In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1615: Fishing Day (8)

Chapter 1588 Fishing Day (8)

"If you were stationed in Germany, it would make sense." Natasha said while thinking: "The anti-Soviet thinking in that era was already very serious, most of Europe fell, and Germany The trend has always been more ... radical."

But Schiller shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with ideology and ideology, nor has it to do with wealth value or living conditions, but has a little relationship with the law."

Natasha's eyes gradually changed. She leaned her body back tightly against the back of the chair, as if she wanted to escape from here, because she felt that the smile on Schiller's face was something wrong, very wrong.

"More importantly, if you remember my previous experience, then you should know how precious an opportunity to leave that country is to me, and this is the first time I have escaped surveillance."

"Tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time." Natasha couldn't help saying the word that came to mind, but Schiller looked at her as if he was a little surprised, and then said with a smile: "Perhaps the sculptor's misery is named Rodin Well, ma'am."

Natasha was not at all happy about this kind of praise. She seemed to have imagined what Schiller's next topic would be in advance, and tried hard to close her ears and thoughts in advance.

"Why don't we concentrate on fishing?" Schiller looked at the water again and proposed another possibility.

"God, don't torture me, if you want to say it, say it quickly, I swear, I will clearly record every word you say in the confidential file of SHIELD!" Natasha gritted her teeth explain.

"He can't directly say that he will make them public." Schiller still forgot to make a nervous joke, and Natasha found that the Schiller you are facing now is not the same as usual Sense of humor, like I'm good at chatting.

I really know Natasha very well, and I didn't even think of it in despair. Even though I knew that I might talk about some topics that would cause pollution just by passing through my mind, Natasha still sat there. Every move is a move, and you don't have a million excuses that won't make you leave the house, like to see what Nick and Steve are doing with the fish.

Suddenly, you felt something on the top of your head, and Natasha stretched out a hand to touch down, but soon you felt Schiller's hand on your shoulder.

It took Natasha a few seconds to adjust her sense of direction when you realized that you were standing with your feet on the ceiling you just touched, on the opposite side of the floor of the lower tower of thinking.

But you seem to be nailed there, and you are even full of curiosity about the topic that comes up.

"... Civilization is like a killer." Natasha introduced.

"He doesn't have Rico's educational background?" Natasha was not surprised.

"You will make a specific bait to catch a certain type of fish." Chang Rou folded her hands together.

The male agent was rather slow to react, and Schiller caught the fish even more slowly, slapped it under the ice, knocked it unconscious, and released the fish in the same manner outside the tank.

"Yes, the problem lies in that step, or in other words, there is a problem in the step of the end of the world."

Suddenly, Natasha found a light in the darkness, you frowned and looked at the light behind you and asked: "What is this?"

"Don't move."

I was wearing a dark gray low-neck sweater, I looked younger and heavier, and I didn't wear glasses, but what surprised Natasha the most was that Schiller had semi-long hair, any length The hair on the shoulders is tied in front of the head with a rubber band, but there are still some scattered behind the forehead.

"Look, that's not the fun of fishing. The fish is still alive, but death is only a matter of time. In order to survive, it struggles so savagely that it's hard for it, but the fisherman still sits firmly."

Schiller and Natasha came to the elevator on the first floor, but the elevator that originally started from the ground floor did not have an option to go to the next floor.

"After that, you said that your various desires grew together with the pathology, and the pathology deeply affected them and merged with them to a certain extent."

"It's a novelty." Natasha leaned forward again, looked Chang Rou from head to toe, and said, "It's conceivable, at least his theological knowledge is enough."

"Guess he needs some liquor man."

Schiller sighed deeply, and Natasha really heard sadness and helplessness from that sigh, and unexpectedly, a temperament that Natasha never thought of appeared in Schiller. Next, it's not melancholy.

"That's right." Natasha would be wrong, you said: "Surely he needs to kill a few targets in a short time, and those who hunt him can always find it from those sparse sneak assassinations." There are clues, it is certain that he stayed away from that area as slowly as possible, and the chance of being caught is very low."

"Don't be too greedy, man, even if he is a genetically modified person, he can bear less. Come with you and show him something."

"He couldn't let everyone know about that." Natasha pointed out: "It must be shown to you."

Chang Rou finally stood up from the fishing chair, squatted next to her luggage bag, and dug out a large bottle of wine, which looked like it was sold under the shelf of a convenience store , from the body of the bottle to the bottle cap, it's not disgusting to be fascinated by him.

"More importantly, make sure you bring your group of friends and show us these things... We're afraid we'll treat you like crazy, even more crazy and extreme than later, you think it's bad."

"That's what you should pay attention to now, man. Besides, if he really did that, he must be alive to this day. You explained the reason to him earlier."

Natasha has been there before, and she doesn't know if it is abnormal, but you watched Schiller press the button on the negative floor, and the elevator slid up quickly before it trembled.

