In the lounge of the Ten Rings Gang's temporary base, Hammer was frowning as he listened to the report from his subordinates, which was about Natasha Stark's work progress over the past two weeks.

However, the more Hamo heard, the more something was wrong. According to the description of his subordinates, this woman's progress was slow and her missile manufacturing progress was as slow as a snail. She was obviously fooling around.

It's good to be disobedient, right...

Hammer got up from the sofa and told his men to prepare their weapons. He was going to give that woman a beating in person.

The door to the laboratory was violently kicked open from the outside, and Hammer, who was full of aura, stormed in aggressively with a group of his younger brothers.

"Wow, good afternoon, beautiful Miss Stark."

After a simple greeting, Hammer waved his hand, and the two boys behind received the order, loaded up their rifles and walked behind Sean.

"What do you want to do?"

When no answer was received, the two men directly pressed Sean's upper body to the table next to him, leaving him struggling there.

"Sean!" Natasha screamed, and then she pointed at Hammer, "Asshole! What do you want to do? The missile hasn't been built yet!"

"I hate it when people point at me, Miss Stark." Hammer's face changed instantly, "If you weren't still valuable, I would have chopped off your finger."

Not talking nonsense, Hammer snapped his fingers and gave a signal with his eyes. The boy next to him immediately understood what he was doing. He walked over to Sean who was being held down and pulled out a dagger from his tactical vest.

"I'm warning you Big Beard, if you dare to touch him, you won't be able to get the blueprints of the Jericho missile."

Natasha's hands hidden behind her back were dancing with golden light. She felt that she was becoming a little impulsive at this moment, but in order to save people, she couldn't care so much.

"This is the territory of the Ten Rings Gang, not a ballroom party for those damn rich people, girl."

Hammer was naturally dismissive of Natasha's threat. If it weren't for her usefulness, would Natasha, a rich and wealthy lady who had no fingers in the water, dare to speak to him in such a tone?

Hammer decided to let Natasha see blood today!

With another look, the boy holding the dagger ignored the series of exaggerated "no!" in Sean's mouth. He closed his eyes and moved his heart. He raised the knife and cut off the little finger of Sean's right hand.

It's embarrassing to say that, as a terrorist, he was bleeding.

"You son of a bitch..." Magic gave Natasha the confidence to resist, and Sean's screams only amplified the anger in her heart.

Damn your plans. Anyone who dares to touch me will be dead, big toad!

"Stop! Do you want all our efforts over the past two weeks to be in vain?"

Just when Natasha was about to take action, Sean suddenly used a secret voice to dissuade her loudly in her ear.

The dozens of rifles around her calmed Natasha's angry mind a little. She looked at Sean lying on the table. The latter's face was pale, 30% frightened, 70% hurt, but

The eyes he met with Natasha were very firm.

A little impatience will ruin a big plan, hold on, girl!

"There is still one week left before the time we agreed on. I promise to build the Jericho missile before then." Natasha couldn't bear to look at Sean's pale face, but now the situation was stronger than others, so she had to suppress her anger.

, assured Hammer.

"No, no, no." Hammer shook his head, "Miss Stark, you only have three days left."

At the end, Hammer added, "Of course, these three days don't count today, but I am still very kind."

Ren, your uncle!

It seems that Natasha Stark in this universe is a very unqualified woman, but fortunately, she pays attention to her image, so she only speaks dirty words in her heart.

"Three days is three days."

"Then I'll just wait for the good news." After receiving a satisfactory answer, Hammer left with his men.ωωw..net

"Sean!" Natasha picked up Sean's severed finger, golden light flashed in her hand, and used magic to heal Sean's severed finger.

"You are really a genius, Natasha." Sean forced a smile.

"I'm sorry, it's all because of me that you were targeted by them." Natasha almost mentally greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the guy named Toad.

"I'm fine." Sean told Natasha not to worry, "It seems we have to speed up. I'm going to teach you the most basic and most practical skill of a magician."

What skill is so awesome?

Natasha was extremely curious.

"Portal."

From theory to practice, Natasha, who only practiced for two hours, was able to open a portal the size of a fist. However, her special effect was not an electric spark, but a circle of blue fluorescence that resembled future technology.

Natasha was a self-taught person and realized that skin patching was a useless skill that could only be used to increase fashion points.

"I succeeded Sean!" Natasha said excitedly.

