Superman

A beauty trick aimed at Superman slowly unfolded under the careful design of Taras.

The Leviathan behind the Red House, together with Hydra, pushed it.

They put the stage in Moscow, and the performance time was set for the "Red Square Talks" one week later-

That is, the Western camp represented by the United States and the Eastern camp represented by the Soviet Union had a conversation about the "Cuban regime."

At that time, Superman will be there.

It is the best time to implement the plan.

Although under the active provocation of Kang the Conqueror, the signs of the Cold War were earlier than before.

However, the Warsaw Pact at this time has not yet been formally established.

The red bear and the bald eagle did not completely tear their faces and entered a wartime alert state.

The two superpowers can barely maintain the basic politeness, not reaching the point where they have to roll up their sleeves.

Speaking of which, this brief peace is also due to the superman who has returned.

It is he who acts as the peaceful boundary between the two camps of East and West.

The White House has not been able to use Superman as a strategic weapon to threaten the East.

Although Mr. President has repeatedly hinted, Luke remained indifferent.

For example, keywords such as "ruling the world" and "unique hegemony" are automatically blocked.

While the Soviet Union is vigilant, it can only test repeatedly on the edge of danger.

Don't dare to cross the bottom line directly, for fear of causing Superman's blow.

If we follow this trajectory, we will continue to develop.

The buds of the Cold War may be killed in the cradle.

Of course, the premise is--

Superman has always existed without showing any tendency or standpoint.

Unconsciously, Luke has become an important weight for world stability.

"Mr. Clark Kent, welcome to Moscow."

A few days later, Luke walked out of Domodedovo International Airport, the receptionist said.

That's right, he wore those "Clark-Kent glasses" and automatically formed a camouflage-a new image of tall, sunny-looking, and small curls.

The current status is the clerk of Superman.

"Beautiful lady, what should I call you?"

He arrived in the capital, Moscow, dignifiedly, and the Captain America as a teammate is still on his way.

Because Rogers's face is too arrogant, coupled with the extremely conspicuous American butt, exaggerated chest muscles.

Can only sneak in secretly, waiting for the rendezvous.

"Dominika Yegorova."

The blonde beauty reported her name.

She is tall and beautiful in appearance.

Between gestures, there is a mature style.

"Hello, Ms. Yegorova."

Luke glanced slightly. The mature elder sister who came to the reception was dressed in a beige windbreaker and winter hat. She was blonde and snow-skinned, very charming.

"I don't know if it belongs to the Red House or the KGB?"

The moment Ms. Yegorova appeared, he realized that the other party was not an ordinary person.

No matter how the disguise looks like, as long as you have received professional training, it will leave certain traces.

Therefore, in front of Luke with super vision, Ms. Yegorova has too many flaws.

The flexibility is extremely high, comparable to the body of a gymnast, and his strong limbs cannot be concealed from his eyes.

"You can call my name directly without any suffix."

Yegorova smiled sweetly and drove the door to Lukla.

"Okay. Nice to meet you, Yegorova."

Luke got into the car and nodded with a smile.

"Who is this?"

He leaned on the back seat and found that the driver was also a woman.

Compared to Yegorova, the other party looks a little more mature.

In the eyebrows, there is a charming charm.

Like a ripe peach, people can't help but want to take a bite and taste the plump juice that is sweet to the heart.

hiss!

Something is wrong!

Luke's heart jumped, what's wrong with his disguise?

He was in Moscow, and just after getting off the plane, he was spotted by two beautiful spies.

Excuse me, what kind of experience is this?

Wait online, hurry!

"I'm just an ordinary clerk."

If Luke uses his true identity, it is normal for the Red House and the KGB to call more than two hundred beautiful women to seduce him.

But he is currently Clark Kent, a little handsome curly man.

There is no need to invest such a big price, right?

"Hello, Mr. Kent."

The female driver's eyes flowed around, as if it was electrified.

This is the beauty of mature women, just a look can make people a little harder to show respect.

Luke is an old driver who has seen big scenes and is proficient in various postures. He did not show a gloomy side. He calmly asked: "Before I came to Moscow, everyone said that the most beautiful scenery in this city is the Kremlin and Art Street. ."

"Now it seems that is not the case. I don't believe that those two places are more charming than the two ladies sitting in the car."

The female driver covered her mouth and smiled and reported her name.

"Claire Wayan, you can call me Claire."

She blinked at Luke, showing a playful air.

...

...

After chatting on the road, Luke probably figured out the identities of the two ladies who were with him.

