When Natasha noticed something was off with Watson, she quickly shifted back, leaned down and kissed him, then carefully looked into his eyes.
"It's nothing, dear," she said, "but—you seemed a little strange just now."
"Hmm? Strange?"
"Yes, your eyes seemed to change a little, but now it's gone.
Maybe I was mistaken~" With that, Natasha stood up and went upstairs with the package of lingerie.
"Alright, the neutralizing agent for them to wake up is on the shelf outside.
I'm going to try it on first~ Honey, don't make the house too bloody, okay~"
Watson stood up, a dangerous aura beginning to emanate from him.
"Don't worry~ It definitely won't be too cruel~" he said.
He arrived at the repair bay, closed all the doors, and then released Ferocious 1.
They weren't taking any more business, so there was plenty of space~
After injecting the two men with the neutralizing agent, Watson watched them slowly regain consciousness, a 'not cruel' smile on his face—in a dark bunker.
Baron Strucker looked at Pierce on the other side of the screen, swirling the red wine in his hand.
Pierce, seeing Strucker's relaxed demeanor, spoke directly, "Strucker, why are you looking for me?
Do you have any idea how dangerous this is for me!"
Strucker replied directly, "The dumpster at the second intersection of 3rd Avenue in Brooklyn, New York, will be untouched until tomorrow night.
If you find the contents satisfactory, I want all the information you have about that person! That ridiculous Flame Knight!"
Pierce lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying, "Alright, I'll get back to you when I'm ready.
Don't contact me privately again! Also, your men have been caught again, you'd better find a new hideout!"
"You don't need to worry about that, Secretary Pierce, it's just a place meant to be a decoy anyway." Baron Strucker said, then closed the video communication, muttering to himself, "They're useless anyway, can't research anything.
Might as well focus all efforts on that armor.
Hopefully, Pierce can come up with something useful."
---He made Ferocious 1 open its mouth, then placed the two tied-up men, heads facing outwards, on the lower row of teeth.
Watson crouched down, looking at the two men who had woken up, and said, "It's simple, I ask, you answer.
Whoever answers correctly, I'll pull them out.
Look carefully, this isn't a toy."
"Who sent you?"
"S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury!" both men shouted, vying to answer first.
"---"
"Alright then." Watson pulled the left man out, and pulled the right man out a bit, leaving his feet inside, then said, "Ferocious 1, close your mouth."
"Ah ah ah!!!! We're telling the truth!!" The right man's feet were already inside Ferocious 1's stomach, and Ferocious 1, not to be outdone, drooled.
"Hmm, I know, memory implants, I forgot earlier, my apologies."
Pfft~ Natasha, wearing a long trench coat and carrying a coffee, came downstairs and couldn't help but snort when she heard Watson's words.
"Ferocious 1, knock them out."
Slap~ Slap~
"Honey~ Your methods are truly unique—"
"Alright, my dear Natasha—do you have any clues there?" Watson said, walking over and wrapping his arm around Natasha's slender waist.
"We have a few clues, but I think something's not right…"
"Not right?" As he spoke, Watson picked up Natasha and started walking upstairs, calling back, "Ferocious 1, if they wake up, continue."
Back upstairs, Watson sat on the sofa, placing Natasha on his lap and asking, "What's not right?"
"Hmm—earlier, when Clint was clearing out enemies near the house, he deliberately left a few tails to chase.
Finally, he pretended to give up on them, but they already had trackers on them.
We found an underground base in the suburbs." At this point, Natasha paused, adjusted to a more comfortable position, and looked at Watson, saying, "But, this should be a trap.
Last time, when you helped Coulson and his team repel the forces trying to steal the Wolverine, some of their men committed suicide after failing.
But this time, they're fleeing?
It looks like they're deliberately fleeing."
After listening, Watson pondered for a moment and said, "Where is that place?"
"Dear, you're not thinking of going, are you?" Natasha asked, hearing Watson's words.
"Yes…"
Hearing Watson's answer, Natasha quickly said, "That might be a trap, and it's underground!
Fury and his team are preparing a large-scale encirclement of that place, you just need to wait and you'll know the results.
And if they have a self-destruct device—"
"It's alright, if they're underground, I'm even less afraid~" Hearing Natasha's anxious dissuasion, Watson smiled, pinching her chin with his hand and saying, "Never doubt your man's strength~"
Natasha looked into Watson's eyes for a long time.
"Then I'm coming with you!
You won't get rid of me, and I'll ask Fury for some backup."
"The fewer people who go, the better—"
"Then take me!"
Hearing Natasha's firm tone, Watson sighed and said, "Alright, but you have to stay by my side.
It's not that I don't trust your strength, baby, but if something big happens this time—I'll let them see what a devil from underground looks like!
However, this might accidentally hurt you, so you must stand by my side."
Natasha nodded, listening to the man's words.
"I promise you." Then she wrapped her arms around Watson's neck and continued, "There's one more thing I need to tell you.
I've already submitted an application to Fury.
In three days, Coulson will resume working with you."
Seeing the man's puzzled eyes, she leaned against his chest and said, "All liaison work, including transactions, surveillance, information transfer, and many other things, but I don't want these things to get involved between us.
That makes me feel awkward, very awkward.
But I'll come home every day after work~ And I promise, if I encounter something I can't handle, I'll call my knight to protect me~ Okay?"
Watson also felt a bit awkward hearing Natasha say that.
He imagined Natasha coming home and saying, "The next transaction amount is such and such." The image was a bit hard to accept.
Thinking of this, he agreed to Natasha's suggestion.
"Alright, but remember to come home after work?"
"Yes, my knight~"
"As compensation, let me see the one you're wearing first?"
Hearing her man's request, Natasha slowly took off the coat she was wearing.
Watson looked at the scar on Natasha's lower abdomen, and with a slight thought, he knew what had happened.
But he didn't say anything; he wanted to wait for the lovely woman in front of him to speak and tell him.
Ooh? Ferocious 1 downstairs heard the strange sounds from upstairs and shook its big head in confusion.
Then it heard movement from below— "Ugh—"
Slap!