Natasha's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help but raise her hand and point at the furniture and sundries: "You used your points to buy these things?"
Luke's non-chief face showed a straightforward look of confusion: "Of course, it's too troublesome to transport it myself."
He kindly comforted the female agent: "Don't worry, we will advance these points. Once the mission is completed, just add them to the cost."
Natasha's heart twitched again: You bastard are the Blackie! You must think my debts are not enough, or you are a salesman sent by the boss!
After a while, enjoying the strong water flow from the shower head in the bathroom, the female agent sighed with satisfaction: "It's so comfortable."
Being a Caucasian, she always felt that she tended to stink if she didn't take two showers a day.
Now that I have come back from the snow and ice outside, this hot bath is even more perfect.
When she came out of the shower and sat on the sofa drinking the hot coffee that Luke poured for her, she couldn't help but say, "Well, this is indeed quite comfortable."
Luke looked at her a little blankly: "Did you suspect it would be uncomfortable before?"
Natasha: ... You help a poor guy pay on credit without asking, and it's a debt he can't deny. How would that poor guy feel comfortable
She is still very self-aware.
Compared to Batman and White Wolf, she is definitely the poorest among the big guys' partners.
She is a member of the Avengers. She can let Tony pay for her official business, but she has to pay for her personal matters herself.
Her professional ethics prevented her from reselling the Avengers' internal information and intelligence, and there weren't many other things that could be bought and sold, so it was really not easy to earn points.
The Avengers do receive a "salary" of fifty points every month.
Unfortunately, the boss has so many good things that these points are not enough to spend, let alone pay off debts.
She asked casually, "Where is the knight?"
Luke flipped through the intelligence she had just gathered and answered without even looking up, "He had a lot to do and has already gone back."
Natasha frowned: "This is the mission he accepted."
Luke raised his head and smiled: "Sorry, so let's officially confirm now, are you willing to accept that your partner in this mission will be me?"
Natasha gave him a soft and charming smile, picked up her polarized glasses and put them on: "I will consult the knight first."
After contacting the knight through the team channel, she confirmed that the task was indeed transferred by him.
If she refuses to accept it, the knight will return and the White Wolf will automatically withdraw.
Looking at this answer, she hesitated a little.
Batman is definitely more reliable, but White Wolf, who he personally recommended, can also be trusted.
Bai Lang's combat capability is not bad. She has also watched carefully the scene of him fighting with three members of the special forces team in the car. His ability to change the direction of the bullet with a mid-air strike is even more bizarre.
More importantly, White Wolf is easier to talk to than Batman.
She thought for a moment, then smiled at Bai Lang and said, "Then do you have any other opinions on the share ratio that he and I agreed on before?"
Luke showed a carefree expression and waved his hand: "For friends, I don't mind being more sincere. The profit sharing should still be based on the agreement between you and Lao Hei. But afterwards, I am willing to give 10% to the beautiful Ms. Nata. How about it?"
Natasha's heart skipped a beat.
The minimum profit share agreed upon by Batman before was 30% to 70%. Now she can get 40% to 80%, so of course she made a profit.
"Deal." She agreed decisively.
A few years ago, she would just wave her fingers, make some small expressions and gestures, and some silly men would give her money.
In the past two years, it is not easy to meet such a rich and stupid local tycoon.
Alas, I am still getting old! She sighed in her heart, and looked at the fake African opposite with a bright smile and found it more pleasing to the eye.
…
But within two days, she felt what it meant to be in pain and happy at the same time.
It all started when she came back one day after the reconnaissance and saw a certain African-American man wearing a loose sportswear, demonstrating one move after another.
He made these movements slowly but smoothly, obviously the result of long-term practice.
Out of politeness, she did not go forward to disturb them, but just watched quietly from the side.
Someone who usually loves to smile foolishly and seems a little silly now has a calm and composed face, and looks exceptionally clear.
Those movements have a soothing and gentle rhythm that is pleasing to the eye.
This lasted for more than 20 minutes before Luke finished his work. He turned to look at her with his signature smile: "You're back."
Natasha nodded, with a curious glint in her eyes: "Well, what is this you are practicing, can you tell me about it?"
Luke: "This is a bit complicated. After you go wash up, we can talk about it?"
Natasha agreed.
More than 20 minutes later, she sat on the sofa in loose home clothes, drinking warm black tea: "White Wolf, can you tell me about your aerobics?"
Luke nodded, his expression becoming serious. “Before we begin, you have to give me a promise that you will not reveal anything that follows. It’s best to keep it as a secret that can never be told.”
Natasha's expression also became formal, and she nodded slowly: "Okay, I agree."
Luke smiled again, "Come on, let me show you something good."
He projected an explanatory document in front of the two of them.
A few minutes later, Natasha was surprised and secretly delighted. She subconsciously sent a signal to a local tycoon with her eyes: "White Wolf, do you mean you can teach me this?"
Luke nodded: "Of course, we are friends."
Natasha was so happy that she wanted to praise the local tycoon, but the next sentence came into her ears: "But you have to buy the right to use it from the boss first."
Natasha: ... Are you kidding me? You must be the boss's salesman!
Ten minutes later, the female agent had an inexplicably complicated look on her face as she looked at the points account data the boss had just sent her: -12751.
The "1" on the big head was just added, in exchange for a mysterious practice method called "XX Qi Refining Technique".
It is said that this practice method is a secret secretly obtained from a certain super organization in the East.
Once this organization discovers that she has practiced this thing, she might have no choice but to ask Thor to take her to the other nine worlds for refuge.
Natasha didn't care about this. It was good enough to have a place to run to. When she was a child in the red house, she didn't even have a chance to escape.
As the saying goes, you get what you pay for. The things from the big boss are definitely not fake or inferior, and the high price is reasonable.
The benefits mentioned in the instruction document alone, such as increased physical fitness, improved cleansing activity, increased destructive power, and moderate improvement in defense, were enough to attract her.
Ten thousand points can buy a "quasi-superpower" that can be cultivated to become stronger. What else do you need a bicycle for!
The boss also commissioned a "salesman" named Bai to show her some of the effects of the practice, as well as a complete set of practice courses that "guaranteed to teach her until she learns it."
Of course, there is no additional charge for these items, which can be regarded as supporting services of Qigong.
At this time, the female agent was finally 100% sure that the guy in front of her, whose name contained a white word but who actually had a black skin and an even blacker heart, would definitely benefit from this business.
Regardless of whether the benefit is a commission or an exchange of interests, it will not be free of charge.