Chapter 82 Dialogue

At this time, Daludan opened the door and walked in, and said to everyone, "Can you give us two separate times? Oh and you, Mr. Tony Stark."

After they all went out, Lu Dan looked at Watson and said, "Do you mind introducing me to your big guy?"

"Big guy? Just like the others, just a pet~ albeit a little bigger."

"A little bit? I'm probably not as big as my fingernails!"

"So it's still a pet. By the way, you've seen Xiao Bang anyway. Help it get a passport."

"Okay, then let it..."

"Don't even think about it, if it's not with me, it will get angry."

"Do you think I would believe it?" Daludan shook his head and looked at the two and said, "Gentlemen, I think you should also know that you are not the only two of you."

Daludan took out a document, looked at Watson and continued: "There is always a lot of trouble in this world, and in my opinion, you were also a trouble, and a big trouble. But... I believe Agent Romanoff, and she believes in you. There are many people like you in this world, but they have no good intentions in their hearts. So, I want to talk to you about the Avengers."

Tony looked at the document Nick Fury handed him and said, "You actually want to hire me as a consultant? But haven't you hired a big detective as a consultant?"

Nick Fury pointed to Watson and said:

"Watson, is the special strategic advisor and tactical support advisor of S.H.I.E.L.D. now."

He pointed to Tony and said:

"And you're a consultant."

"Why do I feel like I'm a janitor?"

"It doesn't matter Tony, I can give it to you, anyway, I'm just a name." Then he looked at the braised egg and asked, "What about your other candidates?"

"It's just you and Agent Romanoff and Agent Patton for now. I'm still looking for other suitable candidates."

in Tony's car.

"Detective, what do you think of the big boy plan he said?" Tony asked, turning around in the car.

Watson put his feet up in the car and said lazily: "I never intended to be at the mercy of the big braised egg. He is an obsessive-compulsive disorder and a mentally ill person who wants to master everything~ He will always stimulate you or motivate you in any way. You help him with your life, but the layout is a little smaller, even though he thinks he stands tall. As for this plan, it is his ambition and his conscience. After all, considering the current strength of the earth, the big boy plan is still quite Not bad. As for what kind of consultant, it's useless for me now, what about you?"

"I feel that the big boy plan is useless, I can maintain world peace by myself, ah, and you, we are the golden partner~ As for that consultant, I plan to accept, S.H.I.E.L.D.? They should have the largest data in the world and database, I think Jarvis should be able to help me get something useful, and I still prefer this SHIELD over the military group of people who are not smart and only suitable for business. However, I I didn't intend to follow the mercy, consultant, isn't it just accepting consultation~"

"Hahaha yes, consultant, just accept consultation."

"Okay, can you put your feet down? You're not helping me clean the car!"

Watson shrugged and put his feet down. "Stingy."

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Tata, just when Natasha came to the corner.

"You've changed a lot, especially after the party for Laura."

Natasha stopped and turned around. It was Clinton.

"It is clear?"

"Yes, obviously."

Clinton took the pulse bow Ⅰ that Watson had given him in his hand, walked to the other wall and leaned on it gently,

Looking at Natasha's profile, he said: "... Watson is very special and powerful. This is how I felt when I experienced the 'Wonderful Journey' for the first time. To be honest, that first meeting was really great. Not good. But the second time we met, he rescued me once, and after cleaning up the group of Hydras, he rescued two ordinary people from the sea of ​​​​fire. He is not only powerful but also has a sense of justice..."

"Okay Clinton, what do you want to say?"

"I think you guys are a good match, but I can see that you're still...hesitating?"

Natasha was silent for a while and muttered: "A good match? Me?" Some deep voices seemed to be answering Clinton, and seemed to be asking herself.

Natasha pursed her dry lips and said: "You know me Clinton, I used to owe too much blood debt, and now I often dream that those blood dripping hands seem to be pulling me into the abyss... ·"

Speaking of this, she seemed to remember those nightmares again, the cruel training she had done in the past, the fact that she was pushed onto the operating table, and the innocent people she killed.

Natasha lowered her head and touched the 'Hongyan' on her chest. She said in silence for a while, "Also... when I was at Aunt Liya's house, everyone was drinking and playing happily, but... ...except for one person, and that's me. You know how I fit in with them. It wasn't anything at the time, I was just doing my job. But now that I think about it..."

"A little sad?"

"I feel a little guilty, especially every time I go to Aunt Lea's house and she calls me Natalie... I want to say sorry to her, but I don't have it yet..."

Natasha looked up into Clinton's eyes and said, "A good match? With a spy full of lies... a scumbag who owes countless blood debts?"

"We're all the same, but I also have Laura, and Lila and Cooper..."

"No, I'm not like you, and I'm not like Laura...I can't have a family like you Clinton, I can't have my Lila and Cooper! I...I just... …”

"..." Clinton looked at Natasha, whose eyes were already a little red, and opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

"I'm not sure he'll still accept me after he knows about it...so I just want to wait..."

Clinton shook his head and hung the pulse bow back on his back. He turned around and said, "I think Watson may be different. Also, the Natasha I know is not timid, and to be honest, Laura and I both feel that you Pretty fitting."

Natasha looked at Clinton who was leaving and lowered her head and pressed her lower abdomen, not knowing what she was thinking...

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Clinton, who left, was holding his phone down and didn't know what to do.

"How does it feel to be a life mentor?"

Um? Clinton was taken aback by the sudden sound, and when he looked up, he saw a brightly bald head...

"Sir?!"

The same scene... but the people are different, from Black Widow and Hawkeye to Hawkeye and Big Braised Egg.

"What are you doing with this look? I can't listen to the two most elite officers under my command discussing such a serious matter?" Nick Fury shrugged and walked side by side with Clinton.

"Agent Romanoff really likes children."

"...Yes, you also know what happened to her in the past, sir... Not only does she like children, but she has a sense of guilt for them..."

"But the technology we have now can't help her."

"That's right... I have a question sir, did you know this was going to happen when you sent Natasha to get close to Watson?"

Fury glanced at Clinton and said, "How would I know? Even if I thought about it, I didn't expect her to be serious. As your commander, the leader of the Avengers, I don't agree. I even hope your tractor doesn't exist in ours. It will never be repaired until retirement."

"Sir..."

"That's just a metaphor."

Fury stepped forward and put his arms around Clinton's shoulders and said as he walked: "But as your friends, I also hope that you can find your own happiness. In this way, when there is no war beyond ordinary people in this world, there are no messy gods, devils and monsters. Appeared, the whole world lived a relatively peaceful life, and at that time you still had a home to go back to. Each of you is my carefully selected elite, each of you has your own sad past, but Romanov Her condition is the worst of all of you."

Fury stopped and looked at Clinton and said, "However, she survived the most brutal environment, and she got out of there with her strong will and your help, and became an excellent avenger. So. I also believe she can handle her own affairs."

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Nick Fury looked at the unresponsive Clinton and shrugged: "Why are you still standing here? I'm in the office, do you want to go in and continue chatting?"

"Ah no sir..."

"Then go to work."

"Good sir..."

Nick Fury looked at Clinton who was leaving and shook his head and opened the door of the office: "It feels really good to be a life mentor..."