[Zhongyingmei] She is such a sand sculpture netizen

Steve hadn't been to Los Angeles in the last century, so he wasn't sure if the woman in front of him, who looked rather unruly, was an exception or a representative of the unrestrainedness of all women in Los Angeles.But no matter what the situation is, he can't answer Metz's words.

Steve held his official face, ignored Metz's teasing, and asked again: "Are you Metz?"

"Are you Metz? Are you Metz? Handsome guy, you will ask me this question over and over again?" Metz showed a slightly disgusted face, "Yes, I am Metz. You don't even know my name. Now that I know, do you want to ask me some other questions?"

As Metz spoke, he approached Steve, the hand that made so many people want to die, just like that naturally rested on Steve's shoulder.Joanna in the car couldn't see Steve's expression, but when she saw the hand resting on Steve's shoulder, she immediately pulled the door lock subconsciously.Natasha, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had sharp eyes and quick hands, and quickly locked the door.

"Joanna, you can't go down."

Joanna pointed at the two people in front of the car: "It's all in my bowl! I can't go down yet?!"

"Joanna, calm down. At least you should have some confidence in the captain."

Joanna only felt anger welling up, and a chill lingered in her throat: "Yes, I have confidence. I have confidence in Steve, but that doesn't mean I should watch other women rub his oil! When I dare to do this in front of my face, if I don’t do something, others will think I don’t care about Steve being eaten tofu! Unlock the lock and let me go down!”

Natasha felt that Joanna missed the point, but after hearing what Joanna said, she somehow felt that Joanna was right.At least, from Joanna's standpoint and logic, it's time for her real girlfriend to come forward and put an end to this unhealthy trend.Natasha frowned. Out of consideration for the overall situation, she persuaded again against her will: "Joanna, bear with it, after all we are now..."

"What are we doing now? Need their help? Look at that woman's dishonest appearance! Recall the behavior of that bastard Lucifer again. Can we really rely on them? Even if we can rely on them, we can't rely on them like this Attitude, we have to show our momentum and let them know that we are not easy to bully!"

When Joanna said this, Natasha somehow felt that Joanna was right.She nodded her head three times, and then unlocked the car door.Immediately afterwards, the two got out of the car together and walked quickly to Steve's side.

The two stood beside Steve, one on the left and the other on the right, like two dedicated bodyguards.The first thing Natasha did was to take a good look at Metz, while Joanna was more straightforward, raising her hand and slapping Metz's hand off.

Metz wasn't annoyed either, her eyes moved back and forth between Joanna and Natasha a few times.Finally, she showed a mocking smile: "I finally understand why you asked Lucifer for help."

Joanna hated Metz as much as she hated Lucifer.Seeing Metz showing such an annoying smile, Joanna frowned, and subconsciously said, "I see you..."

I didn't say what I wanted to say.

Joanna only felt that her neck was tightened, and her voice was tightly strangled in her throat.No one could see how Metz moved his hands, let alone Joanna herself, even when Steve and Natasha noticed the change, Metz's hand had already firmly grabbed Joanna's neck.

Steve reacted very quickly. Standing closest to Joanna, he immediately raised his hand to attack Metz, trying to force Metz to let go.However, Metz, who looked ordinary, moved so fast that Steve was dumbfounded. Steve didn't even touch the hem of her clothes, and Metz moved to a place three meters away from him.And her hand was still firmly pinching Joanna's neck, Joanna bent her body in pain, and could not stop scratching Metz's powerful arm with both hands.

Natasha had already drawn out her gun, and pointed it at Metz with a cold face.But Metz didn't panic at all, and just said to Natasha: "I've already strangled her neck, you still haven't realized what the problem is?"

Natasha froze for a moment, but did not reply.

Metz didn't want to fight with the two of them here, at least, before going out, Lucifer asked her to take Joanna back to the bar.She looked back at Joanna with a look of disgust: "I can let you go now. But you have to shut up obediently, understand? If you dare to speak, I will cut your neck off."

After all, Metz pressed her palm hard, showing Joanna her terrifying grip.Joanna didn't care about face at the moment, and blinked quickly to show that she would be obedient.

Metz let go.Joanna, who had regained her freedom, only felt her throat burning and hurt, and she squatted on the ground and coughed uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Steve hurried forward and knelt beside Joanna to check on her condition.And Natasha still stood where she was, holding her gun in case Metz made any changes.

"Tongue of lies." Metz's tone was relaxed, as if he didn't take the three of them seriously, "I've heard about Washington. Now it seems that you are not stupid, knowing that you came to seek Lucifer s help."

Joanna gently rubbed her neck with her hands, raised her wet eyes, and looked at Metz.Natasha held up her gun and asked, "Was it 'Tongue of Lies' just now?"

"Under normal circumstances, would you choose to take her out of the car?" Metz asked back, her tone full of sarcasm.

