Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Especially for a beauty of Black Widow's level, that's even more amazing!

Natasha rubbed her wine-red hair and frowned suddenly. She suddenly felt hungry.

It seemed that he hadn't eaten at all in the evening.

Natasha shook her head violently.

Damn!

What's happening here?

How can you be hungry?

It must be that there has been no special agent training recently!Because of being too lazy.

We must know that among the basic qualities of agent training, there are two very important qualities.

The first item, no matter at what time, must resist hunger!

The second item, no matter what time it is, you must fall asleep in 1 minute!

Well, today it is time to review the basic skills, resist hunger, and fall asleep in 1 minute.

Natasha nodded, thinking so.

Then she took off the bath towel she was wearing, and admired her graceful figure in the mirror.

Then he opened Zhou Ran's closet, picked out a white T-shirt and sports shorts, and put them on.

He tiptoedly opened Zhou Ran's room door, and got on the bed like a kitten.

Natasha was lying on the bed, listening to Zhou Ran's even breathing, and looking at his sculpture-like tough side face, she suddenly felt a heartbeat.

Jake is quite manly and tough.

Good looking and good figure.

And it seems like a lot of fun to be with him, I don't think I've ever met such a lovely man.

Mingming's heart is very soft, but he pretends to be tough.

duplicity...

And it seems to be a good day like this...

Such a peaceful life is what I have always longed for...

Natasha couldn't help stretching out her hand to touch Zhou Ran's face, but when she touched it, she couldn't help but tremble.

That was static electricity, she was electrocuted!

Natasha woke up instantly, the confusion in her eyes disappeared, and she shook her head fiercely.

Oh!

Damn!

Black Widow what are you thinking?

You are a secret agent!

From the moment you entered the red house, you have completely lost your emotions in your life, and it is impossible for you to have emotions in your life.

You are a tool.

You are an executioner with blood on your hands.

You are a vengeful soul.

wake up!No one likes an agent!

You have to remember your mission!

Natasha took two deep breaths, calmed down, and calmed herself down.

She took out a sharp dagger from under the bed, narrowed her pupils, held her breath, and started hunting like a black widow in nature.

She tightly held the dagger in her hand and stabbed fiercely at Zhou Ran's chest.

But when the dagger was 1cm away from her chest, Natasha stopped her hand, retracted the dagger, turned over and put the dagger under the bed again.

Staring at the dark ceiling, she sighed.

Questions kept flashing through my mind.

Is he a clown?

He was in a deep sleep?

He has no ability to resist!

But he is really special!

And what the hell was going on with Black Street?

With countless questions, Natasha fell asleep, breathing evenly.

……

……

At two o'clock in the morning, Zhou Ran opened his scarlet eyes, sat up slowly, and twisted his neck fiercely!

There was a crunching sound.

His fingers lit up with golden light, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured in a low voice: "The World Honored One held up a flower to show the public at the Lingshan meeting. At that time, everyone was silent, but Venerable Kasyapa smiled."

"The people of later generations took the allusion of the World Honored One to hold a flower and smile, and created this unique martial arts technique, the finger of a flower!"

"Female benefactor, the poor monk wishes you a good dream..."

As soon as the words fell, the golden finger lightly touched Natasha's Baihui acupoint.

Baihui point is located at the intersection of the midline of the top of the head and the line connecting the tips of the two ears.It is the governor vessel, the three yangs of the hands and feet, and the meeting of the governor vessel.

Got hit, knocked out and passed out!

Zhou Ran walked slowly to the closet, stretched out his hand and waved the closet door open.

He smiled, picked out a gray shirt, then put on a black suit and a pair of boxy glasses.

He grinned in front of the mirror, his eyes were scarlet, folded his hands together, as if mocking, and said to himself: "I'm not warlike, I'm just a born killer..."

"I can't give birth to me, because my parents are both dead, and I don't know who will be born, so I dare not have an offspring..."

"The rest is all right!"

"My heart is compassionate, and I wish to accumulate benevolence and kindness, and teach the world with Buddhism."

"However, I am born to kill the star, and the inner demon is always in my heart, and the only way to purify the six roots cannot be suppressed!"

"My disciple's surname is Xiao, his first name is Zizai, his Dharma name is Baojing, and he practices in Lingyin Temple..."

