Chapter 1299 Adding Fuel to the Flames and Growing Doubts

Sarcasm is an art. Sometimes one person's sarcasm can drive another into a madness beyond reason, to do stupid things that he can't control himself. But sometimes, ridicule can touch the heart and make a person completely let go of his guard and prejudice against another person.

Just like now, when Havoc mocked all the setbacks that Harry encountered in the process of chasing Skye in this way, Harry immediately poured bitterness on him as if he had met a confidant Come.

Although this approach could not improve everything he experienced, it was enough for him to obtain a kind of mental relaxation in a short period of time. And under this relaxation, Harry has unknowingly shortened the relationship with Havoc.

The two still had a good time talking. And in this friendly atmosphere of communication, Harry has already quickly established an understanding of the catastrophe. He knew that this man who looked older than himself was a doctor and then a capitalist. He knew that this doctor had saved many people and given them new life. Overall, this is a man worthy of his respect. And this kind of understanding was not given to him by the introduction of his father before.

Communication is a matter between two people, and the intervention of outsiders can only serve as a matchmaker at most. Old Osborn's attitude couldn't affect Harry, let alone Havoc. And under the tacit understanding of intentional cooperation between them, they soon established a basic friendship.

Harry obviously admired the catastrophe, and in his opinion, it must be his luck to befriend someone who did such a good deed. For Havoc, Harry, an interesting young man, is also a worthy friend. One would fight and the other would suffer, so soon, when Natasha and Skye walked back holding each other's arms, they saw Havoc and Harry, shoulder to shoulder, drunk.

Of course, it was Harry who was drunk. Although he also drank a lot of wine, Havoc's physical fitness was not comparable to Harry's. To him, what he just drank was just water. For Harry, it was loneliness and torture.

Alcohol is never a good thing, especially if you drink too much. Dizziness and nausea were still a secondary problem, the crux of the problem was that Harry couldn't control his emotions at all right now. If Skye hadn't come back in time, maybe the current Harry would have vomited all his sadness with tears and snot in his nose. And precisely because he came back in time, Skye was able to stop him in time to prevent him from making such a fool of himself.

"Harry, you're drunk. What the hell are you doing drinking so much?"

As she said so, her eyes gave Hao Hao a vicious look. Obviously, she has already blamed everything on Hao Hao. And this made Hao Hao very helpless. After all, wine was what Harry wanted to drink, so could he stop him? He was about to defend himself, but Harry raised his head first, and smiled at Skye.

"I don't care about Reinhardt, I want to drink it myself. Daisy, there are some things I want to tell you. Daisy, I really like you. But why, you just don't want to give me a positive reply Woolen cloth?"

Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, although Harry can't be regarded as a coward, but he can't say such words in normal times. That is to say, he had the courage to say such things when he was drunk. Upon hearing his words, Skye immediately changed his expression.

First anger, then shame, and finally all kinds of complicated emotions intertwined. It is estimated that only this kind of men and women who are in secret love can have such strange and complicated emotions. But no matter what, she didn't slap Harry at this time, which was already the best situation at the moment.

"You're drunk, Harry. Where's your room? I'm sending you to rest!"

Watching Harry pointing in a direction unsteadily,

Skye immediately gritted his teeth, dragged his body and walked towards the direction he indicated. And just after they leaned on each other and disappeared into the crowd, Natasha came to the side of Havoc and teased him like this.

"You really have a bad taste. After suffering from old Osborne, do you have to get it back from his son? And still in this way?"

"This is not an act of revenge. In fact, I am helping this little guy, right? If I don't give him a push, then maybe this little guy will miss something? After all, waiting too much, often waiting It’s a pity to come.”

Hao Jie said this in the tone of a person who has experienced it. Obviously, he played with the idea of ​​helping others. It's just that this is just his own idea. As for his idea, Natasha completely opposed it.

"I feel that your approach is wrong, my dear. You may do this out of good intentions, but this kind of good intentions may not necessarily achieve the good results you imagined. Especially with them, your The effect of this approach may push them into a bad situation that no one can predict."

"Is it bad?"

Havoc, who didn't understand why Natasha did this, couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He didn't think what he did was wrong, but Natasha's judgment couldn't be unfounded. So he needs a reason, a reason that can explain everything. And soon, Natasha secretly told him the reason.

"That little girl named Daisy. Her purpose of appearing here is not that simple. In fact, even her identity is not simple. Remember Coulson? She is the direct descendant of Coulson, and he brought The kind that came out, and would never betray him."

"Wow?" A slightly surprised expression was revealed, and a playful smile appeared on Hao Hao's face immediately. "So I seem to have witnessed a scene in a movie? An agent on a mission falling in love with his target?"

"It's no fun. Skye's a good girl, and she might ruin herself by doing it!"

Angrily slapped Hao Hao, Natasha stood on the standpoint of her senior and began to complain for her junior. As for this, Hao Hao hugged her slender waist, and said to her with a smile.

"Harry is a good boy too, why don't you want this to ruin him?"

"Because in matters between men and women, it is women who suffer! So of course I want to stand on our women's side."

"I think it's Harry who will be hurt more by this kind of thing. There's no way. Who told him to be so honest?"

The two began to whisper intimately. It could be seen that they were very worried about the tangled couple on the surface, but in fact, they had no intention of providing them with any help at all. Of course, they can't help with this kind of thing. Because love is something that no one can stop.

Skye led Harry to the bedroom he indicated with difficulty, and just as she was halfway there, old Osborne appeared in front of their eyes like a ghost. It can be seen that he is really in a bad mood now, so even when facing Skye, his face is still cold and stiff.

"What happened to Harry? How did he get so drunk?"

It's more like an interrogation than an interrogation. And maybe because of the ghost in his heart, Skye didn't feel any indignation because of his tone, but answered his question honestly and carefully.

"It seems that because he had a good chat with Mr. Reinhardt, he drank a lot of wine. I was going to take him to my room to rest."

"His room is here!" Stretching out his finger to a door, old Osborne turned sideways to make way for the passage. And Skye had just dragged Harry out two steps, but he suddenly asked him this way. "By the way, I saw you chatting with that Natasha for a while before. So can I know what you talked about?"

"I asked her for an autograph, and then we talked a little bit about everyday superheroes. You know, I'm a fan of them, and it's not easy for women to do what they do."

While explaining this, Skye took out a signed note from his bag. This was something she left on purpose when she was chatting with Natasha just now, in order to find a reasonable reason for her behavior. This is just a precautionary measure, but I didn't expect it to work so quickly.

Seeing that Skye took out such a thing, old Osborne raised the wine glass in his hand as if relieved.

"It makes sense, such a woman is indeed worthy of respect. By the way, I still have things to do here, so Harry can only entrust you to you for the time being, Miss Johnson!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Osborne. I'll take care of him!"

Nodding his head, Skye, who always held his heart in his heart, walked away from Osborn carefully. And it wasn't until their figures completely disappeared with the opening and closing of the door that old Osborne turned around with a gloomy expression.

"How is the investigation of the thing you were asked to investigate just now?"

The old housekeeper who didn't know when appeared behind him respectfully lowered himself, and then replied to him in a low voice.

"I have already asked our friends. They said that the Black Widow has indeed completely left the Sky Hammer Bureau and no longer works for any government department. It is said that the Vice President has approached her, but the final result is actually not How pleasant. That Mr. Reinhardt is not a good talker, and Black Widow seems to listen to him very much. He is unwilling to cooperate, and no one can force Black Widow to do anything."

"Then, what is the relationship between Harry's girlfriend, Daisy Johnson, and her? Have you investigated her background?"