Chapter 39 You Can Come to Me if You Want to Do Anything

Natasha's words were a bit messy.

It was obvious that she had just recovered her memory and her emotions were very unstable.

Especially since Leon had just saved her, she was ungrateful and cruel.

This brought back some of her deep memories, which made her feel ashamed and uneasy.

"Don't mind." Leon waved his hand indifferently, "You made an unintentional mistake, and you can't hurt me anyway."

Natasha clenched her palms and suddenly remembered that she had been subdued by the man in front of her without any chance to fight back.

She would probably never forget the power that crushed all skills.

She subconsciously observed the surroundings with her peripheral vision and tried to calm down her emotions.

"Thank you." Natasha glanced at Leon's body without a trace, but shook her head and thanked him again, "Thank you for saving me, thank you for not minding my offense just now."

Lyon was about to say something, but Natasha continued.

"Maybe this is just a piece of cake for you, but it means a lot to me..."

Natasha looked very sincere.

She got off the workbench and looked at Leon.

"You gave me a second life, Mr. Stark."

"And not just me," Natasha's expression became solemn, "There are other widows, we all owe you a life!"

The agents cultivated by the Red House are called widows.

The best widows who can break the highest record of their predecessors are named Black Widow.

It is the most ruthless and poisonous spider in the world.

The same is true for the agents given this name.

"I can't repay the favor of saving my life."

"If you need any help in the future, just ask." Natasha said seriously, "I will do my best."

She gently stroked Leon's cheek with her hand, and her warm breath sprayed on the tough jaw line.

"But please forgive me for having to leave now."

Her expression became tangled, reluctant and extremely painful.

"If you lose contact with the Red House for too long, they will chase you."

"I can't drag you down, and others also need me to save them."

Natasha stood out for a swift and resolute action. As soon as she woke up and regained consciousness, she began to plan revenge on the Red House.

A look of determination flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed Leon's face gently.

"Thank you, Leon." Her voice was so gentle, like cotton wool blown by the wind, and like saying goodbye to her lover with full love.

After the kiss, she slowly stepped back step by step, looking at Leon with jade-like eyes.

It was as if she was a princess in a fairy tale who was awakened from her deep sleep by the prince's kiss, but had to face her vicious mother alone.

After retreating to a distance of five meters, she turned around and left a lonely back.

That back was so lonely and determined, vividly highlighting Natasha's psychological characteristics of being willing to sacrifice heroically for her partner and rushing into the sea of ​​fire for her savior.

Leon looked at Natasha and touched his side face. His reflection on the laboratory glass seemed stunned and stupid, like a young boy who suddenly fell in love.

"Wait, Natasha!" he suddenly called.

Natasha's resolute back paused, she turned her head slightly, leaving behind half of her sad profile.

"Sorry, Leon, I have to go!"

"No, I mean, we are not that familiar yet, it is quite appropriate for you to call me Mr. Stark." Leon sighed and pinched his nose.

Then he whispered: "This rotten fish smell is really strong..."

This time Natasha was completely frozen, standing there like a wooden man.

She turned back after a few seconds, with a hesitant expression: "Call you, Mr. Stark...?"

It seems that she didn't hear Leon's complaint about her body odor.

"That's right!" Leon leaned against the workbench, "Natasha Romanoff, born in 1984, is the best Black Widow cultivated by the Red House. She has dozens of backup identities around the world and is a master of single-soldier combat and psychological warfare."

"Facing a world-class agent like you, I am flattered to be called by name and kissed goodbye."

"I have to say that it is a really good charm technique."

Leon teased, "It's just a little bit short. I will rush up to hug you and say that I will accompany you through the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire ahead."

Natasha's eyes changed.

She realized that her little thoughts were seen through.

The hesitant expression slowly calmed down: "Wow, I didn't expect that the second young master Stark, who was the most mediocre in the information, was so hidden. Are you a CIA agent?"

"Please, now is the Internet age. I have what you call home artificial intelligence, and a lot of information is easy to collect."

"Also, what do you mean by the most mediocre? I was admitted to Columbia University at least."

