Chapter 89: Natasha needs help

Chapter 89: Natasha needs help

Perhaps the coming days will not be so bad.

Bella stretched out her hands to grab the fluffy toy, lay on the bed, and buried her face in it.

Thinking of something, she stood up, walked to the window, and through it saw the muscle RV parked in front of the house. Coincidentally, she also saw the boy sitting quietly on the sofa in front of the RV window under the bright light, looking at a notebook.

The drizzle kept falling, making her vision somewhat blurry. She could only vaguely see the boy's profile, but for some reason, it made Bella's heart tremble involuntarily.

She didn't understand why her heart seemed to beat faster.

She didn't know why, but at that moment, the boy exuded a mysterious aura that made her want to explore his secrets.

She thought for a moment, hesitated for a while, then went to the living room, took a tomato from the refrigerator, put it in the juicer, and made a glass of tomato juice. However, she seemed to remember something, so she first carried the glass of freshly made tomato juice and knocked on her father Charlie's door.

The door opened quickly, revealing her daughter holding a glass of bright juice. Before Charlie could speak, she handed over the glass with both hands.

"You seem to have had a lot to drink. Drinking some tomato juice will do you good."

"Thank you."

Charlie was very pleased. Even though he knew he hadn't drunk much, he still enjoyed his daughter's care. He took the glass and drank it in one go.

"That boy?"

After drinking, he thought of Bi Xiao, the boy he admired, who also seemed to have drunk quite a bit.

Bella's heart skipped a beat. Keeping her composure, she said, "I only made one glass. I'll make another one to take to Bi Xiao."

"Okay." Charlie's mood improved even more, knowing that he was the priority.

Bella took the empty glass from Charlie and went to the kitchen. She prepared another glass and made a fresh tomato juice. Then she opened the door and went to the RV, knocking on the door.

Inside the RV, Bi Xiao was watching a TV show. Hearing the knock, he walked over and opened the door, seeing Bella standing with the tomato juice.

Feeling more and more embarrassed by her impulsiveness, Bella hurriedly said and quickly opened the door to leave.

Bi Xiao watched as Bella rushed back home, a smile flashing in his eyes. He wasn't insensitive. Although he had largely shut down his senses during his travels, he was naturally excellent at capturing emotions and could see that Bella had developed a fondness for him.

Her personality, appearance, and figure were quite to his taste.

If something could develop, he wouldn't mind.

Shaking his head, just as he was about to close the door, he saw two familiar figures approaching.

"Long time no see, Shaw."

A mature, hoarse voice, a charming face, wearing a red coat and holding an umbrella, with wine-red hair, it was none other than the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Natasha he hadn't seen for a long time. Beside her was a sturdy man in a black coat, with a sharp, hawk-like gaze.

"Clint Barton, he is my friend and comrade from the agency."

Seeing Bi Xiao's eyes sweep over the man beside her, Natasha took the initiative to introduce him.

The three stood in front of the RV, and Bi Xiao looked at Natasha, "Coincidence, or on purpose?"

"We are here to ask for your help, Shaw. We have encountered some inexplicable events and need a professional's assistance, so..." Natasha explained.

"I can see you are being targeted."

Bi Xiao scanned Natasha and Barton. He could see a faint evil black aura around them, which he was very familiar with—it came from demons.

"If it weren't absolutely necessary, believe me, Shaw, we wouldn't disturb your trip. I'm sorry, but that small town may need your help."

Natasha said helplessly.

She really didn't want to disturb Bi Xiao. She and Barton were on a mission in a nearby town and encountered some incomprehensible events. So she contacted the agency for support but didn't expect the director to say that Bi Xiao was also nearby and could help.

She took out her phone, opened it, and showed a picture to Bi Xiao.