Bucky's "Beheader King" excited Midsummer Night for three days.
But three days later, Bucky himself almost forgot what he said that day.
Some things are often a flash of inspiration. What's more, after the flash, it's completely over, not even a shadow is left.
This is more excessive than pulling up your pants and turning your back on people.
Midsummer Night, who had been excited for three days, suddenly became a little depressed. After being depressed, he began to study the list.
The list was, of course, the brainwashing list.
There were hundreds of people on the list, ranging from small business newcomers to big shots whose names couldn't even be mentioned.
Midsummer Night marked a few of them and thought about making time to visit them in the next two days.
After that, he looked at the list and worried.
What should I do with these people?
It's difficult!
Logically speaking, this is already a clear piece of evidence because there are many people hiding in S.H.I.E.L.D. on this list.
But it's far from enough.
Hydra's organization is too large, and Midsummer Night must hit the nail on the head and completely separate them from S.H.I.E.L.D.
If a small number of people take action, it is likely that this organization will hide deeper … At that time, it will be extremely difficult to find an opportunity that it is unprepared for.
Since it can't be used as evidence to directly defeat Hydra, then these people on this list have to find a way to make use of them.
The resources that should be mastered must be mastered!
But this kind of thing, relying on Midsummer Night alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult to accomplish.
After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to have Natasha cooperate with him. She is an experienced agent and is more professional in this regard than Midsummer Night.
He contacted Natasha, but the date of the appointment was already a week later. She happened to be on a mission and was not in New York.
On the night he returned to New York, Midsummer Night was invited to her house.
He already knew the address before, but this was the first time he visited, using the identity of a delivery boy.
He rode a small motorcycle and strangely formed that person's appearance. He parked the car downstairs and took the pizza into the elevator.
After the doorbell rang, someone came to open the door.
Midsummer Night took a closer look at Natasha who was wearing a set of chiffon pajamas and blinked his eyes.
"Please come in." Natasha's eyes were flawless as she invited Midsummer Night into the house.
After entering the room, the door was closed.
"Your taste in pajamas … hmm, very high." Midsummer Night looked back at Natasha and sighed.
"You don't look good like this."
Natasha looked at Midsummer Night and said, "Now that there are only two of us here, I think you should make me more comfortable."
"… Sister, can you not say such things that will cause misunderstandings?"
Midsummer Night was a little speechless. Making people go astray with just a few words was also a skill.
After placing the pizza on the table, Midsummer Night returned to his original appearance.
"How did he do it?"
Natasha looked at Midsummer Night and said in astonishment, "This kind of thing, makes people a little curious … yes, curious."
"Curious about what?"
Midsummer Night looked at her.
"If, you become me, then not talking about the psychological structure, because that is definitely you … but physically, you won't completely become me, right?"
Natasha asked curiously.
Midsummer Night scratched his head, feeling that this question seemed to be impossible to answer.
He was an honest man, even if he became a woman, he didn't have the hobby of looking at his body in the mirror.
Seeing Natasha looking at him eagerly, Midsummer Night was silent for a while and said, "Probably … a complete transformation?
Except for the psychological … "
"This makes me even more curious!"
Natasha asked, "How do you know every inch of me … every inch?
How can you achieve a complete transformation? "
Midsummer Night felt a little itchy in his nose, this topic made his heart beat a little fast.
He shook his head and didn't know what to say. Natasha asked again, "Tell me the truth, when you became me, did you have the slightest curiosity about your own body?"
She was really asking. When Midsummer Night sat on the sofa, she almost pressed her whole body on top of him. The gauze pajamas showed her good figure, which inevitably made his hormones throb.
"… Are you crazy!!"
Midsummer Night couldn't stand it anymore, "I'm not a hentai!"
"Then what is it?"
Natasha immediately asked, one hand was already on Midsummer Night's shoulder, she suddenly said, "By the way, you have taken off my clothes more than once, obviously, you don't need to see your own body."
"Can we talk about business?"
Midsummer Night raised his hands, admitting that he was defeated.
The key was that this woman had a face that was like that of a demon, and her figure was so good that no one dared to look at her directly. At this moment, she was approaching him step by step, as if she was chasing after the wind and chasing after the moon. As a normal man, Xia Zhi Ye felt that he was actually … terrified!
Hearing that, Natasha immediately laughed and shrank on the other side of the sofa, laughing like a fox that had just eaten a hen.
She peeked at Midsummer Night, and his heart palpitated, and his expression was also dazed when Midsummer Night saw her flirtatious expression.
In the next second, he immediately began to murmur, "If the heart is as clear as ice, I won't be shocked even if the sky collapses."
"What are you talking about?" Natasha leaned over again.
Midsummer Night almost exclaimed, feeling that he was like Tang Sanzang who fell into a spider's hole. The Ice Heart Technique seemed to be useless, so he hurriedly changed it. "Roujiamo, Liangpi, Mutton Stew, Li Xiaomi …"
Only then did he calm down a lot.
Looking up at Natasha's teasing expression, Midsummer Night was depressed. "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
"It seems to be very normal."
Natasha stood up in satisfaction, then turned around and said, "What do you think of my pajamas?"
Midsummer Night thought it was over, and he was drinking water from the cup, when he suddenly heard such a sentence. He spat out all the water in his mouth.
The water splashed all over Natasha's body. Her clothes were thin to begin with, and now with some water … the effect was outstanding!
Both of them were stunned, and Natasha's face was also very red. She turned around and said, "I, I'm going to change."
Before Midsummer Night replied, she had already hurried into the room.
Midsummer Night wiped the white sweat on his forehead, feeling as if he had taken a trip to the gates of hell.