Rampaging through American comics, people in my motherland don't eat beef.

"who is he?"

Natasha forcefully slapped away the dirty hand on her waist and looked coldly at Eddie, who was lying on the ground trying to find the right angle. If she hadn't known him and Gray, she would have pulled out a gun and blown this pervert's head off on the spot, true to her style.

"My personal photographer, Eddie Block."

Seeing this, Gray nodded secretly. Eddie's professionalism was beyond doubt, just from his skill in sneaking up and taking photos.

Natasha frowned and asked, "What do you need the photographer for?"

"To correct the public's prejudice against me, as a new member of the Women's Federation, I should take on the corresponding responsibility and spread positive energy to society."

After rambling on for a while, Gray pulled Natasha into his arms again and looked at her affectionately: "Actually, I just wanted to make you happy."

"Really?" Natasha asked, her face full of disbelief.

"Just tell me if you're happy or not."

"……boring."

There was definitely a fleeting moment of smugness, but Natasha quickly composed herself, gently placing her hands on his chest and saying seriously, "You've come at the right time. Hawkeye and Captain America have been injured by Magneto's henchmen and are now trapped in the library next to the Capitol Building. Magneto plans to publicly execute them both, and we must rescue them as soon as possible."

Gray shook his head and said, "Execute Captain? Magneto is all talk. He was just bragging. He was saying he'd slaughter 100,000 people, and that's been so long, have you seen him do it?"

Natasha looked at her suspiciously: "You seem disappointed that he didn't commit a massacre?"

"Whether I'm disappointed or not doesn't matter. You don't need to be afraid of a paper tiger like Magneto." Gray slid his little hand down and squeezed the big melon twice, urging, "Alright, let's not talk about him anymore. Didn't you want to save someone? I'll go with you."

"Let go. Someone's here!"

Natasha trembled slightly, glanced at Eddie who had climbed up the lamppost again to find the right angle, and punched Gray twice in embarrassment and annoyance.

Gray sensed that Natasha's body temperature had risen noticeably, her breath was warm and sweet, and her face was flushed. He advised in a deep voice, "Natasha, excessive indulgence in men will erode a person's willpower. If you don't want your legs to go weak during battle, I suggest you restrain yourself."

"..."

Natasha was speechless for a moment.

Perhaps because she hadn't been nourished for too many years, Natasha also noticed her own abnormality. Her heart was restless and her body was hot. Faced with Gray's unrestrained, even beastly, invasion, she would subconsciously cooperate.

It felt as if a switch inside my body had been flipped.

"I'm warning you, Gray, from now on, you're not allowed to touch me without my permission!" Natasha said sternly.

He wanted to say something harsher and more serious, but when the words were about to come out, he was worried about Gray's bad temper and his sudden change of attitude. In the end, he could only give a mild warning.

In the Magneto incident, Natasha gained a profound understanding of the Avengers' shortcomings: when facing powerful threats, they lacked a stable and controllable top-tier fighting force.

Thor occasionally goes back to his hometown and disappears, Hulk frequently loses his mind, and although Captain America is quite strong, that's only compared to ordinary people. When facing powerful mutants, he's no different from an ordinary person.

Captain America's value lies more in his outstanding leadership skills and his positive influence on the American spirit.

The citizens liked the captain not because he was strong, but because of his perseverance and unwavering spirit in the face of evil forces, which deserved respect.

As for Hawkeye and herself... Natasha gave a bitter smile to herself.

The more capable a person is, the harder it is for them to control themselves. The Avengers' high-end combat force is composed of a group of unruly individuals. They need guidance, and S.H.I.E.L.D. also needs to strengthen its control over them, which led to the addition of former S.H.I.E.L.D. agents Hawkeye and Black Widow.

Despite Nick Fury's treacherous actions that had caused Natasha so much trouble, she could only swallow her anger and resentment.

Her job is to guide, and although her methods and directions may be somewhat wrong, as long as the result is good, then her efforts will not be in vain.

"Eddie, how many people are online?" Gray turned slightly to the side and winked at Eddie from a very discreet angle.

Eddie's eyes were glazed over, his face filled with ecstasy, and he uttered in an almost moaning voice, "5...5...500 million!"

"Stay calm and keep going!"

Gray was overjoyed and repeated his previous tactic to squeeze another wave of traffic out of Natasha.

The method is simple: create an ambiguous atmosphere, but don't show the audience the whole thing. The main point is to create a feeling of being neither going in nor coming out, neither getting in nor getting out.

"Can't you behave yourself?" Natasha frowned and glared at Gray. It was truly incomprehensible that he would play the ant-climbing-a-tree game with his hands behind his back while walking.

"You yelled at me?"

Gray abruptly stopped, stared at Natasha for a few seconds with displeasure, then threw his hands away: "I'm done playing, I'm leaving."

Natasha was stunned.

Because Grey really left, vanishing without a trace in an instant, and his location was right in front of the main entrance of the Capitol, the stronghold of mutants.

"....."

Seeing the hundreds of mutants gathered nearby all looking at her, Natasha felt a chill run down her spine and cursed inwardly. She forced a smile and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

On the other side, Eddie, who was secretly filming from the flower bed, was dumbfounded and almost dropped his camera.

"Is this appropriate?" Perhaps because he had been a simp for too many years, Eddie had forgotten what it felt like to be a human being when he was young.

Kids play pranks and fight, I don't care if you're a boy or a girl.

"One-sided exploitation will only push two people further apart. Mutual exploitation is the only way to maintain a lasting friendship. She's already trying to use me as a henchman, so how can I possibly tease her?"

Gray lay down next to Eddie, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Eddie, there's a reason for your failure. You take everything too seriously. You have immense power, yet you live like a dog. You really should reflect on your lifestyle."

I understand everything you're saying.

Eddie was silent for a moment, then asked, "But I don't know how to change it. I've made a mess of my life. It feels like I'm trapped in a cramped house. I want to win back Annie's heart, but I can't get out."

Gray's actions perfectly illustrate what it means to treat women like clothes. Eddie felt he might be a bit blinded by his own involvement, and listening to the advice of successful people wouldn't be a bad thing.

"Actually, it's very simple. Break down the door, show your strength, your courage, your fearlessness of failure, fearlessness of going to jail, and even fearlessness of death. This love is incredibly heavy; it's your everything, enough to soothe your ex-girlfriend's insecure heart."

"Yes, Annie is very insecure. I've disappointed her time and time again. She sees no future with me." Eddie nodded repeatedly, looking expectantly at Gray, hoping he could continue to offer guidance.

Gray didn't disappoint him. Speaking from experience, he patiently persuaded her: "Go all out, pin Annie against the wall and give her a good time. Trust me, she'll change her mind."

"Fuck...you're not kidding!?"

Eddie gaped in astonishment. His first reaction was disbelief, thinking that Gray was trying to harm him. But upon closer inspection, the real-life examples were right in front of him. Gray had already proven with facts that the stronger a woman is, the more she loves her.

After struggling with his decision, hesitating, and then becoming restless, Eddie finally gritted his teeth and decided to trust Gray this once.

"How about we give it a try?"