Marvel’s Superman

A beauty plan against Superman unfolds slowly under the careful design of Taras.

Leviathan behind the red house, together with Hydra to push.

They put the stage in Moscow, and the performance time was set for the "Red Square Talks" a week later--

That is, the Western camp represented by the United States and the Eastern camp represented by the Soviet Union started a conversation on the "Cuba regime".

When the time comes, Superman will be there.

This is the perfect time to implement the plan.

Although under the active provocation of Kang the Conqueror, the signs of the Cold War were a little earlier than before.

However, the Warsaw Pact was not formally established at this time.

The red furry bear and the bald eagle did not completely tear their faces and entered a state of wartime alert.

The two superpowers can barely maintain basic courtesy, not to the point where they have to fight when they roll up their sleeves.

Speaking of which, this short-lived peace is also due to the return of Superman.

It is he who acts as the line of peace between the two camps of the East and the West.

The White House has not been able to instruct and cannot use Superman as a strategic weapon to intimidate the East.

Although Mr. President has hinted many times, Luke remains indifferent.

For example, keywords such as "rule the world" and "sole hegemony" are automatically blocked.

While the Soviet Union was vigilant, it could only repeatedly test on the edge of danger.

Don't dare to cross the bottom line directly, for fear of attracting a blow from Superman.

If it follows this trajectory, it will continue to develop.

The germ of the Cold War may be stifled in the cradle.

Of course, the premise is-

Superman has always existed, and has not shown any tendencies or positions.

Unconsciously, Luke has become an important weight for the stability of the world.

"Mr. Clark-Kent, welcome to Moscow."

A few days later, Luke walked out of Domodedovo International Airport, the receptionist said.

That's right, he's wearing those "Clark-Kent glasses," automatically disguising himself—a tall, sun-kissed new figure with a tuft of curly hair.

His current identity is Superman's secretary.

"Beautiful lady, what should I call you?"

He arrived in the capital Moscow in a grand manner, and as a teammate Captain America was still on his way.

Because Rogers' face is too ostentatious, coupled with the extremely conspicuous American buttocks and exaggerated chest muscles.

Only sneak in secretly and wait for the rendezvous.

"Dominika Yegorova."

The blond woman reported her name.

She is tall and beautiful.

Between the gestures, there is a mature style.

"Hello, Ms. Yegorova."

Luke glanced slightly, the mature royal sister who came to receive the reception was wearing a beige trench coat, a winter hat, blonde and snow-skinned, very charming.

"I don't know if it's from the Red House or the KGB?"

The moment Ms. Yegorova appeared, he realized that the other party was not an ordinary person.

No matter how disguised it is, as long as it has received professional training, it will leave certain traces.

Therefore, in front of Luke, who has super vision, Ms. Yegorova has too many flaws.

The flexibility is extremely high, comparable to the delicate body of a gymnast, and the toned and powerful limbs are all hidden from his eyes.

"You can call me by my name without any suffix."

Yegorova smiled sweetly and opened the door for Lukla.

"Okay. Nice to meet you, Yegorova."

Luke got into the car and nodded with a smile.

"Who is this?"

He leaned back in the back seat and found the driver was also a woman.

Compared with Yegorova, the other party should appear more mature.

In the eyebrows, there is a charming charm.

Like a ripe peach, one can't help but want to take a bite and taste the full juice that is sweet in the heart.

hiss!

Something is wrong!

Luke's heart skipped a beat, what was wrong with his disguise?

He was in Moscow, and as soon as he got off the plane, he was targeted by two beautiful spies.

Excuse me, what kind of experience is this?

Online wait, urgent!

"I'm just an ordinary secretary."

If Luke used his real identity, it was normal for the Red House and the KGB to call over two hundred beauties to seduce him.

But he's currently Clark Kent, a little handsome curly guy.

There's no need to pay that much, right?

"Hello, Mr. Kent."

The female driver's eyes rolled, as if it was electrified, crisp and numb.

This is the beauty of mature women, just one look can make people slightly hard to show respect.

Luke is an old driver who has seen big scenes and is skilled in various poses. He did not show a gaffe and asked calmly: "Before I came to Moscow, everyone said that the most beautiful scenery in the city is in the Kremlin and Art Street. ."

"Now that's not the case. I don't quite believe those two places are more charming than the two ladies in the car."

The female driver covered her mouth and smiled and reported her name.

"Claire Wayan, you can call me Claire."

She winked at Luke with a playful air.

...

...

After chatting on the road, Luke probably figured out the identities of the two ladies who were traveling with him.

