My sister is a black widow

You can search for "My Sister is Heiwusou Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!In the dark night, in the rainy suburbs of London, big raindrops poured wildly from the clouds, and the leaves of beech and oak trees were washed by the rain, trembling constantly, bending into an exaggerated arc, and occasionally passed by. Illuminated by the car lights, the rain seemed to cover the whole world like a huge curtain.

This is just an ordinary town. Although it is said to be the outskirts of London, it is actually far away from East London. In a place close to Thurrock, apart from local residents, there are usually few strangers coming.

The woods in the rainy night surround a white church. Under the washing of the rain, the light in front of the church becomes the only warm place. An old night watchman hums an unknown ballad and stands crouched on the cover of the church. Under the canopy, staring blankly at the heavy rain outside.

It rains a lot in this city. Even so, it rarely rains as much as the earth is crying.

A shining electric light lit up in the sky, and then was full of angry thunder.

The night watchman trembled uncontrollably. In front of such a terrifying celestial phenomenon, he felt his weakness and ignorance as a human being.

At this moment, on the path illuminated by the church lights, a bald young man holding a big black umbrella but wearing a white robe slowly walked towards the church.

The night watchman squinted his eyes, eh... bald?And this monk robe...

Is it a monk in India?

In the past, both Indian and Chinese culture were very prevalent in the United Kingdom, and many aristocrats talked about the mystical religion of the East. Although Puritanism eventually ruled the country's beliefs, the mysterious pagans cannot be ignored.

Maybe it's just hair loss.

The night watchman thought quietly that he was just a night watchman, not a priest presiding over the church. Even if he was a priest, he could not refuse a lonely guest to enter the church for warmth on a rainy night.

Even though he might be a heretic.

Now that it is not the Middle Ages, the church can accuse the pagans at will, put them on the torture frame, and take their lives with the smoke and flames of wood.

Now Britain is no longer the empire that never sets, and several huge wars have emptied the country's heritage.

Suddenly, the night watchman rubbed his eyes. His eyes seemed to be swayed. When he regained his vision, he was surprised to find that a very gentleman's old man suddenly appeared next to the bald young man, dressed in a classic British style. Suits and soft lambskin shoes. Although the old man is well-dressed, he seems to be indifferent to it. The expensive leather shoes casually stepped on the puddles made the night watchman a little bit distressed by this guy's violent thing.

The old man was holding a dark wood cane in his hand, without an umbrella, his limbs were swaying vigorously. I don't know if it was the illusion of a night watchman. The frantic raindrops from the sky seemed to avoid the old man, from his head and shoulders. It fell, but did not leave any wet traces.

As if he was not from this world.

The night watchman slowly leaned against the wall behind and took a breath. The weather was still a bit cold, and there always seemed to be some illusions in his eyes.

Thinking of this, he slowly crawled back to the hut next to the church, raised his hands and rubbed it, with heat in his mouth, then curled up and fell asleep slowly.

The body in his sleep trembled slightly, as if he had encountered something fearful.

If the night watchman knew the identity of the visitors from these two churches, he might understand why he suddenly had a nightmare.

But sometimes ignorance is also a good thing.

Tang led the way. He knocked on the door of the church and didn’t respond. He tried to push it gently. As expected, the priest didn’t lock it. Then he walked in first. Mephisto followed him quietly, without footsteps. He could only hear the sound of his stick poking on the ground.

The inside of the church is much warmer than outside. Some hidden closets are still burning with flames, sending out a reassuring temperature. Obviously no one will come to the church at this time. There are only rows of evenly distributed benches in the worship hall. Tang He took the umbrella, walked to a bench, and sat down.

He closed his eyes.

Mephisto, who was sitting next to him, looked at him quietly with interest. He was very interested in this young man who was so courageous to invite himself.

"Your Excellency Mephisto, the great lord of hell." Tang opened his eyes and leaned slightly. "Do you know what I'm here for?"

Mephisto looked around the church casually, "What do you want?"

Tang was silent for a while, and he stared at Mephisto's eyes without fear, "The lives of two people."

Mephisto looked at him, an unexpected light flashed in his eyes.

"The devil has always been a good trader." He seemed to mutter in a low voice, "Use the soul as currency to help people in need fulfill their wishes. But-whatever your requirements are, you must give you soul."

Tang nodded disapprovingly, "I am willing to trade with my soul."

"Which two people are they?" Mephisto was a little strange about his calmness, but in the eyes of the Lord of Hell, there were too many strange people and facts in this world, and Tang's reaction would not surprise him.

