Marvel's princess becomes king

"There have been deaths in this house." Natasha, the future ace agent, is still in the new stage and does not have the authority to access SHIELD's archives. All she learned was that the previous owner of the house committed suicide. I don’t know what happened before.

"Maybe" Bella's words were a bit perfunctory.

She had seen the two female ghosts, one fat and one thin, mentioned by this group of people. They were ordinary and had been saved long ago.

The three idiots who imitated the crime were still chattering, unaware that they had fallen into an unknown abyss.

The man with the nose ring even took out three bottles of beer from their refrigerator. Natasha's lips moved slightly, but she still endured it.

The three of them drank a few sips of wine and became more and more arrogant.

"Flat-chested girl, come and dress up that skinny girl. Quickly change your clothes. Don't force me to do it."

"You short fat man, you should change your clothes or you will die."

Bella: convex fuck pan fuck

Natasha:o￣ヘ￣o#

What the hell are flat-chested women and short fat men? You are asking for your own death.

The yelling trio couldn't help but get furious when they saw that they didn't move. The three of them took out their daggers, and the leading woman even licked her tongue.

The next moment, she saw a black muzzle pressed against her forehead. The force was so strong that it pushed her back two steps.

"You're looking for death, you bitch, but I wanted to play with you." Bella's eyes were full of evil.

Natasha on the other side didn't move as fast as she did, but she kicked the other woman down, then knocked down the earring man with an elbow, and pointed a gun at his head before the other woman got up.

The shouting trio was immediately wiped out, and the usually cool dagger looked so weak in front of the pistol.

"Is this a fake gun?" The only woman without a gun on her forehead was frightened. What is going on? Does California still have gun control laws?

Didn't it mean that there were only two ordinary girls in the house?

Facing the gun, the three were forced to stand in a row.

The three of them also thought about resisting, but with the bright muzzle of the gun right in front of them, it was a bit difficult.

"How to deal with these three guys?" Bella was a little embarrassed. It seemed inappropriate to kill them directly, pour salt on them, pour oil on them, light them on fire, then raise the ashes or send them to the police station.

"You look at them first." Natasha asked Bella to look at the three of them while she rummaged in the satchel on the side. In less than five seconds, she took out a silencer.

Watching her skillfully install a silencer on the muzzle of the gun, not to mention the threesome, even Bella was a little confused. Should she be so skillful?

Compared to her shock, the trio was just shocked.

Who in the right mind would put a silencer in their bag? The three of them regretted it. They were really full. How could they find such a family?

The lips of the two women were trembling, and the young man who looked very social was even more unbearable, and his crotch was wet.

"You're not really going to do it, are you?" Bella asked Natasha in a low voice.

Of course she knew that agents could not be measured by simple good and bad. She knew that her cheap sister had begun to receive agent training without any complicated reasoning, but she still didn't want the hands of those around her to be stained with blood.

Natasha looked at her with a half-smile, making her confused.

"Tease them and leave it to me."

A pistol with a silencer was tapped on the foreheads of the three of them. The three of them closed their eyes tightly and were frightened into a state of speechlessness.

Natasha secretly took out the injection and gave one to each of the three people's necks.

The three people were unconscious on the spot. Even in the coma, their expressions still showed fear.

"I'll ask someone to take them away. Just leave it alone and go back to your room."

Bella estimated that she wanted to ask people from SHIELD to handle it. If she was present, both parties would be awkward.

She went back to the room to watch TV. After a short time, Natasha informed her: "It has been sent away. Remember, don't tell Charlie and my mother."

"Okay, but you also have to pay attention to your own safety. Sometimes cleverness cannot solve all problems."

She gave a few warnings quite sincerely.

"I know, long-winded."

The two of them stopped playing games and agreed to go shopping tomorrow, then went back to their rooms to sleep.

After living in Los Angeles for a week, and seeing that Natasha was not feeling any discomfort, Bella started her journey with confidence. She was going to San Francisco to report and start her college life.

"Pay attention to the doors and windows, pay attention to the gas in the kitchen," she kept telling her, and Natasha pushed her out of the door impatiently.

"Don't be nagging, I'm very safe. Let's go quickly."

Bella scratched her head. To be honest, she felt that there was no need to worry about Natasha's safety. The little beauty was smart, witty, and had good marksmanship. She also trained in combat all day long. If she had time, she could fight five or six people. no problem.

The old couple on their honeymoon will be back in a few days, and there is a little female ghost guarding the house. If something happens again, ordinary people will not be able to survive.

Secretly telling Violet Harmon not to be exposed, Bella found the pickup truck that was still playing wildly outside, and then drove to Stanford University in the San Francisco Bay Area.

The motto of Stanford University is "The wind of freedom blows. Freedom is not a bad thing, but it depends on where it is used. It is very good when used in learning."

Stanford has seven colleges.

Among them, the School of Engineering, the School of Energy and Environmental Sciences, and the School of Humanities and Sciences, where Bella is going, all have undergraduate, graduate and doctoral programs.

The four schools of Medicine, Law School, School of Education, and School of Business start their studies at postgraduate level.

You said you want to study law. Sorry, because all universities in the United States do not offer undergraduate-level law majors. If you want to study law, you must obtain an undergraduate degree in other majors before you can apply for law school.

The School of Humanities and Sciences where Bella is going does not have so many requirements. In theory, she can continue her Ph.D. at Stanford with a history major.

Stanford University has four semesters a year, and Bella is admitted in the fall.

As a world-renowned private university, Stanford's tuition is also ridiculously expensive.

Paying more than yuan in tuition fees at one time really made Bella's liver hurt.

Her money is all hard-earned money, all earned by fighting the God of Death.

Everything is empty, everything is allowed, everything can be paid in installments. Since everyone is taking out loans, I’m not welcome. Bella also took out a loan.

After receiving your student number, you go through a series of enrollment procedures, and then you get a new student guide, which details what new students should do first and what they should do next. If you don’t understand this, then don’t use it. Going to college

The school provides dormitories, but dormitories cost money

This money cannot be borrowed, and it is first come, first served. If you come late, or simply have no money, then you can go and rest somewhere cool.

Bella quickly paid for it, and eight thousand dollars were transferred away. The nine-month accommodation problem was solved.