Hearing Natasha's voice, Tony slowly came to a stop and turned to look back.
Sure enough—it really was Natasha.
Sixteen years ago, Natasha had worked at his company.
However, Tony didn't dare approach, because he was truly terrified of Broly.
Left with no choice, Natasha prepared to walk over.
"Come here," Broly beckoned to Tony with a wave of his hand.
Tony's face twitched. Gritting his teeth, he stepped forward bit by bit and then looked at Broly.
"Were you the one who saved me just now?"
"You could say that," Broly nodded.
"Thank you so much!" Tony quickly expressed his gratitude. He was a smart man—he knew what should be said and what shouldn't.
So, he didn't mention being thrown into the sky by Broly. Instead, he simply thanked him for saving his life.
"No need to be polite," Broly replied with a faint smile.
"Um… Natasha? What are you doing here?" Tony gave Broly an awkward laugh before turning to Natasha, confusion written on his face.
After all, a former employee wouldn't just show up in such a desolate place for no reason.
But when he saw how stunningly beautiful Natasha had grown, Tony couldn't help but swallow.
If he had known this little beauty would turn out like this, he would never have let her leave his company.
What Tony didn't know was that Natasha had only been sent to his company as an intern by S.H.I.E.L.D. Even if he had wanted to keep her, it wouldn't have been possible.
"I came here to find you," Natasha said succinctly.
Tony's eyes gleamed as he scanned her up and down, his playboy nature fully on display. He completely forgot that standing beside Natasha was someone as powerful as Broly.
Broly's expression darkened.
In his mind, Natasha already belonged to him. Seeing another man ogling his woman so shamelessly made him extremely displeased.
In the next instant, Broly grabbed Tony's arm again and flung him into the sky with a single motion. The playboy quickly disappeared without a trace.
"Hmph," Broly snorted coldly.
Natasha stood there, stunned, staring up at the sky. After a full three seconds of silence, she finally spoke with caution:
"Was it you who threw him up there just now? What exactly do you want?"
"I just didn't like the way he was looking at you," Broly replied with a light smile.
"What do you mean?" Natasha frowned. Why did that sound a little… suggestive?
"Beautiful lady, now that it's just the two of us, don't you think we should do something?" Broly suddenly grew playful, deciding to tease this beautiful older woman and see how she would react.
"Shameless!" Natasha snapped softly. As she spoke, a dagger appeared in her hand, and she lunged toward Broly at high speed.
Clang!
Broly casually raised two fingers and effortlessly caught the blade between them.
Shock appeared on Natasha's face—his strength was incredible!
But immediately after, she became both embarrassed and furious.
Because in the next moment, the man pulled her into his arms and leaned in close.
"You're Natasha, right? You're really beautiful. Come on, let me give you a kiss," Broly said with a grin.
Natasha's face flushed red as she struggled with all her might.
However, no matter how hard she tried, she simply couldn't break free from Broly's embrace.