Chapter 103: Tearing Through Webbing, Not Even Worthy of Being a Loser
Lin Nuo's lazy yet overwhelmingly oppressive voice pierced through the firewall of the encrypted channel, echoing inside the S.H.I.E.L.D. command vehicle.
Nick Fury's single eye widened to its limit, cold sweat sliding down his dark cheeks.
He felt his courage to even press the self-destruct button completely drained away.
Just as Lin Nuo prepared to step toward that ridiculous command vehicle, a sharp whistling sound came from above the ruins of the collapsed financial building to the side.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
A series of high-strength, specially made spider webs sliced through the heavy curtain of rain, weaving into a massive white net that descended upon Lin Nuo.
"Lin Nuo!"
"Give back everything you stole from me!"
Peter Parker, wearing that rain-soaked, slightly shabby red and blue spandex suit, pounced down from the high ruins.
Like a Beast driven into a corner, he frantically sprayed webs from his wrists, his hoarse throat filled with despair and rage.
The sticky and incredibly tough, specially made webbing plastered perfectly onto Lin Nuo's Vibranium suit.
In mere moments, Lin Nuo was wrapped layer upon layer into a giant white spider cocoon.
Peter Parker landed on a broken load-bearing pillar, his chest heaving violently as he gulped down rainwater mixed with the smell of gunpowder.
"I succeeded..."
Peter looked at the trapped Lin Nuo, his arms shaking violently, his face revealing a fanatical hope.
"I caught him!"
"This kind of special webbing can even stop a truck; he definitely won't be able to break free!"
Inside the anti-nuclear bunker a thousand meters underground, a massive holographic screen broadcast this scene.
Although the temperature was set to twenty-four degrees, the air was filled with an unsettling heat.
Gwen Stacy sat on the edge of the leather sofa, her body leaning forward uncontrollably, two fair fingers twisting the hem of the researcher uniform skirt that had been wrinkled by Lin Nuo.
She didn't care at all about the life or death of her ex-boyfriend, Peter.
Her mind was now filled entirely with worry.
She worried about Lin Nuo's expensive bespoke suit getting dirty, and even more so that the man with excessive possessiveness would be displeased because of this boring farce.
Once Lin Nuo was displeased.
When he returned, what awaited her would definitely be a very excessive punishment.
Gwen leaned close to the hidden microphone at her neckline, her voice softening, carrying a thick nasal tone and a fawning quality.
"Mr. Lin..."
"Stop playing, hurry up and finish him off and come back, okay?"
A faint crackle of electricity came through the earpiece.
Then, there was Lin Nuo's low, magnetic chuckle, filled with wicked mockery.
That laughter made Gwen's ears burn, and a familiar weakness spread through her waist.
"What, is my little genius assistant feeling sorry for him?"
"Feeling sorry for this poor kid swinging around on the streets?"
Lin Nuo was wrapped in the spider cocoon, but his voice held no panic, instead exuding leisure.
Gwen's eyes reddened with anxiety, and she shook her head repeatedly, terrified that Lin Nuo might misunderstand even a little.
"No!"
"I don't know him anymore..."
"Mr. Lin, please don't tease me anymore."
Beside her, Pepper Potts held a glass of red wine, her long legs elegantly crossed.
Watching Gwen's charming, nearly tearful appearance, she couldn't help but lean toward the microphone to stir the pot.
"Mr. Lin, you don't know."
"Just now, when Gwen saw that kid in the spandex suit jump out, her legs went weak with fear."
"She, her mind was entirely on those equations you taught her in the server room last night."
Natasha leaned against the sofa backrest, her slender fingers twirling a lock of red hair, her tone lazy and seductive.
"That's right, Lin Nuo."
"Don't waste your energy outside."
"The rest of us are all ready, waiting for you to come back and return the favor."
Listening to these top-tier beauties bickering in the earpiece, the wicked factors within Lin Nuo were thoroughly ignited.
"Gwen, say it yourself."
"Whose are you?"
Lin Nuo's voice was very low, exuding an irresistible dominance.
Gwen's cheeks were flushed bright red, and her breathing lost all rhythm.
She didn't dare to pause, whimpering softly into the microphone.
"I am yours..."
"From head to toe, I belong only to you..."
"Good girl."
Lin Nuo praised her from afar.
"Change your clothes and wait for me to come back and deal with you."
Outside, Peter Parker was preparing to shoot more webbing to reinforce the cocoon.
From inside the spider cocoon came Lin Nuo's cold words, filled with disdain.
"Is this your trump card that you're so proud of?"
Peter's breath hitched.
Immediately after, a blinding dark red light lit up the surface of the giant white spider cocoon.
A terrifying Bio-field, fusing the Asgardian Divine Constitution and the peak Hulk Gene, was released by Lin Nuo without reservation.
The temperature on his body surface climbed crazily at a speed that defied physical common sense.
"Hiss!"
Those high-strength, specially made spider webs that claimed to be able to stop heavy trucks and couldn't even be pierced by bullets, upon touching this high heat, were like inferior paper meeting a raging fire, instantly vaporizing into ash.
The white smoke dissipated.
Lin Nuo had one hand in his suit pocket, while the other slowly and deliberately removed his gold-rimmed glasses, which were stained with ash.
He pulled a brand-new silk handkerchief from his breast pocket and carefully wiped the lenses.
That pure black Vibranium suit didn't even have a single crease.
"No..."
"This is impossible..."
Peter Parker's legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees on the ruins.
He looked at the unscathed Lin Nuo, his mind completely blank.
Lin Nuo put his glasses back on, strode forward with his long legs, and stepped through the puddles toward Peter, one step at a time.
The sound of leather shoes treading through the mud fell into Peter's ears like the tolling of a funeral bell from the God of Death.
Lin Nuo stopped in front of Peter, looking down from above at this self-proclaimed righteous superhero, a cruel sneer spilling from his lips.
"Stand up."
"Keep shooting your webs."
Peter gritted his teeth, letting out a Beast-like roar.
He leaped up from the ground, swinging his fist at Lin Nuo's face.
Lin Nuo didn't even think it was worth a second glance.
He casually reached out his long, fair fingers.
"Snap!"
That fist, which once could lift a car, was easily held in Lin Nuo's palm.
The crisp sound of bones breaking was exceptionally clear in the rainy night.
"Ah!"
Peter let out a shrill scream, his entire face distorted by intense pain.
Lin Nuo closed his fingers, dragging Peter in front of him like a chicken ready for slaughter.
Then, his left hand grabbed the red and blue mask on top of Peter's head and tore it off with force.
"Rip!"
The fabric shattered.
Peter Parker's face, pale from pain and terror and covered in acne, was exposed to the rain without any cover.
"Don't use this piece of rag to hide your ridiculous face, Parker."
Lin Nuo disgustedly threw the torn cloth into the muddy water, the mockery in his tone enough to cut Peter into a thousand pieces.
"Do you think that by wearing a mask and catching a few purse-snatching thugs on the street, you're a savior?"
Lin Nuo lowered his voice, every word like a rusted, dull knife, repeatedly cutting into Peter's most fragile nerves.
"You actually know very well."
"You are just a bottom-tier poor kid who can't even pay rent and doesn't dare to fight back when bullied at school."
"Your so-called heroism is nothing more than a cover for the inferiority in your bones!"
"You enjoy the vanity of being worshipped, and even for that bit of vanity, you leave your closest people in danger!"
Peter was trembling all over.
Tears mixed with rain flowed down, his lips trembling as he wanted to retort, but he couldn't spit out a single word.
Lin Nuo grabbed Peter's chin, forcing him to look up and stare directly at him.
"What do you have to compare with me?"
"You keep saying I stole Gwen."
"But do you know?"
"When she stayed up until her eyes were bloodshot over that damn formula, crying in despair in the rain, where were you?"
"You were busy being your masked Joker, busy satisfying your pathetic vanity."
The veins on the back of Lin Nuo's hand bulged, highlighting his overflowing desire for control at this moment.
"Only I."
"Only I can casually provide her with the World's top laboratory."
"Only I can solve the problems she's been stuck on for half a year in minutes."
"And only I can make her willingly stand by my side, blushing and calling me husband!"
This sentence became the final blow that crushed Peter.
Peter's belief completely collapsed.
His justice that he was proud of, his first love that he cherished like a treasure, in the face of Lin Nuo's absolute power and dimensionality reduction strike, didn't even count as a joke.
