Sexy Female Agent Secretly Infiltrates and Searches

Watching Tony look defeated, Alvin almost burst out laughing.

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He probably wouldn't have guessed the reason even if he racked his brain.

Why had Tony Stark's always effective calling card suddenly lost its power?

The reason was actually very simple: the woman in the black dress wasn't a banquet guest at all, but a high-ranking agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. known as Black Widow, Natasha Romanoff, a former agent of the Red Room!

As for why S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Black Widow had suddenly targeted him, Alvin could roughly guess one or two things.

Furthermore, because of his appearance, Tony's Mark I Armor hadn't been exposed yet, so S.H.I.E.L.D. had no reason to go after Tony, which was logical.

"You look very happy, can you share it with me? Alvin." Natasha pressed close to him, her red lips sending out a fragrant breeze, her eyes exuding a teasing charm.

The thin black gauze dress couldn't hide her alluring figure at all.

Alvin only needed to glance sideways to see a glimpse of incredibly smooth, fair skin hidden within, it was simply too unfair!

I have to say, Widow Sister's figure is truly top-notch. No wonder some people wanted to drink her bathwater. What young man could resist that?

"Of course, I'd be happy to share my joy with you~"

Alvin lowered his head and chuckled, acting completely at ease. He directly put his arm around Natasha's waist, gently squeezing her soft flesh, and put on an impatient look: "How about we go to a room to talk?"

It was freebies delivered to his doorstep; he wouldn't be a fool not to take advantage of it.

Speaking of which, Black Widow was indeed a high-ranking agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Although he didn't know what she was thinking, Alvin was taking liberties, yet she showed a shy expression on her face.

"Then, alright~ It's because you're so handsome."

Natasha smiled sweetly, leaning into Alvin's embrace, her cheeks flushing red.

"Damn it!"

Tony, seeing the two of them being so lovey-dovey from behind, was so angry he almost threw his wine glass!

He just couldn't understand why she would choose a young kid over someone handsome, suave, charming, rich, and mature!

How was Alvin better than him?

That kid was useless except for his face!

Unhappy, Tony decided he would have a wild night to get back at them.

So, he set his sights on the models at the banquet, straightened his back, and declared: "Tonight, I'm going to take on ten!"

Above the charity banquet was a luxurious hotel lounge area, specifically for guests to rest.

Of course, in Alvin's understanding, charity banquets were purely places for men and women to exchange benefits and bodily fluids.

Alvin pretended to be eager, putting his arm around Black Widow and heading towards a guest room.

As soon as they entered, he couldn't wait to make his move, but unexpectedly, Black Widow dodged nimbly to the side, pursing her lips and chuckling, giving Alvin a seductive glance: "Don't be so impatient, handsome boy. The night is still long. How about we have a few drinks first?"

Although seduction was a course that spies and agents like Black Widow excelled at, she didn't intend to truly give herself away.

Alvin knew exactly what she was thinking; they were both just playing along, and it was a matter of who could act better. So, he seized the opportunity, turned with a smile, and took out a bottle of high-proof liquor from the guest room's wine cabinet, a limited edition Macallan whiskey: "Miss Natasha, I prefer strong liquor. What do you think of this one?"

Good, that's great. Black Widow secretly rejoiced, unaware that this was exactly what she wanted.

She was just wondering what excuse she could use to get Alvin drunk, and now he had brought it right to her doorstep. She hadn't expected her target this time to be so easy!

Of course, Black Widow put up a few token refusals on the surface, blushing shyly, and accepted the offer.

It wasn't bragging, but strong liquor like this was usually good enough to rinse her mouth with!

Looking at Alvin's impatient expression, Black Widow sneered inwardly, thinking she'd get him so drunk he wouldn't know north from south.

And so, the two, each with their own hidden agenda, began to drink.

After a few strong drinks, Alvin was swaying, his face flushed red with alcohol, looking completely drunk: "I, I'm telling you, if it weren't for me, Tony would have been dead long ago!"

Such a good thing?!

Black Widow secretly rejoiced, her eyes wide open, pretending to be impressed: "Really? Mr. Valshius, can you tell me how exactly you saved Tony?"

