Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 13: Beat the ghost

After returning to Earth, Kewen lived a very leisurely and comfortable life.

I see a doctor during business hours every day, and study with the magic book of 'Kama Taj' in the evening.

For every spell he learns, he transforms that spell into his own.

Instead of borrowing the magic of the corresponding dimension like the ancient one, to release the magic of the corresponding dimension.

Kewen is different from the mages in this world. He has magic power himself, so why should he be a thief?

So, this kind of life continued peacefully for several months, and the time entered 2008.

…

In early summer, morning joggers in Central Park gradually increase.

Kowen is one of them.

On this day, he found a target that activated his testosterone during his morning run.

The rejoicing white hair that is slightly over the shoulders, the narrow but fat-free back, and the tight peach buttocks that bounce up and down between runs make people dizzy.

There is one flaw in this target's stature, however.

The height of nearly 1.7 meters and the shape of the upper body are considered perfect.

But the other person's thighs are a little thicker.

This is somewhat inconsistent with Kewen's aesthetic.

But he has been a monk for a long time, and he finally found a target with white hair, which made his turbulent heart a little bit eager to move.

Kewen thought that it would be nice if he used the ability of 'red hands' to transform the other's thighs, then he would have a perfect bed partner.

But there is another problem, that is, he doesn't know what the other person looks like.

So Kewen took a closer look again.

Based on the range of the opponent's upper body during running, Kewen immediately estimated the opponent's bust.

He was very satisfied with the size, or more than expected.

With so many high-quality conditions combined, Kewen immediately decided to strike up a conversation to see what the other party really looked like.

The speed of the jogging started to increase, but not too suddenly.

Half a minute later, Kewen approached the woman's back.

Listening to the other party's very rhythmic breathing, Kewen smiled and said hello: "Hey, pay attention to the left."

The woman heard the words and immediately moved slightly to the right, but did not look back.

Seeing this, Kewen simply continued to run forward and said at the same time: "Excuse me, I'm a doctor, I observed you..."

Speaking of this, Kewen had already run side by side with the woman's body. Turning his head to watch, he finally saw the other's face clearly.

The other party is a beautiful woman, a kind of beauty with a very distinctive appearance.

But Kewen's smile froze, and he couldn't continue to speak.

What is just about to move, what hormones, at the same time settle down at this moment.

whatthefunk! ! !

Kewen, who went into the countryside as the custom, cursed in his heart.

"What did you observe?"

Magnetic, slightly low voice sounded, the woman jogged, turned her head and smiled and stared at Kewen: "Or, are you just talking up?"

Kewen smiled a little unnaturally, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, I don't usually see Ms. you during the morning run, so I took the liberty to strike up a conversation."

"Really?"

The woman's lips are thick, but it makes the other party's facial features look very harmonious, and she said playfully: "But your eyes tell me that what you think in your heart is not the same as what you say in your mouth. ?"

"Uh..."

Kewen's mind changed quickly, and he quickly found an excuse: "Sorry, I know a lot of women, so I can see that, ma'am, you don't seem to be easy to mess with, so I'm bothering you, I don't want to cause trouble, please accept me apology."

"Really?"

The woman looked down, looked at Kewen's figure, and nodded with a smile: "A doctor with a good figure and a high income, and indeed has the capital of a playboy, I will treat the woman you know is not Less, but..."

The woman slows and stops.

She tilted her head slightly and said playfully: "You're right about 'not to be messed with', I'm cia's agent, and your expression tells me that the reason you said is just a lie. So... "

The woman said in a slightly menacing tone: "Tell me, what really made you stop approaching?"

Kewen pinched his temples helplessly, and then said, "Listen, ma'am, I really don't want to cause any trouble. Can I ask you to pretend that what happened just now didn't happen? Or, do you want an apology?"

"No, I just want the truth."

The woman smiled unabated: "Of course you can choose to refuse, after all..."

The woman raised her hand to show her posture: "I'm running in the morning. I don't have my documents and weapons with me. I don't have the right to force you to do anything."

"Sorry! I'm sorry!"

Kewen raised his hand to touch his chest, bowed slightly and apologized again.

When the words fell, Kewen turned around and left, then started jogging and returned to the direction of the hospital.

The woman was stunned.

She stared at Kewen's distant back for a moment, then smiled softly: "Interesting..."

…

Twenty minutes later, Kewen returned to the hospital with a face full of lawsuits.