He slumped down like mud, covering his face, and let out a desperate, painful cry in the muddy water.
Looking at this piece of trash at his feet, who wasn't even worthy of being a loser, Lin Nuo didn't even have the interest to stomp on him.
He let go, allowing Peter to collapse on the ground.
"Stop crying, Parker."
"To let you lose clearly, I'll show you something."
Lin Nuo slowly and deliberately took out a custom mobile phone from his inner suit pocket.
After unlocking it with a fingerprint, he pulled up a photo and shoved the screen directly in front of Peter's eyes.
It was a holographic screenshot.
The image was somewhat dim, with the background being the huge and luxurious French bed in Lin Nuo's private apartment.
In the center of the photo, Gwen Stacy was curled up in the large black and gold sheets.
She was wearing a large white shirt that clearly belonged to a man, the collar loose, revealing her fair collarbone.
The girl's cheeks were flushed with a red that hadn't faded yet, her eyes wet, looking up at the camera.
That shattered yet submissive posture was a scene Peter Parker wouldn't even dare to imagine in his dreams.
"Did you see clearly?"
Lin Nuo held the phone, his tone cruel to the extreme.
"This is what I took casually last night when she begged me not to tease her anymore."
"You hesitate for ages just to hold her hand."
"But now, she is marked by me, Lin Nuo, from head to toe."
Peter stared at the screen, his eyes bloodshot, a suppressed, strange sound coming from his throat.
The next second, his eyes rolled back, and he was actually angered to the point of fainting, falling into the mud and remaining motionless.
"Boring."
Lin Nuo put away his phone, straightened his tie, and pressed his finger to his headset.
"Babes, the show is over."
"Did you all hear clearly what I said just now?"
Inside the shelter, the women had long since been turned weak by Lin Nuo's aggressive words.
Gwen bit her finger, not daring to even breathe too loudly.
Lin Nuo's voice carried an irresistible, dangerous desire in the rainy night.
"Gwen."
"Just wear that shirt from the photo just now and wait for me obediently."
"Tonight, I'll teach you some adult rules."
Chapter 104: Morphological Crushing, That Pile of Useless Rubber
"Mr. Lin, that's quite a thing to say, as if we don't know the rules."
Pepper Potts' voice came through the micro-earpiece, her tone coquettish at the end, unable to hide the heat in her breath.
Inside the shelter a thousand meters underground, the women on the leather sofa had long since blushed.
Gwen tugged at the hem of the oversized men's shirt, her slender White legs pressed together, not even daring to raise her head.
The black gold ring on Susan's ring finger reflected a cold light.
She stared at the holographic screen, her chest rising and falling more noticeably.
Lin Nuo stood in the rain-washed Manhattan square, the sole of his shoe stepping on the tattered mask that Peter Parker had dropped, his knuckles tapping in mid-air.
"Obedient?"
"Who was crying and begging me to stop in the server room last night, and even left nail marks on my back?"
Low whimpers came through the earpiece.
Susan bit her lip, protesting softly.
"Lin Nuo... don't bring this up in front of them..."
"What, dare to do it but not admit it?"
Lin Nuo chuckled, the vibration of his chest traveling through the radio into Susan's ear, making her waist feel weak.
Just then, an anomaly suddenly occurred in the murky mud pool on the side of the battlefield.
Mud splattered everywhere.
A lump of flesh emitting a pungent acidic odor shot out from a blind spot in the ruins.
It was the deformed Reed Richards.
He had long been lying in ambush, waiting for this very second when Lin Nuo let his guard down.
Reed's body completely defied the principles of human skeletal science, his limbs turning into sticky, thick tentacles, drawing eerie arcs in the curtain of rain.
Two deformed, stretched rubber arms wrapped around from behind Lin Nuo, tightly binding his waist and abdomen, while the other two locked directly onto his neck.
"Caught you! You thief who stole everything from others!"
Reed's twisted, deformed face emerged from the muddy Water, his voice harsh, like sandpaper scraping against glass.
"No matter how strong you are, you can't escape my flexibility!"
"I will crush your bones one by one!"
He tightened his rubber-like, tough body, attempting to make Lin Nuo yield through the sensation of suffocation.
Lin Nuo didn't even move his feet.
He let those rubber bodies, reeking of sewer stench, wrap around his bespoke suit, not even raising a hand to block them.
He simply lifted his chin, his fingers leisurely pressing the hidden earpiece.
"Susan."
Lin Nuo's voice was steady, exuding an irresistible sense of dominance.
Susan in the shelter was startled, hurriedly moving closer to the microphone.
"I'm... I'm here."
"Look at the screen."
Lin Nuo said lightly.
"Your ex-fiancé's clinging skills are truly terrible."
"When it comes to strangulation and flexibility, he doesn't even have half the strength you had when you were holding me last night."
This sentence struck Susan hard in the heart.
Her cheeks were as red as if they were bleeding, and her breathing rhythm was completely disrupted.
Natasha on the side raised an eyebrow, while Peppercovered her mouth and chuckled.
"You... don't talk nonsense..."
Susan's voice was weak and lacked any persuasive power.
Her body had long softened into the sofa, and that feeling of being publicly teased yet secretly excited made her reason retreat step by step.
"I am just stating the facts."
Lin Nuo was soothing the canary in his palm from afar.
"Since this pile of rubber trash has dirtied my suit, I have to teach him a lesson."
On the battlefield, Reed couldn't hear the flirting between Lin Nuo and Susan, but he could feel the contempt in Lin Nuo's bones.
"Stop putting on an act!"
"You can barely breathe now!"
Reed frantically tightened his rubber arms, attempting to squeeze Lin Nuo's internal organs out.
"I will crush you!"
Lin Nuo didn't waste words.
The peak Hulk Gene and Asgardian Divine Constitutionwithin him lay dormant quietly.
Replacing them was that core ability just intercepted from Reed—Ultimate Molecular Reorganization.
"Do you really think that so-called flexibility has no limits?"
Lin Nuo's fair, slender fingers lifted and gently touched the rubber arm Reed had wrapped around his chest.
At the moment of contact, high-level molecular interference, centered on Lin Nuo's palm, violently spread along Reed's cellular structure.
This was the dominance of a superior over an inferior.
It was also a dimensionality-reduction strike between homologous abilities.
Reed suddenly let out a terrified scream.
He felt his rubber cells, which he was so proud of, rapidly undergoing a qualitative change.
Under Lin Nuo's interference, his originally tough and elastic body structure was forcibly drained of moisture, and the molecular bonds were rearranged.
"What are you doing?"
"What did you do to me!"
Reed was terrified.
He discovered that the color of the arms wrapped around Lin Nuo began to fade, turning from a murky flesh color to a semi-transparent texture.
The elasticity disappeared.
Replacing it was a scalp-numbing stiffness and chill.
...
In the shelter, Susan widened her eyes, watching the scene on the holographic screen that defied common sense.
She knew Reed's research best.
That kind of rubber constitution was almost impossible to destroy by external force.
But now, Lin Nuo just touched it casually, and changed Reed's physical properties.
She subconsciously touched the mark Lin Nuo had left on her collarbone, her awe and submission to this man deepening by another layer.
...
"Nothing much, just helping you change those useless attributes."
Lin Nuo tapped his fingertips on Reed's arm, which had already turned into a semi-transparent material, making a crisp "ding-ding" sound.
The originally flexible rubber had actually been changed in its molecular structure by Lin Nuo in just a few seconds, turning into a fragile, transparent material.
"See, this is much more pleasing to the eye."
"Glass shards are always easier to clean up than stinky rubber."
Reed tried to pull back his arms.
But he discovered with horror that those crystallized limbs were completely unresponsive to neural control.
He had become a monster embedded in a glass sculpture, unable to do anything except roll his eyes.
"Let me go..."
"I beg you, change my body back!"
Reed completely collapsed.
His former halo of genius and scientific pride were shattered completely at this moment.
He became a stray dog begging for mercy, letting out ugly wails in the muddy Water.
"Beg me?"
"Are you worthy?"
The desire in Lin Nuo's eyes completely receded, leaving only absolute coldness.
He slightly moved his entangled shoulders, his waist and abdominal muscles vibrating gently.
"Crack!"
A crisp shattering sound exploded in the rainy night.
The two crystallized arms of Reed that were wrapped around Lin Nuo shattered inch by inch, like inferior glassware struck by a heavy object.
