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

From high-tech energy guns to advanced tracking equipment, each weapon has undergone rigorous testing and screening in order to play the greatest role at the critical moment.

In addition, SHIELD also deployed a large number of agents in disguise at the airport.

These agents were dressed like ordinary tourists, blending in with the crowd and being difficult to detect.

Some of them dressed up as business people, carrying briefcases, but their eyes were always alert to the movements around them.

Some of them dressed up as tourists, holding cameras, seemingly taking pictures, but actually observing every suspicious person.

Their expressions are natural and their movements are smooth, leaving no room for flaws.

In addition, two SHIELD rapid response teams were secretly deployed in the airport's underground parking garage.

But where exactly is Fisk?

All the SHIELD agents searched inside and outside the airport for several times, but couldn't find Fisk.

If the detection equipment was correct, then Fisker must have arrived at the airport.

But where is he now?

If it had followed past practice, SHIELD would have blocked off the entire airport and started a carpet search.

In the past, when faced with major crises or hunting important targets, SHIELD has always been decisive and has taken the most direct and effective actions without hesitation.

They will quickly mobilize a large amount of manpower and resources to surround the target area and leave no corner untouched.

However, this is New York, and it is Fisk's territory.

If a fight breaks out and Fisk's men arrive, this place will quickly become a scene of firefight.

Even if Fisk was seriously injured.

There was no way to fight anymore.

But Fisk's men were equally well-trained and well-equipped.

They will never sit idly by and watch their boss being hunted down.

As an crowded public place, once an airport becomes the scene of a gunfight, it is inevitable that innocent people will be harmed.

Passengers waiting for flights and busy staff who were just living their own lives may be in life-and-death crisis because of this conflict.

By that time, SHIELD will definitely be held accountable.

Their actions will be questioned and criticized by all parties. They must assume the responsibility of protecting the people and cannot ignore the safety of innocent lives in pursuit of targets.

Although, Nick Fury and most of the agents don't care about the lives of ordinary people.

However, the World Security Council does care.

What's more, this was an "illegal action" that was not approved by the World Security Council.

If Fisk could be caught.

Then everything would become legal, but if nothing is caught.

The consequences are not as simple as just accountability.

Since there was no way to block the entire airport, the agents of SHIELD could only keep shopping in the airport.

They seem to be relaxed and at ease, but in fact they are full of tension and vigilance.

Their eyes kept scanning the crowd around them, looking for any suspicious signs.

The steps seemed random, but in fact they had a specific rhythm and purpose. He shuttled through every corner of the airport, trying to find Fisk's trace in the crowd.

Natasha also put on a coat, a golden wig, and dragged a half-person-high suitcase, strolling around the pedestrian street inside the airport.

Her steps were elegant and calm, as if she came from a Hollywood actress, but her eyes were sometimes blurred and sometimes sharp under her sunglasses. She seemed to be an ordinary passenger, strolling in the airport, passing through many duty-free shops, wantonly spending public funds and enjoying her travel time.

However, only she herself knows that every movement and every look of hers has a specific purpose.

She suddenly stopped and noticed the public restroom in the airport mall.

A strong premonition appeared in her heart, as if a voice was telling her that a key clue was hidden here.

She hesitated, her mind quickly weighing the possibilities. If this hunch was wrong, she might waste precious time or even put herself in unnecessary danger.

But if her hunch is correct, this could be a crucial opportunity to catch Fisk.

Walk sideways towards the public restroom.

She didn't notify anyone and walked in alone.

A half-person-high suitcase blocked the door.

Natasha frowned.

The bathrooms here are not divided into men's and women's, as there are separate cubicles inside, and a strong fishy smell hits you in the face.

Natasha frowned slightly, but her eyes remained firm and focused.

She took careful steps, trying not to make any noise, and carefully observed the surroundings. There were some mottled marks on the wall, the ground was wet, and the lights seemed a little dim.

She stood there quietly, listening to the movements around her, trying to catch any unusual sounds.

The door of each compartment was tightly closed, as if hiding countless secrets.

Natasha took a deep breath to calm herself down, then slowly approached the first cubicle and gently pushed the door. The door was not locked, and slowly opened. There was no one inside, only some used toilet paper and stains.

She continued to walk to the next compartment, feeling more and more nervous, but after checking more than 80% of the compartments, she found that all of them were empty.

She couldn't help but feel relieved, but when she pushed open the door of the last compartment, she found May Parker standing inside with a blank expression.

Natasha was startled, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.

Why is May Parker here?

Was she held hostage by Fisk? Or did she have some hidden connection with Fisk? Countless questions surged in Natasha's mind, but she didn't have time to think about it, because at this moment, she heard the sound of humming behind her.

The humming sounded particularly abrupt in this small space, with a strange rhythm.

Then, a sturdy figure enveloped her: "Hello, Agent Natasha." The voice was low and magnetic, but it carried a chilling threat.

Natasha slowly turned around and faced the man who suddenly appeared.

