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Chapter 1207

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While the two were fighting with the Steel Soldiers, Happy was struggling to look away from the rearview mirror, trying not to think about what the rustling sound in his ears meant, but the tip of his nose seemed to be able to smell the scent of a woman mixed in the perfume.

This wasn't any less stimulating than the "humiliation of my crotch" from last time.

So, a few minutes later, when he stopped in front of the warehouse of the New York branch of the Hammer Company, his face was as red as when he was humiliated that day.

But as soon as he got out of the car, he looked at Natasha walking in front of him and asked, "What are you wearing … Wait, are you also a superhero?"

At this moment, the little secretary Natasha, who had been in a suit and skirt, has changed into a full set of black tight combat clothes, revealing her curves and full of heroic spirit, coupled with the cold and beautiful facial features under the big waves, Happy felt that he needed to calm down.

Natasha ignored him and continued to walk forward.

"How do we get in?" Happy could only change the subject and trotted behind Natasha.

Natasha didn't bother to look at the fat man. "Let's go in."

Happy: "What?"

"Stop right there. What are you doing?" Two bright flashlights shone over.

Natasha had already rushed forward when the other party pointed the flashlight at her, leaving only Happy screaming in place, almost blinded by the strong flashlight.

When his face was covered in tears and his eyes were blurry, he put down his hands and looked around. There were only two fainted security guards left on the ground.

He was stunned for a moment before he tentatively whispered, "Hey, are you still there?"

There was only dead silence around.

After taking care of the two security guards on the periphery, and without Happy, the fat man in the way, Natasha ran faster and rushed to the main building in more than ten seconds.

But she was one step late.

Just more than ten meters away from the building, a figure also in black glided down in front of her and directly kicked the glass door at the entrance of the building.

Bang! Crash!

The black figure passed by a security guard who had just stood up from the chair and punched him in the jaw.

The security guard immediately leaned back and fell back into the chair, unconscious.

The other security guard also stood up and went to pick up the baton at hand.

The black figure waved his hand at the front desk and the registration book flew towards the security guard, causing him to subconsciously withdraw his hand to protect his face.

Dong!

Another punch passed through the security guard's hands and hit his lower jaw. The security guard also fell to the ground. Together with the security guard, they posed neatly to look up at the starry sky.

At this time, the black figure turned to look at Natalie, who was running to the door. His green eyes flashed twice, and he raised a finger to beckon her to continue walking inside.

Natalie frowned at the black figure and exclaimed, "Black catgirl?"

Selina didn't look back or say anything, but she snorted inwardly. Uncultured! My name is Bastet, do you understand? What black cat girl!

Bastet was the Egyptian cat god, but the black cat was an ominous symbol in American horror stories. How could they be the same thing? She was a pacifist who specialized in fighting crime and saving innocent people.

If I didn't find your face pleasing to the eye, I would have tied you up and hung you on the flagpole outside. Selina mumbled in her heart as she continued to walk forward. She had no intention of leaving the secretary behind.

Just now, it had taken her a few minutes to get Mei's family to a fast food restaurant far away.

Then, she drove to a secluded spot and took out a super lightweight Bastet battle suit from the car.

This wasn't Bastet III, but an improved version of the earliest Bastet uniform.

The biggest improvement was that it was super small and portable, about the same size as a super thick laptop.

Also, as long as she stood in the predetermined position, the uniform would automatically be put on in five seconds.

Then, she climbed onto the roof and activated the cloak's gliding function, heading toward the address Luke had sent her: "Hammer New York Branch Warehouse."

Since Mei's family happened to be heading in the opposite direction of the branch, and it took some time to find a place to change, Natalie, who had a cheap chauffeur, arrived a little earlier.

But Selina, who had glided over, floated in from the side while Natalie was beating up the two security guards, and took the first kill.

By the time Natalie reached the door, she saw a team of patrolling security guards pouncing on her with batons in their hands. They beat Selina, who had barged in.

They didn't have guns. Hammer Industries wasn't as powerful as Stark Industries, and their security guards were much weaker.

Or rather, Hammer Industries wasn't willing to endorse the large number of security guards who used guns.

Thus, only a few of the security guards here had guns, and they weren't on duty yet.

The good thing was that these security guards didn't have any qualms about swinging their batons. After all, Selina had broken into Hammer Industries at night and knocked down the security guards. She wouldn't lose the lawsuit no matter what.

Selina, however, didn't hit them hard.

These people weren't bad guys. They were just security guards.

Hammer Industries wasn't doing human experiments, so these security guards naturally couldn't be considered accomplices.

Thinking that, she pulled at her waist and threw out a rope dart. The two security guards in front were tied up by the black rope behind the dart.

She rushed forward and grabbed the head of the dart that bypassed the two security guards.

The head of the rope dart, which was designed to tie up multiple weak opponents, wasn't sharp, and was very suitable for grabbing.

She raised her leg and kicked the third security guard in the face. The man bowed his head, and his upper body tightened as his hands and body were tied up.

Selina tilted her head to the side to avoid the fourth security guard. She raised her shoulder and forced him to tilt his upper body, and the rope went around his arm.

She bent over and rolled, and the rope passed one of the fifth security guard's legs. She stood up and pulled, and the rope went between the man's legs.

The security guard's face quickly turned red and then white. Only hissing sounds could be heard from his mouth. The scream lingered in his throat, but he couldn't let it come out.

Frightened, the sixth security guard turned around and tried to run, but the rope wrapped around his head and pulled him back.

By the time Natalie, who was lagging behind, got close, there were only six security guards who were tied up and screaming.

Any one of them struggled hard, causing the security guards who were tied up in their joints and vulnerable parts to cry out in pain.

Those who could have struggled didn't dare exert any more strength.

If they killed or maimed their colleagues, they would definitely be in trouble.

After all, they were just tied up, not killed.

The intruders didn't intend to kill them afterward, so who would be responsible if they killed their colleagues?

Selina snatched a pepper spray from a security guard and strode forward.

Natalie, who was late and hadn't gotten anything, couldn't help but ask, "Did Batman send you?"

Selina raised her hand as she walked. Two security guards rushed out from the hallway next to her, and their faces brushed past her hand.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two precise sprays of the sprays almost entered the opponent's eyelids.

Even though it was only a small amount, the two security guards screamed and covered their eyes.

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