Marvel's Disassembler

Chapter 194

The office is still the one from yesterday.

The only people inside are summer night and Frey.

"You won."

Frey came straight to the point: "no matter how you did it, you gave us all a vivid lesson."

"Thank you."

Summer night slightly adjusted his posture to make his sitting more comfortable.

Then he said, "in fact, you don't have to be nervous. No matter what I can do, at least I didn't do it."

"That's why the two of us can sit here today."

Frey said, "now, you are the winner. Please say what you want."

The corners of the mouth of the summer night flashed a smile: "do you dare to listen to my request?"

"What do you mean?" the expression on Frey's face was wonderful.

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Summer night and Frey talked in the room for about two hours before they opened the door.

Natasha always leaned against the wall. When she saw him coming out, she stood in front of him: "is the negotiation over?"

"Just made rules."

Summer night shrugged his shoulders and said, "at least, I hope to live in peace with you."

"But through violence?"

"Your words fully exposed your naive nature." summer night smiled, "you won't be so naive?"

Natasha flicked her lips. "Show your muscles and let Frey know what will happen to you. Then sit here as a peacemaker and make a pact with him. It's really a mature idea... Although it's bold."

"I just don't want to be disturbed."

Summer night smiled: "it's good now. We have reached an 'interesting' agreement."

"Interesting?" Natasha chewed the word and shook her head. "That's all?"

"Do you think I don't want enough? What do you think I will want?" summer night looked at the office behind him and smiled: "was he frightened last night?"

"Well, the amount of sweat almost washed him white."

"It's a pity that we didn't do this."

Summer night shrugged his shoulders.

"Someone wants to see you..." Natasha said with a serious expression: "would you like to?"

Summer night was silent for a moment, then nodded: "of course, I'm looking forward to it..."

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The widowed sister is still driving. She has almost forgotten her job as an agent and has become an exclusive driver.

Summer night looked out the window of the street, one hand holding his chin, silent.

Who is the person to see? I know well on summer night

Natasha picked him up when he went to the United Dark Energy Action Research Institute.

The person who issued this order should be the person who will see it soon.

All the way was silent. She looked out of the window on summer night and didn't speak. Natasha just watched his every move from the rearview mirror.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a seemingly ordinary building in a heavily guarded base.

He opened the door and got out of the car. Summer night stood in front of the building, looked at the building in front of him, looked at Natasha standing on the steps, took a deep breath, but gently shook his head: "it's a little harder than I thought..."

Natasha was a little surprised: "I thought you were fearless."

"Only with fear can we go further." the summer night whispered softly, "people who are 100 times stronger than me can't be completely fearless in their hearts, not to mention me?"

Natasha was silent for a moment. When she looked at summer night, her eyes had some different colors. She smiled and said, "go and see her. She has always... Wanted to see you."

"Me too. I have to see you."

The summer night's eyes became calm and followed Natasha into the building.

The elevator stopped on the seventh floor. The quiet aisle and comfortable colors made people feel relaxed.

Natasha led the way. Summer night suddenly asked, "since when did you follow her?"

The widowed sister, who had always been relatively free and easy, suddenly stepped a little, didn't look back, didn't speak, and came directly to a door: "please."

Summer night took back his thoughts, looked at the door handle in front of him, gently breathed out, grabbed it and unscrewed it.

Compared with the negotiation with Frey, summer night felt that the door seemed heavier.

Push the door and enter, and the relatively familiar style suddenly comes into view.

The whole room is made into a style of 70 years ago, which is incompatible with the high technology outside the window.

A window opens and the wind blows into the room, making the curtains flutter with the wind

The summer night looked at the bed where a woman lay.

Her white hair seemed to be awakened by the sound of opening the door. She slowly looked up and looked at the summer night.

Her eyes were cloudy, but she didn't know why, but she recognized the person in front of her in an instant. The old voice came from her throat: "is the world... Peaceful?"

"Too many people hope that the world will never be peaceful."

Summer night came over and said, "some people, in order to achieve some kind of peace, have tried to plunge the world into war again more than once."

When he came to him, he looked at Carter, who had white hair and could hardly recognize his face. On summer night, he gently pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a smile: "long time no see..."

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Natasha stood in the corridor, remembering a long time ago.

Bit by bit... Interwoven into a river.

But it is blurred because of the passage of time

I don't know when the sound of opening the door came from her ears. Natasha's thinking returned to reality. She looked at the door and stood there on summer night.

"Finished talking?"

Natasha sorted out her emotions and made her look calm.

"In fact, there is not so much to say."

Summer night looked at Natasha: "it may be better for me. But for her, I am already the memory of her youth."

Natasha was silent for a moment, and then said, "you always have a different meaning to her. She has lived her whole life, and to her, you are like a shadow hanging over her, affecting her every decision."

Summer night thought for a moment, then shook his head, "no matter what I used to mean to her. Now, it doesn't matter. She should get a rest, and now... Can you take me to a place?"

"Of course."

Natasha walked ahead: "you're right. She's been working hard for a long time. There should be a carefree ending."

Summer night did not speak. He went downstairs and got on the bus: "I'm going to see a man, Colonel Phillips."