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Chapter 166 Don't misunderstand, it's just a magic trick.

"I'd much rather take a sexy woman home than a filthy burly man. And rather than leaving in my car, I think you, Mr. Stark, need to think about how to give Aunt Pepper a reasonable explanation."

As he spoke, Erin pointed to a place over a hundred meters away.

Happy Hogan, a burly man who was struggling to push through the crowd, was leading Pepper Potts rapidly toward them.

"Happy, Pepper, when did they arrive?"

Turning his head, Tony Stark quickly spotted Happy and Pepper in the crowd and said with some surprise.

Seeing this, Erin didn't reply, but started the engine and drove away from the corner that was attracting more and more attention, amidst the roar of the Aston Martin's engine.

Tony Stark's presence is like a natural light bulb, exceptionally eye-catching.

If Arlin hadn't slightly distorted the thoughts of the surrounding crowd with his psychic field, the surging crowd and the reporters who had come with Tony Stark would have been enough to engulf the quiet corner where Arlin had parked his car in just a short while.

While the power of the psychic field is extremely strong, it also consumes a great deal of Erin's mental energy.

Having just survived a major battle and suffering severe spiritual depletion, Arlin didn't want to expend even more energy because of Tony Stark.

of course.

The main reason was that Erin didn't want to be nagged by Aunt Pepper, who was crowding towards them from a distance, so she pushed Tony Stark, the natural scapegoat, out to let the agitated Pepper vent her frustrations.

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"Hey hey hey!!"

Tony, caught off guard, was driven away by Erin. As he watched Erin roll down the car window and wave at him with her back turned, his lips twitched involuntarily.

"That ungrateful bastard..."

Before Tony could finish speaking...

Without Arryn's psychic field shielding him, the eager reporters quickly rushed toward Tony Stark, carrying their cameras and microphones.

His crazed appearance startled Tony Stark.

In no time, Tony Stark was surrounded by a group of reporters, with microphones almost shoved into his face.

Simultaneously.

One question after another, like a bombardment, rapidly bombarded Tony Stark's ears.

"Mr. Stark, I'm a reporter from the Huancheng Evening News. What are your thoughts on the disaster that happened in Harlem tonight...?"

"Mr. Stark, someone saw you briefly interacting with the figure who summoned the six-winged angel on the rooftop in Harlem. What did you discuss? Was that luminous figure human, or an incarnation of God...?"

"Mr. Stark, you were one of the first superheroes to arrive at the battlefield. Do you know the origins of the two monsters that initially ravaged Harlem, and the identity of the final demon...?"

"There are rumors that the two monsters in the initial battle were products of military human experimentation. Is this true?"

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Not far away.

Seeing this, Pepper, who was squeezing towards them, immediately shouted to Happy, "Happy, Tony's in trouble, we need to hurry!"

Hearing this, Happy Hogan, who was sweating profusely from being jostled by the crowd ahead, took a deep breath and said, "Right away!"

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The trouble Tony Stark is now facing is unknown to Erin, who has already driven away from Harlem.

Looking at the gradually thinning traffic outside the window, Natasha suddenly turned to Erin and asked, "Our little fortune teller, did you foresee something tonight that made you appear in Harlem so coincidentally?"

"No, I drove here from Chinatown after seeing it on the news on TV."

Shaking his head, Erin continued, "However, this disaster had appeared in my divination before! In fact, not only me, but some gifted mediums also foresaw this disaster before it occurred."

"Of course, more fortunately than what we foretold, someone successfully summoned a six-winged angel during this disaster, ending it. In our prophecy, this prosperous city was destroyed by the evil god's follower who transformed into an insect demon..."

Upon hearing this, Natasha looked at Erin with a mixture of belief and doubt in her bright, large eyes.

Did this guy really predict this disaster?

There were also some gifted mediums who foresaw this disaster.

Thinking of this, Natasha's eyes quickly darted around.

Natasha had certainly encountered the profession of medium, which is similar to that of a charlatan, during her career.

However, those she came into contact with were just a bunch of pretentious charlatans who fooled people.

but.

She had indeed heard some of her colleagues in the bureau say that some true spiritual masters do possess mysterious methods that are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Natasha didn't really believe it at first.

But now, she feels it's necessary for Nick Fury to find a way to recruit some truly capable mediums to help her make a few prophecies after she gets back.

after all.

If this kind of supernatural disaster happens a few more times in Harlem, the Federation might as well tear S.H.I.E.L.D., which has jurisdiction over this area, apart.

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After catching a glimpse of Natasha's doubtful look out of the corner of his eye, Erin smiled but offered no explanation.

Instead, he asked, "By the way, how's your Agent Coulson doing? Come to think of it, it seems like it's been a long time since I've seen him."

"Coulson? During the Iron Monger incident, he was severely injured by a rocket that exploded at close range. Although he survived thanks to timely medical intervention, he lost half an arm. If it weren't for Tony Stark creating a custom-made mechanical arm for Coulson as a thank you for saving Ms. Pepper, he would probably be a one-armed hero now."

As soon as she finished speaking, Natasha seemed to remember something. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she said, "I had arranged to go to the hospital tonight with another colleague to visit Coulson. If it weren't for this sudden incident in Harlem, we would already be at the hospital. Um, if you don't mind, you can give me a ride. I'll take you to see that unfortunate guy, Coulson. The hospital he's in isn't far from my house."

Erin turned and glanced at Natasha, who seemed to be plotting something, and said:

"I'll pass on the meeting. But considering that Coulson bought Aunt Pepper some time to escape, I'll give you a piece of information!"

