Humanoid monsters in comics

After a day of wandering, William came to a store that sold motorcycles. There he bought a cool motorcycle of unknown brand and then bought two helmets.

He drove his newly purchased motorcycle to pick up Natasha, but he encountered a police officer on the way to check his driver's license.

William, who had no driver's license and lost his green card the day before, was immediately detained. In the end, Natasha received the call and went to the police station where William was fished out.

At this time, the two people were discussing the issue of green cards in the car.

"Why did you throw it away?" Natasha's face kept twitching. She would never admit that it was a facial cramp caused by facing the electronic screen for a long time. It must have been caused by William.

William lowered the passenger seat as before, lying down below where he could not see outside the window.

Facing Natasha's question, William confidently replied: "That's not my green card. I don't need a fake identity. Give me a real one."

"Do you want your identity to be known to everyone?" Natasha tapped her fingers on the steering wheel twice, frowned slightly, and turned her eyes to William who was smiling with his eyes closed.

Are you exposing your true nature? Be like that playboy?

No, that playboy seems to be imitating this one.

headache

Are these two kids?

William opened his blue eyes, which were shining with a faint light. In the somewhat dim sky, these eyes flashed with a depth that could make everyone intoxicated and immersed in them.

"Natasha" William suddenly shouted Natasha's name, and then fell into silence.

"What's wrong?" Natasha glanced at William again, and was attracted by William's glowing eyes.

This is not a metaphor, William's eyes are really shining

It lights up with a faint blue fluorescence and looks beautiful.Women all like beautiful things like this, and Natasha is no exception.

There happened to be a red light ahead, so Natasha slowed down and stopped, looking into William's eyes with interest, ready to bring it along with Tony's observation report.

William didn't pay attention to Natasha's gaze, but continued to look at the roof of the car, his eyes temporarily losing focus.

Even the two chatterboxes in him stopped talking about magic, ready to hear what William had to say.

They are in William's body, but they cannot read the memory, let alone the voice of the heart.

If minds could be read, the complex thoughts of human brains would turn them into insane symbiotes.

Just when the red light was about to turn green again, William spoke.

"Do you want children?"

Natasha was stunned for a moment and then continued to start the car as if nothing had happened. She didn't take William's words to heart and teased with a smile: "Do you want to go to bed with me~"

William laughed dumbly and finally turned his head to look at Natasha. "Although I'm still a virgin, that's not what I want to say. I mean healing the missing parts of your body."

crunch~

The black car suddenly braked and stopped on the street.

Natasha, who heard something terrible, had two exaggerated hemispheres pulled out of her chest by the seat belt due to the inertia of her body.But William, who was lying in the passenger seat, remained motionless, firmly attached to the chair, and whistled leisurely at the same time.

Before the car could stabilize, it shuddered again, and a car that had been following directly hit the butt of their car.

Natasha was still thinking about what William had just said at my steering wheel. She did not doubt William's words. The fact that William had special abilities had been learned from the information file updated at noon and William's own narration.

That's why Natasha was shocked and frightened by what William said.

A man got out of the car cursing, came to the driver's seat of their car, and knocked on the window with an angry look on his face.

"What the hell are you doing? You suddenly stopped and let my car hit your car. Pay me the repair bill."

Natasha took a deep breath, took out a pistol from under the car seat, opened the car window and pointed it at the yelling man.

The car window rolled down and a pistol was seen.

The angry expression on the man's face disappeared instantly, and he said calmly: "I'm sorry, madam, this is my fault. I take full responsibility. There is no need to alert the police for this matter."

"Sorry." Natasha put away the gun coldly, took out a stack of U.S. dollars from her purse and gave it to the man, then closed the window, restarted the car, and left.

The man looked at the large amount of money in his hand, and then at the car driving away, with an expression that looked at the confusing behavior of human beings.

"Freak"

"Sorry, I lost my temper." Natasha kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm down her unhappy mood because of William.

At this time, the restaurant William booked went to a popular Cantonese restaurant in Chinatown.

"It doesn't matter. Come to me whenever you want to be a mother, or you can do it now." William adjusted the seat back to its original height.

Natasha held the car up, but she was so eloquent that it was hard to speak.

She had always been suffering from infertility. She had originally given up hope, but now she suddenly heard that someone could cure her. This news really made her unable to calm down for a while.

The excellent qualities of an agent finally allowed Natasha to enjoy dinner with William with such complicated emotions, and she began to chat with William very normally, and casually asked about William's current feelings.

William leaned back in his chair and gnawed on 17 chicken legs. Faced with Natasha's question, he thought for a moment, and then said: "I don't have much feeling, it's still the same, eat and sleep, sleep and eat. Do I have any questions for you?" You should have noticed it already.”

Natasha, who had calmed down during the chat, looked at William, smiled, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "I'm not sure our lieutenant colonel is a good at hiding things."

After that, Natasha looked at the watch on her left wrist, picked up the bag beside her, stood up and said, "It's getting late, I'll go back first, and I'll pick you up tomorrow. Remember, it's eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

At eight o'clock, of course, I was invited to go to Monaco to deal with Tony, who had a personality like a show-off kid.

William raised his drumstick to Natasha to show his understanding.

After quickly finishing a table of food, William got up and went to check out, only to find that Natasha had already paid for him.

"I'm being taken care of." William, who was holding a bank card, couldn't help asking when he looked at the Asian boss's narrow eyes.

"That's right, come on, young man, you can make a fortune from your wife like me in the future," the Asian boss encouraged William with a smile.

At this time, Steve, who had not slept for thirty hours, was looking at the scene of gunfire on the computer, waving his hands constantly, as if he was about to dance out an afterimage.

The characters in the computer are constantly moving around, and occasionally shoot and kill the enemies that pop up.After charging to a certain distance, bullets were fired from several directions, killing Steve's game character again, and the computer also dimmed.

"what's going on"

Steve, who had experienced at least fifty deaths in just eight hours, was filled with questions.

Why don't those people walk in the trenches? Why don't those people act according to tactics? Why can people move even if their legs are penetrated?