I Play DC Hero In Marvel Chapter 97: While the party is on! Meet Obama for the first time!

"I'm in Marvel as a DC hero ()"

Manhattan area, a bar.

"Natasha, has anyone ever said that you look like a person?"

Under the psychedelic music, Anton suddenly opened his mouth and looked at the red-haired woman beside him.

"Who?"

Natasha clinks glasses with him.

"Catwoman from the Batman movie."

Anton looked Natasha up and down, his eyes stayed on the exquisite curve for a few seconds, and smiled: "You make me feel like a catwoman, with a different kind of charm. Of course, the most important thing is yours. Body..."

"So, you'd love to see me dressed as Catwoman?"

Natasha smiled charmingly, and then her face changed, instantly turning cold, and solemnly said: "I am not a casual woman."

"Let's be here today, boss."

When the voice fell, she decisively got up and left, twisted her waist and left the bar, disappearing in front of An Dong.

"Anton, there are also women you can't handle."

The waiter at the bar is an old acquaintance of Anton. He smiled and poured him another glass of wine.

"This glass of wine is for you!"

The waiter smiled: "I wish you a good dream on this lonely night."

"Lonely?"

Anton snorted coldly: "Do you believe me, a woman who wants to sleep with me can squeeze through this bar?"

"If you insist on saying that, I have nothing to say."

The waiter shrugged.

"Gone."

Anton gets up and leaves the bar.

He saw Natasha just got into a taxi and left. He didn't have any angry or embarrassed expression on his face, but watched the taxi go away with great interest.

Anton can't believe that the famous Natasha would be so angry because of a flirtatious remark.

Obviously, this is a woman's hard-to-find trick.

"Sooner or later you will be dressed as Catwoman."

Anton touched his chin, smiled, beckoned, and also stopped a taxi, ready to go home.

Meanwhile.

In the taxi where Natasha is.

“How is it?”

The driver is talking to her: "Did you find anything?"

If Anton is here, you can recognize at a glance that this driver is the eagle eye, Clint Barton, who was raped once by him not long ago.

"Looks like a dude."

Natasha shook her head, then thought about it, and said, "However, he had a conversation with Eddie in the Daily Bugle today. I don't know what he said, and it wouldn't be an important thing to think about, maybe it was Work orders."

"Then if he is really Batman, do you think it is possible for him to be drawn into the superhero team that the director wants to build?"

Hawkeye asked again.

"Not sure, but I think Batman is not a subservient guy. Every time he appears, he occupies a dominant position..."

Natasha said, looked at Hawkeye, and added: "And, emotionally, you don't seem to want Batman to join in."

"Agents never act on their feelings."

Hawkeye looked expressionless and said, "If he helps us, I don't mind being a colleague with him... Of course, this doesn't prevent me. I will challenge him again."

"Okay."

Natasha shrugs, indicating that it doesn't matter.

…

A few days later.

Anton saw Natasha, who looked like a normal person, and came to work in the company as usual these days.

Not only do I quickly get along with my colleagues in the company, but I still greet myself with a smile at work.

His face was calm, but he knew in his heart that Black Widow was not so easy to take down.

Although Natasha's anger that night was a disguise, it didn't mean that she could do anything to this woman simply by virtue of her status as a rich child and boss.

And then again, how did Bruce Banner the Hulk hook up with Black Widow in the previous Marvel Cinematic Universe?

Anton doesn't think that the Hulk can teach Black Widow physics to bed every day.

Ding dong!

Suddenly, a message came from his cell phone.

From Tony Stark.

A little surprised, I opened it and saw that it was Tony's party invitation.

Just tonight.

After pondering for a moment, Anton got up and ordered Natasha.

"Get my private jet ready, I'm heading to Los Angeles right now."

After saying this, he looked at the woman in front of him and suddenly said, "I'm missing a female companion tonight, Natasha, are you free?"

"Of course."

Natasha pondered for a moment, thinking of the recent information from Coulson, and nodded.

Then, the conversation changed: "However, don't think about doing anything to me."

"I've never been a woman-forced jerk."

Anton spread his hands: "You don't trust your boss and my character so much, do you?"

…

Night.

Los Angeles.

The waves cheered at the mansion near the cliff, and the moonlight overhead like a waterfall.

Celebrities gather at the mansion that belongs to Tony Stark.

Learning that Tony was holding a party for the first time since his return, many reporters wanted to infiltrate the party. The daring even tried to sneak in, but without exception, they were stopped and sent to the Los Angeles Police Department.

Only a few beautiful-looking female reporters, relying on their own capital, have been able to get along with the children of rich families, and their wishes have been fulfilled.

At this time.

Anton, an elite with a suit and leather shoes, and Natasha, who was dressed up, came to the door of the mansion, and passed the blocking of the security and the identification of Jarvis.

At a glance, he sees Tony surrounded by beautiful women.

In addition, there are my friends who I used to meet frequently.

"Anton, long time no see."

"You haven't come to our party lately!"

"You beat Tony Stark and made me a million bucks, bro!"

Followers glanced at the stunning Natasha, then looked away ~IndoMTL.com~ and greeted Anton, who has become a recognized director.

Anton responded with a smile, and then saw Tony, so he said hello and went to Tony's place.

A group of people watched him leave, then looked at each other and winked at each other.

"Friends, do you want to continue our game today?"

"Is there no need to cast lots this time?"

"I press Anton!"

"No, I still think Tony would be better!"

…

Tony has an old bald head next to him.

The two are talking.

Anton recognized at a glance that this was the man behind Tony's three-month disappearance in Afghanistan, Obadiah Stein.

"Hey Anton."

Obadai saw Anton, as if he was the host here, showed a smile of the host, and introduced himself: "I'm Obadi."

"Hello."

Anton shook hands with him, smiling broadly: "I have long respected the name, the top CEO of Stark Industries, you are a big man."

"The Daily Bugle and DC are both high-quality assets, and young people are much more energetic than us."

Obadai smiled and greeted: "I think there will be many opportunities for Stark Industries and the Daily Bugle to cooperate in the future, by the way..."

As if thinking of something, Obaday paused and continued: "After half a month, the Stark Industry Association will join forces with Oakmax to conduct a public experiment of 'artificial sun experiment' in New York. I hope that the Daily Bugle Come and participate in this experiment, you are New Yorkers' favorite newspaper!"

"Of course!"

Anton narrowed his eyes and nodded.

"Okay, let's talk, I'm an old man and I won't participate in the conversation of your young people!"

Obadi said and left, went to say hello to the other guests, leaving the place to Anton and Tony.