Marvel’s Disassembler

Chapter 423: Sweet dreams!

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But Baki is a man who once worked as a Hydra agent. Although he was surprised, his face did not have any expression.

After looking at the summer night, I also performed a decent like a decent.

Summer night nodded, then looked at Dr. Scholes: "Get on the plane."

"Where?" Dr. Scholes was a little scared when he saw Bucky.

‘Natasha’ is such a lively beauty, regardless of the identity of the other party, at least will relieve her heart some pressure.

However, in a blink of an eye, it has to be with a tough guy who is very difficult to see at a glance. This turning point is a bit blunt.

"Go to a safe place."

Summer night did not say that Dr. Scholes could not ask again.

It’s no longer meaningful to worry about it now, and it’s already on this point. If you don’t leave, you have to go.

At the moment, I was helpless, and after the summer night, when she entered, it came to Bucky... It felt awkward.

Different perspectives!

Looking up at Bucky: "After bringing it, I will find a place to be under house arrest. Don't hurt her, don't scare her. Well, Natasha should be better at this point. After you arrive, I will directly convey what I just said. Natasha will do it. Everything, wait until I come back."

"No problem." Bucky looked up and down the summer night, and suddenly said with a strange expression: "I suddenly felt that Natasha's relationship with you... seems very subtle."

"..."

Summer night turned black and turned away.

Bucky licked his nose and felt like he had poked some wonderful points.

The boss is not interested, simply on the fighter plane, all the way to the Caspian camp.

......

......

Sitting in the car on summer night, watching the fighters disappear gradually, this changed their clothes back, and then changed to their original appearance.

"venom……"

Gently sighed, turned the front of the car, went directly to the apartment building of Brock.

Repeatedly entangled in the heart for a while, watching the sky is almost bright, and then shook his head: "Let's observe it first."

The position of the venom is actually very strange.

To say that it is a bad person, he kills people, eats people, and likes to bite off the heads of others. This kind of characteristic is very terrifying.

But he will also do something that the hero should do.

So, there is a label on such a person... anti-hero!

This seems to be flaunting. The world has never been a black and white world.

So at this stage, whether this person should adopt a policy of softness or whether to directly kill and kill, then there are two different ways of disagreement.

If it is the former, how to contact afterwards, how to appease, how to accept, is a long proposition.

He doesn't have much time to do these things...

"Compared to it, it is much easier to kill a stick directly."

Xia night sighed and licked his own brain, but suddenly remembered the life foundation, and the symbiosis that ran away.

"This guy... what will it do?"

It is definitely not a faint thing to have a symbiotic body attached to a person.

It is very likely that some terrible things will happen. So after the summer night, I can only send a message to Natasha. I feel a little helpless. I knew I had to contact Natasha before. Why? What do you mean by telling Baki?

"What else?"

There was a bit of tiredness in Natasha’s voice: "I haven’t slept for one night. If you can’t give me a perfect explanation, let me interrupt my beauty, I will never let you go. !"

"...help me investigate the missing old man."

Summer night feels that his voice is weaker by three points: "Help me find all her clues!"

"It's already under investigation." Natasha said: "I will let my assistant give you feedback, so don't bother me to sleep, unless you come to sleep with me!"

"Goodbye!"

The summer night hangs up the communication for a second, and it feels like this is like walking a tightrope on a cliff.

Although even if it is really a tightrope on the cliff, he will not be afraid... because he will fly, but the problem is that this inexplicable feeling of fear is really scary.

The little black automatically adjusts the angle of the seat and stretches completely. It is like a single bed, and it is very comfortable to lie down.

Summer night closed his eyes with satisfaction, and did not forget to explain: "Help me monitor Brock, if I find that he left the apartment, I will inform me the first time."

[Good sir, please rest assured, do you need to play some soothing music? 】

"No need..."

[Good sir, is adjusting the temperature inside the car for you, the natural wind cycle begins, I wish you enter the best quality sleep state at the fastest speed. 】

"...Little black, you have too many words."

Although it is said that the night of summer ~ www.readwn.com ~ days and nights do not sleep, there is no problem at all.

But in this busy period, the feeling of occasional sneak is quite comfortable.

As a result, I closed my eyes and, after a while, I was already in a deep sleep.

After falling asleep, I had a dream!

Summer nights rarely dream, and the stronger the strength, the less he dreams.

I remember when I returned from the universe, I just found Raytheon. He once had a dream... He was in the fog.

This time, he is cutting grass.

Constantly waving the sickle, repeated cutting, non-stop cutting, the grass behind him is getting higher and higher, higher and higher.

In the dream of himself, it is hoped that after the grasshopper is getting higher and higher, it can block the high hanging sun on the top of the head.

But chopping and chopping, he seems to have forgotten his original purpose.

When it's easy to think of it, the grasshoppers behind you are almost going to become skyscrapers. I don't know why there are so many grasses?

However, at this time, he finally remembered his purpose, under the shadow of a huge shadow, the heavens and the earth became dim.

Breeze, he is satisfied with the grass and sleeps... Then, the grass is on fire!

......

......

Severely opened his eyes, the summer night wiped a cold sweat on the head.

The ear is roaring rock music.

Violent, mad, as the explosion of the same sound torment the ears of summer night.

Although many people like it, it is indeed able to vent or infect emotions... but at this moment listening to this thing, it is too terrible.

No wonder that the dream of the original Yang Chun snow is just like a raging flame and a group of magical dances!

"Little black..."

Summer night frowned and shouted, and the violent voice suddenly stopped!

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