Marvel's princess becomes king

Bella wanted to stop, but others didn't want to let it go.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. In many cases, you don't just stop playing if you say you don't want to play...

After the pension lawsuit ended, Natasha went back to school in the prosperous town. As a sophomore in high school, she had to receive another two years of happy education, while Bella spent two days following the compensation case for the Flight 180 accident.

In the pension case, she received some compensation. It would be uncapitalist if she didn't receive any compensation at all. Among other things, Miss Hogarth had to pay for her legal fees. Several old people gave her some cash, plus those bearer checks, and after deducting various expenses, she had less than five dollars left in her hand. Thousand dollars.

Dividing the spoils with Natasha, the two of them got two thousand dollars each.

This little money was really spent carelessly. After eating, drinking, and shopping, there was basically not much left. Bella was more concerned about the flight compensation, and that was the bulk of the money.

After another day of court hearings, she went to a convenience store and bought a lot of food. According to Natasha's experience, if she wanted to eat something, she needed to supplement a lot of nutrients, so she made a lot of purchases for this purpose.

While he was checking out, a slightly obese middle-aged man jumped out from behind a shelf. He held a pistol in his hand and pointed the gun at Bella.

"Remember me? Miss Swan! Why don't you laugh? Didn't you laugh very happily before?" The client of the defendant, who was like a clown in the pension case, had a sinister face at this time, and the hand holding the gun was slightly Trembling, staring at Bella.

Damn it! Bella really hates the proliferation of guns. How come any cat or dog can come out with a gun?

With a distance of five meters between the two sides, she burst out with all her strength and could dodge before the opponent pulled the trigger. This pistol could not hurt her. But the current environment is not right. In front of her is a middle-aged male cashier with a slight beard, and behind her are two female customers waiting to pay. There is really not much room for escape.

"Calm down, calm down. This is a matter between us. We can resolve it ourselves. Let the irrelevant people leave first." Bella's fascination spell is completely ineffective against hostile targets, and she can only use words to persuade them. , clear away the people around you first.

Some fat middle-aged people laughed so sadly: "Do you think I will let you go? I was fired, the bank took away my house and car, and my wife and children also left me. I'm so unlucky, why don't I take a few more people away? Huh? No one is allowed to move!!! I'll kill anyone who touches them!"

Just as his expression became more and more ferocious, several big men in black rushed in from the main entrance of the convenience store, led by a fat man.

"Mr. Todd! Stark Industries will pay you enough severance! Please calm down and put down the gun!" The fat man in the lead said loudly, and several people behind him were semi-surrounded, seeming to be ready to knock down the man named Todd's middle age.

"Everyone back off, back off! Mr. Happy Hogan, I have paid so much for the company, but what is waiting for me? It's ridicule! It's cold insults and dismissal! What did I do wrong?!"

You have disgraced the company and you still say you did nothing wrong?

At this stage, Obadiah and Tony Stark still have a close uncle-nephew relationship. As Tony Stark's cronies, fat bodyguard Happy Hogan and a senior executive of the group were assigned to deal with the Phoenix case. thing.

The superficial work, such as explaining the whole story to the media, such as distributing pensions to the elderly, are all handled by the executives at the headquarters, while the fat bodyguard is responsible for some shady things, evicting the guy in front of him. It was one of them, but I didn’t expect that, despite all calculations, something went wrong.

The fat bodyguard is really not a good candidate for negotiation. He only tries to keep the other party calm.

A middle-aged man named Todd can no longer suppress his dissatisfaction. Money, honor and fame have all left him. What else is there to worry about? He gritted his teeth and fired three shots in Bella's direction "bang bang bang"!

Bella didn't care about shocking the world anymore. She pushed down the two female customers on the side with her left hand. Then she stared at the trajectory of the bullets with her eyes carefully. Her lower body did not move, and her upper body turned sideways, twisted her waist, and leaned back in a very small way. She dodged three bullets in succession. Scratching her afterimage, it hit the stubble-faced middle-aged cashier behind her...

Bella Σ(⊙▽⊙)!

She was extremely surprised. She had used her conversation and her position to adjust Todd's shooting angle. Theoretically, there should be no one behind her at this time!

Wasn't the guy who was shot on his right before? She stretched out her hand to push, but the push was empty. What was this guy doing behind her?

"Bang bang bang bang bang" a burst of gunfire rang out, and the bodyguards of Stark Industries opened fire, killing the hateful and pitiful Todd directly.

Happy, the fat bodyguard, obviously knew who Bella was, but his attention had been on Todd before and he didn't see her quickly dodging bullets. At this time, he rushed in front of her with a quick stride, as if he was worried about her safety. The few remaining bodyguards evacuated the panicked crowd, and one of them was on the phone, contacting the company's legal department.

"Hurry and save people! There is an innocent person... Innocent person, eh? Where is the person...?" Bella pushed away the protection of the fat bodyguards and wanted them to treat the middle-aged man who was shot just now. The cashier, but when she turned around, she found that there was only a pool of blood left on the ground, and a large living person suddenly disappeared.

What the hell? Are all Americans physically so strong? He was shot three times and could he still take advantage of the chaos to escape?

This guy obviously has a secret! Every random passerby she met had a secret hidden in her. She really didn't know what to say...

"Ms. Swan, we think there should be some misunderstandings. Stark Industries..." The fat bodyguard was scratching his head, as if trying to figure out how to persuade her not to pursue the matter.

Bella was also a little irritable inside. Her original intention was not to harm anyone. She never wanted to hurt anyone.

But Todd's series of encounters were inseparable from her, and she didn't want to be portrayed as an anti-Stark fighter, so she said impatiently at this time.

"This is not a personal grudge...I can pretend that what happened today didn't happen, but what about the police station?"

The fat bodyguard repeatedly promised: "There won't be any problems at the police station. You can leave now. By the way, this..."

He handed Bella a check, a bearer check for fifty thousand dollars.

Bella took the check, looked back and forth, and said in a somewhat disappointed tone: "Is this the severance package you are going to give Mr. Todd? Now use it to silence me?...Forget it, this little money will give you I'm not of much use, let alone make a fortune, and if you don't know what to do with it... then leave it to Mr. Todd's family."

She returned the check to the fat bodyguard and left fifty dollars at the cashier. Then she picked up her satchel and a pile of food, sighed, and turned around to leave the convenience store.