Bringing LOL into American comics

Natasha arrived at SHIELD's headquarters in New York, and Nick was standing at the top of the building watching the screen. When Natasha got on the elevator, Nick commanded the void: "Scan" on the screen. A red line slid up and down, but Natasha in the elevator was unconscious: "The brain has no extra energy control, and no abnormalities were detected." "Data comparison." Nick frowned. "There is no difference." The mechanical sound sounded again, and at this time Natasha also came to the top. "Natasha, the elevator seemed to be shaking when it reached the 17th floor just now." Nick sat on the boss's chair and looked at Natasha quietly. At the same time, his right hand was clasped under the boss's chair. There was a place where no one was paying attention. a button. "Maybe it's because the water tank on the 16th floor is broken." Natasha smiled slightly. After hearing this answer, Nick let go of the button: "Report the mission situation." Natasha's hand shook, and two high-tech pistols appeared in her hands: "You probably didn't detect me just now, right? I feel that these two pistols and that strange energy really belong to me, rather than an external energy." Nick's brows gathered again: "This is unscientific." "Unscientific things have become more and more unscientific. More." Natasha was very calm, but actually she was a little excited inside. "What will happen if you gain abilities and fight that big guy?" Nick pointed to the location of Brazil on the map of the room. "Don't be kidding, Frank, plus me and the exchanger, the three of us combined will not be that guy's opponent. The site is not fully collected, please check the grid party. If you are already on the grid party, please turn off the browser ad blocking Plug-in can display all chapter content

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