My sister is a black widow

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The four people who entered this hall seemed to be drifting outside, and in the hall, a group of Russians, whether they were enthusiastically communicating or watching indifferently, turned a blind eye to these four people, as if they hadn't seen it.

Only the dark-green curly-haired man sat aside, holding a goblet in his hand, tasting it with ease.

Leon and Natasha were sitting at the same place, Natasha's little hand was quite a bit nervous and grabbing Leon's wrist.

"The French white wine is very good." The dark green-haired man raised his glass, his eyes fixed on the wine glass in Leon's hand. "Your glass is wine from an old German mine. The soil contains trace metals and has a rough taste. Compatible with the fragrance of grapes, the taste is very complex."

Leon took a bite, and the boy's eyebrows raised.

"It seems pretty good."

Natasha also picked up the cup and took a sip, but opened her mouth slightly and exhaled.

"Not so delicious." The girl concluded.

The Russian guy beside them laughed, his dark green curly hair trembling slightly.

"Frank Russian girl." He exclaimed, "Here, I can't help but miss the scenery of my hometown."

"Caucasus Chamber of Commerce? Is it?" Leon was noncommittal. "A Chamber of Commerce from the Soviet Union?"

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"The Soviet Union... a great country, it is undeniable." There was a light of admiration in his eyes, but it was fleeting. "However, we are its enemies, a group of declining tsars and nobles, who ran abroad in embarrassment. I will always remember that we are Russians."

Leon looked at him, but didn't speak.

"So this is a banquet of the czar nobles?!" Winnie exclaimed, "I have heard that many private banks in Europe store large amounts of mysterious properties. After the coup in Russia, the mysterious owners of those properties suddenly appeared in The vast American continent has made many big investments."

The Russian obviously still likes to listen to good words, and at this time he looks cheerful, "Miss Winnie is young, but she has a high-quality diamond mine in her hands, and avoids all jewelry workshops and diamond giants like De Beers. His eyes have become an upstart in the jewelry industry in New York, which is very impressive."

Natasha had a strange expression.

Winnie smiled kindly.

"As for this..." The Russian guy just turned his gaze to the natto who was buried in his head.

Suddenly a waiter walked up behind him, bent over and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Tanston, just now..."

The Russian guy called Tenston nodded, saying that he knew it, and the waiter bowed back. He turned his eyes to the thin natto again, with complicated eyes.

"Mr. Natto." Tanston said hesitantly, "If you don't mind, can I get a little bit of your blood?"

Maybe it was this slightly weird banquet, or maybe it was this Russian guy's inexplicable request. The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Leon and Natasha frowned, and they were even ready to do it.

Tanston seemed to be worried about their misunderstanding, and hurriedly explained: "Please don't get me wrong, I don't have any ulterior motives, just..."

He turned to natto and asked cautiously: "Have you ever met your mother?"

Natto's thin body remained motionless, but his immature face was very cold and his voice was full of guard.

"No, sir, but I think it has nothing to do with you."

Mr. Tanston was not embarrassed. He was still looking at Natto's thin body, seeming in a daze. After a while, he reacted and looked at the other three people sorry.

"Do you remember what happened in the past?" Tanston asked next.

Natto’s age is a mystery. His thin body, pale face, painful experience, and poor social experience can all be certain that he must not be over ten years old, but how old is it? Boys who lack the concept of time do it themselves. Not sure.

And according to Natto, he was abandoned by his parents outside the orphanage in Brooklyn and adopted by a black dean.

After a few years of adoption, it seems that the orphanage closed down because of the local gang, and the black dean was also missing, perhaps he was shot to death.

After that, the struggling boy survived ignorantly in the trash can and outside the station until he was caught by Dr. Charlie’s guys in the laboratory and was rescued by Leon...

Suddenly, a Russian ran out and seemed very interested in Natto's past. One could imagine the boy's resistance.Love to read www.ikashub.net

"I don't remember." Natto wrinkled his face and shook his head firmly. There was some courage in his voice, "I only know that I am Leon and Natasha's younger brother. We have no parents."

Tanston frowned, watching Leon hesitate to speak.

Leon simply asked, "Do you have anything to do with Natto? Or do you know his parents? Is this the reason you invited us here?"

At the end, the voice was a bit rude.

When Natto heard Leon's words, his heart sank, as if his whole soul was falling.