Countless transparent fragments shattered all over the ground, mixing into the sewage at his feet.
Immediately after, it was the other two wrapped around his neck.
Lin Nuo just raised his hand and flicked them, and those fragile crystals immediately turned into powder.
"Ahhhhh!"
Reed, having lost his four elongated arms, let out an inhuman scream.
His torso was thrown heavily into the mud by the reaction force, splashing large amounts of acidic, foul-smelling Water.
He rolled on the ground in pain.
There was no bleeding at the stumps, only smooth cross-sections like broken glass.
The so-called Mr. Fantastic, that man who was once arrogant, had eyes only for data, and treated his fiancée as a fundraising tool, now only had a broken, incomplete body wriggling in the mud.
Lin Nuo pulled a silk handkerchief from his suit pocket and carefully wiped the fingers that had just touched Reed.
"Reed, your era is over."
"Take your crappy theories and rot slowly in this puddle."
Lin Nuo carelessly threw the handkerchief onto Reed's twisted face, covering his expression of despair.
"This is the consequence of not cherishing the people around you."
"Now, she is my private possession."
"From head to toe, even a single hair, bears my brand."
Susan in the shelter heard this and covered her face, sobbing.
She bit her lip and whispered a plea into the microphone.
"Lin Nuo... leave him alone."
"Come back quickly... I've changed my clothes and am waiting for you."
...
Lin Nuo casually kicked the pile of useless glass debris at his feet into the storm drain with the toe of his leather shoe.
He didn't even have the interest to finish him off.
For a useless person completely stripped of dignity and ability, living is more torturous than dying.
Lin Nuo straightened his dark red tie.
The rain still couldn't get within half a meter of him.
Just as he was about to turn back to the Star Umbrellaheadquarters, his gaze passed over the ruins of Manhattanand landed on the night sky in the far distance.
Deep in the dark thunderclouds, a faint blue tail flame was rapidly ascending.
That was a special escape pod from S.H.I.E.L.D. that used top-tier stealth technology.
Nick Fury saw that the Avengers had been wiped out, and had already pressed the button to abandon the car to save his own skin, attempting to escape this hell.
Lin Nuo pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, the lenses reflecting the lightning in the sky.
"Want to run?"
He tapped his earpiece with his knuckles, cut off the channel with Susan, and connected to the Star Umbrellahigh-level command network.
"Natasha."
"Go prepare, I'm going to personally go up to the sky and pluck a big toy."
Chapter 105: Nuclear Explosion Incoming, That Looks A Bit Too Big
Inside the anti-nuclear shelter a thousand meters underground, the constant temperature system ran quietly.
The air was filled with the mellow fragrance of top-tier red wine, mixed with a hint of sweet, cloying heat.
Natasha breathed lazily against the microphone, her red lips enunciating heavily, her voice hiding a deadly seduction.
"Mr. Lin, you need to hurry up."
"The few of us down here have almost finished changing clothes."
"If you are too slow, the mood we've just built up will go cold."
Susan sat on the edge of the leather sofa, her fingers unconsciously twisting the pitifully small fabric of her silk nightgown, her cheeks flushed deep red.
The black gold ring on her ring finger glinted coldly under the light, but she had long been softened by a few words Lin Nuo had said over the channel.
Just now, seeing her ex-fiancé Reed Richards turn into that useless pile of glass shards on the monitor, she didn't feel a shred of pity.
Her mind was filled with the image of Lin Nuo trapping her in front of the floor-to-ceiling window last night, forcing her to admit her mistakes with his overbearing posture.
That absolute control and possessiveness made her resist, yet also made her sink into it.
Now, she was left with nothing but anticipation.
Gwen didn't even dare to lift her head.
The oversized white shirt belonging to Lin Nuo on her body was loose at the collar, revealing large patches of fair collarbone and faint red marks.
The girl's slender white legs were pressed tightly together, her earlobes burning hot, and even her breathing had lost its rhythm.
Pepper held a wine glass, her long legs crossed, deliberately leaning close to the receiver, her soft, sweet voice unable to hide her desire to compete for favor.
"Mr. Lin, don't listen to Natasha."
"As long as you come back, I'll find a way to satisfy you."
"I've been practicing those moves you taught me last night."
A low, magnetic chuckle from the man came through the earphones.
This laughter drilled into the women's ears through the radio, the tingling sensation brought by the chest vibration reaching their waists, causing a few hurried whimpers to sound in the shelter.
Lin Nuo's tone was languid, yet it carried an irresistible dominance.
"Good girls."
"Line up and wait."
"Whichever one of you behaves the most obediently today, I'll check her progress first when I get back."
After dropping this provocative promise, Lin Nuo cut off the two-way audio of the private communication channel, leaving only one-way transmission.
He lifted his eyelids, his gaze passing over the devastation of Manhattan, and cast directly toward the gloomy thunderclouds overhead.
...
The thick clouds were violently torn apart.
A helicarrier, massive enough to block out the sun, completely disabled its optical camouflage, looming over the city like a dying steel behemoth.
The helicarrier's right engine was already engulfed in flames, with rolling thick smoke churning in the torrential rain.
Inside the supreme command cabin, Nick Fury's single eye was filled with scarlet bloodshot veins, his entire face twisted out of shape.
His trump cards were all destroyed.
Those Avengers he had placed his high hopes on hadn't even lasted a minute in front of Lin Nuo; they had all turned into mush and jokes.
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s decades of accumulation had become the cheapest trash under this man's gentle and composed crushing.
Fury understood that he couldn't escape.
That demon named Lin Nuo wouldn't even give him a chance to leave Manhattan.
"Since you want to take everything, then let's all die together!"
Fury roared hysterically, his dark fingers slamming heavily onto the red button in the center of the console.
That was S.H.I.E.L.D.'s highest-level ultimate contingency plan.
The helicarrier would self-destruct, simultaneously unlocking the internally mounted ten-megaton nuclear reactor.
The launch silo cover opened with a screeching sound of mechanical friction, and the red light symbolizing destruction illuminated half the night sky like purgatory.
The shrill nuclear explosion alarm sounded with the helicarrier as the center, sweeping wildly across a radius of ten miles.
Inside the shelter, the energy detection values on the holographic screen went off the charts, and red warning boxes filled everyone's field of vision.
"Nuclear reactor!"
Natasha's expression changed; her years of training as an Agent made her immediately understand what had happened.
She dropped her wine glass, her breathing even stopping.
Susan was scared pale, her fingers gripping the edge of the sofa tightly, her eyes turning red instantly.
Gwen even collapsed into Pepper's arms, trembling all over.
That was a nuclear explosion.
A high-level nuclear explosion capable of evaporating the entire Manhattan along with the shelter a thousand meters underground!
Susan cried out into the microphone, her voice full of brokenness.
"Lin Nuo!"
"Run!"
"That's a nuclear weapon!"
In the torrential rain, Lin Nuo didn't even frown.
He casually threw away the gold-rimmed glasses stained with moisture.
After losing the obstruction of the lenses, the dark desire and biting killing intent intertwined and surged in those eyes.
His high-end white shirt rustled in the wind, the collar open, revealing his cool, white, and defined skin.
"Run?"
Lin Nuo's voice was steady, falling into the women's ears through the communicator, carrying an absolute dominance that could easily soothe all fear.
"Susan, open your eyes and look clearly."
"That useless ex of yours only knows how to hold his broken data and wait for death."
"Today, your husband will teach you what a real dimensional strike is!"
As his voice fell, Lin Nuo's long legs tapped lightly in a puddle.
There were no thrusters, nor any leverage.
The vast Bio-field and Asgardian Divine Constitution were operating at full power at this moment.
His body shot up from the ground, rising into the air against the sky full of red light in a posture that defied the laws of physics.
All eyes were on him.
Those dying Military soldiers, those survivors shivering in the ruins, all involuntarily raised their heads to look up at the man in a black Vibranium suit, walking into the sky.
The helicarrier's nuclear reactor had reached the critical point.
Blinding white light erupted from the depths of the launch silo.
That terrifying energy capable of melting steel and vaporizing flesh was about to be completely released.
Fury let out a desperate, maniacal laugh in the command cabin.
Lin Nuo stopped at a position less than a hundred meters from the helicarrier.
He kept one hand in his suit pocket, while the other was casually held out in front of him.
His bony, well-defined palm opened, facing the ball of white light about to explode.