Natasha didn't answer.But she knew very well that she should not and would not take Joanna out of the car.Metz was right. The reason why she took Joanna out of the car was because, at that moment, she felt that Joanna was right.

Now that she came back to her senses, she still felt that Joanna's words made some sense.Only a few points, not enough to affect her calm judgment.

Seeing that the three of them understood what she meant, Metz stopped talking nonsense, turned around and walked towards her motorcycle.She has slender legs, and with a lift of her feet, she rode the motorcycle with ease, holding the helmet in her hands.Metz looked back at Joanna: "Not coming up yet?"

Joanna didn't move, and Steve pressed Joanna's shoulder to signal her not to act rashly.Natasha had put away her gun, but she was still acting hostile.

"What? Not going?"

Joanna rubbed her neck, still not recovering from the fear Metz brought just now.

Steve stood up and stood in front of Joanna: "We have to go with her."

Metz rolled her eyes: "You haven't dealt with gangsters before, have you? This is against the rules! It's agreed that I will pick her up, she, and she is the only one. What do you mean by going with me?"

Natasha shrugged: "It's literally. Just go and see, Lucifer doesn't even have the guts to show sincerity?"

Metz bit his lips halfway: "You guys are the most unruly gangsters I've ever seen."

Gangster?

The three of them exchanged glances with complicated emotions, but they all remained silent in a tacit understanding.

Metz didn't seem like a persistent person either. After she complained a few words, she put on her helmet, said "keep up", and started the motorcycle.

The three of them got into the car quickly, and Natasha still occupied the driver's seat, but this time, Steve sat in the passenger seat.

Metz is like a ghost rider in the dark night, riding her motorcycle, piercing into the night of Los Angeles.She was like a bat flying in the dark night, looking extremely at ease.

Natasha followed closely behind her in the car, her face was rarely serious since she started on the road.

Steve looked back at Joanna: "Are you okay?"

Joanna nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay."

Natasha held the steering wheel, her tone was calm: "What do you think about Metz? I thought Lucifer had no skills, or... they can't hurt humans. But now it seems..."

"Did you see Metz's movements clearly?"

Natasha shook her head with a solemn expression.

"Maybe she came from the same place as Lucifer."

Natasha frowned, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Then what should we do? Should we... just turn around?"

Steve fell silent.Considering the degree of danger shown by Metz, Steve is not at ease entrusting Joanna to them for protection.But the ability that Joanna showed today...

If she can even influence a strong-willed person like Natasha, Steve can't imagine what ordinary people will become under Joanna's persuasion.Judging from Joanna's reaction, she didn't seem to realize how she influenced Natasha at all.

After a while, Steve said in a somewhat heavy tone: "Let's talk about it after meeting Lucifer first."

The car roared through the night of Los Angeles, and stopped in front of a building with a rather unique style under the guidance of Metz.The building is located in the center of the city, and the adjacent streets are bustling and lively, which makes this building with some classical beauty more elegant.

Metz casually pointed to the nearest parking area, and then parked the motorcycle on the side of the road at random, while she stood in the night boredly waiting for Natasha and the three to park.

When the three parked their cars and walked towards her.Metz turned and walked towards the alley behind the building.In the empty alley, Metz found a door familiarly, then entered the password, and easily opened the door.

Loud music poured out of the door like a huge wave.Joanna paused and pointed to the door: "Inside?"

Metz nodded: "Yes, it's inside."

Steve and Natasha exchanged glances, then patted Joanna on the shoulder, and entered the door one after the other.

After entering the door, after going through a corridor and bypassing two partition walls used to block the view, a lively, crowded and huge dance floor appeared in front of you.The lights in the room are psychedelic, and the cool colored light sweeps across the faces of the dancing people from time to time.Almost all of them had an intoxicated and ecstatic expression on their faces.And that Lucifer, who claimed to be a fallen angel, was sitting on the stage in the middle of the dance floor in a decent suit like a dog, playing the piano intoxicated.The sound of the piano and the sound of electronic music are weird and harmonious.

Natasha Romanov didn't show the slightest discomfort with the scene in front of her. She calmly followed Metz's pace and walked towards the dance floor.

Joanna Hovering the Bar Rickman also appeared to be quite calm, raising her foot and preparing to squeeze through the crowd and keep up with Natasha's speed.

Only Steve Rogers, who didn't dance like this in our time, seemed very uncomfortable with all this.When he saw two men aiming at Joanna, twisting their dancing postures and sticking to Joanna, Steve almost subconsciously reached out and grabbed Joanna's wrist, and then pulled her into the room. into his arms.

Joanna raised her head to look at Steve in a little bewilderment, but saw Steve with a cold face, holding Joanna tightly in his arms like a food protector, and slowly moving towards where Lucifer was. direction to move.