"Leon Petrovich, and Natasha Romanov." Tang said two names.

The corners of Mephisto's mouth shook without a trace. His calm heart seemed to be disturbed by these two names. He frowned slightly, "The value of your soul is far from enough."

Tang showed an unexpected smile, "If, plus reality gems?"

Mephisto looked at him unexpectedly, "A reality gem?"

"The universe is full of mysterious infinite gems, and each one has unimaginable great power." Tang Zhengse said, "I know where the real gems are and how to obtain them. If the real gems can move you..."

"When will the transaction be completed?" Mephisto asked coldly.

"You agree!?" Tang was a little overjoyed, "Do we need to make a contract?"

The corners of Mephisto's mouth curled slightly, "Of course, you should trust Mephisto's sincerity."

Tang gave me a relieved expression, but he said nothing.

When Mephisto saw this, he did not know where to take out a parchment with a seemingly fair contract written on it.

Probably the content is that Tang exchanged for the deaths of Leon Petrovich and Natasha Romanov at the cost of the gems of reality and his own soul. The signing parties were Tang and Mephisto.

Tang scratched his fingers and wrote his name in blood.

Mephisto smiled satisfied after seeing him sign his name. He suddenly said, "I have seen you before."

"Huh?" Tang seemed a little surprised, "when?"

"You have deceived a few stupid monsters in hell." Mephisto said coldly, "not all mages dare to steal the power of hell, you are one of the few."

Tang lowered his head a little embarrassedly, "When you get my soul, those monsters will follow me back to hell. They will still be your most loyal subordinates."

Speaking of this, Tang hesitated, "Great Lord of Hell, regarding the gems of reality, I may need your help."

Mephisto's face changed. "What do you mean?"

"Our common enemy also came to London. Realistic gems appeared. Maybe they will hinder our plan to obtain gems. Then you can..."

"I won't do anything for you." Mephisto interrupted him, "Until you pay the agreed price, I will not help you kill your enemies, nor will I help you obtain reality gems."

"This is a deal." Mephisto emphasized, "you need to pay a price, I will complete the transaction."

Tang hurriedly nodded, and stopped talking a little tremblingly.

Mephisto gave him a deep look, and the figure sitting on the church bench slowly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Tang's smiling face had returned to calm, he stared at Mephisto's position thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was the first time that two ghost-inspired guys had a secret transaction. Both sides thought that they had eaten each other. Relatively speaking, Tang was still a bit risky. After all, Mephisto, as the lord of hell, was compared with him now. Stowe's power is too strong.

Even if Tang was sure to retreat all over, he still had to take a huge risk.

But he had to do this. In Tang’s memory, the space gem has been sent back to Asgard, the power gem is far away in the Milky Way, the soul gem is in the hands of Natasha, the soul gem is a big pit, and the reality gem is him. Only chance!

After Tony escaped, the Ten Rings suffered a heavy blow. They came from the Shouhehuihui, S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra, Mist Fund, and Stark Industries...These terrifying forces have united and merged in an unprecedented way. Soon, it was an unimaginable disaster for the slightly improved Ten Commandments Gang.

And behind all of this are the shadows of the three people, Tony Stark, who has specially retaliated, Leon who has not yet met, and Natasha who has been insulted by Tang.

At the same time, Erica is still tracking his whereabouts from time to time. Tony Stark's artificial intelligence has monitored countless cameras and recording devices to identify his location.

Although Tang can defeat and even kill Erica, there are others without Erica. If this situation is allowed to continue, Tang and the Ten Rings Gang can only hide around like a mouse in the gutter and survive. .

The only way is to muddy the water.

In order to make the situation more chaotic, Tang had to add some enemies to them, but he didn't expect that the old thing Mephisto would not be caught, but it didn't matter.

An inscrutable smile appeared on Tang’s face. He quietly sat cross-legged on the bench of the church and put on a weird handprint. This downright pagan stared at the cross above the church with deep eyes. The banter and unimaginable ambition.

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Tony feels very good these days. The reason is that Maggie, who can be digitized, takes care of his life almost meticulously.Look at the book novel website www.khshu.com

Although Jarvis did a good job in the past, Jarvis's intelligence is still relatively low after all. Tony was troubled by the situation that he sometimes joked with Jarvis, but Jarvis did not understand.

It's better now, Maggie can not only understand Tony's cold jokes, but also tell Tony some colorful jokes in turn.

Hmm... It's a monster of hell, a mountain ghost from the East, these days Maggie has learned a lot of interesting things from the complicated information on the human network.