"Let's, let's just start quickly!"

Alvin's speech began to slur as he swayed and reached out to hug Natasha.

However, Natasha sidestepped, pulled out a restraint belt from her black dress, and tied him up completely before throwing him onto the bed.

"Huh? What are you doing? Untie me quickly!"

Tightly bound, Alvin struggled with feigned "panic."

"Stop struggling, you little pervert."

Natasha brought over a chair and sat down, saying playfully, "This is a restraint belt made of special materials. Even with tens of tons of force, it's impossible to break it."

It had to be said that in this position, Black Widow's figure was fully displayed, a feast for the eyes.

Especially the high slit of her black dress, which hugged her rounded hips. Natasha's long right leg was crossed over the other, her entire waist arched in a beautiful curve. The slit of the black dress revealed the base of her thigh, where a hint of fair skin could be seen, making one's imagination run wild.

"Are you, from the Ten Rings Gang?"

Alvin "suddenly" calmed down, "That's not something you need to know."

Black Widow put on a mysterious air, neither confirming nor denying.

In interrogation training, the most important point was to apply psychological pressure on the subject. The more flustered the interrogated person became, the more likely they were to reveal information!

"Now, I ask, you answer~"

At some point, Black Widow had produced a short, black baton.

Where did she even keep that thing?!

That thin, black, sheer dress didn't look like it had any place to hide such an item. Could it be... hiss!

Alvin gasped, and the way he looked at Black Widow now carried an inexplicable, meaningful glint.

Thank goodness she's a female agent. If it were a male agent, wouldn't he have to shove it up his ass?

Terrifying, absolutely terrifying!

"Kid, you seem to be thinking some unhealthy thoughts."

Seeing his expression, Black Widow knew exactly what he was thinking. Her face turned grim as she gripped the stun baton. "It seems you won't behave unless I teach you a lesson!"

Just then, Black Widow suddenly saw Alvin, who was bound by restraints, break free as if he were unharmed.

"Hey, why did you have to run into me?" Alvin sighed regretfully, shaking his head. "I even thought your charm was that great, only to find out you're a spy?"

"You, how did you break free?"

Black Widow was stunned. Those restraints could withstand tens of tons of force, and they just snapped?

"Now, it's your turn, Miss Natasha~"

Alvin smiled and beckoned with his finger, instantly immobilizing her.

Then, methodically, he took out special ropes for the wealthy from a cabinet and gave Black Widow a classic Japanese Kinbaku-style bondage.

Immediately after, Black Widow was suspended from a ring directly above the ceiling, her hands and legs bound behind her. Her spine was arched outward, resembling the art of the bowfish.

Hmm, not bad. Alvin admired his masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction.

As for Black Widow, she desperately wanted to curse, but unfortunately, she couldn't speak. All she could do was glare at Alvin with her eyes, which seemed to be spitting fire, wishing she could kill this bastard for tying her up like a porn actress in an AV!

Ding-a-ling~

Suddenly, the landline in the living room rang. Alvin's lips curved slightly. If he guessed correctly, it must be those people from S.H.I.E.L.D.

It wasn't a wasted effort to put on a show; they finally took the bait.

He picked up the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Valshius."

A magnetic male voice came from the other end. "Allow me to introduce myself. We are the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division..."

"Don't understand, I'm a foreigner."

Alvin directly interrupted the other party's spiel, crossing his legs. "Skip the pleasantries and get straight to the point."

"Alright, it's like this, Mr. Valshius." The person on the phone said with some helplessness, "We are S.H.I.E.L.D., serving the International Security Council to handle various crises that could threaten America and the world. And the person you... cough cough... have hanging up there is actually one of our agents."

"You say she's yours, so she's yours?"

Alvin sneered, looking at Black Widow suspended from the ceiling. "Fine, I won't say I didn't give you a chance. One hundred million US dollars, transferred to my account within half an hour, and I'll pretend this never happened. Otherwise, you can expect your agent to appear on adult websites the next day!"

Sexy female agent from S.H.I.E.L.D. secretly infiltrates and investigates, suffering... This should be quite the spectacle!

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