Everyone knew that Jiang Siming had given Black Widow a suit of armor, but no one knew that it had enhanced her physical abilities so dramatically.
"Hawkeye Barton, how did your body become so strong?" Barton asked curiously.
Black Widow snorted. "That's a secret between me and my man. I have every right not to tell you."
Everyone exchanged wry smiles and could only let the matter drop.
Fury seriously asked Black Widow, "Natasha, is it really impossible to contact him? Thanos is about to lead his army in an attack on Earth. The fate of the planet hangs in the balance. This isn't something to joke about."
With the director questioning her, Black Widow said nothing and merely shook her head faintly.
Fury understood. He sighed and said, "Since that's the case, we'll proceed according to the original plan. Meeting adjourned."
Everyone left, but Black Widow remained seated, staring blankly.
Two years had passed since Jiang Siming left without a trace. Not a moment had gone by when Black Widow hadn't missed him.
She had tried to find him, but couldn't locate even the slightest trace.
She wondered if Jiang Siming had already forgotten her, or if something had really happened to him.
These questions tormented Black Widow, making her increasingly withdrawn. The team members hardly dared speak to her, afraid they might set off a powder keg.
"Damn Chinese man. You've been gone for two years and haven't even called me once. Scumbag. Player. Pah, pah, pah! Once this battle is over, I'll go to China to find you. Even if I can't find you, I'll find your parents. I'll stay with them. I refuse to believe you won't come back."
Black Widow muttered at the air, "cursing" the man in her heart.
At that moment, Black Widow