[Comprehensive British and American] Fantastic monsters are here

Clint Barton had just taken a shower, and he hadn't had time to get dressed yet, because he lived alone, and he didn't intend to wrap the towel around him.

He filled his toothbrush with toothpaste and held it against the sink to clean his teeth.

Clint's bathroom is small, with a flush toilet behind him and no bathtub, but he still enjoys the separate living room prepared by S.H.I.E.L.D.

Before becoming an agent, Clint was just a young circus performer. He was abused by his father since he was a child, and he came out early to find work.

He seems to be born to be a secret agent. Clint showed a talent that is different from ordinary people when he was 10 years old. His eyesight is excellent and he can see moving objects one kilometer away. This is not his limit. If there is no He can also see farther away, and besides that, he is very good at archery.

By chance, Clint was spotted by the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury, and joined the ranks of secret agents. He loves this field work that has been hidden in the dark all year round, which makes him feel like an unknown behind-the-scenes hero.

The mirror in front of the washbasin was covered with a faint mist. Clint didn't notice a discordant shadow in the mirror at first. He had a mouthful of mint-flavored mouthwash in his mouth, and Clint glanced at it unconsciously. In the mirror, the mouthwash spewed out of his mouth and scattered everywhere.

Seriously, many years later, Clint still thinks sneaking up on someone after they shower is pretty dastardly, even though he thinks it works against everyone.

"My Jesus Christ!" Clint's mouth was still frothy, and so was his mouth, and when he sighed, a few clear bubbles of toothpaste popped from the middle of his tongue.

"Good evening, Mr. Demon Exorcist." Tang Peiling greeted the other party with a smile.

They were very close, and the bathroom was a tight space after all, which meant that his bare ass was almost facing the vixen behind him.Clint didn't have time to wipe his mouth, he grabbed the bath towel on the hook and quickly wrapped it around his waist.

He had no objection to showing his figure in front of beautiful women. Clint thought he was in good shape, the kind of body that could attract women to strike up and stare at him while walking on the beach, and he was also tall and not bad looking.

But it definitely shouldn't be in this kind of place!

He also has no penchant for exposing his lower body.

"Ma'am, don't you think you should knock on the door before you come in?" Clint said uncomfortably, wiping the corner of his sweet mouth carelessly, "Did you close your eyes just now?"

Tang Peiling was dressed in white, her hair was also white, and she had her tail. The vixen sat on the toilet seat and stared at the panic-stricken agent, with an unknown smile on her lips. The picture was weird and beautiful.

"I want to ask you for a favor." Tang Peiling's tone didn't mean "begging" at all, and it almost sounded like an order or instigation to Clint.

"Is it on the toilet seat?" Clint responded helplessly, "Can you supernatural beings respect the living habits of human beings a little bit and knock on the door before you come in. God, you see that I'm not wearing any clothes, I mean pants, aren't you surprised at all?"

"You look more surprised than I am." Tang Peiling wagged her tail, "Sorry, Clint, it happened so suddenly, I'm a little anxious."

Clint can understand that monsters seek human beings to solve their troubles. The monsters and humans in S.H.I.E.L.D. Based on Clint's understanding of monsters, he can guarantee that Tang Peiling can solve 90.00% of the problems in this world.

She can also deal with Clint silently.

So, at this moment, Clint thought that Tang Peiling was teasing him.

If it was the first time we met, Clint didn't know Tang Peiling at all, and he could deal with it with the experience of exorcising demons, then this time, he knew enough about her, whether it was from Barlow's mouth or his own. analyze.

The female monster with eight white fox tails in front of her has 1000 years of demon power. She can easily crush Clint without even standing up from the toilet seat. If the opponent attacks him at this time, Clint will avoid Inevitable.

"It's normal for you not to believe it." Tang Peiling said, "However, you helped me, and I can repay you. You must know the rules of goblins." She wasn't asking him, it wasn't a tone of discussion, but there was no tone either. The threats above are simply statements.

"First of all," Clint said, "we humans don't talk about things in the toilet, let alone in a towel or sitting on the toilet seat."

