The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

The people guarding outside didn't see them go out, so Lance and the two should still be in this house, but - what about people?

Thinking of this, Falsworth walked towards the second floor, but before she stepped up the stairs and took a few steps, she heard a high-pitched cry coming from the second floor.

After hearing this voice, her face suddenly turned red, and she quickly stopped her upward steps, turned around and walked down quickly.

Standing at the entrance of the stairs and taking a few deep breaths, Falsworth tried to calm his mood and secretly cursed Lance for not being faceless, and then arranged for someone to clean up the mess on the first floor.

The aftermath of these superhumans has to be handled by their S.H.I.E.L.D. professionals, otherwise when these ordinary people wake up, they may make some mess.

......

The sky outside the window gradually brightened, and the sun's rays shone through the white clouds, shining on the entire city.

"You..." Jessica's voice had a hint of husky and charm, and it sounded even more tugging.

She wrapped her hands around Lance's neck and looked at him with that bewildered look.

"Thank you for saving me," Jessica, who was lying on top of him, whispered.

"So, this is your reward?" Lance's fingers gently rubbed Jessica's smooth skin and chuckled.

Jessica suddenly blushed slightly, glared at him fiercely, and said angrily: "Yes, are you still satisfied with the big hero?"

"Of course, I'm satisfied." Lance nodded, his gaze falling on Jessica's chest.

"You're such a shameless bastard, so—what should I call you?" Jessica, who noticed his gaze, subconsciously covered her chest with her hand.

"Just call me Lance."

"Well, Lance, my name is Jessica Jones."

The two just lay on the bathroom floor talking about some irrelevant topics, chatting and affectionately.

"You... It's very special, I found that my mental state and my injuries are much better, what's going on? At this time, Jessica suddenly noticed a change in her body, and overnight, the changes brought about surprised her.

"I don't know, maybe my physique is special..." Lance couldn't explain, could it be that he could heal with woman H?

Who would believe this ridiculous theory!

"Okay then, everyone has their own secrets, it's time to get up, my back hurts a little..." Jessica's voice was full of exhaustion.

While Lance's special physique takes effect, it will also bring a certain level of exhaustion.

The amount of exercise last night was so great that Jessica felt that her legs could not be lifted at all, and her waist was about to break.

Her pretty face was slightly hot, and Lance's physical strength was really too perverted, and her physique was unbearable.

Lance didn't feel embarrassed when he heard this, he quickly helped Jessica to get up from the ground, and they didn't leave the bathroom all night....

This time the two actually washed, and Lance picked up her phone and keys from the floor and walked out of the bathroom.

Two sets of clothes were neatly arranged on the sofa outside, which made Lance a little curious, Tom this guy changed sex? This time it was really clever.

When I got closer, I found a note on my clothes.

"The hall has been cleaned, we took Kilgrave's body, the next time you come out to kill, I hope you can say hello in advance, these two sets of clothes are all gifts for you." Jacqueline stays."

Jacqueline? It seems to be Jacqueline Farsworth?

The corners of Lance's mouth twitched a few times, and looking at the pool of water stains on the floor that flowed from the bathroom, he couldn't help but think of the beautiful picture of last night.

Sure enough, men are animals that think in their lower bodies, and now they are disgraced and thrown to S.H.I.E.L.D.

The two changed their clothes, and Lance vaguely told Jessica a casual reason, such as that after I had a friend who came here to help clean up, the two planned to leave this rather luxurious villa.

"Let's separate like this..."

Jessica, who stopped at the door, looked at him with her hands in her pockets.

"What's wrong? Are you coming with me? So where are you going? Lance looked a little worried.

Jessica, who stepped forward, reached out and touched his face: "Don't worry, I'm a private investigator, and I have a way to find you, so you don't have to worry about me."

Retracting her hand and putting it back into her pocket, Jessica turned her head to look at the scenery in the distance: "What happened during this time, although I feel much better with your help, I still want to be alone for a while, maybe one day I miss you, or maybe I need your help?" Turning

to look at Lance again, as if to remember his appearance, five seconds later, Jessica turned and left.

After walking a few steps, she waved her back to Lance, as if to say goodbye, and she walked freely, as strong and independent as ever.

Silently watching her fading back, Lance also turned to leave.

Life is like this, many things are predestined, such as his fate with Jessica.

Lance, who put his hands on the back of his head, walked slowly in the direction of home, and before he left Shipps Head Bay Bay, he heard a sudden brake sound of "Zi~".

A black Chevrolet suddenly stopped next to Lance, the co-pilot's window rolled down, and he tilted his head to look, well... It's Falsworth.

"Get in the car, I'll take you back."

"Can I refuse?"

"What do you think? You owe me a favor!

Speechless, Lance had to pull the car door and sit up, fastening his seat belt by the way.

She was also right, he could barely count that he owed her personal favors, did Kilgrave have to clean up himself when he became a corpse of minced meat?

It is absolutely impossible, at most, to throw out those unconscious normal people, and then burn down the house with a fire, leaving him with no bones.

Even if S.H.I.E.L.D. monitors himself, sometimes it is still somewhat useful, at least someone will come to help him wipe his ass, and they can't do anything about themselves.

If you really can't stand yourself, if you flee the country overnight, it will be easier than now.

"Did you wait for me outside all night? Or eavesdropped inside for a night? Lance squinted his eyes and glanced at her secretly.

"Bah! Don't be narcissistic, okay? Falsworth turned his head and looked at him a few times with disgust.

"So what are you doing here? Look at your dark circles, you definitely haven't slept all night. Lance, who was even more puzzled, tilted his head and stared at her carefully.

"It's not because of what you caused!" The more he thought about it, the more angry Falsworth directly stepped on the accelerator, and Chevrolet suddenly burst out with a huge roar and galloped away.