Claire is a ballet dancer and an internationally renowned collector.

Her husband was a pilot and was killed in a rocket test.

For the Red Square talks this time, Claire was the organizer and was responsible for the reception, so Luke was the driver.

Yegorova's background is even more remarkable.

Her uncle worked in the Foreign Intelligence Bureau, studied at St. Petersburg State University, studied piano, and held several concerts.

"It feels like a red house routine."

Luke talked and laughed while secretly slandering himself.

This accidental encounter is like a script tailored by Taras.

Before he went to Moscow, S.H.I.E.L.D. had integrated the known information about the Red House and submitted it to the desk of the director's office.

One of the most impressive is the spy leader Taras.

This guy calls himself a "director", and writes a "script" every time he strikes a target.

In his words, this can more arouse the emotions of the prey and let them enter the trap by themselves.

"But shouldn't Taras' goal be Superman?"

Luke was puzzled.

What is Clark Kent about Superman?

The two ladies sitting in the car didn't look like "Nightingale" spies that could be cultivated casually.

Talking temperament, long and compatible appearance, are all top choices.

Isn't it a fuss to use two dangerous bullets wrapped in sugar to deal with a clerk?

With his thoughts floating, Luke arrived at the hotel where he was staying.

Before he could say goodbye and bid farewell, the two ladies accompanying him stood on the left and right.

"The reception team also lives here. Yegorova and I will take you to the reserved room."

Claire flicked her long hair and walked in Luke's arm.

Yegorova also learned everything, with a small smile on her face.

The group of three attracted a lot of eyes, with envy, surprise, and speculation.

"This is simply Chi Guoguo's seduction."

Luke was speechless, and began to consider whether to be Liu Xiahui, or to keep himself and eat the sugar coating.

Although the purpose of this trip is to integrate Hydra and rescue Bucky by the way.

But some wonderful encounters happened during the journey, which is also acceptable and reasonable.

"Have a nice dream, Mr. Kent."

Take the elevator straight to the 22nd floor and walk all the way to the door of the room.

The two overly passionate and beautiful ladies finally stopped.

One leaned against the wall with his hands on his back, beautiful legs in silk stockings lightly touching the carpet.

A beautiful eye blinked, seeming to release some kind of signal.

Who can stand this?

Luke is determined to sacrifice himself to feed the tiger.

"In order to find out Bucky's whereabouts, there is always a price to pay."

He said to himself.

"Two ladies, do you want to come in for a cup of coffee? Or vodka? I just came to Moscow and I don't have any friends."

Luke offered the invitation very directly.

When men and women from all over the world plan to have in-depth exchanges.

GM’s opening remarks are "Do you want to go to my house and do something" or "Come to my room for a cup of coffee."

This is a relatively straightforward invitation without much technical content.

It's just that Luke tried his best to behave like a rookie, his eyes avoiding, seemingly embarrassed.

Perhaps it was the incidental effect of that pair of glasses that two female spies who had received professional training from the Red House were actually deceived.

They laughed secretly from the bottom of their hearts, and it has been a long time since they had encountered such adorable new ones.

I remembered what the instructor Talas had said, in order to complete the task by all means.

The two felt that to deal with such a newcomer young rookie.

They don't even need to sacrifice beauty, just a little bit of sweetness.

The other party will say everything they know.

"Egorova, what do you think?"

As a mature woman, Claire did not directly agree, but kicked the problem to his teammates.

Before entering the topic, it is necessary to suffocate men's appetite and arouse their inner restless desire.

Only in this way can we take the initiative and more likely to achieve our goals.

"Mr. Kent looks a little nervous, I think I should chat with him."

Yegorova twisted her waist and walked into the room.

Claire pretended to be hesitant and waited a few seconds before following.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Luke turned on the heating and lights, and the spacious and comfortable suite soon became warm.

He stumbled and took out a bottle of vodka from the wine cabinet and began to pour the two ladies.

A trace of contempt flashed across the latter's eyes.

They don't know how many times they have encountered this routine of getting drunk and doing whatever they want.

The training courses of the Red House include alcohol immunity.

Not to mention a bottle of vodka, Claire and Yegorova will not get the slightest drunk even if more spirits are poured.

"Get this guy drunk and throw it to the KGB."

"When necessary, you can give him some sweetness and let him voluntarily become the eyeliner of the Red House."

The two female spies inadvertently looked at each other, and exchanged thoughts just through their eyes.

In their view, everything is under control.