the end of the heavens

"Aren't you the Black Widow?" Russell looked at Natasha in surprise, as if thinking of something, he stared at the scar on Natasha's face. As a super agent and future superhero, Natasha's The ability to resist hitting is too bad.

Can't even get beaten, what kind of superhero to be!

Natasha shouldn't be so weak, at least she won't have swollen cheeks and nosebleeds from Jason's two punches.

unless……

Russell's thoughtful eyes made Natasha shiver, and she had a premonition that she was going to be unlucky.

果不其然，罗素似是思考着什么，眼中精光闪烁，抬手一指娜塔莎，冷冷吐出两个字“揍她！”

Jason stood in front of Natasha without saying a word, with both fists left and right, one punch after another punched Natasha's face, quickly catalyzing a face with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

The latter was overwhelmed and passed out from the pain. His long hair was stuck in blood and fell down one by one.

"So weak, her physique is only stronger than ordinary people, and she has not yet won the title of Black Widow..." Russell raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and nodded at Jason. Jason understood, and picked up another bucket of ice Water poured down Natasha's forehead.

Water droplets dripped from her body and formed a large pool on the ground. Natasha woke up from the coma with a groan.She struggled to open her eyes, her mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and the burning sensation on her face constantly stimulated her nerves.

This was very different from the interrogation she had expected. She thought the interrogation room would be in the bedroom, and even if there was no bed, there should be a blanket.But the enemy is terribly cruel, her beauty is useless, and she has to shed at least a layer of skin if she wants to escape successfully.

Russell looked forward to asking, "Agent Romanov, have you not been transformed by the Red Room?"

Natasha shook her head, "I don't know what you're talking about, and I've never heard that the Red Room will transform its agents. You're wrong."

"Ask for trouble, wouldn't you answer my question honestly?" Russell lifted the nape of Ultralisk's neck and put it on the ground, and the latter came to Natasha on a catwalk.

a cat! ?

Natasha's face remained unchanged, she looked at the Thunder Beast under her feet without saying a word, wondering what kind it was.A cat whose hair is blown all over its body like static electricity. The blue hair is very weird, and it is probably the product of a genetic mutation.

Under Natasha's gaze, Ultralisk stood in front of the stagnant water, raised its front paw and slapped it into the water.Immediately afterwards, the white light suddenly lit up, and the current flowed into Natasha's body along the stagnant water, causing her whole body to vibrate.

"Crackling!!"

"Ahhh-"

A few crackling sounds of popping beans came from Natasha. Russell gave her a strange look. Before the interrogation, he had already searched his body. Logically speaking, there should be no place to hide things, but the burnt smell What's the matter again.

The Thunder Beast was electrified for five seconds, then gently raised its paws, and after Natasha took a breath, pressed its paws against the stagnant water again.After repeating it five times, Natasha rolled her eyes and passed out completely with smoke from her mouth.

I don't know if it was Russell's illusion. Natasha seemed to have lost something, and there was more water on the ground.

Russell picked up the Thunder Beast, slapped it twice and put it back on the table, came to Natasha, pressed five fingers on her... head, and began to recite the spell.

Enslavement spell!

An ordinary person who has not yet been strengthened and possesses the qualifications of a superhero should be sent to his door for nothing.

Blood dripped, Natasha's mental power was extremely repulsive to Russell, and the enslavement skill failed.

The second time I tried the enslavement skill, the situation was similar, but it still failed.

the third time……

"Thunderbeast, shock her!"

"嗼嗼~~"

"Crackling!!!"

"Uh... ah! Uh, uh, ah~~~"

The third enslavement skill was successfully cast, Russell looked at the latest enslavement contract and fell into contemplation, so Bucky failed because the battery was too low?

Chapter 175 Jason is still a child, don't beat him to death

"Boss, you are too harsh, especially for a lady."

Natasha touched her bruised face and looked in the mirror very dissatisfied. Even if the injury healed, it would leave scars. In other words, she was disfigured.

As a female agent, disfigurement means retiring to the second line. She was honorably laid off at the age of 16!

Natasha was very upset that she changed her boss as soon as she woke up, and her colleagues broke her face, but the reality is that she has to bear with it.She couldn't be hostile to Russell, and she couldn't even resist any request from the other party. Even if Russell asked her to do this, she had to do this, not that.

Russell didn't speak, pinched Natasha's chin, reached out and took out a chicken leg out of thin air, opened her mouth, and stuffed it in with the bone.

Before Natasha could react, her mouth was filled with greasy food, and then she was slapped on the back by Russell. She straightened her back and swallowed the chicken leg with a gurgle.

"Ouch! Keke——"

Out of the instinct of swallowing foreign objects, Natasha bent down and stuffed her hands into her mouth, trying to spit out the unknown object she ate, but all the acid water in her stomach was spit out, and the chicken legs still disappeared.

"Boss, what is that?"

Natasha asked stiffly, and when she looked up, she saw herself in the mirror and froze in place.She touched her face in disbelief, and found that all the injuries had healed, the skin could be broken with a blow, and not a single bruise could be seen.

Not only that, the burns left by the electric shock and the dark wounds left by the training on the body were also completely eradicated. With a light touch on the whole body, it seemed that he could fly up by patting his arms.

You can't fly unless Russell uses a certain skill on her. This is just a metaphor to describe Natasha's current state is very good!

"Boss, what is that?"

The same question, but with a completely different tone, Natasha stared at Russell with bright eyes, hugged his arm, and rubbed it with a fierce object, "Boss, do you still have that thing just now, my injury has not healed yet .”

Russel pressed her face and pushed it aside. "No more, that's the last of my stock."

Bah, who would believe it!

Natasha curled her lips. Although she didn't see the appearance of the unknown object clearly, the item that instantly heals the wounds of the whole body is absolutely priceless. If it was the last stock in stock, Russell would never use it on her.

Russell looked at Natasha up and down, seeing goose bumps all over the latter's body, "Romanov, do you know why I cured you?"

Natasha took two steps back subconsciously, and said with a dry smile, "Boss, you can just call me Natasha, you don't have to be so polite."

If it was because of her beauty, Natasha herself would not believe it. After all, the interrogation process was like disfigurement.If you really want to talk about the reason, she thinks that the reasons for treatment and slavery are the same, and Russell has taken a fancy to her value.

Russell put on a smiling face, and said kindly, "Natasha, do you desire power?"

"No, I want to be an ordinary person!" Sensing her malicious intentions, Natasha shook her head again and again, and skillfully said, "Boss, if you still need someone, I can recommend a few to you. Good people, if you pick them out randomly, they are better than me, in fact, I can't even compare to their little fingers."

"Yes, but I think you are much better than them."

"No, no, it's because you didn't see with your own eyes how good they are..." In order to protect herself, Natasha resolutely pulled out the dead ghosts, "If not, I'll take you to the red room and snatch them all come over."

Russell pondered for a moment, "There's no rush, we'll talk about the red room later."

Natasha laughed dryly, "Then I..."