He was tall and strong, standing there like a small mountain.

There was a cruel smile on his face and a cruel light in his eyes.

And where are the signs of injuries on his body?

"It turns out that everything is a scam!"

Chapter 199 Is Natasha in the suitcase?

“I thought you guys would be smart.

At least it will calm down for a while.

After all, you didn't see if I was injured.

Just didn't expect it.

You are so stupid! "

Fisk's palm gently stroked the golden wig on Natasha's head, and with a flick of his finger, the golden wig flew into the sky.

At the moment when the golden wig flew into the sky, Natasha suddenly moved.

A look of determination flashed in her eyes, and the bracelet on her wrist flashed blue electric light, which was like a blue lightning flashing in the darkness. The whole person was like a cat, moving swiftly and quickly, and instantly climbed onto Fisk's body.

Her body was light and flexible, as if weightless, and before Fisk could react, she was already tightly pressed against him.

Natasha attacked as swiftly as a cheetah, and every one of her movements was full of power and beauty.

During this fierce fight, her long red hair kept fluttering like a burning flame.

The bright red color was particularly dazzling under the dim light, and each strand of hair seemed to have its own life. When she quickly jumped up and climbed towards Fisk, her long hair fluttered in the air like a dancing flag.

Natasha's legs were like two powerful pythons, and they quickly clamped Fisk's head the moment the electronic bracelet paralyzed Fisk. Her movements were decisive and precise, and her legs tightly clamped Fisk's head, trying to suppress his movements.

She leaned forward slightly, holding Fisk's shoulders tightly with both hands to keep her balance.

At this moment, her long hair was still fluttering in the intense movements, and a few strands of hair were slightly stuck to her cheeks because of sweat, but this did not affect her concentration and ruthlessness at all.

Even though she had the upper hand, Natasha did not let her guard down.

Her eyes were fixed on Fisk, and the uneasiness in her heart grew stronger.

She was well aware of Fisk's danger and must not take it lightly.

Because she didn't notice the twitching feeling coming from Fisk. You know, people paralyzed by electronic bracelets will twitch involuntarily, even Hawkeye Barton, the top agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., is no exception.

Although Fisk was standing there unable to move, he looked like nothing had happened.

This is why Natasha always felt something was wrong. Her brain was working rapidly, thinking about various possible situations, but she did not dare to relax her legs tightly around Fisk's head, and her hands also grasped Fisk's shoulders more tightly.

She tried to find Fisk's weakness, a way to subdue him once and for all.

But Fisk still had that cruel smile on his face, as if mocking Natasha's futility.

Natasha gritted her teeth and decided to increase the power of the electronic bracelet to see if it would have any effect on Fisk. She operated the bracelet, not daring to take her eyes off Fisk's face.

However, just as she was about to press the button to increase the power, Fisk suddenly moved. He grabbed Natasha's hair with such force that Natasha felt a sharp pain in her scalp. Then, blue electricity suddenly surged all over her body. The moment Natasha touched the blue electricity, her body couldn't help but twitch and twist. Her face was distorted by pain, her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were full of fear and despair. She screamed intermittently, and the sound echoed in the small bathroom, which was creepy.

Natasha's body was shaking violently, as if controlled by a powerful force. She waved her limbs wildly, trying to break free from the terrible current, but she was powerless.

Her long red hair became even more messy under the effect of the electricity, like a burning flame struggling in the strong wind. Her black tight combat suit was quickly soaked, and the unknown liquid dripped down the corner, forming a puddle of water on the floor of the bathroom.

Fisk pulled Natasha's hair and lifted her off his body. Natasha was like a big broken toy. Her body was still twitching, and she seemed to be trying to resist. Her limbs were shaking weakly, her long red hair was scattered in a mess, and her once firm eyes were now a little distracted.

Fisk brought Natasha to his front and watched the sweat dripping down her cheeks. He licked her face with his tongue in a very malicious way. Although Natasha's body was still twitching, she was filled with shame and humiliation deep in her heart. A trace of anger and unwillingness flashed in her eyes. She wanted to resist, but found that her body was completely out of control. Her lips trembled, and she wanted to curse Fisk, but she could only make a weak whimper.

"plum?"

"I'm... Master!" May Parker lowered her head and walked over to Natasha with a blank expression. She didn't dare to look at Natasha. Her eyes showed a trace of guilt and helplessness, as if she regretted her behavior.

But she couldn't disobey Fisk's orders, so she could only stand aside silently, waiting for his instructions.

Fisk turned to May Parker and asked, "How long until we get on the plane?"

May Parker trembled slightly, then replied softly, "Another hour and ten minutes, Master." Fisk showed a ferocious smile on his face. He turned his head and said to Natasha, "Agent Natasha, I'm glad we still have an hour of entertainment time."

Natasha's eyes were full of anger and unyielding. She glared at Fisk fiercely and tried to break free from his restraints. But her body was still twitching and she couldn't move. Fisk looked at Natasha's reaction and smiled even more triumphantly.