Tanston stood up, "Come on, go and see a place, there are some portraits, maybe it can answer your doubts."

Walking out of the hall, and walking to a very private room, Tanston opened the door. The inside was empty except for a few old oil paintings hanging on the walls.

The four of Leon walked in together, all saw the oil painting on the wall, and couldn't help but look back at the thin little natto.

so similar.

This is the problem.

There are not many oil paintings on the wall. There are only five or six paintings. They are particularly deserted in this empty room, but most of the oil paintings are the face of a woman, and the graceful and luxurious face of this woman is actually the same as that of Natto’s pale face. Very similar.

But what is very different is the hair. The woman in the oil painting has blonde hair calmly draped over her shoulders, while natto's flaxen hair is always messy.

"This is my daughter, Anfisa." Tanston said. When he talked about this, he seemed to be much older. "At that time, we escaped from Russia after the coup and moved to North America. At that time, my heart was full of leaving home. The pain of the dynasty and the hatred of the collapse of the dynasty, but I did not expect that Anfisa, who had always been obedient and obedient, met a hateful American."

"and so?"

Leon saw the oil painting, but he was still wary. Oil paintings can be faked, but if they come for the super powers of Natto, then all of this may be fake. "Natto may be your daughter and this American. Child?"

Natto was stunned when he saw those oil paintings, quietly looking at the woman's face in the oil painting, not knowing what was thinking in his mind.

"The American with long linen hair is from Texas. Like most Texans, he seems to be bold and hearty. He is fascinated by Anfisa. He does not hesitate to betray the teachings of the Orthodox Church and have an affair with that person!" Dun said, "I only learned about this later, I knew it too late! That American is a demon!"

"He made Anfisa pregnant with his child. On the surface, he was a good husband, but he heard all the news about our family from my daughter who let go of all the guards." Tanston recalled the past. Pain and exhaustion on his face.

"Later he found me secretly, told me everything frankly, and asked me to transfer all of the Tenston family's property in the United States to him, otherwise he would kill my daughter and the child in her womb."

"You didn't hand it to him." Natasha said suddenly.

Tanston looked up at her and smiled bitterly, "Yes, the Tanston family is not only me alone, but also not just a family. Many fleeing czar nobles are attached to our family. This is... a huge asset."

"I can't, I can't..." He covered his head, "We are already foreigners without a motherland, and I can't let everyone pay for my daughter's stupidity."

"I'm looking for someone to assassinate them." Tanston said, his tone has calmed down, "Even if it is my daughter who died first... and her unborn child, I must kill the one who puts greedy eyes on the whole The American in the family."

"They ran away?" It was Winnie who made the sound, she felt sad, "The saddest thing is Anfisa, she was betrayed by everyone."

"That was her mistake." Tanston retorted, "Everyone in the Tanston family has to pay for their mistakes. In the end, the American ran away with Anfisa. The whole New York gang I was looking for them, but in the end I didn’t know where they went. I thought they went to a far place. Because of my toughness, Anfisa may be dead, and the child in her womb may also be dead..."

"Unexpectedly, I saw a picture of natto in an intelligence report a few days ago." Tanston said slowly.

"Intelligence?" Leon was a little surprised.

Tanston nodded.

"Broadway." He prompted, "Someone took your picture later."

"Who are you?!" Leon suddenly doubted the old guy in front of him. "Most of the people present at the time were ordinary pedestrians. The only unusual one was Vladimir, but he is dead. If anyone takes a photo , I was sure to find out!"

"It was not taken at the time, but because of Vladimir's death, I paid attention to you." Tanston explained, "That idiot died when he died, but I have to figure out why he died, and... at that time What happened, so my people found your house and photographed the figure in the yard. I saw a picture of natto in it."

"Wait, you seem to know Vladimir?" Natasha found the abnormal part again, "Why do you know him?"

Tanston chuckled, "I don't just know him, I also know the damn Doctor Charlie. If I get news of Natto sooner, I will send Charlie to hell directly.

He looked at the four young faces in front of him, and slowly said, "Re-acquaint yourself, I am the current patriarch of the Tanston family, the leader of the Tsar aristocracy in the United States, the director of the Caucasus Chamber of Commerce, and Hydra in the New York area. Person in charge."

The voice was calm, but it was like a thunder.