"Quiet down."
Lin Nuo parted his thin lips and spat out three words.
The next moment, a miracle descended.
There was no earth-shattering roar, no Impact that destroyed everything.
The more magnificent the destruction, the more silent it was at this moment.
A vast, invisible Bio-field spread from Lin Nuo's palm, turning into a massive, semi-circular transparent sphere, cutting the entire helicarrier in half and firmly wrapping the just-exploded nuclear bomb inside the field.
The terrifying nuclear fusion raged wildly within the field.
Orange-red high temperatures, deadly radiation, and hundreds of millions of degrees of light and heat were all charging left and right within that semi-circular sphere.
But no matter how massive that energy was, it couldn't even break through a single ripple on the surface of the field.
Inside the shelter, the women all held their breath.
Susan covered her mouth tightly, not letting herself gasp out loud.
As a top scientist, she knew best how massive that energy was.
But Lin Nuo was now like he was playing with a glowing ball.
That absolute suppression in power crushed Susan's sanity to pieces.
She didn't even have the last bit of dignity left; she just wanted to run to this man immediately and let him control her entire future.
In mid-air, a flash of mockery crossed Lin Nuo's eyes.
The five fingers of his outstretched palm curled shut.
On the back of his hand, sexy veins popped up, manifesting the terrifying, boiling monstrous strength.
Following his movement, the massive field sphere wrapping the nuclear explosion began to collapse and compress rapidly inward.
Energy capable of destroying a city was forcibly kneaded by him into a high-pressure light sphere the size of a soccer ball.
The Asgardian Divine Constitution's energy-devouring trait was fully activated.
Lin Nuo grabbed it casually, clutching the ball of light into his palm.
The light seeped into his body along his slender fingers, not leaving even a spark for this World.
The nuclear explosion was gone, just like that, without a sound.
The helicarrier lost all power and its core, its massive metal hull disintegrating in the air, carrying the sky full of fire as it sank heavily toward the distant Hudson River.
"Boom!"
The towering water column that was kicked up became the final death knell for S.H.I.E.L.D.
In the command cabin, Nick Fury fell into the abyss along with the wreckage.
In that remaining single eye, there was nothing left but total emptiness.
He had lost.
He lost so thoroughly he didn't even hear a sound.
His ultimate trump card, which he was so proud of, didn't even count as a big firework in Lin Nuo's hands.
The thunder faded away, but the torrential rain continued to fall.
Lin Nuo withdrew his hand and tugged at his slightly crooked tie.
The power within his body rose even higher from devouring the nuclear energy, and even the temperature in his breath rose a few degrees.
Inside the shelter, having experienced the drastic contrast from certain death to absolute safety, the women's psychological defenses completely collapsed.
Gwen sobbed into the microphone, her soft voice full of longing.
"Lin Nuo..."
"You're okay, that's great."
Lin Nuo teased in a low voice; that magnetic voice with a thick nasal tone completely drained the already soft Gwen.
"Can't take it already?"
He didn't linger any longer, letting his body fall toward the ground under the pull of gravity.
Just as his feet were about to touch the ruins of Manhattan, Lin Nuo pulled a pure black long-handled umbrella from his system space.
"Snap."
The umbrella opened, isolating the wind and rain.
Lin Nuo held the umbrella with one hand, his pure black leather shoes stepping steadily onto the water-logged ground.
His suit trousers remained crisp and straight, not stained with a speck of mud.
He stood in the center of the completely submissive World, sliding his fingertips casually across the edge of his headset, his low voice tainted with unmasked, dangerous desire.
"Have you seen enough, babies?"
"Now open the security doors."
"Your husband is coming down personally to teach you some adult rules."
Chapter 106: Stepping on the Star Shield, The Goddesses' Battlefield
"Beep."
The shelter's heavy alloy door slid open to both sides.
The filtered scent of cedar rushed to meet him, replacing the smell of smoke and blood from the ruins of Manhattan.
Lin Nuo stepped into this absolutely private underground territory.
Potts came forward to meet him, her posture composed, yet her eyes hid an irrepressible tension and eagerness to please.
"Mr. Lin, you've worked hard."
She took off Lin Nuo's damp coat, her movements meticulously careful.
"Seeing that ball of white light on the monitor earlier, I almost couldn't even hold my wine glass steady."
Lin Nuo casually flicked his free right hand.
"Clang!"
A dull metallic thud rang out as it hit the floor.
That red and blue Vibranium shield, violently crushed with five deep finger holes, was tossed like trash onto the priceless handmade Persian rug, leaving a noticeable dent.
"If you're scared, then just rest properly."
Lin Nuo's voice was languid. He didn't even glance at the shield, walking straight to the large, circular silk sofa in the center and sitting down with an imposing air.
He crossed his long legs casually, his custom pure black leather shoes landing right on the broken pentagram that represented old-school justice.
The soles of his shoes slowly ground over it, mercilessly.
The once supreme glory of Captain America had now become a stepping stone under his feet.
"Master..."
A voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz sounded by his leg.
Gwen had moved to the front of the sofa at some unknown moment.
She was wearing an oversized white shirt, the hem hanging down, covering her slender figure and making her look even more fragile.
She knelt on the soft carpet, holding a glass of decanted romanee-conti with both hands, carefully raising it to Lin Nuo's side.
Lin Nuo did not take the glass immediately.
His large, knuckled hand reached out, pinching Gwen's chin and forcing her to look up.
"Just now up there, that poor ex-boyfriend of yours was crying his heart out."
"He said I was a tyrant who forced you and deprived you of your freedom."
Lin Nuo's thumb pressed gently against her lips, his tone filled with wicked mockery.
"Am I really that excessive?"
Gwen's breath hitched, her ears turning red.
Her watery eyes dared not look directly at Lin Nuo, yet she still actively pressed her cheek against the man's palm.
"No."
"I don't even know him anymore."
"I am Mr. Lin's person, and from head to toe, I belong only to you."
"Good girl."
Lin Nuo chuckled.
He then took the glass of red wine and took a sip.
The mellow wine swirled in his mouth before he handed the glass back to Gwen, his gaze lingering for a moment on her trembling fingertips.
"Drink it."
Gwen lowered her head and obeyed.
As the red wine slid down her throat, a fragile blush appeared at the corners of her eyes.
"You're playing favorites."
Potts complained softly from the side, taking the opportunity to sit on the edge of the sofa.
She leaned closer to Lin Nuo, her fingertips resting on his cuffs, smoothing out the wrinkles left from the battle.
"I was clearly worried sick all night, yet when you came back, you didn't offer a single word of comfort, only knowing how to bully the little sister."
"Want comfort?"
Lin Nuo's large hand reached out, grabbing Potts's waist and pulling her close.
The distance between them was so close that their breaths mingled.
"How is the review of the etiquette I taught you last night coming along?"
"If you don't meet my standards later, I'll have to punish you."
Potts stiffened, then lowered her eyes, her voice filled with deliberately lowered submissiveness.
"I've already practiced it well."
"Whenever Mr. Lin wants to test me, you can do it at any time."
"I will definitely not let you find a single fault."
Lin Nuo lifted his lips noncommittally.
He cast his gaze toward Susan and Jane, who were standing on both sides of the sofa, having not dared to make a sound.
"Why are you standing so far away?"
Lin Nuo's voice deepened, carrying the pressure of a superior who would not tolerate disobedience.
"What, are you two still putting on airs as scientists, needing me to invite you personally?"
Susan's heart skipped a beat.
The black gold ring on her ring finger chafed her skin until it felt hot.
She gritted her teeth, completely abandoning the aloofness she once prided herself on, walked to the left side of the sofa, and reached out with slender fingers to massage Lin Nuo's temples.
Jane was equally unwilling to fall behind.
She was wearing a form-fitting professional outfit today, her curves clearly outlined by the sharp tailoring.
She walked quickly to the right side to knead Lin Nuo's shoulders.
The two top goddesses, who were once unreachable in the academic world, now stood in this underground fortress, secretly competing to win a word of approval from the man before them.
"The pressure is not bad."
Lin Nuo closed his eyes and enjoyed it, though his tone was not gentle.
His fingers rested on Susan's wrist bone, giving it a light squeeze.
"Susan, how did it feel seeing Reed turn into that inhuman, ghost-like pile of glass shards on the screen earlier?"
Susan's breathing became slightly disordered, and a thin layer of red appeared at the corners of her eyes.
