boyutpedia Chapter 33 Reveal the Real Culprit! Do you want to be a superhero?
Chapter 33 Reveal the Real Culprit! Do you want to be a superhero?
Chapter 33 Reveal the Real Culprit! Do you want to be a superhero?
"When you get back, just tell him that, and he'll understand."
Horn offered no further explanation, nor did he mention the details of the bet.
"You secretive brat, now that I'm yours, can't you tell me more about it?"
Natasha rolled her eyes at him, a gentle smile appearing on her face. She picked up her wine glass, walked over to Horn, naturally hooked her arm around his neck, and slowly sat down on his lap.
"A honey trap? That trick won't work on me. Besides, haven't we already done everything that men and women should and shouldn't do?"
Horn raised an eyebrow, raised his glass and clinked it against hers, saying dismissively.
He said that, but his body language betrayed him; Natasha's figure was simply irresistible.
"So tell me, what is our relationship now?"
Natasha frowned slightly and looked intently into his eyes.
"A running buddy? Or perhaps someone who's been your benefactor?"
Horn pretended to be thinking and said half-jokingly.
Do I look casual?
Natasha frowned even more deeply, stood up angrily, and stared intently at him, as if she would bite him to death if he dared to say another wrong word.
"I have very high standards for my women, and I don't think you can meet them."
After saying this, Horn didn't look at Natasha, but just kept drinking his red wine, staring straight ahead with an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.
"How do you know I can't do it if you don't tell me?"
Natasha sat back in her seat, her eyes brimming with confidence.
The other party might not believe it, but Horn was indeed her first man; otherwise, she wouldn't have felt comfortable repaying him with something like this. She took it very seriously.
"I'm a selfish person. I don't like other people touching my woman, and I don't like her getting close to other men."
Hearing her say that, Horn stopped being coy and directly stated his requirements for his woman.
"Isn't this a perfectly normal request? I have no problem with it."
Natasha was taken aback. She thought Horn would make some outrageous request, but it turned out to be just this.
Isn't this the basic requirement that all men set for their partners?
Otherwise, not only might you end up with a cuckold's head, but you could also unknowingly contract some kind of disease.
"This might not be a high bar for others, but are you sure you can do it, given your status as a top-level agent?"
Horn turned his head, a smile on his face, his words seemingly carrying a hidden meaning.
"I can guarantee that."
The honey trap is indeed the most effective tactic, but it's one that Natasha doesn't use lightly, especially since she doesn't need to use it given her abilities.
Horn was an exception; his skills were unmatched by ordinary people, and apart from him, she had never used her beauty to seduce anyone.
What guarantees do you have? Sometimes that's not up to you.
Horn shook his head and spread his hands, saying, "Besides, we've only known each other for a few days, why should I believe you?"
"You're right, I can't argue with that."
Natasha lowered her head. Just as the other person said, as a secret agent, she sometimes had no choice in the matter, and she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't encounter a situation in the future where she would have to use her beauty to seduce someone.
But she wouldn't give up on the man she had her eye on so easily. "Although I can't guarantee it, if I really encounter that situation, I will ask you for help. I believe that with your abilities, you can help me."
After saying that, a smile returned to her face, and she rested her chin on her hand, saying, "Protecting your woman from harassment by other men is what you should do, isn't it?"
"That depends on your performance, whether you're worth my protection."
Horn raised his glass.
"it is good."
Natasha nodded and didn't press further about the bet. Given her current sensitive position, knowing too much would indeed make it seem like she was gathering intelligence for S.H.I.E.L.D.
After finishing her late-night snack, Natasha didn't linger any longer. She waved goodbye to Horn and left the manor.
"Don't blame me for saying this, but this matter is of utmost importance."
Watching Natasha's car disappear into the night, Horn muttered to himself before turning back to the villa.
Ring ring—
Just as he was about to go back to his room to rest, his cell phone suddenly rang.
"Horn, are you home yet? Why haven't you called me back?"
Tony's voice immediately came through the speakerphone as soon as he answered the phone.
"Something came up and I was just about to call you back when you called first."
Horn quickly offered an explanation.
"What happened? What happened? Did someone attack you?"
Upon hearing this, Tony, who was in the laboratory, immediately became worried.
"Pretty much, but I've taken care of them all."
This time, Horn didn't hide anything and spoke frankly.
"What?! Someone really attacked you?"
Tony jumped up from his chair in shock. "Are you alright? Do you know who attacked you?"
"Don't worry, I'm not injured. As for the people who attacked me, they were sent by Obadiahstan."
After thinking about it, Horn decided to reveal the plan to Tony ahead of time.
He originally planned to wait until everything was over before making a decision, but that would still be somewhat risky for Tony.
After all, even a cornered dog will jump over a wall. Who knows what Obadiah Stane might do when pushed to the limit? Telling Tony in advance will give him some preparation for the implementation of the plan.
"Obadiastan!? It really is him!"
Tony had already harbored suspicions at the dinner table, though the possibility was extremely small. However, he did not intend to let it go and decided to investigate it thoroughly later. It turned out that the other party dared to touch his brother!
This made him very angry, and at the same time he felt lingering fear. Fortunately, Horn had a strong ability to protect himself, otherwise he might have really been killed by the other party!
Thinking of this, he said with a grim face, "Don't worry, I'll have him arrested right now and make him pay the price!"
"No, that would be too easy on him."
Horn quickly stopped him, advising, "Why don't you listen to my plan first before making a decision?"
"Your plans?"
Tony paused for a moment, then said, "Tell me about it."
"Before I begin, I'd like to ask you a question, brother."
Horn's lips curled up slightly, giving an irrelevant answer.
"What's the problem?"
Tony frowned, puzzled.
"Do you want to be a superhero?"
Horn walked into the living room, sat down on the sofa, and asked casually.
"A superhero? Like Captain America back in the day?"
Tony asked in bewilderment.
"Pretty much, but you're definitely much more famous than him."
Horn nodded and said affirmatively.
"Am I more famous than him?"
Tony couldn't help but imagine himself being worshipped by thousands, and a sense of longing suddenly arose in his heart.
But in the end, he shook his head and said self-deprecatingly, "I indirectly committed those unforgivable sins, so how could I possibly become a superhero?"
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