Do You Have Iron Fist's Contact Information?

It was business hours, and there were few customers to begin with. So when Old Wang said he was closing temporarily, the familiar old men and women all gave Natasha a few looks.

Granny Sun from next door, with her presbyopia, winked at Old Wang and pursed her lips.

Boss Chen from the west end of the street, who was nearsighted, gave him a look that said, "I get it. No need to explain."

Meanwhile, Old Madam Li, who practiced Taiji three streets away, snorted rather impolitely. She dragged Old Man Li away while muttering nonstop, "Men are all no good," and, "The red flag stands firm at home while colorful flags flutter outside." It left Old Man Li terribly embarrassed.

It also left Old Wang helpless.

He felt Natasha had taken a huge advantage of him for no reason at all.

Old Wang had lived a very pure life. He kept himself clean and disciplined. If that was not being taken advantage of, what was?

In short, with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s legendary agent coming to visit, the little shop had no choice but to close.

Skye sat at the register, tapping away as she busily promoted Azeroth Specialties Shop online and set up an online store.

Robbie took Gabe home to do his homework.

Old Wang moved his recliner inside the shop and lay down beside the door.

Natasha stood opposite him.

It left her somewhat dazed.

Why did it feel like she was the suspicious one, while these two across from her were the agents?

Was she here to investigate them, or were they here to interrogate her?

The dignified Black Widow had experienced this before—one could even say she was highly experienced.

But those had all been disguises, meant to extract the intelligence she wanted before giving the other party some up-close service from the Black Widow's invincible scissor legs.

And now, it seemed she was genuinely being interrogated...

Just short of torture and forced confession...

How was it only short of that...

"I wonder what the famous Black Widow has come to my little shop for?"

Old Wang whistled. As he watched Skye hurriedly abandon her computer and come over, he thought that the recent results had been pretty good. A drop of Essence Wine every day had sent his physical condition soaring, and it seemed he had even started growing again after reaching adulthood.

Everything was improving, and even his height showed signs of increasing further, steadily advancing past 1.7 meters.

The Well of Eternity truly deserved to be the source of Azeroth's primordial energy. When it came to growth and nourishing life, its effects were indeed far beyond scalpels and elevator shoes. They were not even in the same league.

Old Wang had never been stingy.

Although there was not much Well of Eternity Water essence left, and not much Azeroth Blood either, what needed to be used had to be used.

Leaving aside Skye's future potential, just based on their relationship, he should still give her some—just not too much.

Like Gabe, Skye's physical condition was far inferior to Old Wang's, so she could not take too much at a time.

Otherwise, while she would not go "bang" and explode like a balloon, it would still be wasted.

Diligence and thrift were traditional Chinese virtues.

At Old Wang's words, Natasha's body instantly tensed.

Black Widow!

This codename came from a distant northern country. Though it was not an unbelievable legend to intelligence agencies like the Winter Soldier, not many people knew it either.

Other than intelligence agencies around the world, only a very small number of powerful figures at the very pinnacle of wealth and power knew of it.

Yet Master Wang knew.

Not simple at all!

Most importantly...

Very few people dared mention that codename, including S.H.I.E.L.D.'s upper ranks!

Those who could not keep their mouths shut never ended well.

Under normal circumstances, Natasha definitely would not be polite if she heard someone call her Black Widow.

But now...

Her entire body suddenly relaxed.

Her aura changed abruptly.

From a cold and silent Black Widow, she transformed into a mature woman of exceptional charm, radiating an irresistible allure. Paired with her exquisite figure and seductive gaze, the spider demon instantly became a fox spirit.

"I'm here to buy something. Is that not allowed, Master Wang?" She blinked.

Tsk, tsk. That was quite electrifying!

With a purely appreciative gaze, Old Wang looked Natasha up and down, examining this woman overflowing with charm.

Mm, 160 centimeters tall, 48 kilograms, measurements...

Skye snorted.

The force of her shoulder kneading tripled.

Old Wang's expression did not change.

A true warrior dared face Skye's torment head-on and confront Natasha's seduction directly.

What suffering, what bliss?

With the mindset that this was also a form of cultivation, Old Wang upheld the contemplation that beauty was but a skeleton of white bones. He scanned Natasha through the lens of artistic appreciation. This was the first step of looking, listening, asking, and feeling the pulse.

An old Chinese doctor did not mess around.

Without even using True Qi, Old Wang could tell that Natasha's injuries had mostly recovered.

But she was not completely healed yet.

She was already out investigating in such a hurry. Did Egghead miss me that much?

When Old Wang had carried Natasha and infused her with True Qi to treat her, he had strictly controlled the amount from the start.

Treat no illness lightly, treat minor illness heavily, control major illness—most of the time, that had miraculous effects.

For example, right now.

"Of course. This little shop is open for business and welcomes customers from all corners, including S.H.I.E.L.D."

Old Wang made an inviting gesture. "Beautiful lady, what would you like?"

"I'm injured. Very seriously."

Natasha rubbed her chest, looking as if she were in great pain and terribly pitiful. "I heard Master Wang is the best Chinese doctor in America. Could you take a look at me?"

"My fees are very expensive." Old Wang was fairly reserved.

"Don't worry. Money isn't a problem." Natasha guaranteed it.

This was a work-related injury. The organization would reimburse it in full.

S.H.I.E.L.D. was rich and powerful. Would it care about such a small amount of money?

"Come over. Let me take a look." Old Wang did not even get up, merely beckoning with his hand.

Why did it feel like he was calling a pet... Natasha grumbled inwardly, then swayed her hips as she walked over to stand before Old Wang.

Old Wang raised his hand.

And reached toward Natasha.

Ten minutes later.

Old Wang shook his hand, which Skye had nearly beaten swollen, feeling helpless.

Her chest hurt, so of course I had to examine her chest. Could you stop imagining things?

Every place that hurt had to be carefully checked.

I have professional ethics!

I'm not stupid. Would I flirt with one woman right in front of another?

"I examined you carefully. You were shot in many places—your back, waist, thighs, calves, and more. Your internal organs suffered multiple injuries as well. An ordinary person absolutely would not have survived more than five minutes. Tsk, tsk, some expert saved your life. Otherwise, even with your physical condition, you would not have survived an hour!"

Old Wang shook his head and sighed, his face full of admiration.

"Such an expert is truly incredible. One would not appear even once in a thousand years. He must be an old Chinese doctor over a hundred years old—a Grandmaster!"

"To have encountered such a Grandmaster, Agent Romanoff, you are truly lucky!"

"May I ask, do you have his contact information?"

Thanks to "Li Xian of World of Warcraft" for the 1,000 reward!