She dared not struggle, only lowering her eyes, letting that complex emotion surge in her heart.
"Lin Nuo, please don't mention him."
"That cold-blooded lunatic, he deserves that end."
Her voice trembled, and even her form of address had changed.
"I was blind before, wasting my youth on scrap metal."
"Now I'm just glad I can be taken over by you."
"Oh?"
Lin Nuo pressed his thumb heavily against her wrist, causing Susan to let out a low gasp.
"When you were crying and begging me in the server room last night, didn't you blame me for destroying your seven-year relationship?"
"And said I was too rough?"
Susan's face flushed red, her watery, glistening eyes full of pleading.
"I was wrong, Master."
"Please don't bring up old scores anymore."
"My mind is full of you now; only you can give me the sense of security I want."
"That's more like it."
Lin Nuo withdrew his hand and turned his gaze to Jane on the right.
"That golden-haired loser didn't even have the qualification to make a move in the rain earlier before I dealt with him."
Lin Nuo tapped his knuckles on the leather armrest.
"Dr. Jane, your progress in analyzing the Asgard energy matrix is a bit slow."
"It's not even as good as the pile of junk I just snatched."
"Do you think my, Lin Nuo's, resources are used to support idlers?"
Jane's face turned pale, and she hurriedly leaned down.
Her voice was soft, carrying obvious eagerness to please and urgency.
"Boss, more than half of the data model has already been built."
"Just give me a little more time, or you can come to the laboratory tonight to take a look yourself."
"With you there, my thoughts will definitely be clearer."
"Guidance?"
Lin Nuo raised his hand to pinch Jane's chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.
"The tuition for my personal guidance is very expensive."
"Are you sure you can afford it?"
Jane's ears were burning hot, her breathing rapid, yet she stubbornly met his gaze.
"As long as you are willing to give me a chance, I will agree to any request."
"No matter how difficult the condition, I can endure it."
Natasha, who had been sitting to the side drinking, could finally take it no longer.
This top Agent was wearing a black tight leather suit, her posture languid, yet she exuded danger everywhere.
She put down her wine glass, sat on the edge of the sofa with agile movements, and lightly crossed her long legs, blocking Lin Nuo's path.
"Lin Nuo, you really know how to play psychological warfare."
Natasha's red lips curled slightly, her eyes full of undisguised heat.
"The corpses of those old colleagues from S.H.I.E.L.D.outside are not yet cold, yet here you are, making this group of high-IQ women fight for your favor."
"Your methods of eating clean and wiping away the traces, even I am ashamed to compare myself to."
"What, does Black Widow want a piece of the pie too?"
Lin Nuo's fingers slowly traced along the edge of Natasha's collar.
"When you actively submitted your resume back then, you should have known that once you entered my door, you shouldn't even think about leaving easily for the rest of your life."
Natasha leaned in, her eyes showing no sign of retreating.
"I never thought about leaving."
"I'm just afraid your energy tonight won't be enough to go around."
Lin Nuo laughed lowly.
The vibration of his chest echoed in the vast, luxurious shelter.
His toes stepped on Captain America's relic, beside him stood Tony's beloved, and kneeling by his leg was Peter's first love.
The people Reed and Thor once cherished were now all surrounding him.
Even S.H.I.E.L.D.'s ace Agent was using the most dangerous way to declare her stance to him.
This is absolute power.
This is the ultimate trophy he won step by step using the means of dimensionality reduction strikes.
No resistance, only submission.
No bottom line, only the fanaticism of constantly abandoning principles to compete for a shred of his pity.
The temperature in the air was getting higher and higher, and the strings of reason were stretched to the limit.
Lin Nuo's knuckles hooked the strap sliding off Potts's shoulder, his other hand pressing on the back of Gwen's neck.
Just at this critical moment, the password door of the shelter's inner chamber made a soft sound.
Betty Ross walked out quickly, stepping in black high heels.
She had changed into a black secretary outfit full of asceticism, the white shirt buttoned tightly, and beneath the pencil skirt was a pair of long, straight legs.
Beneath her gold-rimmed glasses, she exuded coldness and competence.
But when she met Lin Nuo's gaze, that cold hardness immediately turned into a pool of spring water.
She held a black folder with gold edges in her hand and walked to the sofa.
She didn't even glance at the other women fighting for favor, walking straight to hand the document to Lin Nuo.
"Boss."
Betty's voice was crisp, carrying undisguised fanaticism and reverence.
"The news that the group outside has been wiped out, and that the nuclear explosion was extinguished by you with one hand, has already spread across the globe via our satellites."
Lin Nuo didn't even open the file, just raised his hand to rest it on Potts's back, his tone indifferent.
"What is their reaction?"
Betty's lips curled into a triumphant arc.
She leaned close to Lin Nuo's ear and lowered her voice.
"The heads of those century-old families on Wall Street, the White House Chief of Staff, and the ancient financial magnates of Europe..."
"In just the last ten minutes, they have blown up the encrypted dedicated lines of the Star Umbrella Group."
Chapter 107: Disagreeing? You Dare Teach Me How to Do Things?
Long Island Manor No. 1.
The morning sun cut through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows into the hall.
Under the crystal chandelier, dozens of representatives from financial conglomerates holding the World's lifeline and Military generals stood in two rows.
Everyone kept their heads lowered, holding their breath so tightly it was stuck in their throats.
On the large, pure black leather sofa in the main seat, Lin Nuo was wearing a dark gray silk home shirt, the collar loosely unbuttoned by two buttons.
He leaned back against the chair with a domineering posture, one long leg casually bent.
Susan Storm was firmly imprisoned in his arms.
She was wearing the high-end White shirt that Lin Nuohad just worn last night.
The oversized fabric couldn't cover much at all, and the hem stopped at a suggestive position.
She could only embarrassedly keep her slender white legs together, most of her body soft against the man's broad, burning chest.
Susan's eyes were red, her voice as small as a cat's mew.
"Lin Nuo..."
She struggled uneasily, wanting to slide down from the man's lap.
The people standing below, which one of them wasn't a big shot who used to command the wind and rain on Wall Street or at The Pentagon?
Now, in front of these people, she was being held and played with by Lin Nuo like a private possession without any dignity.
The sense of shame, knowing that hundreds of gazes were upon her even if they dared not look directly, made her earlobes turn red enough to drip blood.
Lin Nuo's distinct, bony hand pinched her impossibly soft waist and pressed her back into his arms.
"Why are you squirming?"
Through the thin shirt fabric, the temperature of his palm was terrifyingly hot.
His fingertips moved restlessly up her waistline, lingering on the small vertebrae along her spine, kneading them with just the right amount of force.
Susan bit her lip, her nasal voice heavy, almost sobbing.
"There are outsiders here, please... save me some face..."
Lin Nuo chuckled softly.
The vibration of his chest traveled through the tightly pressed clothing, making Susan's waist ache.
Lin Nuo used his other hand to pinch her slender fingers, carelessly rotating the black gold ring.
"Face?"
"Last night in the machine room, who was crying and begging me to be faster, saying that as long as they could stay by my side, they didn't care about any dignity?"
"Now you know how to be shy?"
Susan trembled all over from his blunt words, her nails subconsciously digging into his shirt cuffs.
"If you say any more... I won't talk to you."
This sentence, which should have been a protest, came out of her mouth soft and full of coquetry.
Lin Nuo lowered his head and bit her fair earlobe hard, his lust undisguised.
"I have plenty of ways to deal with you."
"After I dismiss this bunch of Jokers, when we go back, I'll properly verify the formulas you got wrong last night, and see how I punish you in bed."
Susan buried her face in his chest, completely giving up resistance.
Under this man's aggressive means, her hypocritical resistance had long since collapsed in their repeated sinking.
On the long table in the center of the hall, a stack of documents lay quietly.
Black cover, gold-stamped characters — "Global Defense Trusteeship Agreement".
Betty Ross was wearing a form-fitting professional skirt, standing by the table in black high heels.
She swept a cold glance over the trembling powerful figures.
Last night, she had witnessed the nuclear explosion fireworks that made the World tremble. Facing these power-holders of the old era now, she only felt they were like a group of pigs waiting to be slaughtered.
Betty spoke, her crisp voice breaking the deathly silence of the hall.
"Everyone."
"The boss's time is precious, the agreement is here, the price is one U.S. dollar."
