Agent Natasha, who wears a hood on her head, is grabbed by Agent Patton's arm and pulled out of the alley.

She didn't resist too much, and as a top agent who had seen a lot of wind and waves, she knew exactly where she was. She obediently followed Barton as she shifted, and through the hood, she said to Barton:

"Are you sure you're not going to help that kid? He may be a little tricky, but with all due respect, if you leave him alone like this, you are sending him to his death. No one could fight so many killers alone, and he couldn't even dodge bullets in this narrow battlefield. ”

Barton didn't answer, and Natasha's voice became sarcastic:

"Nick. Fury told me that in his organization, there was no way something like mine would happen... But look at the fact that now, a seasoned agent sends a young man to his death without hesitation, is this the cold-blooded tradition of your Strategic Science Corps? How many of your companions have you killed with your own hands? Don't you feel guilty at all? ”

Natasha could feel Barton retreat a little slower, and she sensed the hesitation of the agents around her.

Then her voice became soft again, and she whispered:

"Listen to me, young man. You can go back and help him now, that young life has just begun, and it should not be wasted here. You just need to show a little bit of 'sincerity' and I'll help you save him!" Believe me, there are some small problems to deal with between me and those killers, and I will be happy to help you. ”

Barton still didn't answer, and Natasha's fingers moved quietly behind her back, trying to break free from the handcuffs.

But at this moment, a slightly weird whistling sound sounded behind the two, and the sound like a tornado blowing made Natasha subconsciously turn around. It's a pity that she can't see the scene behind her at all.

"Boom"

A violent explosion followed, and Natasha felt as if she had been pushed by the invisible hand, and her whole body fell backwards.

Here's your chance!

She rolled on the ground for a week, breaking free from Barton's restraints, and she jumped up and ran out of the alley, following the route she remembered. But she didn't take a few steps before a blow hit her in the neck from behind.

This time, Merlin, who jumped out of the shadows, found his position, and his palm struck the female agent's neck artery with precision.

Natasha's eyes went black and she fell to the ground. Before she fell unconscious, she heard the young man's voice again, a little hoarse, a little tired:

"This time the spot was found, and the problem was solved..."

"Let's go."

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Natasha. Romanov, the best secret soldier of the former Soviet intelligence organization "Red House".

She has participated in many major events, witnessed the collapse of the first country, watched the erection of the Berlin Wall, participated in the Arab War, experienced the Cuban crisis, and witnessed the whole process of the Soviet Union from strength to destruction.

Her life experience is so complex that ordinary people can't imagine it, and the secrets in her mind are as vast as a sea of smoke and stars.

And now, this female agent, who was ruthlessly chased and killed by her own people because she was too loyal, and was already a little cornered, was lying on a plane flying directly from Italy to North America.

It was a journey she never imagined and represented a new turning point in her life.

"Huh"

Natasha didn't feel good when she opened her eyes and woke up from a forced coma. She subconsciously rubbed her neck, which hurt a lot.

Merlin used too much force, and if it weren't for Natasha's physical fitness, which was far beyond ordinary people, being hit in the neck with that kind of force would probably lead to cardiac arrest and death.

"What a rookie!"

Natasha gritted her teeth and sat up from her bed, surveying her surroundings with the wariness of a superagent.

A slight vibration from her feet told her that she was supposed to be on a sailing plane, and the surrounding arrangement was like a small confinement room, with no windows, no other furniture, and only a chair in front of her.

There was a man sitting on it, a man whom she had previously released pigeons.

Nick. Fury.

"You've had a long night's sleep, Lady Natasha."

Fury had coffee in his hand, and he looked at the super agent in front of him, he was not nervous. He looked at Natasha's calm to indifferent face, and he said:

"It must have been very difficult recently, being chased and killed by your own people, in the territory of your own country, whether it is a counterattack or a flight, it is a very bad experience, right? I guess you haven't slept well lately. ”

Fury paused, and he looked at Natasha:

"Or should I call you another name, Black Widow."

