Superman of the American Comics - Chapter 310

[Chapter 294 I was sent to the door]

“This is the most humiliating action in the history of the Red House!” The

next afternoon, Taras was furious in the office, and his angry roar shook the entire floor.

The instructors who were in a hurry and the students who were training hard raised their heads one after another, with a hint of shock in their eyes.

Yelling and yelling, this is an extremely rare gaffe for Taras, who is full of joy and anger.

“Anger is the incompetent’s disguise for his mediocrity!”

This is a phrase often used by spy chiefs.

The first lesson of the red house is to control the expression and heart.

Emotional is the fatal flaw of agents and spies.

Once caught in anger and fear, it will affect the decision-making and execution of actions.

The students of the Red House have to undergo relevant training before graduating.

For example, Talas would let everyone have a dog.

Cultivate a close relationship, treat it as a partner, and then execute it.

This is just pediatrics.

What is more cruel and dehumanizing is the “graduation ceremony” of the red house.

Throw those secret agent students into the snow, leaving only one or two supplies of survival, creating a bloody battlefield where they fight each other.

The person who can successfully walk out of the open snow field in the end can become a qualified graduate.

Agents, spies, essentially domesticate humans into icy tools.

Therefore, Talas will instill in them the extreme idea of doing whatever it takes to complete the task.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know.”

“I heard that Mr. Talas sent the ‘Black Widow’ Ms. Claire-Vayyan, and the best ‘Cardinal’ Yegorova…”

“The mission failed. ?”

“Probably.”

“Who can let the red house dispatch them?”

“…” The

whispers were like an undercurrent flowing slowly under the calm sea, forming waves.

Even if the Red House is an intelligence agency that is always in a cold, tense and high-pressure state, there will still be curiosity to spread gossip.

The instructors and students downstairs were secretly speculating, and the atmosphere in the office upstairs was solemn.

“You are the best students I have taught. No matter what kind of task you are faced with, you have never missed a beat.”

Taras frowned, pressed his inner anger, and said coldly, “Sneak into the Kremlin and deal with those oligarchs. Between the tycoon and the military dignitaries…every time, you can bring back the information I need.”

He seemed to lose his breath, calmed his heaving chest, and slowly sat back on the chair.

Across the desk stood Claire and Yegorova.

These two charming beauties, with their hands behind their backs, maintained a straight and sassy soldier standing.

“I never imagined that the most outstanding foxhound who came out of the red house would be fooled by a … secretary.” The corners of

Taras’ mouth twitched, trying his best to endure the urge to curse.

The evaluation of him by the outside world basically carries words such as “carrion-eating vulture”, “cunning fox”, “cold-blooded butcher”.

This middle-aged man who built the KGB with one hand and then built the red house has maintained a grim and unsmiling image all the year round.

There are really not many things that are enough to make him furious and out of control.

But today, Taras couldn’t bear this anger.

“This is an accident.”

Yegorova, who was backed by the uncle of the foreign intelligence agency, was more courageous and said first.

She lowered her head slightly and gave this explanation: “Claire and I, originally planned to get that bastard drunk, and then throw it to the KGB for interrogation to see if we can get information about Superman.”

“He is the secretary and is responsible for recording the conversations of the meeting. He is with Superman almost 24 hours a day.”

“If it can be transformed into the eyeliner of the red house, it will be of great benefit to the implementation of the plan in the future.”

Ye Ge Rova’s thoughts were clear, and Claire the “Black Widow” next to her nodded in agreement.

They did think so, but they just went wrong in the execution.

“Sounds like a good idea.”

Taras nodded slightly, seeming to understand.

However, the softened expression only lasted for a moment, and then it was declared to collapse.

Immediately, the spy chief glared at Yegorova and asked, “But why did you guys roll into bed with that damn secretary?”

“And, two together?

” Top agents, not those street girls who are scratching their heads!”

“Beauty and bodies are tools, but not cheap meal tickets that can be thrown away!”

Taras slapped the table hard.

He couldn’t control his emotions at all.

The two good students who were trained by themselves were actually ruined by a bastard!

If the other party is Superman, or some big man.

The red house can also exchange interests or obtain desired information through this special relationship.

At least this is a good deal!

but!

That’s just a clerk!

No real power, no value…nothing!

If you are not worried about the grass and the snake, it will attract the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Taras wanted to break the curly-haired man who harmed his students, cut his hands and feet, threw it into an iron bucket, poured cement, and sank it into the Moscow River.