"Sign it, and Star Umbrella Group will fully take over all Military armaments, air defense systems, satellite networks, and nuclear strike permissions under your countries and major financial conglomerates."
The whole room gasped.
This was not an acquisition.
This was an out-and-out slave contract.
One U.S. dollar to buy more than half of the World's Military lifeline.
Losing defense rights, these high-and-mighty financial conglomerates would be worse than a dog at Lin Nuo's feet in the future.
The atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.
Finally, a white-haired representative from an ancient European financial conglomerate couldn't hold back.
Relying on his family's centuries-old foundation, he gathered the courage to take a step forward, poking his pure gold cane hard on the wool carpet.
The old financial mogul's voice was a bit weak, but he still braced himself to maintain his face.
"Mr. Lin."
"One U.S. dollar... this is not according to the rules."
"We acknowledge the strength of Star Umbrella Group, and we are willing to accept the new order. But completely depriving us of self-defense rights violates international conventions. We request to at least retain conventional city defense permissions."
The hall was dead silent.
Everyone didn't even dare to breathe, secretly using the corners of their eyes to gauge the man sitting on the sofa.
Lin Nuo stopped playing with Susan's fingertips.
He carelessly lifted his eyelids, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses revealing a cold, emotionless sharpness.
No anger, no roaring.
Just looking at a pile of worthless trash.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
The simple six words were as light as a feather.
But accompanying these words was the invisible release of his Asgardian Divine Constitution and extreme Bio-field.
The air pressure in the entire hall multiplied terrifyingly within half a second.
The old financial mogul only felt an invisible mountain smashing down on his spine.
He had no room to resist, and with a loud "thump," his knees slammed heavily onto the hard marble floor, and the pure gold cane rolled far away.
His proud aristocratic demeanor completely collapsed; he lay on the ground like a mollusk, twitching violently.
Immediately after, a foul, pungent smell permeated the air.
A large, glaring Water stain seeped out on the expensive wool carpet.
He had wet himself in fear.
Lin Nuo didn't even lift a finger; with just one look, he scared this big shot who usually had the final say in Europe into wetting his pants.
Lin Nuo's tone was disgusted, his slender fingers tugging at his collar.
"Drag him out!"
"Dirtying my carpet, this cleaning fee will be recorded on his family's account, one billion U.S. dollars. If it's a cent less, this surname won't be needed on the European map tomorrow."
Two security guards in black stepped forward quickly and dragged the old financial mogul, who was still rolling his eyes, out like a dead dog.
The remaining representatives in the hall were all terrified.
Fear directly destroyed their last defensive tower called dignity.
Yesterday, this man extinguished a nuclear explosion with his bare hands.
Today, he treated them like ants that could be crushed at will.
Without Betty urging them again, a four-star general from the Military in the front scrambled to the long table.
He couldn't even hold the pen steady, his hands shaking like a sieve as he frantically signed his name on the last page of the agreement.
The general's tears even came out.
"I'll sign! I'll sign!"
"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for taking us in!"
With someone leading, the remaining dozens of big shots in suits and leather shoes completely abandoned their dignity, scrambling to line up at the long table.
Afraid that if they signed slowly, they would end up like the old financial mogul just now.
The rustling sound of signing connected in the hall.
Those signatures that could cause global stock market turmoil were now cheaper than waste paper.
Lin Nuo watched this farce below with cold eyes, his large hand sliding into the hem of Susan's white shirt.
Susan's body trembled violently, almost gasping out loud, and she hurriedly bit her lower lip tightly.
But a soft, coquettish whimper still spilled from her throat.
Even the corners of her eyes were red, her eyes full of helplessness and sinking for this man.
"Mr. Lin..."
In front of this man's absolute power, she, a once arrogant scientist, completely recognized her status as a canary.
Moreover, she found that she was actually starting to enjoy this feeling of being strongly dominated by him.
Compared to that waste Reed Richards, who only knew how to hug a pile of broken data and could even use his fiancée as a bargaining chip, the man in front of her was the true god worth her offering everything to.
Lin Nuo lowered his head, his thin lips pressed against her ear, his voice extremely seductive.
The hot air hit her sensitive skin, causing a shiver.
"Baby."
"Did you see clearly? Their hands, when they signed, were shaking even more than yours were when you were begging for mercy last night."
Chapter 108: Deep Scan? He Lets You Experience It Firsthand
"Boss, according to the data feedback just intercepted, there is an ultra-high frequency fluctuation in your body surface energy field."
"To ensure the stability of the Asgardian Divine Constitution factors, Dr. Jane and I have arranged a comprehensive physical deep scan for you."
Betty pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, her tone maintaining the rigor expected of a chief biological officer.
However, her gaze slid downward quite unnaturally, staring straight at Lin Nuo's open collar.
A section of cold-white collarbone was exposed there, with golden light faintly flowing beneath the skin, exuding a deadly attraction.
Upon hearing this, Lin Nuo lazily released Susan, who had not yet recovered from the embrace.
His fingertips pressed maliciously against a fresh red mark on Susan's waist, causing the poor woman to let out another trembling whimper.
"Physical scan?"
Lin Nuo tugged at the collar of his loungewear shirt and walked calmly toward the exclusive passage on the side of the hall.
"Since the two Dr.s are so eager for knowledge, let's let you calculate and verify it thoroughly today."
Descending all the way, they entered the highest security level biological laboratory.
The view was filled with cool-toned light, surrounded by circular holographic projections full of futuristic feel.
In the center stood a wide metal scanning table, its surface exuding a cold, mechanical texture.
Jane Foster had been waiting inside for a long time.
Today, she wore a form-fitting pure white research uniform, the straps at her waist pulled tight, outlining those proud curves clearly.
Underneath the lab coat was a black knee-length skirt, her long legs wrapped in thin sheer stockings pressed together awkwardly.
Seeing Lin Nuo walk in, Jane almost dropped the scanner in her hand, and even her breathing hitched for a beat.
"Boss..."
Jane stepped forward to greet him, her throat bobbing visibly.
"The instrument is already calibrated. Please lie down on the experimental table; we need to attach the heart rate patches."
Lin Nuo stopped in front of the scanning table.
He didn't even raise an eyebrow, just lifted his hands, his distinctively jointed fingers landing on the first button of his shirt.
"Click."
The button came undone. Then the second, the third.
The dark gray silk shirt slid off his broad shoulders and was tossed casually onto the expensive sterile operating table.
A body as perfect as an ancient Greek statue of a deity was revealed without reservation before the two women.
There were no overly exaggerated muscle bulges; every inch of the lines contained powerful explosive force.
The Asgardian Divine Constitution gave his already fair skin a deadly luster, with violent vitality lurking beneath this physique.
The perfectly aligned eight-pack abs on his waist and abdomen disappeared along the mermaid line into the edge of his suit trousers.
Jane's face flushed all the way to her neck, and her hand holding the patch was shaking uncontrollably.
Betty stood to the side, having forgotten even to hold her tablet, only feeling her legs go weak, a surge of restlessness rising from the bottom of her heart.
Lin Nuo watched the discomposed state of these two top female scientists before him, his large hand directly gripping Jane's trembling wrist.
His fingertips rested on her pulse.
It was beating very fast.
"Dr. Jane, your pulse is racing so fast that you can't even hold the instrument steady."
Lin Nuo used a little force to pull her in front of him.
His bare chest was scorching hot, the heat transferring through the thin lab coat.
Jane could even smell the aggressive masculine woody scent on him.
"I... this is because the laboratory air conditioning temperature was turned up..."
Jane stammered, making excuses, trying to back away.
Her retreat was completely blocked.
Lin Nuo reached out his arm, directly grabbing her slender waist, and with an easy lift, hoisted her up.
"Ah!"
Jane let out a delicate cry.
By the time she realized what happened, she had already been pinned by the man onto the cold metal experimental table originally reserved for his physical examination.
Her back pressed against the freezing cold metal, while her front was firmly covered by a scorching, masculine body.
This alternation of cold and heat left Jane's mind blank.
"If you want to do a deep scan, what's the use of just looking at a few broken screens?"
Lin Nuo knelt on the edge of the experimental table with one knee, one long leg forcing its way between Jane's tightly closed knees.
He lowered his head, his lips almost touching her earlobe, the hot breath he exhaled causing that patch of skin to flush deep red.
"Since you dare to use the World's top laboratory for personal gain, and use the pretext of a physical examination to check my bottom line."
