Chapter 1611 Fishing Day (Part 4)

Chapter 1584 Fishing Day (4)

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became silent.

It's like when everyone is joking and telling a serious ghost story before going to bed, everyone is playing childish tricks like "there is someone behind you", and some are telling horror stories that they heard on the Internet or from others. A joke, and then someone seriously told a ghost story that sent shivers down everyone's spine.

What's more terrifying than the ghost story itself is that the other party seems not to understand the meaning of the polite social invitation itself, and the warm or warm atmosphere that was finally enlivened returns to its original state. The person who initiated this topic must bear responsibility.

So Ivan pursed his lips, leaned forward, put the palms of his hands together, and said: "You should know that the domestic violence rate in Russia is very high. There are always husbands beating their wives, fathers beating their sons, or drunkards. Drinking like crazy at home.”

"The damn cold weather and extreme living conditions force people to always maintain a state of excitement. This was originally a way to vent their excitement in order to fight against nature, either through sex, violence, or both. ”

"Some people choose to vent their excitement by abusing their partners when the door is closed due to heavy snow. This has resulted in many cases of domestic violence and marital rape, as well as many cases of manslaughter that resulted in death."

Ivan's voice was very deep. When he used some long sentences to describe the state of affairs, the Russian accent mixed with English was like a knife, plowing deep ravines in English, a language with relatively simple expressions. , reminiscent of snow, rust and wine.

"But the murderer you saw today was like that. I was drinking, and you were very serious. When the police took me away, the two of you passed by each other at the bottom of an overpass in Moscow."

"I was dressed fairly neatly, but I was a homeless man. My cerebellum was very confused, and I was paralyzed by alcohol or drugs. And most importantly, I resorted to violence because I was excited, but I was excited because of violence and murder."

"Do I know this boy? Or did I just carefully find someone on the roadside?" Natasha asked.

Eric quickly opened his eyes. When the gaze cast from these clear blue eyes fell on Natasha's face, the beautiful male agent consciously opened his eyes. .

"This is something you don't deserve." Nick took a sip of cold tea and sighed heavily: "The agents focus on retreating the attack, which is a continuous retreat, and what the family needs is the guards who stop. Those seven It’s about being able to balance both. Every security professional who feels that they are unable to balance the relationship will die miserably in the end.”

Eric coughed twice in embarrassment, and Natasha's eyes immediately fell on me, and she said, "Captain, he is the only woman out there who doesn't have a fixed partner."

"When he was being chased like a drowned dog, was it bad enough for you to come up behind him and laugh at him with your face safe and sound?"

"You and Carter... you two are very special." Niu Yuanli thought for a long time before squeezing out a sentence from his mouth, and then said with some certainty: "You know what you should say, but with them Compared with this rich and peaceful love history, you two are just like big lambs."

"Scenes that link sex and death are not common." Niu Yuan lowered his eyes and said: "Usually, people think that humans can feel something similar to an extreme low ebb a few seconds after death."

"It's not possible that I'm hallucinating." Schiller said, holding the teacup in both hands: "Very few mental illnesses can bring about neurosis, and these things that often appear in our cerebellum, linger behind our eyes, and make us... It’s a clear dream and an illusion of reality, Xiao Shao has nothing to do with death.”

Ivan shook his head and said, "You were just passing by. Did you see the entire murder process? You only saw the first scene of the murderer being taken out of the police car. I was so excited that I felt like I was on drugs."

"You're just being too realistic, and that doesn't hurt."

Suddenly, this amazing aggression disappeared again, and Natasha's face became normal again, and a little alienated. You said: "Unfortunately, because of professional requirements, you have to be careless. In fact, you are like this The real lunatic, they might meet Tony Stark now."

"Where's the family?" Schiller asked.

"Perhaps, I saw me getting out of bed with this boy." Ivan took a sip of hot tea, shook his head and said, "It's hard to explain why I am so excited."

"Is this nonsense that I deceived you?" Eric asked with a frown, and then I cited evidence: "You have been on the verge of death several times, but you only felt fear and pain. ”

The second half of my sentence was so certain that Natasha had no room to refute, so you just turned your face to the side, poked your cheek with a finger, then turned your head back to look at Schiller and said.

"What about Peggy?" Natasha raised an eyebrow and asked.

"You heard I behaved badly enough."

"More than that." Natasha rolled her eyes without any resentment and said, "You should have such low expectations for me. It seems that these rumors in the world that have nothing to do with the cover model's debauchery are all exaggerations. It's really I understand how Tony got a bad rap among us."

"Women don't have the spirit of adventure in that aspect. We always have a ridiculous idea. This is not a male agent with rich experience who will wash his hands because he falls in love with us. Even if you are codenamed White Widow, no one is betting. I can enjoy your beauty and style at any cost.”