"Yes, we can escape." Sean motioned to Natasha not to be so excited, "Imagine the scene behind the portal, and whatever you imagine will be where you go."

"Wait, oops."

"What's wrong? Your expression becomes so strange?" Natasha asked doubtfully.

"It's too late, I will buy time for you!" Sean began to carry various sundries and pile them at the entrance of the laboratory. He also took a physics holy sword and pinned it to the door bolt.

"The blinding spell just failed. They must have discovered our little move."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were curses outside the door, and then there was the noise of banging on the door.

"Damn it, this door won't hold up for long!" Sean firmly pressed against the door, "Natasha! Come on!"

"Okay, okay, okay, fuck! I've never been so excited in my life!"

Natasha repeated the action of opening the portal over and over again, but it was not efficient. She shook her fist several times before it turned into a basketball.

The crashing sound became louder and louder, and it was obvious that the terrorists outside the door were becoming increasingly violent.

"rpg!"

Sean dodged quickly, and the explosion of the rocket launcher did not cause much damage to him. It seemed that the group used a less powerful model.

"Damn it, hurry up! Open it quickly!" Natasha felt that her hands were shaking and cramping. Why is this damn portal only half a person tall?

What is this? A dog hole?

The terrorists outside the door had already rushed in. Hammer stood at the door, making up words starting with f and s.

"It seems I have to torture you." Hamo's face was as dark as the bottom of a big pot in the countryside.

Reciting an obscure spell in his mouth, Sean endured the severe pain in his fingers and cast the spell. Dozens of blue tentacles fell from the sky and swept the surrounding terrorists into the air.

"Sean! I love you so much!" Out of the corner of her eye, Natasha caught sight of Sean suddenly showing off his power, and Natasha shouted excitedly, "You are my superhero!"

I don't know if it was due to psychological effects, but the teleportation array suddenly became a lot bigger this time. At least Natasha, who had practiced yoga, could barely bend down and get through it.

"Just a little while, just hold on a little longer..." Natasha kept encouraging herself in her mind.

Hell, I always feel like something is interfering with me. Shouldn’t the portal be opened with a “biu~” moment?

Naturally, the remaining terrorists would not sit still and wait for death. They opened fire and counterattacked under Hammer's order. Sean immediately used a magic shield to block all the bullets fired at himself and Natasha.

"Successful! Sean! Let's go!"

[Fate sometimes likes to joke with me. I used to laugh it off, but this time I stayed silent]

"careful!"

Sean yelled, he had reached his limit, the magic shield could no longer be maintained, and a bullet penetrated his right shoulder, leaving a trail of blood.

"Sean!"

Natasha was so jealous that she ran over and stretched out her hand, trying to pull Sean, who was shot, to her side.

"Run! Don't look back!" Sean let out his final roar, and a ball of soft magic hit Natasha who was running towards her, pushing her towards the open portal with overwhelming force.

"Sean!"

"Newbies often make the same mistake..."

Sean smiled and said his final farewell to Natasha, "They won't close the portal at the other end yet."

The blue portal closed, and Sean finally let Natasha escape from the cave and sent her back to the beach house.

"ishesforyou."

Sean's last smile was swallowed up by the firelight behind him.

…

In the seaside villa, Natasha's embarrassed figure fell into her familiar bedroom, and the noise immediately attracted someone's attention.

"Miss?!" Jarvis, the old butler, came over looking for the voice. When he saw Natasha lying on the ground in a miserable state, he burst into tears with excitement.

"God bless you, Miss, you came home safely." Jarvis hurriedly ran over and helped Natasha up from the ground.

"Miss, why are you crying?"

"Jarvis, I, I just lost a best friend." Natasha wiped away her tears. At this moment, she seemed to recall the night when her parents left five years ago.

"Miss, you should take a shower first." Jarvis suggested.

"You're right, Jarvis." Natasha wiped away her tears, "I want to make something."

"Can you help me go to the street and buy ten deluxe cheese hot dogs?"

"Of course. In addition, tonight's trip is to have dinner with Mr. Yixing. He has made an appointment for a long time." Jarvis said respectfully.

"Yixing? That arrogant man who dares to publish professional film reviews after watching two movies?" Natasha's disgust was written directly on her face, "Hell, how do I know the name of such a loser? Don't let this happen

Why don't you waste my time, Jarvis, I just escaped from a group of terrorists."
Chapter completed!