In addition to telling jokes with Tony, Maggie can invade all kinds of electronic devices at any time, and can also enter Tony's armor for manipulation.

However, Maggie’s disadvantage is that she does not have a real supercomputer to rely on. Her information processing capabilities and information collection capabilities are far inferior to Jarvis, but her flexibility and intelligence are far beyond. Perhaps this is also where Maggie can live in data. The price that has to be paid for the free transformation between the spirit body.

Over the Atlantic, the fastest maneuvering armor was sneaking across the sea. The invisible module could avoid anyone's gaze. The unparalleled high speed made Maggie scream.

Having said that, although Maggie was a monster of hell before, she really hasn’t experienced the feeling of flying high. Although the spirit body can fly, it cannot fly too high. Although the ultraviolet rays in the sun’s rays are not as exaggerated as in the legend, the spirit body It disappears as soon as it touches, but ultraviolet rays still have some damage to the spiritual body.

If Maggie manipulates someone else’s body, she won’t be able to fly even more, so until she is transformed into a data life by Tony, freed from the shackles of the Four Elephants Magic Array, and able to manipulate Tony’s Iron Legion at will, then can she truly experience flying high. The joy of the switch.

No wonder some people like drag racing, and some like paragliding and parachuting.

After all, even the female ghost like Maggie likes to fly at high speeds. In this way, normal humans, whether they like high speeds or flying, become extraordinarily normal.

Leon often leaves the stronghold of this hand-in-hand association these days. In fact, Tony originally wanted to go back to New York, but he was angry when he thought of Tang. Kylian is Tang's subordinate. It is Tang who supports Pioneer Technology behind his back. , The subsequent terrorist attack at the science and technology exhibition occurred.

If that’s the case, Tony finally kills Kylian and rescues Pepper back. It doesn’t take long for Tang to order Maggie to kidnap him again.

I'm Iron Man, OK!

It's not steel baby, steel sweetheart or something, just kidnap it once, after it's tied up again and again!

It's too much.

From the beginning of the terrorist attack, all the unfortunate things Tony had encountered were related to Tang. The bald bastard seemed to be eyeing him and Leon, and he also viciously insulted Natasha, like a silent bitch. It was unbearable.

So Tony decided to find Tang and kidnapped him before leaving London, especially when Tang ordered Maggie to take Tony back to London. The feeling of embarrassment and helplessness left a deep memory on Tony.

How beautiful Maggie is, it must not be Maggie's fault, all to Tang.

Tony decided to take Tang off and humiliate him. When Tony told Leon of his idea, Leon looked at him strangely.

"Uh...Tony, you don't like men, do you?"

"……go to hell."

"Then you love the Manchus because of hatred?"

"Maggie, go and manipulate the armor for me."

"Don't get excited, can't you just say something?"

"Who doesn't speak human words..." Tony left complainingly.

On the day Don and Mephisto met, Leon came to the London Temple.

There was no special reason, but he wanted to come and see what the London Temple looked like. Compared with the New York Temple, the appearance of the London Temple was very atmospheric, but the interior was not very different.

Leon first teleported directly to the New York Temple with space gems, bringing the busy Aphrodite out, and then the two of them teleported back to London in a blink of an eye. After experiencing this unreasonable spatial teleportation, Aphrora was very interested. Observing the space gem, and said that she might study it if she is free in the future.

With Aphrora present, they were quickly picked up by an old mage. The interior decoration of the New York Temple is very luxurious and luxurious. In other words, there is a bit of anger, and various magical objects and decorations are there. Even the magic floating cloak had to be specially installed with a magic cabinet. It was a jewel of jewellery, but it was very American.

Although Aphrora is stationed in the New York Temple, Leon does not like it very much. Perhaps because he accidentally fell into the shadow of the crazy multiverse, Leon always feels that those complex magic items are full of unpredictable danger.

The interior decoration of the London Temple is extremely simple and even simple. Natasha also came here before the Battle of New York. With the help of the safe and quiet environment of the London Temple, she completely conquered the spiritual gems.

Holding Aphrora's hand and walking through the London Temple, Leon discovered that the biggest feature of the London Temple is-big!

Perhaps because of the use of space expansion magic, the space inside the London Temple is almost half the size of London based on Leon’s simple estimation. I asked Aphrola for the reason. It turns out that the London Temple belongs to Taj Kama. A place where apprentices of wizards often come, so there are many rooms specially prepared for the little wizards in the temple. In addition, there are many magical creatures in the London Temple, which occupy a lot of space.

"Magic creature?" Leon was a little curious about this. "For example?"

