The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

This Le Mans 1977 motorcycle produced in 850 has a square design and an inexplicable modern and simple aesthetic. It is the collection of the old butler Griffith. The old man used to love riding, but as he got older, the motorcycle was put back in the garage. However, it can still run. It has been ridden out by Watson a few times before, and now it is borrowed by Michela to drive it, which can be regarded as rediscovering the mission of galloping.

"boarding."

Miss Butterfly Knife is wearing a helmet and the motorcycle outfit we saw last time. The black leather pants make the curves of her long legs look very graceful. However, Jessica was a little nervous. The two of them had only been in London for a week or two. Michela definitely didn't have a motorcycle license. If she encountered a temporary inspection, she would probably suffer. Now she is Jessica Drew, a good law-abiding citizen. She is looking forward to becoming a star, but she cannot do any bad things.

"Is this the ambulance you're talking about? But don't you have a driver's license?" Jessica put on her helmet, raised her legs and stepped into the back seat, and put her arms around Michela's waist: "I bet you must Frequently speeding, I am a good citizen now, you must not let the police notice me."

"Don't worry, as long as I'm fast enough, they won't notice you."

boom--!

Michela turned the accelerator, ejected Jessica with a helpless face, and drove into the mist-filled streets of London. At this time, even the street lights in New York have long been turned off, but London is worthy of the name of the foggy city, with bright yellow light spots still hanging on both sides of the streets. Miss Butterfly Knife drove steadily, and the street lights passed by one by one at an almost constant speed, as if there was no end. Jessica slowly pressed her upper body against her, listening to her breathing and heartbeat, and gradually sank into this comfortable warm touch.

The day the two confirmed their relationship happened to be International Women's Day, which was only a little more than a month away. Too much emotional communication between the two parties was done in bed, and there were fewer opportunities to hang out and have fun like other ordinary couples. As the cool April breeze blew, Jessica began to think about whether she should tell old Mrs. Peggy and take Michela on a few short trips. Anyway, England is not a big or small place, and there are still many scenic spots that can be visited. Quite dense.

For example, let’s take a look at the Sword in the Stone?

To be honest, if she hadn't been so bored and bought a newspaper this morning, Jessica would have almost forgotten about it. At that time, he and the "Angel of Death" from the Church of St. Duma were fighting near a black street. This unlucky guy who had been brainwashed had his lumbar spine broken with a hammer by himself. Later, he vaguely recovered some of his memory and struggled to walk away. .

Then he met the Sword in the Stone.

According to the description in the newspaper, the Sword in the Stone suddenly appeared in that park, and was suspected to be related to the brief heavy snow that covered the city at that time. The government immediately blocked the site, but after more than half a year of research, no results were disclosed to the public. Instead, the park was reopened and all personnel and equipment were removed. After being questioned by a large number of reporters, government officials had to issue a statement saying that the "Sword in the Stone" had not detected any special substances and had been proven to be harmless to the human body. The reason why it cannot be pulled out is not yet clear, but I hope the public will treat it with caution——

So curious people poured into the park, and obviously, no one could pull out the sword.

I tried to pull it out and was knocked away.

outrageous.

Maybe there really is Captain Britain Brian Braddock in this world... Jessica's thoughts were distorted for a while. At this time, the motorcycle had already driven near the King's Tavern Apartment, and Michela turned into the parking lot and turned off the engine. , after getting out of the car and taking off the helmet, seeing no movement for a long time, he turned to look at Jessica: "Is this here? Did I look in the wrong place?"

Jessica got out of the car and stared at her.

"......what?"

"You look really cool like this. I wanted to say it that night. You look like a movie star." Jessica raised the corners of her mouth and stepped forward to get close to Michela's body: "You know I like this kind of thing the most. Style, right? Dr. Heinzwafen, I think our treatment location could use a different style, and I think this motorcycle looks great."

"But I'm not used to you looking like this." Miss Butterfly Knife put her hand on Jessica's shoulder and pointed at the apartment building: "And I haven't said I have to treat you yet. You'd better behave later." Be good or I have the right to end the meeting.”

"Of course!"

Grabbing the guitar case, Jessica took the lead to the side of the apartment, jumped up on the spot and climbed up the emergency stairs on the second floor, and kicked the ladder down with her feet. This operation stunned Miss Butterfly Knife for a few seconds, and then she climbed up the stairs amidst the other party's urging: "If you didn't tell me you lived here, I would definitely think you were pulling me to be a thief."

"I do want to be a thief."

Jessica squatted at the top of the stairs, watching Miss Butterfly Knife climb up, mouthing earthy love words: "But I just want to steal your heart."

"uh-huh."

Michela was used to being harassed by Miss Watson, so she didn’t respond at all: “Let’s go.”

"Okay, okay..." The two of them went all the way up the stairs to the third floor, and then saw Dede, a short-haired cat lying in the window basking in the sun. This blocked the way into the room. Jay Sika came up and patted the cat's little butt: "Hey! Dede! Wake up!"

