Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

She has long legs, a slender and graceful waist, extremely beautiful body curves, delicate and fair skin with a pink tint, an oval face, willow-like thin eyebrows, a cherry-like mouth, a pair of affectionate eyes that seem to be able to speak, as if there are ripples in them, and two tiny pink diamonds on both sides of her cheeks, with a faint pink light flowing through them.

The places where it should be convex are convex, and the places where it should be thin are thin.

She is more graceful than the top fashion models in the human world. Her beautiful face is as bright and delicate as rose petals, and her whole body is filled with the graceful, elegant and dignified charm of a noble lady.

No matter which male creature it is, he will have an irresistible desire to conquer the woman in front of him.

Of course, if you can ignore the hideous pink crab claw that replaces her right hand and the slender scorpion tail behind her that looks like a spine, she would definitely be a good bed partner.

Fisk looked up at the "woman".

Suddenly I understood what Shalish meant by the gift he liked.

Gee!

You know what, Fisk actually likes it.

"Are you my new master?" The pink diamonds on both sides of the woman's cheeks kept flashing, and the light seemed to carry a hint of expectation and exploration.

Fisk looked at her with interest, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said, "Why do you say that?"

Hearing this, the woman smiled charmingly and said, “Dear master, my name is Christie, and I am the administrator of this library.

This place originally belonged to Lady Salishi, but she gave me and the library to you, so you are my master." Her voice was soft and pleasant, as if it could soothe people's annoyance.

"If that's the case, then I should be your master." Fisk looked around and said, "This is Sally's library. Can you introduce it to me?"

Christie raised her left hand gracefully and made a "please" gesture, motioning Fisk to follow her. "Master, this library contains historical records of many universes, covering the rise and fall of countless civilizations.

Every book here is like a sleeping story, waiting for you to wake it up." As she walked, she gently stroked the bookshelf beside her, her eyes full of cherishment for these books.

Fisk followed her curiously, his eyes constantly looking around.

Christie casually pulled out an ancient book, carefully turned the yellowed pages, and said, "For example, this book records a mysterious race that disappeared. They had the ability to control time, but eventually destroyed themselves because of the abuse of this power.

Their fate is both sad and a wake-up call." There was a hint of emotion in her tone.

She pointed to another bookshelf, her eyes becoming mysterious. "The books here contain all kinds of secrets of magic and witchcraft. Some of these spells are more powerful than you can imagine. However, improper use may also bring unpredictable dangers.

However, with the master's abilities, it should be very easy to use these magics.

Of course, I have read every book here many times. If you want to find any book, you can ask me directly, and..."

Christie leaned slightly to the side, with a charming smile on her lips. Her beautiful face looked even more charming and irresistible under this smile.

She gently twisted her slender waist, which was light and graceful. Every swing was full of fatal temptation, as if it carried an unspeakable magic.

Then, she slowly raised the ferocious pink crab claw on her right hand, her movements as gentle as a falling petal. The crab claw gently rested on Fisk's shoulder, as if telling some ambiguous hint, and the slight touch brought a strange touch.

At the same time, the slender spine-like scorpion tail behind her began to sway gently. The scorpion tail was like a flexible pink ribbon, first drawing an arc gracefully in the air, and the graceful arc was like a carefully choreographed dance move.

Then it slowly wrapped around Fisk's waist, the tail moving slowly and seductively, with a deliberate teasing. The tip of the tail gently touched Fisk's body, and the delicate contact brought a tingling feeling, as if a weak electric current was instantly transmitted throughout the body.

Christie looked at Fisk with loving eyes, and a pink light flowed in her eyes. The light was like a dreamy whirlpool that made people fall into it unconsciously.

Her voice became softer, as if it was an alluring whisper from a distant fairyland: "Master, I am your most loyal servant. You can come to me for anything you need."

Fisk grinned, with a playful expression on his face: "Really?"

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"Excuse me, are you recruiting volunteers here?" A young Asian woman walked into the church from outside. Sister Maria had just returned and had just changed into a loose nun's robe.

Suddenly I heard a voice behind me.

Sister Maria turned around and looked at the Asian woman with a smile. She examined her for a moment, and something strange flashed in her eyes. But she said gently, "Yes, don't be in a hurry. Come and sit here and talk slowly."

The Asian woman nodded and followed Sister Maria to a bench nearby and sat down.

There was a hint of anticipation and nervousness in her eyes, and her hands were unconsciously twisting the corners of her clothes.

Sister Maria gently patted the Asian woman's hand and said, "Dear, can you tell me why you want to volunteer here?"

The Asian woman took a deep breath and said, "Sister, I have always wanted to do something for people in need, and I think this place can help me realize this wish."

Sister Maria's eyes were full of approval, and she said, "This is a very good idea, child.

However, being a volunteer is not easy, you need to have enough patience and love. "

The Asian woman replied firmly: "Sister, I am ready."

Sister Maria smiled and nodded, saying, "Well, child, let's see what kind of work you are suitable for first...Do you drink tea?"

Angela stood in the corner of the church, staring at the Asian woman seriously.

She sensitively noticed that something was wrong with this woman.

She grabbed Sister Maria who came over to pour tea.

"elder sister!"

Sister Maria shook her head slightly and said, "I can feel it. Just keep an eye on it and we'll talk later."

Mai Shiranui sat on the bench and looked at the church.