"For example, most of them are vampires." Aphrola smiled and held his arm, leaning slightly against Leon. Leon looked down and saw her thick iron-gray hair, like a soft and tough cloud. , Exudes a charming fragrance.

"Vampire?" Leon asked casually, while scratching Aphrora's palm with his fingers, Aphrora's palms evaded his fingers, and the two of them played in the temple without shame and shame. game.

"Hmm...Don't move your fingers." Aphrola complained lightly, "Now only I can move, you can't move."

Leon swiftly carried out Master Aphrora's instructions and stood motionless.

Aphrora giggled a few times, and then she ran behind Leon, hugged Leon lightly with her arms, and put her head on his back. Before Leon could enjoy the warmth, she ran with a few fingers. When he reached the sides of his waist and abdomen, he scratched it gently.

"Ha, that's it?" Leon mocked inexplicably, "I'm not afraid of tickling anymore. Do you think I'm still a kid trained at the teacher's house?"

When practicing standing in Victor, Aphrora always liked to tickle him and interfere with him.

What a bad boy.

But when she was a child, Aphrora was still very naughty, and she seemed to become quieter and quieter when she grew up.

Only then did Leon see the shadow of her childhood.

"Really?" Aphrola tilted his head, and looked at his expression from behind his neck. The heat from his pink lips was gently spit on his ears, and Leon was already itchy.

"It's..." Leon said firmly, not easily succumbed to the beauty scheme.

Aphrora's eyes rolled, two moon-white mimosas suddenly appeared from her sleeve, and the top of the mimosa grass gently touched Leon's waist.

"Haha what is this hahahahahaha." Leon grinned uncontrollably while complaining, "You didn't invent Tickle Grass on purpose!"

Seeing him still couldn't help laughing, Aphrora jumped from behind him with satisfaction and said proudly, "This is a mimosa."

"If it's a mimosa." Leon didn't believe it, "I'll eat the London Temple."

Aphrora snorted, "Ordinary mimosa will curl up grass blades when touched, but my improved mimosa is just the opposite. It will make creatures that touch it have a strange feeling.

"Weird feeling...?" Leon repeated, then looked at her strangely, "Is itching a strange feeling?"

"Isn't it?" Aphrola dissatisfied, "Don't underestimate my mimosa, if facing the enemy, I just throw the mimosa at him, the mimosa will quickly take root in his body and multiply , The seeds spread with the blood, and that kind of itching cannot be relieved even if one scratches one's skin..."

Leon couldn't help shivering, "Isn't this a talisman of life and death?"

"Life and death talisman?" Aphrola asked in confusion, "is it similar to my mimosa?"

"Life and death talisman is a kind of spell that makes people unable to survive and death." Leon explained simply, "it also makes people feel very itchy."

"From then on, my mimosa will be called the grass of life and death." Aphrola quickly decided, "I originally thought that calling it mimosa would seem weak."

"By the way, we just started talking about vampires?" Leon asked suddenly.

"That's right." Aphrola nodded while fiddle with the beautiful plant formerly known as Mimosa, now the grass of life and death, "Europe should be the area with the most dense vampires, and underground bars in many places are opened by local vampires, especially There are many famous vampire families in the UK. Some vampire families were accidentally learned by ordinary people and even made up stories and made movies."

"Aren't both "Twilight" and "The Vampire Diaries" real." Leon was a little speechless. "Is there really such a stupid vampire?"

"How is it possible?" Aphrora laughed softly, "Such a dumb vampire has been caught by humans long ago. In fact, vampires are very miserable. They are firmly suppressed by human supernatural forces, although vampires are stronger than ordinary humans. , But they don’t have much high-end combat power, and they have quite a few enemies. Recently, it seems that there is a blade warrior who specializes in killing vampires."

"How come there are vampires in the London Temple?" Leon asked. "Is Taj Kama also an enemy of vampires?"

"No, those vampires are just some mages who sucked human blood after they met them to kill, and grabbed them and threw them in. Especially in the Middle Ages, vampires in Europe were rampant, accumulating over time, the number of vampires caught in more and more, especially The life span of vampires is very long. Many vampires have lived for centuries and are not dead now. That's why the interior space of the London Temple is so large."

"Um..." Leon suddenly realized.

"You nodded and then nodded... Why do you want to touch my ass..." Aphrola's face was a little red.

"Well... this question needs to be discussed." Leon said seriously, "this is more curious than a vampire."

"What...what's the problem..." Aphrola asked softly.

"Why should I touch your ass?" Leon leaned close to her ear and said something that made her even more embarrassed, "and it's in the London temple."

"..."