After Clint got dressed, he was glad that Tang Peiling didn't mention the "butt". Although he was very confident about a certain part of his lower body, he definitely didn't want to show it in this way.

"You want me to protect Stark from being harassed by other supernatural beings?" He kept a self-comforting safe distance from Tang Peiling, and Clint poured a glass of water for him. He knew monsters didn't drink, and he wasn't in the mood Make coffee, "I think I'm a little confused, aren't you the most dangerous one?"

"It seems that you already know who I am." Tang Peiling picked up the water that Clint poured for her, swirling the rim of the cup with her slender fingertips.

"No," Clint said. "I don't know your name, for example."

Clint couldn't feel the other party's hostility, which made him uneasy instead. Although Clint was a descendant of a demon master, he himself was not capable of contending with a big monster like Tang Peiling.Monsters always like surprises. After all, they are animals, and they are not of the same race as humans. In many cases, Clint can't guess what monsters are thinking, just like humans never know what pets at home are thinking.

"Peiling." Tang Peiling said her name to Clint without any scruples, in English.

Clint thought the pronunciation was a little familiar, but he didn't think about it for a while: "I thought Stark was your prey?"

"It seems that you really regard me as a cannibal monster." Tang Peiling smiled and said, "He is not my prey, he just owes me something, and I don't eat people."

Clint didn't ask "what is it?" Professional experience told him that if a human owes something to a monster, it must be bad.

"If you are willing to protect Stark, I can grant you one wish." Tang Peiling added, "Whether it is material or spiritual wish, I can satisfy you."

"Sounds good," Clint said. "Any wish?"

"As long as you stay near Stark for 10 days, you can make any wish." Tang Peiling said.

"Why don't you protect him yourself?" Clint asked, "Don't want to hurt the same kind?"

"What's your answer?" Tang Peiling asked.

"Sorry." Clint said, "With all due respect, ma'am, I don't believe you. You are a fox, and foxes are best at lying. I don't know what your purpose in coming to me is, but it must have nothing to do with Stark. "

Tang Peiling was not angry, but she smiled happily: "You are more suspicious than I thought, that's good. How about this, I will give you a deposit first, and after you get the deposit, you can decide whether you want to agree to me, or whether you want to trust me or not." .” She stopped talking, waiting for the other party’s feedback.

"What are you going to do to me if I still refuse you even after taking the deposit?" Clint asked.

"I won't deal with you, I can only go to someone else." Tang Peiling said, "However, you are my first choice."

"why?"

"Because other monsters will definitely not suspect that I found you." Tang Peiling said, "And you look very reliable, and you don't have the desire of ordinary humans in your eyes, which is rare."

Clint's gray-blue eyes looked at Tang Peiling, he frowned, and suddenly realized that he was not wearing contact lenses to prevent mind control.

"I didn't use spells to confuse you." Tang Peiling saw the other party's concerns, "Okay, let's listen to the content of the deposit first, I know you have been looking for the whereabouts of Captain America, and you have been looking for him for many years gone."

Captain America, the hero of World War II, unfortunately died in a war, but S.H.I.E.L.D. believes that even if he dies, he hopes to find his body.

Clint couldn't help being taken aback, it was strange enough to say the word "Captain America" ​​from the monster's mouth, but she was right, SHIELD was looking for Captain America decades ago, whether he The dead body or other wreckage, they all want to find.

70 years ago, this legendary hero sacrificed himself for his country when his fighter plane crashed into the abyss under the Arctic Ocean.

"I know where he is." Tang Peiling said.

Clint froze for a moment: "Do you know who Captain America is?"

"Of course I know." Tang Peiling said, "He's still alive, in a way you didn't expect."

Clint was even more surprised.

"Actually, your people have been there many times, but with your current level of technology, you will never be able to survey his location, and you will never be able to salvage him. Even telling you the exact location is useless." Tang Peiling looked Judging by Clint's expression, he seemed to be planning a countermeasure, "But I can do it."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels for their messages of encouragement, sometimes you will doubt life when you see too little reading. . .