American Man Trading Master

Natasha walked over charmingly and put her hand on Joey's pecs.

"Tiger, you tease me when you come up. Aren't you afraid that Carter will be jealous?"

Joey put his arms around the other person's waist and pressed hard into his arms.

"Carter and I just have a pure partnership, there is no jealousy, but that is not the case with you."

"Haha, if it's the same thing, how about changing the name? Did you also tell Carter?"

Joey raised his right hand.

"I swear in the name of God, I will never tell a lie, otherwise my faith will collapse... By the way, we haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't you come to the room with me for a drink? It just so happens that I recently bought a few bottles. liquor."

Natasha put her hand on Joey's mouth, which was getting closer and closer.

"I have to report the mission to the director in a while. I don't have time for the moment. I will definitely kill the tiger next time."

Natasha struggled away slightly, breaking away from Joey's embrace like a slippery fish, and left the gym with a chuckle.

Not long after Natasha left, Carter also changed into sportswear and came here. After the two had a sparring session, Carter asked about Natasha intentionally or unintentionally.

"I heard that Natasha has finished her undercover mission at Stark Industries and has come back to report to the director. Have you seen her?"

Joey looked serious.

"No, Natasha is our senior, and she still has to work as an undercover agent. It's really hard. We must learn from senior Natasha, dedicate ourselves to SHIELD, and shed every last drop of our blood!"

"Really? But why have I seen Natasha appear near here before?"

Carter looked at Joey with a scrutinizing gaze, and Joey showed an expression of "I can't do it."

"Maybe I was passing by. I was just doing my selfless exercise and didn't notice it. Okay, the rest time is over, let's continue working!"

After saying that, Joey quickly rushed towards a sandbag, and soon a "bang bang" hammering sound was heard...

I don’t know if it’s because of time travel that Joey’s soul and spiritual power have been strengthened, or for some other reason. In short, Joey is very talented in practicing domineering.

Needless to say, it only took Joey a week to awaken to the armament color Haki, which places great emphasis on physical strength.

Of course, awakening does not mean that you can use it flexibly, let alone wrapping it with armed colors and wrapping a layer of black armor on the body like in the anime.

But even if he was temporarily unable to engage in armed entanglement, Joey's physical attack and defense had been greatly improved. Just two days ago, he had just competed with Natasha and crushed her with one hand.

So much so that after changing positions to the bedroom, the other party had to be on top, and even called it a comeback.

After awakening his armed color, Joey was no longer prepared to stay at SHIELD headquarters.

Even the toilets here were monitored, and it was too easy for secrets to be exposed, so on the eighth day after returning from Africa, Joey left DC and headed to his real base, Manhattan, New York.

Yes, Joey's home base is New York, because his parents are native New Yorkers, and they are powerful ones, not New York's nouveau riche.

It is precisely because of such a pair of parents that Joey can own a luxury apartment of more than 200 square meters in a prime location in Manhattan.

When Joey returned to Manhattan, it was already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. He opened the door with his fingerprint, and the moment he walked in, he noticed that there was someone in the house, and it was stuck to the ceiling.

The black shadow flashed, and the evil wind hit the top of Joey's head. Joey directly rolled the suit jacket on his hand into a rope and put it across his head, quickly wrapping it around the other person's hand.

Just when he was about to tie the opponent with a joint technique, there was a sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed from the opponent's fingers, and then five razor-sharp claws popped out, cutting Joey's suit with a light cut.

"NO~~~This is a private order!!"

The moment the opponent broke free, he turned over in mid-air, and then slammed his knees into Joey's chin.

Joey didn't give the other person a chance to exert his strength at all. He hugged the other person's waist and threw him viciously onto the sofa.

The attacker's physical skills were excellent, even comparable to Natasha's. The moment his body came into contact with the sofa, he quickly jumped up and used the darkness to move quickly. He then approached Joey from behind and grabbed the back of Joey's head with one claw.

Darkness is an obstacle for ordinary people, but for Joey, who has the ability to see and understand, it has no effect at all.

He didn't even need to look back, he accurately judged the angle of the opponent's attack, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and twisted it behind him.

After his left hand was caught, the attacker did not give up. He waved his right paw and continued to attack, but Joey still caught him accurately and was pushed to the sofa again.

This time Joey didn't give her a chance to get away. While holding the opponent's hands, he pressed his body up. There was a huge weight difference between the two parties, and coupled with their postures, the attacker was completely helpless.

"Kitten, if you don't behave, I will take off your pants and spank you!"

"Okay, okay, I surrender."

Joey snorted, then let go, and turned on the lamp next to him.

It was then that the true face of the attacker was revealed. She was actually a woman wearing blue and black tights, a mask on her face, and waist-length hair.

What's unusual is that the other person's hair is actually white, but it's not the pale color of an old man, but a silvery white with a charming luster.

Joey reached out and took off the other person's mask, revealing a face that was more beautiful than Carter and as seductive as Natasha.

Joey leaned over and kissed the other person's mouth, and the two separated after a wet French kiss.

"Felicia, how have you been lately? By the way, you won't be staying at my place during this time, right? Let me go...what's going on with those jewelry? You don't regard this as your den for selling stolen goods, do you?"

Joey quickly walked to the small bar in the living room and found that the bar was filled with all kinds of beautiful jewelry, including gemstones, diamonds, and even precious oriental porcelain. This looked like stolen goods. After all, if it was consumer goods, it was I wouldn't buy one with such a huge difference in style.

"Unlike some people, I have a pair of rich parents who can give away apartments worth tens of millions of dollars at a time. I live in Manhattan, and I can't go to the suburbs with my things after I get it."

"So you use this place as a warehouse?"

Joey looked at Felicia speechlessly. At this time, she should be given another name that is more suitable, that is the celebrity in the New York theft world, Black Cat!The equivalent of DC’s Catwoman next door.

Black Cat, Felicia Hardy, is a character in comics related to Spider-Man. She is only a supporting character. However, because this character is very sexy, and she is also the rumored girlfriend of Spider-Man Peter Parker, she even let the real one out for a time. His girlfriend Mary Jane is jealous, so her popularity is quite high.

In this world, Joey got to know each other while helping the New York police catch thieves. The two had a fight at that time, and Joey was of course the winner.

Although Felicia, who was born as a wild child, has good skills, she is far behind the Ace Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

After being subdued by Joey, Felicia became Joey's girlfriend with the purpose of joining if she couldn't beat him. The two kept hooking up. Even the black cat knew that Joey was a playboy and she was not the only one with girlfriends. But she didn't care, and later on, the relationship between the two was more like friends of gunfire than boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Not only do you use this place as a den for selling stolen goods, but you just cut my suit. It seems that I haven't beaten you in the past two months. You are itchy!"

After that, Joey picked up the black cat and rushed directly into the bedroom. After a while, the sound of gunfire rang out...