With the situation unclear, only a fool would fight Superman, who could suddenly surge in power.
Besides, fighting Superman was nowhere near as satisfying as taking on Black Widow.
So after tossing out a parting remark, Yongye promptly withdrew with Natasha and entered the system's Spatial Villa.
Natasha's vision went dark, then bright. Just like that, she had gone from a ruined rooftop to a luxurious suite.
She stared around in bewilderment. Before she could speak, she heard him say...
"Go take a shower first."
Natasha froze.
She had prepared to use her charms, but she had never imagined he would skip every bit of maneuvering and testing. He went straight for the bathroom.
She fell silent for a moment, lowering her lashes to hide the flicker of surprise in her eyes.
After a moment's thought, she turned toward the bathroom.
The bathroom was spacious and hazy with steam. Natasha turned on the faucet. As water rushed out, she slipped a fingernail-sized tracking transmitter from inside her hair clip and pressed it into a seam between the tiles beside the bathtub. Her practiced movements left almost no trace.
Only then did she leisurely remove her jacket and step into the hot water.
Meanwhile, at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters in New York, Hawkeye, who had been waiting for news, jolted as a computer voice sounded in his earpiece:
"Signal locked. Coordinates..."
Hawkeye immediately set out with a team and called Superman.
Half an hour later, they reached a broad expanse of Ruins. There was not a soul in sight.
Superman searched with his super vision and super hearing. Again, he found nothing.
His super intelligence told him the enemy had played him.
He frowned and asked grimly, "Are you sure this is the target's location?"
Hawkeye looked as miserable as if both his