"If I don't let you touch enough with your own hands today, wouldn't it seem like I don't care for my subordinates?"
"Lin Nuo... stop messing around, this is work."
Jane gritted her teeth, resisting verbally, but her hands completely defied her reason, involuntarily climbing up the man's broad, firm back.
When her fingertips touched those hard back muscles, Jane forgot how to breathe.
Lin Nuo didn't give her a chance to continue being stubborn.
His large hand cupped the back of Jane's head, and he tilted his head to kiss her heavily.
This was not a tentative, soothing kiss, but an absolutely forceful plunder.
He forcefully pried open her teeth, his tongue driving straight in, violently sweeping through every inch of territory in her mouth.
Jane couldn't withstand this high-intensity aggression at all, and could only passively tilt her head back, broken whimpers overflowing from her throat.
All her oxygen was stolen away; her already weak body now felt like it had turned into a puddle of water, and she could only clutch tightly at the bulging veins on Lin Nuo's arms.
The sound of wet kisses intertwined was infinitely amplified in the quiet laboratory.
Betty stood a meter away, watching the two people fiercely entangled on the table.
The scene was so stimulating that her brain suffered from oxygen deprivation, her cheeks burning hot.
She could even clearly see how Lin Nuo's large hand unruly reached into Jane's lab coat, kneading that form-fitting shirt into messy wrinkles.
"Betty."
A low, hoarse, and scorching voice echoed in the laboratory.
Lin Nuo pulled back an inch, letting go of Jane's lips, which were kissed until they were swollen and unbearable.
He didn't even turn his head, his gaze locked onto the holographic screen beside them.
"Come here."
Betty's body shuddered violently, her high heels clicking on the sterile floor, her steps even feeling a bit unsteady.
She obediently walked to the other side of the experimental table.
Lin Nuo freed one hand, his long, distinctively jointed fingers grabbing the tie of Betty's ascetic-style short skirt.
With a forceful tug, Betty submissively fell into his arms, forced to prop herself up on the edge of the experimental table.
"Didn't the chief biological officer want to record data just now?"
Lin Nuo's fingertips traced Betty's delicate neck skin, maliciously pressing against the place where her blood vessels were pulsing.
"Boss..."
Betty's voice was sickeningly sticky, the corners of her eyes stained with desire.
She actively tilted her head up, offering herself to the man's palm.
"I don't need to look at the instrument."
"Every reaction on your body, I can perceive with my own body."
"So dedicated?"
Lin Nuo chuckled, the vibration of his chest making both women's scalps tingle.
He cupped Betty's chin, forcing her to open her mouth, and roughly captured those red lips.
...
For the next period of time, this laboratory, which gathered the World's most advanced technology, became a completely unreasonable private Shura field.
Various high-precision instruments faithfully recorded the crazy surge of bio-electric waves in the background, with alarm sounds beeping non-stop.
The various values on the holographic screen had long broken through the limit red lines of conventional humans, flashing red all the way.
Lin Nuo interpreted the four words "ultimate possession" to the fullest.
On the experimental table, Jane's originally neat lab coat had long been stripped off halfway, hanging loosely at her elbows.
Her long legs, wrapped in sheer stockings, were brutally forced apart by the tip of the man's leather shoe, her knees forced to bend at an embarrassing angle.
"Slower..."
Jane's tears were falling.
Her fair collarbone was covered with deep red hickeys, and even her neck was flushed deep red.
The man's palms were like they carried sparks; wherever they rubbed, it was as if it had been completely melted.
Whenever she felt she couldn't bear that tugging anymore, Lin Nuo would deliberately stop his movements, forcing her with even more malicious words.
"Want me to stop?"
Lin Nuo pinched a piece of soft flesh on her waist, not with much force, but it caused her body to tremble violently.
"Baby, get the situation straight."
"This is your home turf; how can you give up halfway?"
Lin Nuo bit her earlobe, coaxing in a low voice.
"Call me husband, and I'll let you rest for five minutes."
"Try it, okay?"
Jane completely lost all principles; that bit of scientific pride was crushed beneath him.
"Husband... please spare me..."
Betty on the side had long since given up struggling.
Her form-fitting uniform was a mess, with two buttons popped open.
She took the initiative to hug Lin Nuo's firm waist and abdomen from behind, her cheeks greedily pressing against the man's back muscles, craving the terrifying vitality emanating from this body.
"Only I can touch, understand?"
Lin Nuo grabbed Betty's wrist with his backhand, pulling her forcefully to the front, letting her see clearly Jane's expression of collapse and sinking at this moment.
"Every part of your bodies, from now on, can only bear my, Lin Nuo's, mark."
This torture under the banner of a physical examination lasted for several hours.
There were no substantive actions that crossed the final bottom line, but it stretched the ambiguity and sexual tension to the limit.
The man had too many tricks; just relying on his body temperature, the soothing of his fingertips, and his aggressive kisses was enough to make these two proud goddesses climb to the clouds and fall heavily countless times.
Finally, when the laboratory's central air conditioning was running at maximum power, only two limp, delicate bodies that couldn't even lift a finger remained on the experimental table.
Jane and Betty hugged each other, panting heavily.
With moisture hanging at the corners of their eyes, their originally clear and rational faces were filled with the flush of being completely defeated.
"Clap."
The crisp sound of metal collision rang out under the cold light.
Lin Nuo stood in front of the console, having already leisurely put the dark gray shirt back on.
His distinctively jointed fingers buttoned the last button, his suit trousers straight and crisp, still maintaining that refined, scumbag, noble appearance.
It was impossible to tell how he had just ravaged the two of them like a Beast.
"Next time you find an excuse to crave my body, you'd better find a reason with better pressure resistance."
Lin Nuo's gaze swept over the two disheveled women on the table, his tone full of malicious satisfaction.
"Lest you can't even handle it yourselves before the research has even begun."
Chapter 109: A Scumbag in a Suit, Practicing with the Widow First
"Boss, this physical examination you're doing is certainly thorough enough."
Natasha pushed open the double walnut doors of the CEO's Office, walking in on ten-centimeter black red-bottomed high heels.
She had changed into a form-fitting dark red professional suit today, the cut of the pencil skirt outlining an inflammatory waist-to-hip ratio.
The button at the collar of her white shirt was barely fastened, the fabric stretched into a dangerous curve, radiating a sense of tension that suggested it could pop at any moment.
Lin Nuo was leaning back in a large leather chair, flipping through the Star Umbrella Group's global defense reports with one hand.
Hearing the sound, he didn't even look up, but simply sat with his legs wide apart and patted his thigh with his slender fingers.
"Come here!"
The two short words carried the oppressive weight of a superior who allowed no resistance.
Natasha's red lips curled up; far from resisting, she swayed her snake-like waist as she walked behind the large desk.
She sat sideways on the man's firm, hot thigh, her arm naturally circling Lin Nuo's neck.
Her legs, wrapped in thin black silk stockings, crossed restlessly.
A seductive fragrance, mixed with the scent of gunpowder and top-tier perfume, drifted straight into Lin Nuo's nose.
"Dr. Jane and Supervisor Betty are still paralyzed on the sterile tables in the lab, without even the strength to put on their clothes."
"The research team below has been queuing outside for a long time, but no one dares to push the door and go in."
Natasha leaned close to his ear and exhaled, her voice laced with a deadly coquettishness.
"Your method of taking everything and leaving nothing behind... you're really not even trying to hide it anymore."
Lin Nuo's large, well-defined hand grabbed her slender waist; through the thin fabric of the professional suit, he could clearly feel the incredible elasticity and temperature of that soft flesh.
His thumb kneaded that soft flesh twice in a wicked manner, with a pressure that was neither too light nor too heavy, hitting exactly the threshold that made one's whole body tremble, causing Natasha's body to shake uncontrollably.
Lin Nuo turned his head, his thin lips brushing against her sensitive earlobe, his hot breath venting entirely into her ear.
"What, is the ace Agent feeling sorry for them?"
"Or are you saying you didn't see enough of the show in the underground shelter yesterday, so you dressed like this today and came specifically to deliver your performance to me?"
"I wouldn't dare snatch the credit from those top scientists."
"A worker's life is still a life; I have to save some strength to work for you."
Natasha's voice became somewhat syrupy, her breathing hitched for a beat, but she still maintained her composure as she handed a black folder marked with a top-secret watermark to Lin Nuo.
