Superman

The dance party in the music hall is over, after the participants have finished.

Natasha drove the door and sat in the black car parked outside the Kremlin.

This is a brand new Volga just assembled from the Gorky Automobile Plant a few days ago.

It has smooth lines and unique decoration, which fully embodies the unique industrial aesthetics of the Soviets.

Volga was once known as the "socialist high-end car" and "the pride of Soviet industry", and then widely used as official vehicles.

Once imported to the celestial dynasty, it became a special vehicle for national leaders.

On the surface of this black car, there is also the KGB sword and shield badge.

Although Taras is the manager of the Red House, the top of Leviathan.

However, in accordance with the professional habits of spy chiefs.

You must wear a vest when you come out to walk the rivers and lakes.

Taras has always borrowed the identity of the KGB to do business. Except for a few core executives in the intelligence department, almost no one has heard of the name "Leviathan".

It is like a ghost hidden inside the red empire, silently eating away power and infiltrating the center.

"What did Superman tell you?"

Taras frowned, the development of things was a bit unexpected.

In the prepared script, at this time, Superman should take Natasha into his premium suite, and then start a night of passion.

The other party can discover Natasha's identity, but it shouldn't be now.

Only by entering the body can we understand the heart.

After only chatting for a while, Superman found out the identity of Natasha and bluntly said that he wanted to meet him.

This is not right.

Rao is Taras with a crippled face with a sullen face, and his anger and anger are invisible.

Hearing the news from Natasha, he couldn't help being shocked.

"Superman is not interested in you?"

Taras temporarily kept the idea of ​​meeting in his heart, and rashly sat in front of Superman.

He focused his attention on Natasha and swept away his cold eyes.

The latter's delicate body trembled, as if being stared at by a beast, subconsciously fearing.

Taras is the teacher of all the students in the Red House, and the harsh father and cruel demon in their eyes.

When he admires a person, he will not hesitate to praise him.

When he is disappointed with a person, he will not hesitate to impose punishment.

"I think, Lord General, he should be interested in me."

Natasha thought of the frivolous movement of Superman's chin stretched out before he left, and said hesitantly.

Taras was silent, and he stared at the chick sent by the Red House.

Natasha is wearing a brightly colored red backless gown tonight, with a tailored waist that highlights the beautiful curves.

The wine-red wavy hair, like a burning flame, makes people unable to look away.

Although Natasha is still very young, she is still a slender young girl, far from reaching the point where she will be charming and charming in the future.

But this green breath, like an apple that is not fully mature, is more attractive to male creatures, making people want to take a bite.

After all, men are very dedicated.

No matter what age they are, they will always like young, beautiful and lively girls.

This pure hobby will not change because of anything.

Therefore, Taras felt strange.

It stands to reason that Superman has no reason to be indifferent to Natasha.

Could it be that it was like Yegorova said.

Superman has a special hobby?

Prefer mature ones?

Or have a soft spot for married wives?

Taras was very knowledgeable.

I have met many business tycoons.

Those rich people who have satisfied their material life always have various and unimaginable special hobbies.

This is not surprising.

As the leader of the intelligence agency, Taras has a lot of private matters.

For example, some respectable politicians like to be whipped and poured with candles.

There are also guys who are not interested in women and are keen on the warm rectum of the young guy.

He even heard of it.

Long ago, some frantic Europeans did not even spare animals.

For example, Welsh and Scots.

They often extend their clutches to innocent goats.

The Norwegian will have an indescribable relationship with the deer.

The reason is that the climate is cold and it is too lonely when grazing.

That's why the piston movement with the deer obtains heat and releases the body and mind.

Thinking deeper, it is not only the European people who are open to the public, they like to have big health care with animals.

In their mythology, similar deeds are also circulating.

for example.

Loki in Norse mythology.

He is a mighty and mighty man with a horse.

He stretched out his sinful hand to a horse called "Swadir Fali".

Press it under your body and output it wantonly.

The most outrageous thing is that he also gave birth to an eight-legged horse named "Srepnil" with that horse, which is the mount under Odin's crotch.

Dad rides a horse born by his son every day...

This messy relationship has too much information, and it will be difficult to digest for a while.

Of course, the Greek mythology is even more impressive.

Needless to say, the walking pile driver, the movable planting tool, the god-king Zeus, who can be both human and animal.

He who flies in the sky, swims in the sea, as long as he is a mother, he dares to pick up his gun and go up, and he promises to shoot into the soul.

Converging and diverging thinking, Taras' voice became cold, and he said solemnly: "Aren't you too nervous and not active enough?"

He chose Natasha at the time, just thinking about finding a female student with a clean identity and a simple background.

This is not easy to be investigated by S.H.I.E.L.D., and it is convenient to approach Superman.

But Taras overlooked one point. The nestlings are often not the eagle's opponent, and they can easily overturn.

"I will report this to Leviathan, and you will continue to follow Superman. I will arrange for you to accompany you throughout the Red Square meeting these days."

Taras still didn't give up, he must send Natasha to the door.

As for the meeting with Superman, since the plan was proposed by Hydra, let them have a headache.

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In the next few days, Luke's life was busy.

During the day to deal with that group of politicians, they all call themselves "Comrade Cavill", trying to influence Superman with the glory of red doctrine.

Luke never expected that after he traveled, he would have to face the painful "Ma Zhe Course".

It was even worse at night. Natasha was an untrained chick, and he had no evil thoughts about the green fruit for the time being.

But the Red House seemed to take into account the cold weather in Moscow, and changed the trick to give Luke a woman.

Except for following along, Natasha like a secretary.

Every day, two or three female students with different temperaments and good looks are sent around in front of him.

The king of spies, Taras, like the mother Sang in the club, silently asked Superman-"Which technician do you think is more pleasing to the eye, take it back and enjoy."

"I wonder how Hydra is thinking about it?"

Luke sat in the lobby of the Kremlin, automatically shielding the noisy sounds in his ears.

Taras should faithfully convey his meaning to Baron Strak.

I think it won’t take long before I get a reply.

I hope Hydra can know good and bad. After all, positive characters like him who do not discriminate against villains are simply rare species.

"Where is my clerk?"

Luke asked suddenly.

He turned his head and found that Captain America had disappeared.

"He was here just now."

Natasha kept her eyes on Superman, showing no interest in the ordinary curly man.

Luke squinted.

Could it be the Winter Soldier Mianji?