Leon paused and spread his hands: "Look, Natasha, I know your past."

"And I'm not a rich boy who still fantasizes about fairy tales when I grow up."

"So the tactics of playing hard to get are really unnecessary."

"Although you seem to be just acting casually and without any effort."

"But can we talk in a simpler way?" Leon stood up, waved to Benben, and asked for two cups of coffee.

He handed the coffee to Natasha: "Drink something hot. When was the last time you drank coffee with your own consciousness? Don't tell me it was ten years ago."

"Ha..." Natasha didn't show any embarrassment and took the coffee with a natural smile. "Thank you. The last time I drank coffee like this was a year and a half ago."

Leon raised his eyebrows: "So you were completely controlled by the Red House more than a year ago?"

"You seem to know a lot, Master Leon." Natasha walked up to Leon, leaned against the workbench with him, and looked at him with her head half raised, looking petite and soft.

She is using little tricks to seduce Leon again.

"Don't be like this. Is it a habit of yours to seduce others to obtain information?"

Leon pointed to the coffee cup, "If you have any questions, you can ask directly. This can save a lot of testing costs."

Natasha is indeed a stunner among stunners.

Now in her mid-twenties, her every move is naturally charming, and her every move and smile can captivate people.

However, Leon had just seen Natasha's blood-viscous internal organs and red and white brain, and smelled the smell of her getting out of the sewer.

Therefore, he does not have that kind of whimsical desire in a short period of time.

"I didn't expect that as the younger brother of the most famous playboy in the United States, Master Lyon is still a gentleman?" Natasha put away her charming smile and looked much more serious.

As a psychological master, what she knows best is to give in to others.

Leon's current desire is to exchange information efficiently, and she is happy with this.

"That's not necessarily true. It's just that the time is wrong now. You can try it on another occasion next time. I will definitely be fooled."

Leon took two sips of coffee and said, "By the way, don't play out the scene of the ignorant girl's farewell just now. Only the young and rich second generation will be tempted by that kind of story. I suggest that when you attack me, you just wear black stockings." More effective."

"Good suggestion, I will definitely try it next time." Natasha nodded, "So, Mr. Stark, why do you know so much information about me?"

She added: "Don't tell me that it was found by artificial intelligence. Most of the information is confidential on paper and is not accessible online."

"So that's it." Leon crossed his hands, "I'm sorry, I can't comment on this matter, it's a secret."

Natasha tilted her head: "Is this what you call a direct question?"

"Just because you ask questions doesn't mean I want to answer them."

Leon answered the question incorrectly.

"Before you ask me, I also want to ask, was that your attitude towards your savior just now?"

He raised his finger: "You attacked me when you woke up first... Oh, that was an accident. You did sincerely thank and apologize afterwards."

"But after remembering the memory of fighting me before, you immediately started to seduce me again."

"Then you want me to offer to help and deal with the red house with you, right?"

"The most outrageous thing is that after you turned around, you secretly observed my reaction from the reflection in the glass."

"Why, I just saved you, and you just said you would thank me, and then you turned around and wanted to drag me into the dragon's pond and the tiger's den?"

Leon patted his thigh, "The contrast between your before and after is so great that it almost makes me feel like I'm being taken advantage of!"

"I apologize!" Natasha raised her hands, "I apologize again. It's my fault for treating you as an ordinary rich second generation and trying to take advantage of you."

"It's my fault for trying to get you involved too!"

"I'm sorry, I just woke up and wanted to find an ally who would make me feel safe."

Natasha's face showed a bit of pity.

"After all, you are so strong and a genius with high IQ. With your help, I have a greater chance of winning."

"But I promise, if you really chose to help me just now, I will definitely tell you all the real information! Although you don't seem to need it."

"And my previous promise is true. Whenever you encounter trouble in the future, you can come to me for any request - provided that I am still alive."

Leon touched his chin: "Is it okay to ask you to do some indescribable things?"

"Okay! As long as it's you, I can accept it!" Natasha's eyes became extremely firm after a brief tangle. She was serious.

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