"Who are you..."

With the aim of a large-caliber pistol floating in the air, Taras raised his hands with his eyebrows and finally realized that he was kicking on the iron plate this time.

He looked at Natasha on Logan's shoulder unwillingly, and said calmly in a slow tone: "No matter what, you can't take our people away. This is an area that the Soviet military focuses on. Once something happens, the nearest Soviet military base will send troops here."

"Soviet Army?" The young man in the hood smiled faintly, without any fear of stopping.

"Why do I feel like I've seen you somewhere?" Taras stared at him, his brows locked deeply, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

“Talas.”

On Logan's shoulder, Natasha blinked and spoke with a sarcastic sense of mocking, "You are still a senior staff member of the Red House, who is familiar with the information of countries around the world. As a result, even the man in front of him is not recognized."

Taras frowned and looked at the hooded young man led by the three, trying hard to identify from head to toe. As soon as the young man looked over, the half face covered by the hood was handsome and cold like a knife, and his blue eyes were confident and bright, with indescribable majesty and oppression.

"Wait, you are..." He gasped and shook his whole body trembled so much that he was so shocked.

God! Why did that demonic god come here?!

"Mr. Kyle, why did you come to our Soviet Union? Premier Stalin wanted to see you for a long time, and the US Foreign Ministry did not inform you." Taras smiled bitterly and secretly scolded himself for thinking that the only one who could make Natasha turn against the situation and ignore the threats of the military in the Soviet Union was the only man in front of him.

The United States, Kyle, is a symbol of peace, a legendary figure who ended World War II, and is a superhero who promotes it as a god-like person in the Americas!

"You should know that I retired from the US military, right? Now it only represents my personal position." Kyle said, pulling down his hood and showing his shining blonde hair.

He said with a devilish smile on his face: "During the war period, your Red House owes me a little something, and the interest rate is not too high. If you don't mind, I can sit down and talk slowly at the base near you."

"I understand." Taras nodded heavily in agreement in a cold sweat.

The moment he knew Kyle's identity, he realized that this matter was not something he could handle alone.

Deep in the mysterious area of ​​the wasteland, the Soviet Red House Base.

"Sir Taras is back!"

The armed soldiers guarding the base gate were solemnly and were about to open the door to greet them, but soon they were stunned and stunned.

Taras, who was usually high-profile and arrogant, bent her body and followed a young man in a low posture, leading him to the base door, followed by the little girl with a sword and the uncle carrying Natasha.

"What are you still standing there?" Taras glared at the guard anxiously, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and said hurriedly: "Why don't you open the door quickly! And send someone to notify the senior staff, and he said that there is a 'distinguished guest' coming! There are important things to be held to discuss!!"

"Yes!" The guard responded quickly.

This is the first time that Hongfang has received uninvited guests to the public. The most important thing is that the other party has a very big background. A bad thing is that it is a disaster that is enough to endanger national security.

Now that World World War II has just ended, the heroes who symbolize peace come to the door on their own initiative, and everyone is worried, let alone the Red House Organization, which knows the consequences.

Kyle and others sat down in the entertainment hall of the main building of the Red House, and the next training agent was called to entertain him as servants.

Taras asked for ten minutes of discussion time, and with the other two senior staff of the Red House entered the conference room with concern and closed the door to deal with the emergency.

"How did he find the Red House not noticed by outsiders for so many years?" asked Norris, the highest leader of the Red House.

"This is no longer important." Taras hugged his head tightly and said irritably: "What's important is that we had offended Kyle before for a hasty task, but now he brings people to the door to get a claim and so-called debt."

"He said that he has retired now, which only represents his personal position and has not risen to conflicts between countries."

"Isn't it enough for him to be alone?" Another Red House executive was helpless and thought: "If you can compromise and pay a price to resolve this matter peacefully and ask him to leave the Soviet Union, that would be the best result of this time."

It would be better to be able to solve the problem reasonably, after all, no one wants to really fight with that man.

"The problem is. Kyle is now determined to take Natasha away, and Natasha himself betrayed the organization's agreement. And..." Under the surprise gaze of the other two, Taras sighed and said, "He said we must hand over the reagent equation of the super agent."

"Absolutely impossible!" Norris and the Red Room executives' faces changed drastically, and they refused in unison.

Norris said coldly with a stern face: "The super agent reagent equation is the foundation for our Red House to create top agents, and it is impossible to hand over it!"

"Of course I know this, but Kyle also said that if we didn't take out enough sincere items, he would destroy this place in ten minutes... no, in less than five minutes." Taras looked up at the clock and finished the bitterness of the message.

The executive of the Red House opened his mouth wide and stammered: "Is this negotiation there? It's clearly a threat!"

"It's so crazy." Norris vented his punch at the conference round table, and a dull sound spread throughout the conference room.

Taras moved his mouth and said nothing.

That is, "the other party does have the capital and strength to threaten them." Needless to say, the three people who were present at the high-rise position of the Red House were actually well aware of it.

After another discussion, when Kyle left them only one minute of time, the three senior staff of Hongfang finally reached a compromise consensus:

First of all, the Black Widow Natasha can give up! No problem!

Secondly, the super agent reagent equation must not give in, otherwise it would rather fight with the other party to the death - even if the Red House base is damaged and sacrificed, the US imperial examination cannot have the ability to create super agents.

But in order to ensure that Kyle would better accept their compromise conditions and peacefully stop, the three of them added another thing to replace the super agent's potion equation.

In the main building reception hall.

Kyle sat calmly in the seat by the window. The red houses and buildings were all retro bungalows, and the floor-to-ceiling curtains were all blood-red backgrounds. Under the sunlight outside, the interior was filled with red light.

Logan and Yu Tong both had both faces without worry, as if they were in their own manor.

The three of them, any of them, can destroy the Red House Base. When the three of them come together, they will basically ensure that the other party has no chance to turn the tables.

This is what Kyle said to be a quick battle. Go out on the same day and finish it on the same day.
Chapter completed!