Marvel: Starting with the creation of Hydra

"Turn off the lights."

Bang!

The office fell into darkness.

In the darkness, Fury used his only eye to overlook the city and the country.......

"Protector of the Country, what do you want? Fury frowned slightly.

In this mission, the only thing that exceeded his expectations was Clark's joke.

Why did he joke about Hydra?

Is it just for fun? Or does it have a deeper meaning? Can't you think of it

?

Understanding this problem, he's afraid he won't be able to sleep tonight............

There are also many people who can't sleep tonight.

For example, Natasha.

She drank to relieve her sorrows, from one drink to ten drinks, but she couldn't get drunk no matter what.

She drinks so well!

In addition, her body, which has been strengthened by drugs, has a certain resistance to alcohol. It is indeed difficult for her to get drunk with just normal strength alcohol.

It wasn’t like no men came over to strike up a conversation during the intervening time.

Trying to kiss Fangze.

But they were all driven away by Natasha.

Some want to be violent.

They were all carried out.

Seeing so many people deflated, others naturally did not dare to step forward and tease the tiger's beard.

Natasha actually understood Fury's arrangements.

She even guessed early on that the Protector of the Country was joking.

But she still cooperated in the play.

Because she knew she had no choice.

She has to be submissive and not too aggressive.

Otherwise, SHIELD will not be able to tolerate her, and this country will not be able to tolerate her.

From the moment she judged the red house.

She actually knew that she could only go to the dark side in one way.

But even so, she felt a little uncomfortable, so she came here to get drunk tonight.

She also knew that her movements tonight would definitely reach Fury's ears.

But she doesn't know.

She knew what Fury wanted, not loyalty like a marauding doll, but an attitude.

She has shown this attitude.

He also recognized Fury's arrangements for him.

As for whether he felt a little unhappy or scolded him behind his back, Fury didn't care.

Although Natasha is only 21 years old this year, she has experienced a life far beyond her age.

So she could clearly understand Fury's intention, but Hill, who was a few years older than her, couldn't figure out the twists and turns.

To be honest, Natasha sometimes envies Hill.

I envy her background.

I envy the environment in which she grew up.

I envy her that she doesn’t need to understand so much of the darkness of the world.

But envy can always only be envy.

The impossible becomes reality.

Natasha has long passed the age of dreaming so much.

Although......

She is only 21 years old!

"Continued Cup."

The empty wine glass was pushed forward.

The bartender came over, filled it up for her, and continued his work without saying a word.

At this time, the stool next to Natasha was moved away, and a tall figure sat down on the stool.

"Have a glass of whiskey with three cubes of ice."

The man's deep voice sounded.

Natasha glanced sideways at the other party.

Wearing a black windbreaker and a black top hat, she thought of a killer coming out of a comic book.

"If you want to buy me a drink, you can."

She retracted her gaze and said in a lazy voice.

The man turned to look at her, revealing a fierce face.

"The famous Black Widow also drinks to relieve her sorrows?"

Natasha's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly, then she continued to raise her head and take a sip of wine, and then turned her head to look at the other person.

That fierce face did not scare her. She had seen many fierce-looking faces in her life. Among the people, the one in front of her was relatively kind.

But the other person revealed his identity as soon as he opened his mouth, which made Natasha a little wary.

"Who are you? What do you want from me? Natasha asked.

The man did not answer her words, but reached out to take the wine glass handed by the bartender and took a sip.

"The taste is average."He said.

Then he put down the wine glass and looked at her

"You, the Red Room agent, are not very happy in SHIELD, are you?"

"SHIELD?"Natasha frowned slightly.

"It’s the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Agency, oh~ damn the name! You should really follow my lead and call your damn organization by its abbreviation."

The man grinned.

The smile was full of sarcasm.

Natasha didn't care, she just thought the abbreviation SHIELD was pretty good.

In fact, she didn't like the old man's name either.

Like her old boss, Red House.

Such a simple and straightforward name.

With these thoughts flashing through her mind, Natasha looked at the other party warily:

"What does it have to do with you whether I am happy at SHIELD?"

"Nothing, just asking casually. The man smiled and said,"If you are really unhappy, have you ever thought about changing jobs?""

"So, are you poaching me? Natasha looked at him with strange eyes and said,"Then I'd really like to know, which organization do you come from?""

The man took a sip of wine and put down the glass:

"Haven't you heard about my organization in the past two days?"

The man grinned with a ferocious smile.

"Hydra will be a good home for you."

"Are you joking? Natasha stood up suddenly, looked at him with murderous eyes and said,"This joke is not funny at all!""

"joke? The man sneered,"We in Hydra never joke.""

Natasha looked at the other party, and for a moment she was not sure whether the other party was a real Hydra or a fake.

But this did not hinder her from wanting to teach the other party a lesson.

Regardless of whether he was real or fake, it didn't matter. She is in a bad mood right now, so she just wants to find someone to beat her up and vent her anger!

"oh~！"The man glanced at her with interest,"Are you ready to take action? Let me start with you. I have no habit of not hitting women."

"I do not have either."

While Natasha was speaking, she picked up the wine glass with one hand and smashed it into the other person's face.......

PS: There will be another update later. Before I know it, it’s almost 11 o’clock, and the day is about to pass again. Time goes so fast.