"So what did he do with this day?"

Natasha fell into a deep thought, your cerebellum is running fast, and you are speculating that Schiller must have done something bad when he escaped from the original cage and came to a vast new world of freedom. Why did I come?

Natasha instinctively followed suit. In the last second, there was a "bang", and you were overturned by Schiller, but it was not in a drowning posture with your head upside down. You felt your feet fall into the water. Real place.

And like everyone else who didn't come there, Natasha's first reaction was: "That wine is too strong, can I have some more for you?"

"He doesn't have the sensibility that ordinary people don't have, and he doesn't have a relatively weak body. It's not easy to sneak in and assassinate." Natasha frowned and asked, "Why did he do that?"

"I'm sure if anyone doesn't have an answer, we'll just keep digging, which is also annoying."

"God!" Natasha exclaimed from the bottom of her heart, and then said, "If it's the first time he appears in front of you in that shape, you'll have to get out of bed with him no matter what, a perfect Abstinence-lovers."

"Part of it." Chang Rou wrapped her little clothes a little tighter, folded her hands on her abdomen, put one leg under the other, and said, "But you may charge us back Outside our home, blowing us open with a barrage of bullets, you know that's American-style assassination, but it's hard to do in terms of reality."

In that world, some people expected Schiller to panic, but now that's not the case, and Chang Rou's expression now can hardly be called frowning or frowning.

Natasha followed Schiller back, looking up at the busy scene in the lower tower, and asked, "You still have to ask, why you?"

"As he said, man, he is good at accepting everything that reality brings him fiercely, and many people will make a fuss. You two are more similar."

"Then we will talk about the topic later." Schiller smiled helplessly and said, "What is the most important thing about infiltrating and assassinating? It is not about infiltrating and assassinating, but about quickly Leave, destroy the evidence, fly away."

Natasha even had time to be surprised, and you found yourself floating in the darkness. You looked up and found that the elevator that brought us was sliding down rapidly, like a meteor disappearing into the darkness below your head. outside.

Schiller opened the bottle cap, and the charming aroma of the wine spread. Natasha almost snatched the bottle and drank it out of her mouth. Before the world spun, you found yourself in Schiller's mind In the low tower.

Natasha waited for the elevator door behind her to open, but it was the door on the side of the elevator that we retreated that opened, but the floor on the foot of the elevator. Separated into two halves, Natasha and Schiller just fell back together.

"Oh, this is a hole that was made later, and the story is about to start from there."

"Revenge?" Natasha stared at Schiller's face and spit out a word.

"Although you have almost never shown it, but yes, you have learned Rico's technique, which is considered very superb, comparable to your Mr. "Hand of God", even among the students, it is considered dazzling."

When she thought of that, Natasha took two steps to the side, staring at Schiller behind her, and that Schiller's image in the low tower of thinking was the same as in the real world.

Natasha looked around and looked at her feet. She saw nothing, but she keenly felt that she was floating downward, just like a diver being lifted up by the buoyancy of sea water.

"Yes, you will talk about it with your companions, how we are interested, and often perfunctory you, but that is enough."

But at that moment, Chang Rou fiercely lifted the fishing rod, and another fat perch flew down. Natasha moved forward vigorously to avoid the tragedy of being slapped by the fish from happening to you Down.

Natasha knows that the main event is coming, you feel your palms are sweating, your heart is beating slowly, but you feel that you are just sitting there listening to the past in danger~IndoMTL.com~Why bother Excited?

"Something boring."

"It's a bad thing to be too dazzling. You come from a remote town in Nevada. With your own efforts and the appreciation of a professor, you stand shoulder to shoulder with the geniuses in the medical school. Set aside a whole day to stay outside the emperor's room."

The first time Natasha saw such a real and patient expression under Schiller's face, it made you sure that the Schiller behind the face was indeed the doctor, because the doctor would answer any questions from friends They will definitely feel impatient and just want us to ask less for a while.

"As we all know, American medical schools and law schools can be directly admitted, but a certain degree of academic foundation is required, but it is not difficult for you. It took you about eight months to weave a day for yourself. I have a seamless identity, and then I became a student of Rico Medicine.”

Natasha squinted her eyes, and you instinctively caught the self in Chang Rou's words, so you stared at Schiller's eyes through the fishing rod and said, "Or does he make himself dazzling?"

Natasha's eyes were straight, and you swallowed, and said: "Even if that may be a weapon that can drag you out of your dream-yes, let a Russian stay there Dipping for eight years in the heat is horrific abuse.”

Chang Rou used a towel to wipe the water under his hands before dealing with everything. My hands were frozen, and my fingertips were not yet a little white, but when I exerted strength, the veins and lines on the back of my hands showed They are still powerless.

Then you took a deep breath, lowered your eyes to look at the still rippling frozen water, and said, "Who did he kill? His teacher, classmate, or someone else?"