Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Chapter 20 Damn black braised eggs

As a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., he has undergone numerous special trainings in the Red Room.

Black Widow will never allow herself to have things she doesn’t remember!

She must find what she forgot just now!

But after the psychological suggestion of Hell Lord Mephisto, how can a human being remember what happened in detail?

What she can't remember is naturally impossible to remember.

The things she can remember are naturally the things that Mephisto allows her to remember.

Black Widow Natasha lowered her head, closed her eyes, cleared her mind, concentrated, and began to recall what happened today?

After a busy day at Stark Industries Building, on my way home from get off work, the mission target, my current boss, and I went to a Sichuan restaurant.

The owner of the Sichuan restaurant, Lao Mo, is a somewhat lazy and slovenly middle-aged Asian man, and a very fun-loving cook.

Lao Mo made us a very artistic dish called Hell's Feast.

It tastes very delicious, but a bit spicy. I ate three or four Daemons and it was already too spicy to bear.

I really want to drink water.

I'm more curious about what the green devil I ate was?

So I asked Lao Mo.

Lao Mo smiled and said the devil's name was Satanish.

After that, he told us some stories about demons in various myths.

Even the daughter of God-King Odin is a demon...how ridiculous!

This is all what happened today...

But what exactly have I forgotten?

That must be a very important thing!

Damn it!

Fuck!

I must find what I forgot!

…

five minutes later.

Natasha opened her eyes suddenly, her pupils dilated, her eyes were filled with fear and shock, and she gasped for air!

She remembered!

18 Black Street is not a Sichuan restaurant at all, but an ice cream shop!

Yes, that’s right, that’s it!

This is something that cannot be forgotten!

I want to report something to Director Nick!

"Miss Ellie, what's wrong with you? You feel very uncomfortable."

Zhou Ran saw something was wrong with Black Widow's state, turned his head and smiled, and asked worriedly.

Black Widow Natasha gave a fake smile and said: "Boss, you know that women have uncomfortable days every month! What I ate just now was too spicy, and I may have to come early... Oh, damn, my

That relative, she may be on her way..."

Whether it’s time to say it or not, women are really good at lying.

It's even better for a beautiful woman to lie.

And if a beautiful senior female agent who has undergone special training lies, it is simply because her mother has given her the best tricks!

It is simply that no male creature on earth can tell the difference between true and false.

Women have unparalleled talents in lying, and beautiful women have even more talents.

Well, of course, there are exceptions to this. For example, a bald professor who has been in a wheelchair for a long time and wears a helmet all the time, who is particularly afraid of having his head smashed by his good friend Magneto, he can still tell the difference.

For example, a lunatic who is mentally disturbed and loves to laugh can also tell the difference.

For example, a doctor who has a lot of psychology points and likes to use the liver of a census enumerator and broad beans with red wine can also tell the difference.

For example, a middle-aged man who is very kind and compassionate and likes Buddhism can also tell the difference.

But Zhou Ran is obviously not among them.

Hearing Black Widow's answer, Zhou Ran felt a little embarrassed, as it involved Black Widow's privacy.

He coughed lightly and asked: "Well, Miss Ai Li, what size do you usually use... No..."

"What I mean is... there is a 24-hour adult convenience store downstairs... you can..."

Zhou Ran quickly shut up before he finished speaking.

He loosened his tie and took two deep breaths!

oh!

Damn it!

Fuck!

What was I talking about just now?

Why does it feel so strange?

A bit obscene and not a gentleman at all!

Black Widow looked at the comfortable and restless Zhou Ran, and couldn't help it. She chuckled and joked: "Boss, Ellie discovered that you are not as serious and cold as you thought, nor are you a completely abstinent man...

…Aren’t you quite good at this?”

Zhou Ran slowly stopped the car and turned off the engine, coughed lightly, handed an umbrella to the black widow, and said: "Ai Li, we're home. There is an adult convenience store ten meters to the left opposite... There should be things you need in there.

…I think as a relatively independent woman, you don’t need me to accompany you!”

Natasha took the umbrella, nodded with a smile, then winked at Zhou Ran, straightened her proud chest, and said extremely charmingly: "Boss, wait for me on the bed... Ai Liyi

Come back soon!"

After saying that, Natasha opened the car door and walked towards the adult convenience store.

Zhou Ran looked at Natasha's back, shook his head, sighed, picked up the umbrella and got out of the car.

Hey, I’m so damn tired!

Acting is so tiring!

It’s so tiring to pretend not to know Black Widow and this female agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.!

There is no other way, he has to continue to act!

I can only hope that Black Widow can find what she is looking for soon and leave soon!

Anyway, I, Zhou, really can’t get rid of him.

It can only be said that the performance of Black Widow is still not up to standard. A delicate girl who is afraid of thunder and lightning can actually go to a convenience store alone in the dark night, in the heavy rain, lightning and thunder, without accompanying her.

This is so out of character for her!

Zhou Ran had already raised a disdainful middle finger for Black Widow in his heart, Widow Sister, your acting is so bad!

Natasha couldn't help but sneeze as she walked towards the convenience store.

She raised her head and looked at the laser lightning that spanned the entire sky, as well as the strong wind that howled from time to time, the pouring rain, and felt the cold air rising from the surface.

Natasha walked one foot deeper than the other on the street that was already past her calves and was about to become a river.

Suddenly I felt a little regretful, regretting that I had come up with such a bad idea like the director.

No, my idea was not wrong. The one who was wrong was Director Nick. He misunderstood what I meant by Black Widow!

Fuck!

This damn black braised egg!

Why are you so honest?

Aren't you usually the most hypocritical and cunning person?

Nick, you idiot!

Even if I ask you to arrange for it to rain, it won't rain!

Can this rain keep falling?

All I need is an excuse to get closer to my mission goal!

Don't you know how to make a show of raining?