"I'm here to deliver intelligence."
"A truly high-end game."
Lin Nuo wrapped one arm around her waist to prevent her from falling, while his other hand took the folder and opened it.
Natasha leaned softly into his embrace, her fingertips circling the edge of his white shirt collar, her voice kept very low.
"You previously ordered Star Umbrella's global network to look for the fish that escaped the net and didn't show up in Manhattan."
"That group of trash from the old era hid quite deeply, but we still caught their tail."
"The HYDRA remnants, Baron Strucker."
Lin Nuo's gaze swept over the dense data waveforms on the paper.
"Sokovia?"
"Yes."
Natasha nodded, shrinking a bit further into his embrace.
"Strucker is operating a massive Underground Biochemical Fortress there."
"They are conducting high-intensity anti-human human experimentation."
"As for the energy source, it's the thing you've been looking for—the Mind Stone that Loki lost."
Hearing the words 'Mind Stone', Lin Nuo's eyes darkened a bit, and the desire for control in his bones quietly spread.
That fool Loki, who called himself a god, had slunk back to Asgard long ago after having his Destroyer torn apart by Lin Nuo in public.
The scepter was left outside, and now it was actually being used as a power bank by HYDRA.
Lin Nuo's large palm slid up Natasha's back, pressing inch by inch over her tense spine, stopping at the soft flesh of her nape.
Natasha's breathing grew heavier under his touch; her nails instinctively dug into the fabric of his shoulder as she forced herself to flip to the next page of the folder.
The photo was a long-distance surveillance screenshot taken from a high altitude.
In a dim and oppressive isolation room sat a pair of twins.
Lin Nuo's gaze completely ignored the silver-haired, irritable-looking boy and pinned itself firmly on the red-haired girl beside him.
She was a young girl who radiated wildness and danger from her bones.
She wore a loose, worn-out prison uniform, huddling in the corner with her hands around her knees.
Even though the pixels were blurry, one could see the scarlet glimmer dancing in her eyes, as well as an extreme lack of love and a sense of brokenness that could fall into madness at any moment.
Wanda Maximoff.
The future Scarlet Witch.
In the original trajectory, she would be recruited by the Avengers and subsequently fall in love with Vision, an artificial intelligence pieced together from the Mind Stoneand scrap metal.
She would even experience the pain of losing a husband for that bunch of data, eventually going on a rampage in despair and tearing the multiverse apart.
At the same second Lin Nuo saw the photo clearly, a long-lost mechanical vibration sounded deep in his mind.
[Ding! System has detected a high-quality target: Wanda Maximoff!]
[Target's current status: Extremely insecure, on the edge of long-term mental tension; it is the perfect window for the host to swoop in!]
[Special intercept route opened: Snatch her from hell before Vision is born. Play the role of the only light in her life, completely cut off all possibilities of a future original partner, and make her recognize only the host!]
[Task Reward Preview: After achieving the accomplishment of complete physical and mental possession, directly trigger the Critical Hit Roulette, with a high probability of stealing Universal-level energy—the source of Chaos Magic!]
Lin Nuo stared at the scarlet on the paper, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, as the predatory instinct of a top hunter boiled over in his chest.
Vision?
A pile of artificial intelligence with unfinished code... how could it be worthy of a stunner of this level?
That girl now only needed a reliance who could pull her out of the abyss and was sufficiently brutal and powerful.
And he would descend in the most impeccable manner, becoming her only faith.
Then, right in front of her, he would crush HYDRA and trample everyone who attempted to get close to her under his feet, making it so she could never leave him for the rest of her life.
Chaos Magic paired with ultimate control—this was the script that an ultimate pleasure-seeker liked most.
Natasha keenly sensed the change in the man's body.
Lin Nuo's arm around her waist tightened significantly; through the fabric of his suit trousers, she could clearly perceive the man's aggressive arousal and dangerous body temperature.
"I can hear your calculations all the way from New York."
Natasha bit her lower lip with a hint of jealousy, her fingers boldly reaching down along Lin Nuo's chest.
"Seeing such a young, beautiful, and dangerous little wildcat, even CEO Lin's breathing rhythm has changed."
"What, are those high-IQ toys downstairs not enough? Are you planning to head to Eastern Europe to start some poverty alleviation work?"
"Getting bold, aren't we?"
Lin Nuo grabbed her wandering wrist, scooped her up by the waist, strode to the large mahogany desk, and slammed her down onto the surface.
*Clatter.*
The top-secret folder on the desk, along with various reports, was swept to the floor, papers scattering everywhere.
Natasha's back was pressed against the cold mahogany desktop; her dark red pencil skirt, due to this rough movement, rolled up all the way to the base of her thighs.
She lay flat beneath Lin Nuo without reservation, her hands held above her head by the man's single hand, firmly pinned to the desk, leaving her with no power to resist.
"Mmm..."
Before the sound of protest could roll out of her throat, Lin Nuo's kiss, carrying a heavy sense of punishment, crashed down upon her.
Forceful, domineering, and completely devoid of any reason!
He pinched her chin, forcing her to open her red lips, forcefully prying open her pearly teeth, his tongue driving straight in with an undeniable posture, crazily sweeping through every inch of soft territory in her mouth.
Natasha's proud top-tier Agent combat skills were as fragile as paper decorations in the face of the monstrous strength brought by the Asgardian Divine Constitution.
Oxygen was ruthlessly stripped away; Natasha could only let out broken whimpers like a small animal, her entire being turning completely into a pool of spring water.
The man's other hand was not idle.
Following the curve of her waistline downward, with a burning temperature, it teasingly slid across the edge of those thin-as-a-cicada's-wing black stockings.
His fingertips wandered back and forth at the most dangerous boundary, the resulting tremors making her even curl her toes with force.
Finally waiting for the man to pull back an inch to catch his breath, even the corners of Natasha's eyes were wet with tears from the kissing, her red lips as bright as if they were dripping.
Her voice shook beyond recognition, carrying a soft, coquettish plea for mercy that she would never normally have.
"You... this is the CEO's Office..."
"Someone will hear..."
"My territory, my rules."
Lin Nuo loomed over her, his thumb heavily grinding over her red and swollen lips, leaving behind an ambiguous shimmer of moisture.
"Let me teach you a rule."
"If you ever dare to use work matters to speak sarcastically to your boss again, there will be a price to pay."
Natasha's chest heaved violently, but a spark of defiance lit up in her eyes.
"You want to teach me a lesson..."
She thrust her hips up provocatively, her red lips breathing out inflammatory words.
"If you have the guts, do me right now!"
"As long as you, Lin Nuo, dare, I guarantee I'll sound better than those little girls downstairs."
"Using this kind of reverse psychology because you crave my body?"
Lin Nuo sneered and wickedly pressed down on a certain lethal spot through the fabric.
"Ah!"
Natasha's whole body trembled violently, a layer of mist instantly forced into her eyes, as she bit her lower lip hard to prevent that pitch-shifted moan from fully escaping.
Lin Nuo, however, did not continue to break through that final line of defense.
He withdrew his hand, unhurriedly grasped her waist, and lifted her from the desk.
That feeling of having desire stoked and then forcibly cut off was more torturous than if he had just done her.
Natasha was burning all over, her legs too weak to stand, so she could only cling humiliatingly to Lin Nuo's neck, her eyes rimmed with red as she glared at this Scumbag in a Suit who played the game of push-and-pull to the extreme.
"Can't take it already?"
Lin Nuo's large palm pressed against her back to help her catch her breath, his fingers conveniently smoothing out her rolled-up skirt.
"Save this energy of yours."
"There will be plenty of time in the future to lock you in a room and make you cry while begging me to take you."
Natasha gnashed her teeth, yet had to admit that this man's methods could always precisely manipulate every one of her weaknesses, making her slide towards him without any bottom line amidst resistance and surrender.
Lin Nuo let go of her, reached out to straighten his dark red tie, which didn't have a single wrinkle, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to that high-and-mighty, elegant appearance.
He lowered his head and sucked hard on the side of Natasha's snowy-white neck, leaving a glaring mark of ownership.
"Go prepare Star Umbrella's Exclusive Aerospace Fighter."
Lin Nuo placed his gold-rimmed glasses back on the bridge of his nose, his voice low and raspy, revealing an unmasked wildness and aggression.
"Bring your former S.H.I.E.L.D. colleagues; we're going to Sokovia to do some demolition."