Compared with the ruthless men of the KGB, the way the Red House deals with the enemy will only be more cruel and direct.

“Forget one, the two of you… actually rolled together?”

Taras was furious, unable to restrain his inner anger.

This is like the two Chinese cabbage that I have worked so hard to grow, and they have been spoiled for no reason, and they are still the kind of prostitution!

No one can stand it!

“That bastard has always looked like he’s about to get drunk…”

Claire felt aggrieved.

She remembered that in the hotel room, the bastard was already drunk with hazy eyes and slurred speech after two drinks.

As a result, after a bottle was dried, it still looked like that.

Two bottles bottomed out, still unchanged.

Three or four bottles were filled…

When the stock in the wine cabinet was completely emptied, the room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and both Claire and Yegorova were already drunk.

The female agent of the Red House, who had received alcohol immunity training, lost abruptly to a clerk who looked like a rookie.

“The key is that he also throws out some important information from time to time, what Superman’s schedule, Superman’s preference for food… In order to get more information, we can only continue to drink.”

Yegorova, code-named “Red Sparrow” Gritting his teeth, he said bitterly.

Her highly flexible waist is still a little sore.

Thinking of myself on the bed, sometimes being placed as S, sometimes as B, and unlocked in various positions one after another.

The female agent couldn’t help feeling a little ashamed, and an unnatural look appeared on her cheeks.

“That’s right! That bastard named Clark Kent is not a rookie at all!”

Claire shared the hatred, her slender legs that could dance “Swan Lake” and “The Nutcracker” were slightly weak.

The truth is, the battle last night was too intense.

The bastard opened his bow from left to right and rode two unrestrained horses, showing a calm attitude.

Alcohol is the devil who provokes desire, it’s true.

In the past, it was impossible for Claire to indulge like this.

“So, you rolled the sheets with that clerk and got nothing.”

Taras shook his head, very disappointed.

“Maybe, we can take the plan and continue to develop that clerk.”

Yegorova suggested.

“Heh, isn’t it enough to lose face once?”

Talas immediately rejected, he never invested time and energy in worthless goals.

Besides, the best students of the Red House are not so cheap.

If it was spread out, wouldn’t he be ridiculed by others.

“I’m the head of the spy agency, not a pimp.”

Talas said angrily.

He waved his hand and motioned for Claire and Yegorova to go out.

Then, pick up the phone on the table.

“Call Natasha in.”

After a few minutes, a slender girl with a ponytail walked in.

Compared with the two senior sisters from the same sect, she looks much more youthful, like a flower bone that has not yet bloomed.

“You graduated early, Natasha.”

Taras said solemnly.

The latter was slightly startled, with suspicion in his eyes.

He has just been recruited into the red house not long ago, how did he graduate?

The extremely harsh and cruel graduation examination in the legend has not yet seen a shadow.

“I need you to approach someone.” The

girl took a file and opened it.

A young face came into view, it was Superman.

“He will arrive in Moscow in three days.”

Taras thought to himself that the two senior sisters who graduated early were too unreliable, and a newcomer like Natasha might be more useful.

At least the latter won’t be coaxed into bed by a man with a few bottles of vodka.

“I will work hard… to complete the task.”

Natasha said timidly.

She is still a chick with no predation experience.

“You don’t need to be very experienced, just be natural.”

Talas reassured.

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After ordering the precautions, Taras told the girl to leave.

Despite the discordant episode, the plan went ahead as usual.

As for the curly-haired male clerk named Clark, wait until all the dust settles before starting.

“I must sink him into the Moskva!”

Talas thought.

……

”

This is how you deal with the agents of the Red House?”

Captain America, who sneaked into Moscow, asked hesitantly, looking at the messy sheets, and the wine bottles scattered on the carpet and table.

Luke, who had been fighting all night, did not answer, and it was not a glorious thing for the dignified Director of SHIELD to have sex with a Soviet female agent.

“I paid a certain price to find out Bucky’s whereabouts from their mouths.”

Luke diverted the topic, under the influence of his “Poison Ivy’s Pheromones Perfume”, even the top agents of the Red House Also let go of your guard.

“Oh, where is Bucky?”

Sure enough, as long as the good friend was mentioned, Captain America’s attention was immediately diverted, and he no longer thought about what happened between Luke and the female agent.

“You will meet soon.”

Luke looked odd.

To be honest, he was a little surprised by the Winter Soldier’s situation.

[End of this Chapter]