My sister is a black widow

You can search for "My Sister is Heiwusou Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!A low-key and exquisite invitation letter was quietly placed on the table, with three heads forming a circle around the table, looking at each other.

On the invitation letter is the Russian language that Leon and Natasha are most familiar with.

"Dear Mr. Leon,

Sincerely, Mr. Leon moved from the Soviet Union to the United States. As the Caucasus Chamber of Commerce in New York, we sincerely invite you to bring your female companion and family to our private dance held at 22:00 tonight. We will be waiting in the New York Sailing Club.

The address is in New York West 44th Street (37West44thSt.NewYork), looking forward to your arrival."

The inscription is "Caucasus Chamber of Commerce" written in Russian with swashes.

But on the back of the exquisite invitation letter, some scribbled English sentences were inexplicably written:

"When enemies are all around us, I think we need friends."

???

When Leon saw the invitation letter that Natto had retrieved, there were countless question marks in his heart.

Why write in Russian?Is it saying that you have heard of their origins?So what is this Caucasus Chamber of Commerce?Isn't the Soviet Union a planned economic system?There is even such a chamber of commerce in the United States?

Is the calm these days related to this chamber of commerce?

Besides, the ball is in a sailing club?Did a group of Soviet big men gather together for sailing?

Leon was puzzled.

Also puzzling is Natto. After seeing Leon and Natasha get the invitation letter, they whispered and chatted in Russian for a long time, and then stared at the thin delicate letter with weird expressions.

Of course, the natto kids who have never left New York do not understand what the Russian language means, so they can only sit silently and look at the invitation letter on the table ignorantly.

"This must not be an institution of the Soviet Union." Natasha vowed, "The Soviet Union will never have such a flamboyant thing."

The girl squeezed this thin invitation letter and curled her lips, "It is full of the smell of capitalism."

Natto and Leon laughed lowly. In fact, Natto only learned today that the two brothers and sisters in the family are from the mysterious red country of the Soviet Union.

"Perhaps it was the former Russian aristocracy? I fled to the United States and established a chamber of commerce?" Leon was puzzled. "These are not important. The point is their intention. Which party might be behind them?"

"American? Or Soviet?" Natasha shook her head, "Or, it's the FBI or the Hydra you said." Nuancai Literature Network www.ncwxxs.com

"This doesn't seem to be the style of the FBI." Natasha began to retort herself, her attractive orange-red hair wiggling slightly, "I heard that the FBI usually comes directly to find someone."

"It shouldn't be Hydra either." Leon also couldn't figure it out. "We broke the plan of Hydra in the Red Room and killed Vladimir. He seems to be the right arm of the Red Skull."

"Red Skull?" Natasha wondered, "Who is this? Is it the leader of Hydra?"

The girl who just listened to Leon hastily talked about Hydra doesn't understand this arguably the world's largest terrorist organization at this time. It is not surprising to have this question.

"Red Skull..." Leon looked at Natto next to him, "Hydra has a slogan."

Natto looked at him suspiciously.

"Hailhydra!" Leon said suddenly.

When Natto heard these words, his body suddenly tightened, as if he had heard a certain command, his heart beat extremely fast, and bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes...

Natasha was taken aback by Natto's reaction, her mouth opened, very puzzled.

"Hydra is what this organization believes in." Leon stroked Natto's thin back, trying to calm him down. "This sentence means long live Hydra in German. I can see Natto's reaction. Sure, the medical laboratory I destroyed some time ago was the Hydra site."

"And natto was captured by them?" Natasha asked, and then looked at the very sad natto apologetically, "Sorry, natto."

Natto shook his head, there were still bloodshot eyes in the eyes, and these bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in the eyes of a very clear child, which looked strange and hideous.

"Leon has already helped me get revenge." Natto actually consoled them in turn, "When I was in the laboratory... I often heard these words from the doctors and guards. At that time... I didn't know it. the meaning of."

Leon patted him on the shoulder, "Although Natto is very thin, but he is already a man, yes, looking back, facing up to and conquering your fears, you did a good job."

Natto smiled, a pure smile on his thin face.

The last three people decided to go to the dance party. After this time of getting along and training, even the most timid Natto is confident that he can go out and fight alone.

But speaking carefully, this kind of private dance is something new to the three people that they have never experienced.

So the three were a little excited. Natasha took Leon and Natto to the Upper East Side of New York, where there are top clothing brands and designers, where they will get their own "jackets."

Yes, Natasha, with hot red hair, a delicate face and a wild and charming face, thinks so. At least in her heart, this is her first dance party, which is even more nervous than going to the front line.

The dance party... The girl lamented in her heart, it must be very different from the bloody battlefield she is familiar with...!