amaotonovel Chapter 1596 Fishing Day (6)
Chapter 1596 Fishing Day (6)
In just one second after hearing Natasha's words, Charles Xavier made up about a dozen seasons of love series in his brain.
Few of the students at Xavier School for Gifted Boys know that Professor Xavier, who now seems to be knowledgeable, wise and gentle, actually had a dissolute and indulgent youth.
God is never fair, but he favored this young British man named Xavier, and gave him an astonishingly beautiful face and irresistible blue eyes. The appearance of Professor Xavier when he was young can be roughly described as: If you see him on any street in New York, you must think, either he has a sugar daddy, or he has several.
In his young, strong and energetic years, he met all kinds of beauties by chance, had a one-night passion, indulged in sensual enjoyment, like a wreck sunken at the bottom of the lake of desire, an orphan in a beautiful world, drifting with the water, blowing with the wind, experienced, enjoyed, and then left nothing behind.
On the contrary, the young Eric walked on the road of always wanting to be responsible to the family but always failed. He chased and couldn't understand him, and those who understood him didn't follow him. He was always alone, panicked and lonely.
These two very similar and diametrically opposed people, this pair of old friends, seem to be left by the whole world to stand side by side with each other until today.
Charles quickly finished the speculation in his mind to Eric, putting aside those euphemistic expressions and gorgeous rhetoric, Eric's response hit the point.
"You mean, Natasha is pursuing Schiller, and Luo Ji may also be pursuing Schiller, so Natasha won't let Luo Ji come to find Schiller?"
Charles nodded vigorously, his eyes full of interest, and Eric pointed out sharply: "But Luo Ji used to be a man."
Charles immediately opened his mouth wide. After he was stunned for a while, he drew a sign of the cross on his chest and exclaimed, "God."
Facts have proved that when a partner in a triangle relationship can be male or female, the complexity of the already complicated relationship will be more than doubled.
Charles rubbed his fingers, and said with some uncertainty: "However, this is also possible. It can be inferred from Schiller's previous behavior that he will not actively pursue the opposite sex, while Natasha is used to hunting all kinds of men."
"The male Loki may also be Natasha's servant, but now Natasha has turned her target to Schiller, so she doesn't want her former bed partner to appear in front of them."
"Well, I can understand that it might be really embarrassing." Charles touched his chin and said, "But it's too late, I've already told Rocky that we're ice fishing in Long Island."
Another ice fishing location, Nick and Steve are also discussing this issue, but their views seem to be completely opposite to Charles, because Nick knows Natasha better.
"I don't advocate the promiscuity of my agents, because you never know which sex partner you will fall into. As long as you relax for a moment, the knife under the pillow will cut your throat."
"But our Mrs. Romanov is a very smart woman. Otherwise, she would not be alive today. She knows what can be held in her arms and what should never be touched. If she didn't have such acumen, she might have died in bed long ago."
"It is absolutely impossible for her to take the initiative to invite Schiller." Nick's tone was very affirmative. He kept tapping the fishing rod in his hand with his fingers, and said, "Because she knows better than anyone that Schiller is of great importance, and any relationship with him needs to be carefully considered. Such a person is obviously not a good partner for a female agent who just wants to enjoy the sensual indulgence for a night, because it is likely to bring great trouble, and may affect future work."
"Natasha's careerism is astonishingly strong." Steve commented as he turned the shaft of the fishing rod: "After the disintegration of the former Soviet Union, the Russian secret service organization did not have such strong control over her. She could actually give up her secret service identity and live a peaceful life incognito, but she did not choose to do so."
"I've heard the legend of the black widow from Sharon, as if any difficult task is easy in her hands."
"This is especially rare for a female agent." Nick lifted up the fishing rod fiercely, looked at the little squid biting the hook with some disappointment, but he still took the squid off the hook seriously, and said: "The beautiful ladies in the secret service organization are usually more likely to be shaken, using their beauty or even their body to achieve tasks, either making them addicted to material desires and unable to control themselves, or making them feel self-loathing, exaggerating the degree of sacrifice, and feeling that life is hopeless."
"Natasha has never had such troubles, but I don't think this is entirely the result of brainwashing by the secret service organization. She lives in harmony with her own evil, brutality, indulgence, and prostitution, and even turns them into weapons or toys. If you want to pick one person in S.H.I.E.L.D. who least needs to see a psychiatrist, it must be her."
"I think this must be very attractive to psychiatrists." Steve said with a slight nod. "Every psychiatrist gives me the feeling that they firmly believe that everyone in this world is sick, and they can always convince their patients to believe this, and no exceptions are allowed."
Nick grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth. He threw the bait back into the water and said, "Perhaps that's why Schiller is interested in Natasha. You know, people who often deal with Schiller have received his psychotherapy without exception, and most of the people who don't often deal with Schiller are also attracted by him or tricked into receiving psychotherapy."