The interior of the church is filled with a faint scent of pine resin, and the sun shines through the colored glass windows, casting colorful shadows. On the walls hang exquisite religious paintings, and the characters in the paintings are lifelike, as if telling ancient stories.

Rows of wooden benches are neatly arranged, and after years of polishing, they appear warm and smooth. The benches are placed with soft cushions and embroidered with exquisite patterns, giving people a warm feeling.

Right in front of the church is a solemn altar with flickering candles and surrounded by flowers, exuding a peaceful and sacred atmosphere.

In the corner, an old piano stood quietly, with an open music score placed on the piano cover, as if someone had just played a beautiful melody here.

Mai Shiranui felt this warm atmosphere, and her inner fatigue gradually dissipated.

However, she did not forget the purpose of her coming in.

The first is to save people, and the second is to get the invitation letter.

In fact, it's not just her.

Many fighters also got in.

However, as they are big and strong, they can only find temporary jobs in construction sites and restaurants.

Although Fisk has demonstrated his strong strength, this is a rare challenge for fighters who are trying to surpass themselves.

There were no outstanding prizes in previous fighter conferences, but the reason why so many fighters still participated was because they were eager to fight against powerful opponents.

Therefore, the strength demonstrated by Fisk.

However, this made many cowards back down.

But it also sparked a strong interest among many self-important fighters.

So they all ended up in Hell's Kitchen.

It is to be able to challenge Fisk, the powerful opponent, in advance.

Fisk received Lester's report as soon as he left the library.

There are many new people in Hell's Kitchen.

There are men and women, old and young.

They all started working as temporary workers in Hell's Kitchen.

Some were working as construction workers on construction sites, operating various tools skillfully. Their clothes were soaked with sweat, but their movements did not slow down at all.

Some help out in the restaurant kitchen, washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, and washing dishes, and are very busy.

Others have taken up jobs as deliverymen, riding bicycles through the streets delivering pizza and Chinese food.

"Boss, do you need someone to clean them up?"

Fisk did not speak, but walked to the window in silence. His pupils turned dark without him noticing, like an endless abyss, mysterious and frightening. He looked down at the Hell's Kitchen below, and one after another dazzling colorful soul light balls kept flashing in his unique vision.

Each of these colorful soul light balls represented a powerful fighter. There were more than a hundred of them, and the light intertwined together, forming a gorgeous and shocking scene.

Fisk's eyes slowly swept over, and the fighters who were busy with their work raised their heads as if they sensed something. At that moment, it seemed as if an invisible pressure enveloped them, but soon, they lowered their heads and continued to work as if nothing had happened.

Fisk shook his head slightly, and a ferocious smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. There was endless chill in that smile. He said slowly: "Lester, this is a society ruled by law. Since they are here to find a job, we can't drive them away, right? However, since they are here, don't think about leaving so easily."

As he spoke, Fisk reached out and took out four invitations. He put one of the invitations in his arms, and then handed the other three to Lester. With a sly look in his eyes, he asked, "Do you know how to fish?"

Lester smiled knowingly and answered confidently, "Of course, I am a sea fishing expert and I once broke the world record for 1,000 kilograms."

Fisk nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Tsk tsk, try to catch them alive. Zhao Hailun needs a large number of experimental subjects. The physical fitness of these fighters is particularly suitable for breeding into tyrants! I don't want her to complain to me about the experimental subjects' poor physical fitness next time I go there."

Chapter 165 Mrs. Osborne's invitation.

"Mina!"

Fisk came to the church for a free meal.

Since there was no prior notice, no one knew.

It happened that Mina was training the new nuns who had joined the church.

Since being nourished by Fisk, this little lamb has become more and more beautiful. Her originally serious teacher face now has a bit of mature charm, her skin is as white as snow, with a healthy pink luster, and her white and rosy face seems to be able to squeeze out water.

Her figure became more graceful, with a slender waist that could be held in one hand, and long, straight and well-proportioned legs. Her proud breasts, wrapped in the nun's uniform, seemed to be about to burst out, adding a bit of sexiness and charm to her.

She walked out from behind in a nun's robe, her white robe fluttering gently in the wind, but it failed to conceal her graceful figure, instead, it outlined her charming curves as she walked. The delicate lace at her neckline was lightly embellished, contrasting with her fair skin, and the loose sleeves danced gracefully with her steps.

She didn't notice Fisk's arrival at first.

Since ancient times, the group has held their heads high and walked lightly and firmly.

Each step has a unique rhythm. The hem of the nun's dress sways gently, like a blooming white lotus. Her plump breasts tremble slightly with her steps, attracting people's unconscious attention.

However, there was a sacred and inviolable light in her eyes, which made people dare only watch from afar without having the slightest intention of blasphemy.

Mina is now a popular nun in the church.

And became Sister Maria's right-hand man, helping her manage the church and educate young nuns.

However, when she saw Fisk, surprise immediately appeared in her eyes. She was the first to come up to him like a clingy kitten, and without paying any attention to the surprised looks of others, she hugged Fisk's arm.

Fisk raised his hand and gently scratched her nose.

Fisk turned his attention to the nuns following Mina, some familiar faces and some unfamiliar faces, and his eyes suddenly stopped on an Asian woman. It was Mai Shiranui who sneaked into the church wearing nun clothes.

Mai Shiranui was wearing an old-fashioned nun's uniform, but it couldn't hide her natural charm and style.

The nun's uniform was originally loose, but it tightly wrapped around her graceful body, outlining her curves to the fullest.