Marvel's princess becomes king

Prehistoric humans and forerunners sounded like fantasy to Clint Barton. If he hadn't seen the serious expression on the black braised egg, which looked like his dead father, he would have thought it was some kind of reality show. Poison yourself.

Isn't this kind of thing a plot in a movie? How could it happen in reality and happen to me?

Crete Barton didn't even finish the sixth grade of elementary school, so he entered a juvenile detention center. After he came out, he lived with a few friends, robbing, robbing and robbing every day. He was very lacking in knowledge.

He has talent but no knowledge, which is one of the reasons why Hei Lu Dan recruited him.

Black Braised Dan picked up a piece of information next to him and flipped through it: "Mr. Clint Barton, you were selected for the ice hockey team when you were nine years old. The team thought highly of you at that time and thought you were strong and fast. You are fast and aware, but it is a pity that after puberty, your temper became more and more irritable, and you were eventually expelled from the team. Am I right?"

Clint Barton pursed his lips and didn't say a word.

Hei Lu Dan flipped through the information quickly: "Beating, intentionally hurting, and stealing. You and the psychiatrist in the juvenile detention center said that you feel like you have a suppressed fire in your heart, and your temper is so violent that you can't control it... You Can you still feel that fire now?”

Clint was suddenly stunned. The irritable impulse that had always affected him seemed to have disappeared. At this time, he was very calm, feeling more comfortable than ever before, and showing no signs of losing control.

"Why? What is it that has tortured me for more than ten years...?"

Black Braised Egg pointed out the window: "Look over there, tell me, what do you see?"

What's the meaning? Clint Barton looked out the window.

The glass was so bright, and it was already evening, but he could see trees outside the window, and birds on the branches. In order to avoid humans, the birds could only come out to look for food at night. Is this some kind of hummingbird? The feathers are very beautiful.

As he watched, Clint suddenly realized that he was so far away, how could he see the feathers on the hummingbird? He couldn't see clearly during the day, let alone at night!

Black Braised Egg showed a determined expression: "Do you understand? Mr. Barton, you are no longer the same as before."

Are you different from before? He looked out the window and remained silent for a long time.

Black Braised Dan put a business card on his bedside.

"If you leave this ward, you will be arrested by the Boston police on nine counts of robbery, assault, illegal possession of firearms, and vehicle theft. If you want to take a new path, you can call this number. Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and The Logistics Support Bureau will provide you with shelter, think about it carefully, Mr. Clint Barton."

Black Braised Dan pointed at his eyes, then strode out of the ward.

......

Bella didn't know that just by looking at him, the Isu gene fragments in Clint Barton's body were forcibly released, almost killing her.

Her Isu bloodline concentration of nearly 3 is completely overwhelming for a gene fragment that is less than / for ordinary people.

The other party's genes suffered huge high-level suppression, directly transitioning from semi-manifest to manifest.

Her glance gave Black Braised Egg an advantage.

Because of worries about Bella and Nata, the two of them could blow up the world. Black Braised Egg followed Natasha to Boston, made a secret observation, and picked up Clint Barton, who had awakened eagle vision due to the Isu gene.

Bella didn't know what was happening secretly. Although she encountered robbers at her book signing, it had no impact on herself.

The Boston Police Department assured the organizers that the target has been identified and further investigation is underway.

She doesn't need to worry about negotiating with the authorities. Both Random House and Chanel have upper-level channels. A worker like her who earns % of the income does not need to meddle in other people's business. She is just a tool responsible for signing signatures.

Natasha took her to eat a French meal. As a trainee agent, she exercised a lot and naturally ate a lot. This meal made Bella feel distressed.

The two then went to exercise after dinner.

"Take me to sit on that flying carpet! You promised me!"

Bella was dumbfounded, looking like a duck: "What flying carpet? Do we have this thing at home? If not, you must have remembered it wrong."

Natasha looked at her sideways and said nothing.

Seeing that it is impossible to deny the past, someone can only admit defeat.

"There are too many people here..."

Natasha snapped her fingers: "I know a good place, come with me!"

They came to a dam in the suburbs. The place was abandoned and there were no ghosts around.

Bella hesitated, but still summoned the magic carpet from the Angel Team's base.

Seeing the magic carpet floating in mid-air, the bottom of the magic carpet seemed to be supported by waves, gently swaying in the shape of water waves.

Natasha's eyes shone, and she reached out and touched the empty space under the magic carpet.

"You don't have anything down there?!"

Bella heard a black line on her forehead, saying something like this in the middle of the night in a deserted mountain? Aren't you afraid of attracting evil spirits?

She lowered the magic carpet and turned it into the shape of a staircase. She raised her legs and stepped onto the magic carpet.

Then she sat cross-legged and held out a hand to Natasha.

"Why do you have to sit cross-legged?" asked the cheap sister with curiosity on her face.

Bella really hadn't thought about this question. Aren't those people sitting on magic carpets in the animation cross-legged?

"Is it because of the center of gravity? If you stand on it, it will definitely be unstable..." Natasha concluded with her scientific perspective.

"Stop talking nonsense! Come up!" Bella grabbed her hand and flew into the sky domineeringly.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"It's so cool! Yeah!"

"Sprint! Sprint! It's great!"

Bella was afraid that Natasha would fall, so she could only hug her. Who knew that this guy was not honest enough, he kept twisting and turning in his arms, and said very affectionate words in his mouth, which made her face turn red. Already......

......

An hour later, the two landed on the ground.

It was a great time. Natasha liked these exciting things. The more exciting the better, but she still pointed out a lot of shortcomings of the magic carpet, such as not flying fast enough and not having protection. Bella ignored this. , it’s just a pretentious magic prop, not a fighter jet!

The two had a daily martial arts competition and could have gone back, but Natasha made a new request.

"My will is still weak. Is there any way you can strengthen my will?" Natasha asked holding two short sticks.

what does this mean? If I can't help it, why don't you just hit me?

"Then I'm here? You have to be mentally prepared. You will be very embarrassed next."

"Come on! I won't resist!"

Bella thought for a moment, then stretched out two fingers, with a pale white vortex lingering between them.

She showed a questioning look, and Natasha nodded, indicating that she could start.