"You think you should go back to sleep." Nick lowered his voice and said in Eric's ear: "As usual, what follows is a midnight tea party between a mentally ill man and a madman... He knows he has something to do with us, right? ?”

"Should such a woman send a representative to talk to you?" Natasha looked dissatisfied and kicked her thigh back, and said: "You are a simple big boy, don't use anything." If they try to prevaricate you with topics like "masculinity" and "gentlemanly behavior," they can't be more straightforward."

"You are a very famous agent." Natasha lifted one leg and put it under the other leg, hugged her two arms together, smiled and said, "That sounds contradictory, but the White Widow's nickname is Ding Ding.”

"A small number of murderers who suffer from mental illness claim that we see what happens between ourselves and the victim in hallucinations. We sometimes see the victim growing devil's horns, so we feel that we are doing justice to God. I saw the victim rushing towards me with a knife, so I wanted to fight back in self-defense.”

"No harm?"

"That's ridiculous." Eric commented. It was absolutely impossible for me to accept such a ridiculous truth, but at that time I noticed the expression on Natasha sitting opposite me.

"That's indeed a pity." Nick said that, but Natasha was reluctant, and you looked at Nick again.

"Mind talking?"

"Perhaps no one can turn those into a sense of slowness, but it should be a large number of people." Nick shrugged and said: "In fact, death is really a very pleasant thing. Those who pursue a sense of slowness but use small things sparingly." How can an addict who consumes drugs and destroys his body try it?”

Steve had to use his eyes to look at me again, and he glanced at me continuously. When he found that Charles had no reaction, Steve could only say: "But the continuous retreat never started. That day The child is getting violent, and there is nothing to comfort him? It's the past, your old friend."

"You'd rather wear your belt tighter than bet again and again whether they're holding a knife in front of their back. That's not one of the things that keeps you alive and becoming a legendary agent."

"He's always optimistic, Steve." Charles said saltily or lightly, but it seemed to arouse Niu Yuanli's anger. I turned to stare at Charles and said, "And he is always too pessimistic. "

Seeing that the two of us were going to tell all the old accounts again, Nick cleared his throat and looked at Schiller, half curious and half changing the subject, he asked: "Doctor, he used his superb conversation again Techniques have driven everyone away, and he still hasn’t told you why he chose his family.”

"How much time do you two have at this time?" Niu Yuanli tilted his head to the side, pursed his lips and said, "You come in a hurry, you go in a hurry, you have counted how many times you have been interrupted by tasks to make friends. ”

Nick immediately raised his hands to express surrender and said: "Men are trouble, and men like him are even more trouble. One stick can kill half of your life."

"It's Tony's wealth that makes me get a bad rap." Nick laughed and said, "But there are also people who can despise me for a woman dealing with the White Widow, especially when he doesn't have such a small child with me. expect."

"You? You are on another level."

"Crazy." Eric also leaned his head and said something unbelievable, while Nick tried his best to raise his eyelids and looked at Niu Yuanli from under his eyes, leaving only the whites of his eyes to the others, and then continued "But what is quite shocking is that a very small number of these people are seeking death themselves," he said.

"You feel that at this time you are... full of power. In addition, you killed us in the process."

"Very confused." It was Charles who spoke that time.

"Maybe we understand, but we just don't have the confidence to escape." Schiller covered his lips with a cup and said, "Maybe we think that the people who will die by his hands in the future will be because we are weak and cautious enough. I can play with him in applause."

"You just want to infer from this..." Schiller adjusted his glasses heavily, and Magneto, who was sitting opposite me, frowned slightly. Niu Yuan continued: "I'm sure no one deviates from that argument. Maybe I feel that giving death to others allows us to feel the slowness of ascending to heaven, and at the same time, we can also feel slowness and joy. It is something that is close to sex in a limited way, but less pure and noble than this. "

"He once killed us before getting into bed with his partner. How does it feel?" Schiller turned to look at Natasha and asked.

"That's what we should talk about late at night." Nick poured himself another cup of tea, and then said without regret: "It's a pity that your wine is still outside the box. Alcohol makes people talk more freely, right?"

"You think, no one is stupid enough to think that a male agent can achieve an almost 100% mission completion rate based solely on frontal combat capabilities. Even from the outside, you are such a bad man, but there is nothing Everyone is betting."

"My appearance suits you very well." Natasha raised her lower lip and deliberately exposed her teeth when she smiled to make herself look more sophisticated and wicked, and said, "It's not these eyes that deceive you. , when I look at him and say love words, he will think, how I perform next is also important. "

Eric covered his face. My moral bottom line prevented me from participating in that slightly evil topic, but Niu Yuanli, who was at least the same age as me, and even Charles listened with gusto.

"So we are all dead." Natasha's eyes and mouth corners were sharp when she smiled. This kind of evil and cruelty made you look like a real poisonous spider.