Marvel’s Princess Chapter 3: Omen

"You! Them? What on earth is this?..." The girl's mother couldn't figure out why the gang wanted to steal her son's toy car. She, who is also a police chief, sensed that something was a little strange.

But she thought that it was just a toy, so just take it away. Her husband, son, and daughter were all around her. It was inappropriate and not worth it for her to chase it alone.

Even if there is no point in catching up with her, these guys snatching toy cars look quite abnormal. What if they are lunatics who ran away from the hospital?

A man and a woman ran in two directions. The mother of the girl with the highest combat power at the scene did not chase her, nor did Bella, a person with strong psychological quality, have nothing to do with her in any way!

But the young girl was quite smart. She had been standing on the outside for a long time. At this time, she quickly stretched her legs and tripped the woman who snatched the toy car.

The girl's mother was a little helpless, but she couldn't ignore the man who had fallen. She ran over quickly, subdued the woman with a standard military capture action, and snatched back the naughty child's toy car.

What a glorious victory!

Although she felt that there was a secret inside the toy car, Bella was still ready to retreat. She was just a passerby, so why was she wasting her time here?

At this time she also heard the news about the flight and immediately said goodbye to her family of five.

"Well, my suggestion is that you'd better call the police as soon as possible. The goals of these guys are very problematic."

She took out the note and quickly wrote: "Nice to meet you. My name is Isabella Swan. This is my phone number. If the police need to ask for confirmation, you can contact me at any time."

By some strange coincidence, she handed the note to the young girl.

I don’t know why, but it’s probably because of my good looks.

The girl heard her self-introduction and also introduced herself: "Natasha Romanov."

Who? ! Bella's eyes suddenly became very strange.

Secretly telling herself to calm down, she looked the girl up and down and asked with great hesitation: "In what year were you born?"

If a man asks this, it will be extremely abrupt, and he will either get splashed in the face or kicked. But if a woman asks, it will be fine.

The girl Natasha was not mentally prepared for this question and answered smoothly: "In 1984, what about you? Miss Swan."

"Uh...I was born in 1983, you can call me Bella."

"Nata." Miss Natasha Romanov's answer was brief, powerful, and quite handsome.

The conversation between the two beauties ended quickly, or rather, Bella ran away in a hurry.

Now that Natasha is here, will Hawkeye and Tony Stark appear in the next second? Whether she is a little beauty or a big beauty, whether she was born in 1984 or 1884 has nothing to do with me. As an ordinary person, she should run far away.

......

Bella bought a very delicate-looking lighter for the cheap dad in the store, forgetting all about Natasha.

Then she found her boarding gate, and before she was about to take a step, a sudden omen made her stop.

A lot of pictures of unknown meaning suddenly appeared in my mind, including diseases, corruption, disasters, and killings. Some of the pictures were very real, while others were like slides, flashing out and disappearing in the next moment. There was no trace.

Bella felt that her palms were full of sweat, and her heart was beating rapidly at a very high frequency, as if she had received some kind of information, but due to the structure of the human brain, she could not understand the content of the information. Interpret it correctly.

Sweat soaked her forehead, her lips were slightly open, but she could not make any sound. It was as if an invisible giant hand was holding her soul tightly, and the strong fear made her almost suffocated.

"Passengers on flight 1...8...0...please be ready to board..." from the airport The radio was still playing as usual, but when it reached Bella's ears, it turned into intermittent electronic sounds, which were also mixed with almost imperceptible noise, as if there were some high-power electrical appliances interfering on the side.

"Why is this man standing in the middle?"

"She won't suddenly get sick, right?"

The sudden sound was like a huge stone being thrown into the lake. Bella exited from the strange state before and barely regained some mobility. She turned her head with a stiff neck and found a large number of men and women standing beside the elderly teacher. Passed by her under the leadership.

A few girls who thought they were pretty looked at Bella with sympathy. Country people, have you ever flown on an airplane?

"Classmate, do you need help?" The middle-aged female teacher saw Bella standing at the boarding gate, neither entering nor exiting, and couldn't help but ask.

"Huh?...Oh, it's okay! It's okay!" Bella was so frightened that she almost jumped up. She looked at the plane in the distance, the drizzle outside the window, and then at the pictures on the wall. Wall clock, I really can't keep calm inside.

She stepped aside, her memory was very vague. She had forgotten the details of the movie she had watched many years ago, but she trusted her intuition.

This plane cannot be boarded! You will die if you go up there!

Seeing more than forty young men and women preparing to board the plane with great interest, she hesitated several times and finally decided to speak.

Bella stopped the female teacher: "It's raining harder and harder outside, and the plane was delayed for an hour before. Maybe... maybe..." She was speechless as she spoke. , how should I say this?

"Crazy!"

"Her dress is so rustic, she looks like she has never seen the world."

"Maybe... what she said makes sense. The rain today is indeed too heavy."

The young students were actually the same age as Bella, so they regarded her as an interesting topic and started discussing her quite enthusiastically.

The differences were clear, and those who supported her statement and said they should be cautious were all boys, while those who sarcastically and ridiculed were all girls. However, after seeing the attitudes of the girls, most of the boys who supported Bella's statement also changed in time. camp.

"Really, I'm not kidding, ma'am, I have a very ominous premonition that this plane..." Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the female teacher.

The other party said in a caring tone: "Miss, I suggest you see a doctor. You are still young and some diseases need to be treated early... It's okay, it's okay, everyone should follow up!"

The female teacher called the students to board the plane, Bella's instructions were forgotten, and the forty men and women were already discussing the next journey.

Bella let out a long sigh, and she was also very confused in her heart. Could she have remembered it wrong? Will there be any trouble if I get involved in this kind of thing? Can social-level troubles and transcendent-level troubles be solved with my own small shoulders?

Does it have anything to do with whether Americans die or not? But then she made up her mind that this had nothing to do with America and everything to do with people.

Looking at the white-haired old man and the baby in his mother's arms, Bella's only sense of justice took over. In her opinion, the chance of something happening to the plane was more than 90%. We can't just watch people die.

She kept trying to persuade passengers not to board the plane.