[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is naturally cute

The night was dark and windy, the surroundings were silent, and there was an undercurrent in the air. When Rosa passed by the alley next to the building, her eyebrows frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"Who is there?"

Obviously it was only a few breaths, but Rosa felt that a long time had passed.A man wearing a mask came out of the alley, as light as a cat and without making any sound, his green eyes were like plexiglass reflecting the cold light, very attractive.

Metal Right Arm - Hydra's number one killer, Winter Soldier!

Rosa opened her eyes in an instant. Tony had just talked to her about Hydra's revenge not long ago, and was robbed and killed by the Winter Soldier before reaching the door.

Could she be any more unlucky?

Although Rosa complained about her luck in her heart, she was not afraid of the Winter Soldier. Although his combat skills were extremely rich, he was only a super soldier transformed by a super serum. As long as the Winter Soldier didn't get close to her, she had nothing to worry about. of.

She took a step back, and the sounds of a dozen heavy machine guns being loaded gathered together into one accent, and the intense firelight and the Winter Soldier rushed towards her, and she was suddenly hit by the enemy.

Rosa didn't move, just waved her hand, all the bullets changed direction, more than a dozen muffled grunts sounded, and the abdomen of the black-clothed killer ambushing in the corner was bursting with blood.

As for the Winter Soldier?He didn't seem to be afraid of what Rosa had caused, his eyes were still as chilling as ice, Rosa couldn't help trembling, and his brows frowned even tighter.

She reached out into the void and slammed the Winter Soldier against the wall, sending shock waves from his mechanical arms.Rosa dodged to the side in a panic, gritted her teeth and looked at the Winter Soldier fiercely. A big hole was made in the Winter Soldier's stomach out of thin air, and blood spurted out. He slid along the wall to the ground clutching his stomach.

Rosa walks up to the unconscious Winter Soldier and unmasks him—he's unnaturally handsome for a villain.

"You are a beautiful lady, why are you a thief?"

Rosa sighed, took out her phone and was about to notify Tony to deal with the following matters.The moment she relaxed, the Winter Soldier opened his eyes instantly, jumped up and inserted a dagger with a strong anesthetic into her abdomen.

Her eyes lit up, and the Winter Soldier was slammed onto the wall by her, and the sound of rib fractures could be clearly heard in the silent night.

She reluctantly pulled out the dagger. The anesthetic and the intense pain made her unable to wake up, and she didn't even have the energy to perform the healing technique.

Hydra Base

"Dr. Lecter, our assassination has suffered heavy losses, and the Winter Soldier's life is in danger." The staff reported to Hannibal behind the desk.

Hannibal's expression didn't change, and his tone didn't fluctuate: "Where's the target person?"

"We picked up DNA from another woman next to the Winter Soldier, but didn't find the target mission."

Hannibal stood up and tugged at his white coat: "Take the blood of the target mission to the operating room."

"Yes, Dr. Lecter."

Standing by the operating table, Hannibal didn't even put on the rubber gloves for surgery, and it seemed that he didn't want to use his superb surgical experience to bring the Winter Soldier back to life.

Hannibal shook the small test tube bottle in his hand, the bright red blood exuded a charming luster, he pulled off the cap, and poured the blood in the test tube bottle into the Winter Soldier's mouth.

Within the visible range of the meatball, the cleanly treated wound on the Winter Soldier's stomach healed instantly, without any trace of injury, and even the scars on his body caused by the assassination mission became smooth and smooth.

This... this is amazing!

The eyes of the surrounding medical staff burst into excitement, but Hannibal immediately poured cold water on them: "There are some things that I don't need to say, you should know and forget them."

There was even a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and the people present felt even more terrified when they thought of the rumors about him. This is a real demon who kills without blinking an eye.

The Winter Soldier opened his eyes, his muscles tensed for a moment, and he relaxed after seeing the familiar environment. He felt an unprecedented power filling his body, which made him stronger.

"Dr. Lecter?"

Hannibal looked at the work he had created in front of him with satisfaction. The series of processes from seabed salvage to brainwashing were all designed by himself. This work was perfect. If not, he would not have used Rosa's blood to save his life.

"Did you get stabbed in the target mission?" Otherwise, it wouldn't explain the blood on the ground.

"The wound is three inches deep and hits the waist and abdomen. She should have suffered a lot."

Hannibal raised his eyebrows. Disobedient children should be punished.He has been bitter about Rosa giving the FBI evidence that he is an ogre.The anesthetic he gave Winter Soldier is not just anesthesia, it can inhibit Rosa's self-healing ability, I believe she should be enjoying this pain now.

Inside Avengers headquarters, Tony was furious: "Have you found Rosa yet?"

The tracker could not locate her, and the satellite images showed no clues. She disappeared instantly like a drop of water falling into the river. Who on earth had the ability to take her away, and even erase all traces of her.

J?Neither are simple characters.

If it was just a simple disappearance, Tony would not have been so worried, but she was obviously injured.

Hydra!

Tony smashed the table with a hammer angrily, and he looked at the other Avengers with equally serious faces: "Guys, do you want to go to the Hydra headquarters?"