"Meow?"

Dede opened her eyes, smelled the familiar smell, shook her head and rubbed Miss Watson's fingers, and then realized that there was a big guy in front of her. But the aura of this big guy is so terrifying! I don’t know why, but it’s so scary! It must have killed a lot of prey! It's standing so close to me now, it must be trying to kill me!

It was almost an instinctive reaction. Dede bowed her waist and jumped up. Just when it fell outside the railing, Jessica quickly caught the cat with her hands: "Oh, what are you doing? This is the third floor. Aren't you afraid of falling on your butt if you fall? If so, I can't spank you. You know I like spanking you so much... Oh, this is Dede, he is a cute male cat , but it has no balls anymore hehehehehehehe..."

This last sentence was directed at Michela.

"You know I've never liked animals, and... well, especially cats." Seeing Jessica kissing Dede's forehead several times in a row, Michela reflexively wanted to say You kissed the cat and then stopped kissing me, but then you realized what you were saying and quickly stopped talking. The other party now looks like Jessica Drew, so she shouldn't have kissed her in the first place!

After watching Dede run away, Jessica opened the tampered window, bent down and got in. Michelle looked around with her hands on her hips, pacing around a little disappointedly: "Well, it seems that Mrs. Viper also has a tight wallet sometimes. I thought this place would be as luxurious as that high-end apartment in New York."

“A crappy apartment also has the benefits of a crappy apartment.”

Jessica took the coffee pot: "Mrs. Viper had many safe houses, but since her death, quite a few of them have been exposed. This safe house is dilapidated and has not been used much in recent years, so it is Escaped the sweep.”

"Aren't you going to throw these away?"

Michelle opened the closet and saw a pile of green clothes.

"Get rid of it, I just moved in a few days ago, okay?" Jessica rolled her eyes, stood behind the woman with her hands on her hips, and then showed a wicked smile: "Oh~ you are not jealous, are you? Really or not ? Doctor Heinzwafen, Mrs. Viper is already dead, and you are jealous of a dead person?"

"You also said she was dead."

Miss Butterfly Knife slapped away the hand that touched her hip, turned around and walked towards the coffee machine: "I just think you should take some time to clean it up, so..."

After filling two cups of coffee, she took off her motorcycle jacket, only a tight vest underneath, which could not cover her delicate collarbones at all: "When are you going to start your plan? Pretending to be Mrs. Viper is not an easy task, even if you To be like her, all her former subordinates must have been dispersed. I don’t think Hydra is an organization that values ​​loyalty.”

"A considerable number of members of Hydra are actually very loyal. It can grow to such a large scale. They can't just think about dawdling. However, some people are indeed like you said. For them, joining Hydra is just a matter of life. It’s just a job, and at most there is a risk of death if you resign, but don’t expect these people to be very active when working.”

"So why do you want to control it?"

"Because beliefs aside, Hydra is really professional. Their personnel selection standards, ability training mechanisms... no matter what aspect, they will meet the requirements of the top level. In terms of personnel quality alone, Hydra is Head Snake is better than any official agency you know. You know, I'm actually talking about SHIELD." Jessica scanned the door with her hearing to confirm that there was no third heartbeat: "These people should Put your energy into building a civilized society, rather than thinking about conquering the world."

"Are you sure it's not you who wants to conquer the world?"

Michela looked into Jessica's eyes.

"Who knows? No one thinks about conquering the world from the beginning. This kind of idea is usually the product of extreme thinking after a certain encounter. I hope I won't encounter such a thing." At this point, Jessica Suddenly he stuck out his tongue: "Damn it, I should really turn into Mrs. Viper and say what I just said. It's so philosophical. Besides, you look really sexy like this. Can you put your coat on? You made me move." Don’t open your eyes.”

"That's your problem." Miss Butterfly Knife blinked and leaned on the cupboard to drink coffee. Seeing the woman twisting her waist and hips deliberately, Jessica immediately wanted to understand the other person's thoughts and wanted to rush forward and slap her hard. But she knew she couldn't do that. Dr. Heinzwafen had warned her beforehand that it would be bad to end the meeting early if she really made her unhappy.

Actually there is another way.

As long as she changes back to Watson's appearance and faces that foul face, Michela will definitely lose her temper, or she will be pushed to the bed in a few strokes. But if my girlfriend wants to have some fun, I have to cooperate! Thinking of this, Jessica took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, and just when she was about to speak, there was a knocking sound at the door.

Bang bang bang!

The two of them turned their heads at the same time and heard an energetic voice from outside the door: "Ha! Jesse! Are you at home? I, Lucia, am back! How can those stinking police officers lock me up? Thank you for helping me yesterday Room! Otherwise, my heart aches when I think of having to pay the capitalists one extra night for electricity and water... Hello? Jesse? Are you at home?"

"…your new friend?"

"That's it."

This girl came at a really bad time, so Jessica decided to pretend she wasn't there.