Standing at the door, he looked up at his own hospital, and then couldn't help sighing: "Damn, this can hit a ghost! How can there be no safe life!?"

After muttering, Kewen continued to sigh and walked into the hospital.

As expected.

Just an hour later, the woman I ran into in Central Park walked into the consultation room as the first patient to open today.

Clap!

The document was left on the table in front of Kewen by the woman.

The woman sat down with a smile and raised her chin at the document: "Can you talk about it now? What was the reason for your attitude change before?"

Kewen stared at the other party's eyes, sighed and picked up the document.

"cia...Agent Romanoff..."

Looking back at Natasha, the 'Black Widow' in front of him, Kewen pretended to be suspicious: "Romanov? Russian surname? Can a political trial enter cia?"

"Are you discriminatory?"

Natasha narrowed her eyes slightly, and her smile became a little dangerous: "Or, do you want me to take you back to investigate?"

"Please don't!"

Kewen shook his head and pushed the fake ID in his hand back along the table.

Look at the woman in front of you again.

Details come to Kewen's mind.

Natasha Romanov, a 'Black Widow' from Russia's Red House spy agency, now joins S.H.I.E.L.D., one of the future Avengers, and the savior of this world.

In the future, the opponent will sacrifice himself in exchange for a 'soul gem', thus saving half of the lives of the universe.

Corwen's sense of Natasha is somewhat mixed.

No matter how violent the 'Black Widow' in other worlds is, the Black Widow in this movie universe is an existence worthy of admiration.

However, regret is regret, admiration is admiration, but Kewen didn't want to have anything to do with the other party.

Otherwise he'll be noticed by S.H.I.E.L.D., by Hydra, by the Avengers, by other good guys or bad guys.

That would be a lot of trouble.

Kewen has been paying attention and paying attention. He always makes himself like a normal ordinary person in this world, just to avoid being troubled.

But who would have thought that a flirtatious conversation was being bumped into by a character he couldn't avoid.

What makes him speechless is that Natasha is not actually white, she just likes to dye her hair and change her hairstyle.

The current white hair must be the other party's temporary aesthetic.

Kewen felt a little regretful at this point.

He should have erased a memory for Natasha on the spot when he was in Central Park.

It's too late now.

As an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Natasha's authority is very high, but the one-eyed black stewed egg director doesn't trust anyone at all.

So, Natasha's itinerary must be on the record.

If Natasha loses her memory now, sooner or later S.H.I.E.L.D. will find out the anomaly and come to her door.

…

In a short moment, Kewen thought a lot.

In order not to let Natasha see anything, he immediately sighed and said, "Okay okay, then ma'am, what do you want to know?"

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Natasha pursed her lips and smiled slightly, then said, "That's the question, tell me, why did your attitude change so much after seeing me?"

"A lot of..."

Kewen said helplessly: "First of all, I found out that your running posture is unnatural, and I guess you are injured."

"Hmm~" Natasha nodded in agreement: "Continue."

"After that, because I observed more."

Kewen said nonsense: "Ma'am, you are very beautiful, but your skin condition is not commensurate with your own condition."

"Why not?" Natasha asked with interest.

"Women love beauty." Kewen replied: "But pardon me, lady, your skin seems to be rarely maintained, right?"

These words made Natasha raise her hand subconsciously and stroke her face lightly.

"Go on." Again she agreed with Cowen.

"I'm a doctor." Kewen continued: "I'm a confident doctor with good medical skills. Your skin is a little dark and yellow. That's the kind of skin that only appears after years of smoking."

"I can rule out occupations like chefs, industrial workshops, etc. because your skin isn't damaged to that extent, so..."

Cowen stopped here.

"So what?" Natasha laughed. "Go ahead~IndoMTL.com~ Your point is interesting."

"So..."

Cowen glanced into Natasha's eyes, then immediately avoided looking at each other, as if guilty and frightened.

"So..." After saying the third sound, Kewen stared at the table and said: "I guess the lady's skin condition should be affected by gunpowder...and..."

Kewen quickly glanced at Natasha's eyes again: "And your eyes, Madam, they are very independent and story-telling."

"Combining all the information, I guess that you may be very difficult to mess with, ma'am, sorry, so I subconsciously didn't want to continue to contact you at that time, I was afraid of trouble..."

A chuckle sounded.

Natasha put her elbows on the table and smiled with her cheeks supported: "You are still lying, and there must be lies in your reasons, but your last sentence of being afraid of trouble is true."

Hearing this, Kewen could not help secretly relieved... 17381/10739472