"I always have this suffering in my heart, may the World Honored One remember my mercy, have mercy on me, and help me escape from this sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible..."

"Namo Amitabha……"

After saying this, Xiao Zizai stretched out his hand and patted his face, smiled gently, and said, "World Honored One, the disciple is going to Huazhai...Namo Amitabha..."

Chapter 24 Lao Xiao's Journey to Hell's Kitchen

Hell's Kitchen.

Hell's Kitchen.

An area on the west shore of Manhattan Island in New York City.

It is roughly a rectangular area bounded by 59th Street and 34th Street in the north and south, [-]th Avenue in the east, and the Hudson River in the west.

It is famous for its messy and backward living quality, serious ethnic conflicts and high crime rate.

This rectangular area is Hell's Kitchen, Hell's Kitchen.

This is the novice village in the Marvel world.

It is also one of the landmark buildings in the Marvel world, with a great reputation.

Hell's Kitchen serves as the center of evil in the Marvel universe.Although there are only eight small streets, the evil here may not be comparable to the eight Satans.

When you are walking on the streets of Hell's Kitchen, even in broad daylight, there may still be a black man with a hood walking up to you at any time, holding a cold thing against your lower back, Smiled and said to you, "Hey hey, good brother, take out all the Franklin in your pocket."

"My brother borrowed some money to spend, and I want to make some fans."

Oh, right!

Please remember not to bring Franklins with large denominations, such as fifty or one hundred Franklins.

Because it is rumored that black old buddies don't know how to count, and they don't believe that there are Franklins with fifty or one hundred denominations in this world.

And here, you will see what is crime?

What is the ugly side of human nature?

Scarier than the day is the night in Hell's Kitchen.

Nights in Hell's Kitchen are filled with all sorts of cults.

From petty drug addicts to pimps to the Hand, Kim Bin's minions.

Even some organizations that worship slimy cold-blooded animals that shout to cut off one head and grow two more will carry out some illegal activities here.

You will never see one kind of person here, and that is the normal person.

Because normal people would never wander in the night of Hell's Kitchen, unless you want to die in a dark garbage dump that never sees the sun.

This is a paradise for criminals.

This is a paradise for crime.

It's Eden for the bad guys.

It's a dirty stinking ditch.

"Hey, beautiful Girl, do you want to have some fun with my brothers...it will make you very happy...hehehe..."

A middle-aged black man with RPG on his shoulders, wearing beach shorts, and a beard, pointed the muzzle of the bazooka at a very intellectual girl with blond hair and glasses. He laughed and said obscenely.

Surrounding him were a dozen strong black men holding AK47s, dressed in hip-hop clothes, and wearing steel cross chains around their necks.

It’s hard to tell that these horrible criminals still believe in Christianity, but they don’t know whether their Christianity worships God in heaven or Satan in hell.

This is really a bad joke.

A bad joke full of irony.

Jane Foster looked at the black burly man surrounding her and the huge bazooka, with tears all over her face, took out her wallet from her arms, threw it on the ground, knelt down and begged for mercy: "That, Jie Mr. Bandit, this is my wallet, and all the money in it is given to you."

"I swear to God, I won't call the police, I didn't see anything, can you let me go!"

Hearing this, the bald man with shoulders against the RPG stretched out his hand and slapped Jane Foster, and then spat hard on the ground.

He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the cross tattooed on his body, and cursed: "Bah, Fuck! You bitch! You bitch! Are you looking down on us Crusaders?"

"We Crusaders, we must do what we say. If we tell you to try, we must let you try!"

"God? Have you seen the huge cross tattooed on my body? Tell you, I am the Lord, I am God! I am God!"

The surrounding black people, hearing this, erected their AK47s and shot wildly at the sky, celebrating their boss.

All of them started shouting extremely loudly, like uncivilized chimpanzees.

"That's right! The boss is God! We are the angels beside God!"

"You stinky bitch, hurry up and kneel on the ground and serve the great God!"

"I don't think you are a devout Christian at all! If you treat us as devils, as Satan."

"Then you should learn to be a Virgin Mary and sacrifice your sacred body to redeem us fallen souls!"

"Hey hey, boss, you said she is a Christian whore, can we call her the Holy Mother whore?"

"I must kill her!"

"Damn the mother whore!"

"..."