The five thousand year old girl of Meiman

"Diana Prince, if you have paid attention to the news recently, you should be familiar with me." Although Diana was speaking to Wick, her eyes were always staring at the ice cream in her hand.

"Yeah." Wick didn't care about Diana's attitude when she spoke to him. It can be said that the biggest news in recent months is that this woman collaborated with Tony Stark as the Insight.

"Don't you need to call a doctor to take a look?" John Wick's face was gradually losing color, and Diana was afraid that the next moment this man would die in her house.

It doesn't matter if someone dies in the house, the main thing is that if this person dies, no one will pay for her floor.

Now Diana has completely forgotten that Tony Stark was solely responsible for all expenses of this apartment.Now she doesn't want to spend money to clean up the house.

Wick felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he was no longer able to speak, but now he could only apologize to Diana and the most important person in his heart.

"Boom."

Wick fell to the ground, unable to answer Diana's question.

"Meow~"

Gugu looked at Diana in confusion, as if asking Diana if this person was dead.

Perhaps John Wigger has the innate ability to make animals friendly, and even alien creatures will be attracted.

"It's okay, he can't die." Diana took a closer look at Wick's injuries. In fact, there were no major problems. It was just severe dehydration and blood loss that caused the guy to faint.

"I seem to remember that there is a household medicine box in this house." Diana put down the ice cream in her hand and started looking for the household medicine box.There was at least some gauze or something inside, so he could be bandaged first to prevent him from actually dying in his apartment.

While Diana rummaged through the home medicine cabinet, she also called the Continental Hotel in New York.

Winston, who was reviewing the new gold coins on the hotel rooftop, saw that it was Diana's phone call and no longer cared about the gold coins in his hand.She signaled to wait for him to answer the phone before continuing to review the new gold coin: "Hello, Miss Diana."

"Well, one of your killers is injured. Now he's here with me. I suggest you find a doctor to come and take care of him." Diana's voice was always a little noisy.

Winston doesn't care what Diana is doing now, he is only worried about whether what happened to the killer will arouse this resentment: "I understand, miss. Did it bring you any unexpected trouble? "

"That's not true, but when the time comes, you'd better take care of my floor. It's stained by that guy." Diana had already found the household medicine box.

Diana did not move Wick, but roughly ripped open his clothes where Wick fell.

Regarding the wounds on Wick's body, Diana's dressing method could not be said to be gentle, it could only be said to be almost rough.

Only the way of tying the knot at the end revealed a little bit of Diana's girlishness, a beautiful bow.

Diana clapped her hands with satisfaction and ignored the guy who had been bandaged into a rice dumpling.

Just when Diana was getting ready to take a rest, there was a knock on the door.

"Here we come." Diana tightened her bathrobe. After all, she had not called the Continental Hotel for three minutes.Unless the Continental Hotel arranged a helicopter to fly over.

What's more, the hotel didn't call itself.

As soon as she opened the door, a dark gun was pointed at Diana's chest.

"Relax, we are just here to take someone away, there will be no danger to you." A strong Italian-flavored English came to Diana's ears.

It was a team of black suits. The leader was a typical Italian man. His handsome face full of Italian style had an expression that made people look trustworthy, just like a gentle and considerate neighbor. man.

The man waved his hand, signaling the guy who had been pointing his gun at Diana's chest to put away his gun.

"Ricardo, in case... (Italian)" the man said to the leader named Ricardo in Italian.

"That's just a little girl. She's only wearing a bathrobe. What danger can there be? (Italian)" Ricardo didn't realize that Diana would pose any threat to them. "I bet there's nothing in this little girl." Wear, I know this kind of woman best. (Italian)”

Even though the faces of the men around him had that inexplicable smile, Ricardo's face still had that gentle and considerate expression, without any change at all.

"I'm curious, why wasn't I notified downstairs? How did you get up here? (Italian)" Diana held her hands and glanced at the men in front of her.

These people are a little surprised that this beautiful girl can actually speak Italian?

Ricardo's originally gentle face also changed: "Since you know everything, please get out of the way." This time Ricardo did not speak Italian, but spoke to Diana in English.

Diana shook her head: "You didn't say, how did you get up here?"

Diana didn't smell blood on them, nor did she hear any gunshots nearby, so she was particularly curious about how these people let them come up from downstairs.

Ricardo no longer had the same attitude as at the beginning. He faced the man who had pointed a gun at Diana and pulled aside the obviously uncooperative woman.

This can't be blamed on Ricardo. He only recently returned to the United States, and when he came back, he was a little bit troubled by a killer from the Continental Hotel.

Naturally, he didn't recognize the woman in front of him.

In his eyes, Diana might just be a canary raised by some rich man here. After all, it's not like Russian rich people in America can't do this kind of thing.

As long as this woman is not injured, there will be no big trouble.

The man pointed the gun at Diana's head, tilted the muzzle, and motioned for Diana to step aside.

Diana no longer struggled with how these people got here. After taking action, everything was known.

Ricardo only felt a white figure moving around, and he was the only one left around him.

"Can you answer me now, how did you get up here?" Diana still had the gun in the hand of the man who pointed the gun at her.

With a slight squeeze of his delicate hands, the pistol turned into a pile of parts.

"Come on, let's talk." Diana stopped her hand completely this time, at least there was no blood splattering everywhere. She didn't want to go back and take a shower again, "I really didn't expect you to still have my house. The man inside could reach my room so easily."

When had Ricardo ever seen this happen?She was obviously a harmless-looking woman, with some traces of fitness at most, and she never thought that such a scene would happen.

"When the Israelis renovated this hotel, they left a secret passage to leave here in case of emergency. You can go there without passing the front desk." Ricardo's impatient expression has long since faded away. , I just hope that Diana will let him go.

Although this is impossible.

Diana left a light "Thank you", and the next moment the pistol part in her hand passed through Malcador's forehead.

"It's not as good as my small building." Diana missed her own small mansion.

The Ark Reactor I snatched back has not been used yet.

And at least there won't be any weird secret passage that allows people to come in so easily.