"But Natasha hangs around in front of Schiller every day. For a while, she even took on the job of sending letters between Schiller and me. But so far, Schiller has not been able to trick her into the psychological consultation room. It seems that our doctors are going to work hard this time."
Steve's laughing shoulders were trembling, and he didn't know who he was gloating at. Then he coughed twice and said, "It's hard for me to imagine the scene when Dr. Schiller pursued a woman."
"I'm afraid it's more than that. Charles just sent me a letter saying that Rocky is coming. What do you think she is doing?"
Steve was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I heard from Thor that Frigga is urging the marriage recently, maybe Luo Ji wants to ask Schiller for help?"
"I hope it's just helping," Nick said noncommittally.
While they were muttering, they saw a beam of lightning strike the blackened reeds not far from where they were fishing. Luo Ji walked out first, followed by Thor.
Luo Ji's face was full of anger, while Thor's face was full of helplessness, but the two of them seemed to have just had a big quarrel and reached a ceasefire agreement, and they didn't show anything in front of outsiders, as if they really just passed by and joined this fellowship event.
"Long time no see, captain." Rocky and Steve hugged each other.
After Steve let go of his arm, he looked at her and Thor's attire. The protoss of Asgard were not afraid of the cold, and Loki, who was a frost giant, was the same, so she just wore an autumn buttonless woolen trench coat, a dark brown scarf wrapped loosely around her neck twice, black calfskin gloves on her hands, and a pair of thick-heeled lacquered ankle boots.
The strong Thor was wearing a black motorcycle jacket and a pair of high-top Martin boots. Steve couldn't help but patted his arm and said jokingly: "If I didn't know that you just came from Asgard, I would have thought you had robbed Nick's wardrobe."
Nick let out a "chih", took two steps back, shook his right foot like a rogue, looked Thor up and down and said, "Come on, Steve, you don't understand jackets at all. If you have seen my wardrobe, you will know that what this big man wears is the opposite of fashionable."
Luo Ji put her gloved hands into the sleeves opposite her. Her long hair was fluttering in the cold wind. She had to squint her eyes and keep shaking her head back to keep the hair from sticking to her eyelashes or around her mouth. Then she stepped on the ice with the heels of her leather boots and asked, "How many of you came? How was the harvest?"
"It's actually not bad." Steve showed her the water tank, and it was almost full again in just two hours after lunch. He squatted down sideways in a very gentlemanly way, so that he would not block Luo Ji's sight, and introduced.
"There are a lot of fish schools here in terms of quantity and variety. Perhaps because of this, they are fiercely robbing for food, and there are fewer big fish."
"I think there are squids all over the world in this lake." Nick lifted the fishing rod again, and a small squid was hanging on his hook. He gave a "tss" in frustration, and impatiently tore the squid off and threw it into the water tank.
"You're the one who caught all the squids in the world." Steve laughed in a deep voice, "The culprit who stuffed our water tanks."
"Will you invite us to join?" Rocky turned to look at Nick and asked, "If it's still popular, we'll come back to New York later to bring some fishing gear, or something else you're missing."
"Just to let the royal family of Asgard give me a leg, I also want to say, yes, welcome to this fishing activity." Nick smiled and opened his arms to them, and Loki hugged him again.
"Why do you suddenly want to come here?" Steve stood beside the rainwater tank and chatted with Thor. Thor put his hands on his hips, raised his eyes and glanced at Luo Ji, wanted to say something, but seemed to remember the armistice agreement, and then said with a thud: "Frigga's urging her to get married made her upset, so I went out with her to relax. Can I go back to pick up Sif in time? She is also a little upset."
"Actually, I'm curious, there are not even ten members of your royal family, why does it seem like a thousand things bother you every day?" Steve joked.
"That's the truth." Thor shook his head and said, "It wouldn't be like this before, because the busy war took up all of our energy, and once you are free, you will find that there are air leaks everywhere."
"Recently there is another type of rumor in Asgard. They compare Sif and Frigg, saying that because Sif was born as a Valkyrie, she is busy fighting on the front line, so she is far less meticulous in managing internal affairs than Frigg."
"What's the relationship between the two?" Steve asked a little puzzled.
"It doesn't matter at all." Thor sighed deeply, and continued: "They just hope that the power of the Queen of God can be limited within the scope of internal affairs. The general meaning is, 'You should concentrate on managing the three-acre land of Asgard. If you can't do this well, don't think about other things.'"
"Why didn't there be such a phenomenon in Frigg's time? She should be more lenient than Sif, right?"
"Because Frigga is tactful enough." Thor pursed his lips and said, "On the surface, she is a husband and wife, beautiful and gentle, and never questioned the decision of the God King. In fact, it's just because she doesn't have to question it publicly. She has other ways to control Odin, and people can't fault it. Sif is a bit blunt and reckless."
Suddenly Thor trembled, he froze for a while, as if he was checking something with his mind, and then said as if his butt was burned: "I have to take Sif over quickly, she beat the deputy housekeeper of Asgard again!"