"What news?" Natasha was taken aback, then her expression quickly turned serious. "Did you foresee another event similar to the disaster in Harlem?"

Seeing Natasha's rapidly tense expression, Erin smiled and said:

"Don't be nervous. This isn't some kind of catastrophic prophecy. It's just a list of a few spies that Hydra has planted in S.H.I.E.L.D."

Just as Natasha was about to relax after hearing that it wasn't some kind of disaster, she seemed to hear something even more shocking, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

Taking a deep breath, Natasha looked at Erin and said, "Hydra? Are you sure?"

To be honest, Natasha wasn't surprised at all that S.H.I.E.L.D. had been infiltrated by other intelligence organizations.

In order to obtain intelligence, the Federation, and even major intelligence organizations around the world, have often infiltrated each other's ranks.

Even the most elite intelligence organizations cannot guarantee that there are no spies sent by other organizations within their ranks.

Therefore, Natasha was not surprised by the spies within S.H.I.E.L.D.; what shocked her was the name Erin mentioned.

Hydra!

Natasha vividly remembers this terrorist organization that supported the mustache and almost unified the world.

That's why she was so shocked that this organization, which should have been destroyed in the dust of history, had reappeared and even planted spies in S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Snapped!"

He stretched out a hand and snapped his fingers gently near Natasha's ear. As if by magic, a silver USB flash drive appeared magically at Erin's fingertips.

"This is the list of spies that Hydra planted in S.H.I.E.L.D. If you want to know if it's true or not, go back and check it yourself."

Seeing this, Natasha was about to reach out and take the silver-white USB drive from Erin's fingertips, but Erin flipped his wrist and put the silver-white USB drive away again.

Natasha, her hand grasping at empty air, frowned slightly as she looked at Erin's "empty" right hand. "I didn't expect our little fortune teller to be a magician too? But, have you changed your mind about taking back that USB drive?"

"Um?"

Erin glanced at Natasha with a slightly surprised expression. "Didn't I already give you the USB drive with the list?"

Give me?

When did you give it to me? How come I didn't know?

Natasha was about to say something when her expression changed slightly.

The next second, she unzipped her leather jacket and looked down.

Among the towering peaks, a silvery-white object could be seen appearing and disappearing.

After reaching out and taking the silvery-white object from it, Natasha was horrified to discover that the silvery-white object was the silvery-white USB drive that had just disappeared from Erin's hand.

Looking at this silver-white USB drive.

A look of shock flashed across Natasha's eyes.

When...

When did I put this USB drive between my two "murderous" parts? Why didn't I notice at all?

Mingming's leather jacket was still zipped up...

If it weren't for Erin's specific reminder...

Natasha hadn't even noticed the strange feeling in her chest.

Thinking about this...

Natasha looked into Erin's eyes and instantly became wary.

Since Erin was able to silently slip the USB drive into his chest without him even reacting, it meant that he could also silently slit his own throat.

It seems this little fellow who calls himself a fortune teller is far more dangerous than he appears.

However, Natasha truly lives up to her reputation as a top agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The wariness in her eyes lasted for less than a second before vanishing completely.

After her initial wariness subsided, she casually unzipped her leather jacket, picked up the silver USB drive, and asked curiously, "How did you put it in my...?"

Erin smiled upon hearing this: "Just like you said, I might have the potential to become a magician!"

"A potential magician? No, I think he has the potential to be a little pervert!"

With a light laugh, Natasha shoved the silver USB drive back between her breasts, then leaned down and whispered in Erin's ear, "So, does your academically gifted girlfriend know you're taking advantage of others like this?"

As she spoke, Natasha's fair skin curved into a striking smile.

As soon as Erin turned his head, he saw an amazing sight.

Natasha's loose strands of hair gently brushed against Erin's face, sending a tingling sensation through Erin's skin.

"???"

Seeing Natasha getting closer and closer, Erin reached out and pressed a hand on Natasha's face, forcing her back into her seat.

"Don't misunderstand, I didn't do anything. That was just a little magic trick. Anyone can do it with enough speed and skill."

"Can't you agents handle something like this?"

talking.

Erin pulled out a chocolate bean from somewhere, and with a flick of his wrist, the chocolate bean rolled precisely into Natasha's leather jacket pocket.

This is because Erin "deliberately" slowed down this time.

Natasha was also able to "see clearly" Erin's performance this time.

But after seeing Erin's performance, Natasha's smiling face did not change at all.

The chest and the pocket are two completely different places, and their sensitivity levels are completely different.

Not to mention that the zipper on her leather jacket was still zipped up.

Was that silver USB drive really thrown in by Erin?

Natasha gave Erin a deep look with a slightly amused gaze, then took the USB drive. Knowing when to stop, she didn't dwell on this trivial matter for long.

Consider it a perk for the little guy.

After patting her chest to make sure the silver USB drive was still there, Natasha turned to ask, "I'll hand over the spy matter to the director for a thorough investigation when I get back."

"But more than that, what I want to know right now is whether you were the mysterious person who summoned the six-winged angel tonight?"

Ok?

A flicker of surprise crossed Erin's face. He turned to look at Natasha with a strange expression and said, "I'd like to, but I need to have the ability first!"

"Six-winged angels are beings close to gods. Even within the Vatican, the ability to summon a six-winged angel is a rare occurrence, perhaps only once every few centuries."

"Putting aside their strength for now, isn't that being who summoned the angel a fanatical follower of that God?"

"Do you think I look like a fanatic?"

(End of this chapter)