Chapter 41 Superman Requests to Fight

"What's the idea?" Natasha was stunned.

Leon began to collect the items on the workbench, preparing to make a batch of inhibitors.

"I'll help you deal with the red house. How about you take your companions to work for me and serve me?"

No one can refuse a group of female agents with extraordinary skills, who can fly planes and enter kitchens, to serve themselves all over the world.

"I can get the services of a group of top agents, you can destroy the red house, and the other widows can escape control and find their next home. Win-win-win-win!"

As for the win-win mentioned at the beginning, Leon himself not only achieved the goal of destroying the red house, but also gained a group of subordinates by the way. He won twice.

"What do you think of my proposal?"

As he spoke casually, Leon kept moving his hands.

His hands left an afterimage when operating on the workbench, but each operation was extremely precise, and the ratio of each milliliter of reagents was perfect.

Natasha watched in amazement: "How are you going to solve the red house?"

Don't know why.

She didn't have any doubt about Leon's words.

From the bottom of my heart, I feel that as long as the other person is willing.

It would definitely destroy the red house that made her tremble.

"So you agree?" Leon asked without looking back.

Natasha was silent for a few seconds: "I agree. After destroying the red house, I will cooperate with you to persuade other widows to join."

"But I can't guarantee that they will agree. As for me, I am yours now."

Natasha's crispness made Leon stop what he was doing.

"Are you serious?" He turned around in shock, "You don't even want to ask what I want you to do?"

What is this inexplicable trust?

Generally speaking, shouldn't we make a three-part agreement with him after careful consideration so that he cannot order the widows to do anything that violates morality?

For some reason, Leon looked at Natasha and felt that this woman exuded more charm.

Natasha shook her head: "Believe me, as long as you can destroy the red house, they will be willing to do anything for you."

"What about you?" Leon asked.

"I said from the beginning, I owe you a life." Natasha put her hands on the table, approached Leon and looked into his eyes.

"I will do whatever you ask me to do. If I can't do it, I will have to give my life back to you." Her breath sprayed on Leon's face.

Natasha's charming eyes are as silky as silk, and she really grasps the man's desire to conquer.

What she meant clearly was that she would not do anything against her will.

But when it came to her mouth, it turned into a euphemism that if she couldn't do it, she would pay with her life.

Even if Leon heard such words of completely entrusting his life, he might not be able to help but feel moved.

Except this time, obviously.

"Oh! You smell like this! Don't get so close! I've said it before, you can use the bathroom in my room upstairs as you like. Now go and clean it up for me!" Leon pinched his nose with a look of disgust on his face. Stay away from Natasha.

Although it suppresses part of the super sense of smell.

But as he got closer, Natasha's faint sewer smell still made him feel quite uncomfortable.

"Me, my taste!?" Natasha looked blank, as if she had been struck by lightning.

Leon didn't explain anything, and directly ordered Daidai to see off the guests: "Dadai, push her out and don't let her in until she's washed. Anyway, it's useless for her to stay here while I'm making the inhibitor!"

Dadui obediently rolled the pulley under his feet, put his mechanical arm on Natasha's back, and pushed her out.

Natasha was still in a daze until she walked into the bathroom in Leon's room.

This was the first time that she was disgusted by others when she used her charm.

"Do I really stink?" She raised her hand and smelled her armpits, "No... the chemical deodorant has obviously covered up the smell of the sewer."

Natasha doubtfully took off her combat uniform and clicked on the electronic screen on the wall to release hot water.

"Well, I haven't had a hot bath like this for a long time. It's so comfortable... Could it be that Leon actually cares about me?"

A smile appeared on her red lips: "So he is still a arrogant little brother...after all, he is only seventeen or eighteen years old."

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"It looks like you're ready? That's just right. I've also prepared enough inhibitors here."

An hour and a half later, Natasha and Leon met in the living room.

At this time, the huge sun disk has fallen below the sea level. The living room of Stark's mansion is orange-red, and the shadows of all the furniture are stretched very long.

Natasha was still wearing the black combat uniform.

However, after she took a bath and washed and dried the combat suit with the smart cleaning machine.

Leon was finally able to face her image.

——Natasha’s figure is not tall, but she is at her peak. She is slim, curvy, and full of feminine charm.

However, the most attractive thing is her temperament and her amber eyes.

Every look in those eyes seemed to hide a thousand words and express a thousand emotions.

Leon was thinking as he looked at her.

No wonder Natasha always goes on missions without covering her face.

Her eyes are really so recognizable.

Even if the whole body is covered tightly.

But anyone who saw her knew it was her when they saw those eyes.

"We're ready, so what's our plan? Why do you sound like you're about to attack the Red House?"

Natasha looked at Leon: "And why are you wearing a windbreaker? Could it be that your steel armor is hidden inside?"

"Wait, am I right?"

As Tony Stark's younger brother, it's not surprising that Leon would have a steel suit called Natasha.

"You are wearing battle armor, are you going to take me to overthrow the red house now?"

Natasha asked a series of questions.

She was a little excited and hesitant at the same time.

In the evaluation system of Red House, the most valuable thing about steel armor is actually the technology on it.

As for the armor itself, at most it only has the combat power of a flying formation.

What the Red House is most indispensable for is flight formations.

"Should we make a plan first?" Natasha wanted to persuade Leon to calm down.

Li Ang shook his head and put the box containing the inhibitor on the ground.

"The plan? The plan is to find the red house and kill all the members of the organization."

He held the collar of his windbreaker with both hands: "But you guessed part of it right just now."

"I do intend to take you directly to the Red House."

"It's just that I'm not going in steel armor."

After saying that, Leon pulled his hands, pulled open the collar and threw the windbreaker on the sofa.

"Not wearing steel armor? It's not that I don't believe you Leon, maybe you don't know much about the red house. I think we can...wtf!!"

Natasha hesitated and wanted to persuade her again.

As a result, the next moment, she saw Leon pulling open his collar to reveal the S-shaped logo on his chest, and she suddenly cursed.

"You are Superman!?"

Natasha was surprised and happy. It felt like a big cake suddenly fell from the sky and covered her face with cream.

"Are you really Superman?"

She asked again unsurely, but her eyes were already full of energy, as beautiful as crystal.

"certainly."

Leon spread his hands, and Natasha immediately stepped forward to hold his chest muscles, and touched every hard muscle.

"Oh my God, it feels like an ancient Greek sculpture!"

She couldn't help but exclaim, "No wonder you are so strong, no wonder your breasts are so beautiful!"

"So you are Superman!"

Natasha felt no pressure at all now.

She was suddenly so happy, like a little girl entering Disneyland for the first time.

Leon was the big, soft Mickey doll in her hands.

This is superman!

As the top agent of the Red Room, how could Natasha not know about this internet celebrity who has become globally famous in recent days.

Even the superpowers have to worry about his power, and it's not easy to deal with the little red house.

At this moment, Natasha felt that she was so right to come and invade the Stark mansion today.

"Ahem, just stop touching her. Are you ready? Let's go when we are ready!" Leon interrupted Natasha's intrusive movements with a slight cough.

Natasha reluctantly took back her hand and nodded solemnly: "Let's go!"

At this time, the orange sunshine in the evening shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The sun fell on Leon.

Extend his shadow to the farthest wall in the room.

Natasha stood in the shadow, and Leon in her eyes seemed to be covered with a golden shimmer.