The alluring Claire is a ballerina and an internationally known collector.

Her husband, a pilot, was killed in a rocket test.

This time at the Red Square meeting, Claire was the organizer and was in charge of the reception, so he was the driver for Luke.

And Yegorova's background is even more remarkable.

Her uncle worked for the Foreign Intelligence Agency, studied at St. Petersburg State University, studied piano, and gave several concerts,

"It feels like a red house routine."

Luke was chatting and laughing while secretly slandering.

This chance encounter resembles a script tailored by Taras.

Before he left for Moscow, S.H.I.E.L.D. consolidated the known intelligence about the Red House and handed it over to the table in the director's office.

One of the most impressive is the spy chief Taras.

This guy calls himself a "director" and writes a "script" every time he takes on a target.

In his words, this can better mobilize the emotions of the prey and let them walk into the trap on their own.

"Shouldn't Taras' target be Superman?"

Luke was a little puzzled.

For Superman, what about him Clark Kent?

The two ladies sitting in the car didn't look like "Nightingale" spies who could be trained casually.

Talking temperament, looks and looks are all the best choices.

Is it a bit of a fuss to use two dangerous bullets wrapped in sugar to deal with a clerk?

Between thoughts floating, Luke arrived at the hotel where he was staying.

Before he could say goodbye and say goodbye, the two ladies accompanying him stood on the left and right.

"The reception team also lives here, and Yegorova and I will take you to the reserved room."

Claire ruffled her long hair and walked inside with Luke's arm.

Yegorova followed suit, with a slight smile on her face.

The group of three attracted a lot of attention, some were envious, some were surprised, some were guessing.

"This is simply the seduction of Chi Guoguo."

Luke was a little speechless, and began to consider whether he should be Liuxia Hui who was sitting still, or keep himself and eat the sugar coating.

Although the purpose of this trip is to integrate Hydra and rescue Bucky by the way.

It is acceptable and reasonable to have some wonderful encounters during the journey.

"Have a good dream, Mr. Kent."

Take the elevator straight up to the twenty-second floor, all the way to the door of the room.

The two overly enthusiastic beautiful ladies finally stopped.

One leaned against the wall, with his hands behind his back, and his beautiful legs in stockings gently tapped the carpet.

A beautiful eye blinked, as if releasing some kind of signal.

Who can resist this?

Luke is determined to sacrifice himself to feed the tiger with his own body.

"In order to find out where Bucky is, there is always a price to pay."

He said so to himself.

"Ladies, do you want to come into the room for a cup of coffee? Or vodka? I've just arrived in Moscow, and I don't have any acquaintances."

Luke made an invitation very directly.

When men and women from all over the world intend to have in-depth exchanges.

Common opening lines are "Would you like to come to my house and do it?" or "Come to my room and have a cup of coffee."

This is a relatively straightforward invitation with little technical content, which is a test of favorability.

Luke tried his best to act like a rookie, dodging his eyes as if embarrassed.

It stands to reason that an invitation of this level would not be accepted by normal women unless they have other intentions.

Perhaps it was a side effect of the pair of glasses that Luke had tricked two female spies trained by the Red House.

They laughed secretly in their hearts, it had been a long time since they had encountered such a cute newcomer.

I remembered what Instructor Talas said, to do whatever it takes to complete the task.

The two felt that dealing with such a young rookie who had just arrived.

They don't even need to sacrifice beauty, just a little sweetness.

The other party will tell everything they know.

"Egorova, what do you think?"

As a mature woman, Claire did not agree directly, but instead kicked the problem to her teammates.

Before entering the main topic, it is necessary to whet the appetite of men and arouse their restless desires.

In this way, you can take the initiative and more likely to achieve your goals.

"Mr Kent looks nervous and I think I should have a chat with him."

Yegorova twisted her waist and walked into the room.

Claire pretended to hesitate and waited a few seconds before following up.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Luke turned on the heat and lights, and the spacious and comfortable suite quickly warmed up.

He stumblingly took a bottle of vodka from the wine cabinet and started pouring drinks for the two ladies.

There was a trace of contempt in the latter's eyes.

They don't know how many times they have encountered this kind of routine of getting drunk and then doing whatever they want.

Alcohol immunity is included in the Red House training program.

Not to mention a bottle of vodka, Claire and Yegorova would not feel drunk even if they poured more spirits.

"Drink this guy and throw it to the KGB."

"When necessary, you can give him some sweetness and let him voluntarily become the eyeliner of the red house."

The two female spies looked at each other inadvertently and exchanged ideas just by looking at each other.

For them, everything is under control.