Here the Avengers are discussing how to trouble Hydra, and here Rosa finally opened her eyes after two days of coma.

The presence of the wound on her stomach was too strong, her facial features were distorted with pain as soon as she opened her eyes, and even a slight breath could tear the wound.She took a deep breath and stretched out her hand to perform the self-healing technique on the wound, but no matter how she tried, there was no change.If she hadn't been able to shatter the vase in the corner out of thin air, she would have thought she had lost her superpowers.So there was only one possibility left - there was something on that knife that could inhibit her self-healing ability.

After she was sweating profusely, she finally had time to look at the room in front of her. It was decorated in an American country style. The window screen was blown by the wind and you could see the glistening lake. This is a suburb.

So who took her?

The bedroom door opened, and a tall, thin man walked in, holding gauze, ointment and other things in his hands.

Rosa looked at him warily: "Who are you?"

Her eyes were completely unfamiliar, and a sneer flashed at the corner of Sherlock's mouth: "Harry Osborn."

"Charles Xavier."

"Tony Stark."

He announced the names one by one, with a resentful tone: "You can easily open your heart to the three of them, but you are wary of me. I have to say that you are really good at partiality."

His standard RP voice was extremely pleasant, but Rosa frowned in a tone like a resentful husband: "Sir, if we met before, then I can only say sorry to you, because I lost my memory."

"Sherlock Holmes."

Rosa looked up at him: "Mr. Holmes, if you don't mind, can you give me my mobile phone?"

"Who do you want to contact?" Sherlock's voice contained anger.

Rosa looked at him completely incomprehensible. Every breath she took brought the wound, and the pain made her bad-tempered: "Mr. Holmes, don't you feel that you are making trouble for no reason now? Don't you treat me as if I am hurt? I was sent to the hospital, but instead I was taken to a villa in a remote suburb."

"Honestly, your behavior is extremely unreasonable and untrustworthy."

Sherlock slammed the iron tray onto the bedside table. Rosa was so frightened that she trembled and sweated coldly from the pain, but she had to look at Sherlock with vigilance.

"Rosa." Sherlock's tone suddenly became soft, and his broad palms slowly stroked her hair to her shoulders, and then held them tightly. Kissed her, but he landed the kiss on Rosa's neck, and Rosa immediately whimpered out of shock—the neck was her sensitive point.

"What do you think our relationship used to be?"

Rosa's misty eyes didn't deter me at all: "Mr. Holmes, to be honest, I have many suitors. How do I know if you are just one of the suitors? But you want to take advantage of my amnesia enter."

After hearing her words, Sherlock said angrily: "I really underestimated your IQ before."

Rosa's eyes widened in an instant: "Sir, now I am absolutely sure that you are not my boyfriend. Could it be that I am self-torturing to fall in love with you, a man with a poisonous tongue and a face like a horse?"

"Hehe." Sherlock sneered, with a venomous tongue and a straight face, hoping that she would remember his evaluation after her memory recovered.

"Change the dressing!"

"I have tested your blood, and there is some kind of medicine left in it that can inhibit your self-healing ability. It seems that someone wants you to suffer."

"Hydra? Besides Hannibal, who else in the organization has offended? You don't choose the method of killing you but want you to be tortured."

He seemed to really understand her affairs very well, Rosa began to feel guilty, and looked at Sherlock innocently: "Didn't you say to change the medicine?"

"Take your shirt off."

Hmm - Rosa swallowed, she could feel that she wasn't wearing underwear, as for how she changed into this outfit, she didn't want to pursue it anymore, but if she lifted the top up, she would definitely lose everything.

"Don't you think I haven't seen it before?" Sherlock easily saw through Rosa's thoughts, and said meaningfully, "It's increased by two centimeters."

Rosa can assure you he was talking about her bust size!

Under Sherlock's watchful eye, Rosa carefully lifted off the loose home clothes, revealing a flat abdomen, covered with a thick white bandage, with blood oozing out, coupled with the almost broken waist, she has a A sense of fragile beauty.

Sherlock took out the scissors and cut off the bandage. The innermost layer of the bandage was glued together by the coagulated blood and the wound. His movements were more careful and gentle, but the flesh was still unavoidable. Rosa cried out in pain. When he came out, his pale little face looked extremely pitiful.

"It hurts." Rosa had already bit her lower lip, bleeding out.

"Hey, bear with it." Sherlock showed a distressed look, accelerated the speed of his hands, and finally changed the medicine. At this time, both of them were sweating.

Rosa leaned weakly on the bedpost, her face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and she didn't have the anger of the tit-for-tat confrontation just now.

"Okay." Sherlock couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but his brows tightened again when he saw her.

"Miss Rosa, it seems that you have a great talent for evading responsibility, scarring yourself, and then using a pitiful, pale and bloodless face to win sympathy."

Rosa understood Sherlock's incomplete meaning, and a weak smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Sir, is that why you are softening your heart?"

His heart has never been hardened, and her appearance is breaking his bottom line again and again.The moment he saw her lying down at the entrance of the alley covered in blood, all the complaints and jealousy had disappeared, and he couldn't blame her at all.