I Am In Marvel

Natasha crouched on the ground and trembled, wanting to get up from the ground weakly, when another girl suddenly stepped forward and collapsed on her body, her hands tightly pinching the slender and white neck under her bright red hair.

The girl's face was pale and haggard, her bloodshot eyes were full of wildness and madness, and she croaked hoarsely, "Death to me, why haven't you died yet?"

"Emily, let me go." Natasha grabbed each other's wrists with both hands, and continued to fight for nothing in her desire to survive.

"Natasha, please, give me my breath..."

"you--"

Hearing the request of the girl riding on her body, Natasha shuddered.

The only friend Emily who used to be a classmate in front of her now desperately wants to kill her, compete for the last bit of food, and have a chance to continue to live and move forward under the rules of the red house.

This is true humanity and cruel reality.

Emotions and compassion are both burdens. Only by treating yourself as a murder weapon that abandons emotions can you survive to the end and become the strongest agent in this organization, the "Black Widow".

Natasha turned her head to the side, and in the corner of her eyes, on the desolate wilderness, there were piles of corpses of young girls who had frozen before they rotted away.

A tear overflowed from the corner of her left eye, and immediately condensed into frost with blood.

These are the last tears in her life. From now on, that weak female self will be completely wiped out from the bottom of her heart.

"Sorry, I want to live too!" Natasha's face turned cold, her feet kicked up, her body was surprisingly flexible and crossed with her calves, also stuck Emily's neck and pulled back.

A tooth for a tooth!

Emily didn't expect Natasha to have the strength to fight back, and she was surprised, her hands desperately tried to cut off Natasha's breath completely.

"Emily, you still forgot, I secretly made up the fighting lessons for you.

If only one of us is destined to survive, then let me take your share and go on! "

Under the cry of Natasha's heart, her eyes flashed a cold light indifferently, exhausting the last strength of her body——

The wrist, waist, and calf cooperated, and Natasha spread Emily's hands, and the whole person suddenly rolled forward at the same time.

With a crisp 'click' sound, Emily's neck was twisted in the air, and her eyes were dim and lost their luster and fell on the frozen ground.

"I won." Natasha gasped, and fell on the ground in the cold wind with her hands and feet out of strength, her stomach urging a cry of extreme hunger.

She gnawed on the permafrost with her teeth, crawling and moving her body, and soon stopped beside a small pile of black bread stained with blood and snowflakes,

Without thinking, Natasha opened her mouth to bite the small piece of brown bread, and swallowed it without chewing too much.

‘Clap clap clap! ’

There was an inexplicable applause, and Natasha looked up weakly, and saw a middle-aged man in an officer's uniform pacing closer.

"Beautiful work, worthy of being my daughter, and now you are a veritable black widow." The man smiled happily, and did not have the luxury to stop his applause.

"Talas." Natasha gritted her teeth, her red hair covered her face, and the eyes exposed in her hair were filled with resentment and coldness.

Taras Romanov, her adoptive father, one of the high-ranking officers of the Soviet Red Room, trained and urged her to become a cold-blooded spy.

"Very good eyes. You will become the strongest agent of our Soviet Red House in history." Talas praised, not caring about Natasha's hatred and resentment against him at all, anyway, everything is after the brainwashing process. Meaningless.

Erasing the emotions and memories of the agents, and even erasing their humanity, as long as they can follow the procedural process and complete the espionage and assassination missions issued by the state.

This is the red house, a strong organization where everything is done without leakage.

Taras was very confident about this, and he stepped forward, and he was about to return with Natasha's organization to the Red House.

"Natasha, you look really ugly now."

At this moment, a cold and calm voice suddenly sounded from behind. Natasha heard the familiar male voice and tried her best to open her eyes, and the empty eyes reappeared with the splendor of hope.

Taras turned his head in surprise, and in the vast wilderness and frozen soil behind him, a strange combination of a girl and a young man and an uncle came. Covered most of his face.

"Nearby residents? Don't you know this is a forbidden area for military blockade!" Talas asked indifferently, pulling out a large-caliber pistol from his waist with his left hand. Although the other party had three people, he also had the top human physique of a super agent. Reason to fear.

The hooded young man in the lead didn't even look at him, his eyes fell on Emily, and he said slowly, "Don't lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. The last time you escaped from the battleship, you damaged ten of my men. Several soldiers, this account has not been settled with you."

"That's all done by the other agents of the Red House, it's none of my business." Natasha explained feebly, her body still lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, and she couldn't help but smile.

She asked: "What you said last time, let me take refuge with you, does that count?"

"Forget it." The hooded youth nodded and responded simply.

But such a word is enough to change Natasha's current situation. She took a deep breath and squinted and said, "Then take me out of here."

"Logan, go and bring her here." The hooded young man instructed, and the inch-haired uncle beside him immediately ignored Talas with a gun and quickly approached Natasha.

"You guys, do you think I don't exist?!" Taras was shocked and angry. From the beginning to the end, the three people who suddenly appeared did not face him!

Now he has reached a verbal agreement with Natasha to take away the top secret agents trained by the Red House in front of him!

Taras first stared at Logan who was approaching, raised the large-caliber pistol in his hand, and said coldly, "If you go one step further, I'll shoot!"

Logan ignored Taras's advance, which made Taras's forehead bulge with anger, and pulled the trigger with the gun pointed.

Soon, Taras realized that something was wrong - no matter how hard his fingers were, the trigger of the pistol seemed to be restrained by a force, and the gun could not be pressed down.

"Boss, I haven't told you to move yet."

Beside the hooded youth, the petite and exquisite girl looked at Taras coldly, her eyes lit up with silver light.

Taras' face changed, the pistol in his hand flew out of thin air, suspended in mid-air, and the muzzle was aimed at his master in turn.

At this time, Logan, who was unobstructed, had already walked up to Natasha, grabbed it with one hand and easily carried it on his shoulders.

Successfully recovered, one black widow.

I forgot to update in the morning, the author's fault, I quickly made up for it.

More later tonight.