"Where is Bruce Banner?" Meng Ao asked Natasha beside him.

"Vanished." Natasha Romanluf replied with a slit long hair.

"Do you think I will believe it?" Meng Ao disdained Natasha's answer. It's okay to deceive the child by saying this. Unfortunately, Meng Ao is already past the age of naiveness.

"That's what Fury told me. My focus of work has been on your side recently, searching with you and solving the trouble of Magneto." Natasha looked sincere, and both the tone and the subtle expressions on her face were as impeccable as the facts.

But no matter how perfect Natasha is and how sincere she is, it will be useless to those who know her background. No matter who she is, she stands out among a group of similar people who have been trained in harsh agents since childhood and learns various skills such as psychology, deception, fighting since childhood, etc., and is cruel and beautiful, and is called a black widow, probably will have doubts about what she says.

Meng Ao is also one of the people who know Natasha's identity and style of doing things.

You never know when she will tell the truth again, nor do you know that what she said is a lie, and you don’t even understand whether you should trust her at a critical moment!

Bruce Banner disappeared?

S.E.L.D. never expects him to disappear under their surveillance, because no one knows whether such a monster will appear at the core of a bustling metropolis in the next moment.

Although Bruce Banner has been avoiding entering these places, things always come unexpectedly, right?

"What about him?" Meng Ao shook his eyes at the cylindrical cultivation tank in front.

"The product recovered by S.H.E.L.D.," said Natasha Romanov. "He seemed to be stained with Hulk's blood and mutated to a certain extent."

"What is this? Reward or compensation?" Meng Ao asked plainly at the alienated man with a bulging head in the cultivation tank, which seemed to be filled with pus.

"In fact, that's a gift." Natasha Romanov pointed to a direction in the warehouse. There was a huge container parked there with the S.H.E.L.D.

Taking Meng Ao to the container, Natasha Romanov waved back the black-clothed agents on both sides, and inexplicably added a strange key with his right hand. In front of Meng Ao, Natasha took a step forward, found the key in her hand, and inserted it into the keyhole in the container.

The four corners of the box flashed at the same time. A sound of exhaust was leaked from the container body. Natasha put her left eye closer to the keyhole, and a green light swept through her eyes. The lock clicked again.

Natasha put her hands on the handle of the container and pulled it away with force.

Meng Ao has seen such boxes.

Or, when Storm's company sells products and loads and transports, it uses this kind of special box.

The thickness of the steel plate is enough to prevent most thermal weapons from close range, including the attack of grenades, and the sealing and pressure resistance are thrown into the sea thousands of meters deep. There is no need to worry that the goods inside it will be damaged. The positioning system provided by the box body also saves a lot of trouble for later salvage or work to recover after loss.

Organizations without some technical strength should not be able to decipher such containers. Forced cracking can only trigger the self-destruct system on the box body and destroy it together with the goods in the box.

Even for the wealthy S.H.I.E.D., this kind of container is only provided to cooperative companies like Storm and Stark, and will be recycled and reused next time after the transaction. Even partners like Storm and Stark will only use this kind of box when trading important goods. After all, the cost is too high.

Meng Ao couldn't help but feel curious about what was in the box.

The constant slight clicking sound made people realize that some complex mechanism was being operated in the box. With Natasha-Romanov pulling to both sides, a white cold air leaked out, everything inside appeared unreservedly in the eyes of everyone outside the box.

The eyes are rows of lines, like egg trays that hold eggs, which can be stacked layer by layer, with bags of bright red blood bags inside.

"These are serums made from Bruce Banner's blood. Fury thinks you should use them." Natasha raised her two toned thighs high and stepped on the steps of the container. She pointed to the bags of blood that were piled up together, and said roughly, no less than a thousand bags of blood.

"The unlucky guy outside is Samuel Sden, he is just a big shot. When we recycled him, he was also infected with Hulk's serum and survived strangely." Natasha swung her head in the direction of the cultivation slot outside the box. Her long shawl hair swept out a stunning arc in the air as she moved, and then said.

"I heard a news from Stark." Meng'o looked at Natasha's charming face: "It seems that General Sedis Ross is in some trouble."

"The trouble has been resolved," Natasha Romanov replied.

"I don't care about this, I care about another thing." Meng Ao waved his hand: "Lt. Col. Brownsky."

"He's from SHIELD," said Natasha Romanov. "But you can ask Fury for it."

"What do I want him? I'm only interested in his blood." Meng Ao said simply: "I only have this collection habit left."

"I will convey your request to Fury." Natasha nodded in a clear understanding.

Natasha re-set the lock of the container, locked it again in front of Meng Ao, and handed the key to Meng Ao, and took the black-clothed agent who was transporting the goods with her to leave Meng Ao, and left with a swaying look.

"Put it onto the transport plane, and then it's time for us to leave," Meng'ao turned his head and threw William away.

Storm's old house.

Old Al looked at Meng Ao who was going home with a strange look on his face, with a look of desire to speak but stopping.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Meng Ao asked, looking at the butler Al.

"A guest came to visit the young master, he is a lady you are very familiar with." Old Al replied seriously.

"Who is it?" Meng Ao's tone was a little surprised. Although his social circle was very large, there were not many classes close to him. Apart from the people like Ada around him, there were even fewer female characters. He couldn't remember the one among the women he was familiar with.

"It's Miss Axela Jones." Old Al reminded him respectfully. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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