This name, which was more like a nickname, made Natasha, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, look up.

The female agent's appearance is indeed outstanding, even without powder, her long burgundy hair, soft facial curves, and distinctive gray eyes make people feel a sense of protection.

But such an excellent appearance is also one of Agent Natasha's most powerful weapons.

Although many times, she does not need such weapons.

She looked at Fury, a sharp glint flashing in her gray eyes, and she said:

"You won this game, Fury. That tricky little rookie of yours was really out of my mind, I don't really like dealing with these weird guys, but... I didn't lose either. ”

Natasha stood up and walked towards Fury, but after taking a few steps, she was blocked by an invisible glass in her path.

The female agent pressed her hands to the completely transparent glass, and she said to Fury:

"I don't know how your Strategic Science Corps managed to prevent agents from mutiny, but I can tell you about the rules of the Red House."

Natasha pointed to her cheek, and she had a cold smile on her face:

"When an agent has too many feared secrets, her fate is not destined to be good. But they still need me to serve them, because I'm the best one... They came up with a more extreme way to try to control me. ”

"Life is so fragile that it only takes a few miniature bombs to make a person disappear completely. So, guess what, how many bombs have been planted in my body? ”

The female agent blinked, and she whispered:

"You made a last-minute mistake, Fury, you shouldn't have brought me to your plane."

"Let me go, or we'll die together!"

In the face of the threat of the Black Widow, Fury's face did not change much, he picked up the coffee in his hand, took a sip, and then said slowly to Natasha in front of him:

"I've been through war, Natasha, more than once."

"You can't scare me. I dare to bring you here, and I'm confident that I'll survive your final comeback, but... Do we really need to get that far? Natasha. ”

Fury leaned forward, his arms resting on his knees, and he said to the Black Widow across the wall:

"You have served the USSR for decades, and loyalty has become a habit, a belief for you. I will not be naïve enough to try to tempt you to renounce this belief with words, and I will not interfere with you keeping it. ”

"Because the USSR is gone, your loyalty has nowhere to be placed, and that faith is not a threat. It can only be used by you to remember, and if you want to continue to live, you have to find yourself a new life, a new sustenance. ”

"Natasha, people like us, are shrouded in a shadow of secrecy, and it is impossible to really quit. And the first half of your life with bloody hands is disgusting, but everyone deserves a second chance, and you can do something good to atone for your sins. ”

"If you're willing to do it!"

"I'm here, talking to you about this, just to tell you that I'm going to give you a chance, a chance to prove that you're not just a good agent, and you have the potential to be a real hero, but I'm not going to force you to accept it."

"I'll give you plenty of time to adapt, and I'm confident that once we get back to North America, with your wisdom, you should know what is best for you."

Fury drank the last sip of his coffee, stood up, and patted his clothes. He looked at the watch on his wrist and said:

"There's 14 hours left, take a break, Natasha."

"I'm waiting for your reply."

Fury walked out of the hatch of the room, and the light in the room dimmed. Romanoff watched Fury's departing figure, her fists clenched, and she finally pounded the glass in front of her fiercely.

She knew that the weakest and most dazed side of herself had fallen into the eyes of her opponents.

They saw through their embarrassment and helplessness.

Indeed, as Fury said, Natasha is desperate.

In front of her, there are not many options left.

Outside the room, Fury threw his empty coffee cup in the trash, his palms covered in sweat.

When Black Widow threatens to detonate the bomb and die together, Fury is not as calm as he appears, and the veteran agent knows what crazy things desperate agents can do, especially a ruthless character like Natasha.

But fortunately, Fury catches on Black Widow's weakness.

"She had a bomb in her body."

Fury walked into the spacious cabin, and he said to two of his subordinates:

"She's not mentally stable either, and it's not ruled out that she's going to take a gamble, so we'll take turns monitoring her for the next 14 hours."

"If it's just a bomb..."

Merlin, wrapped in a blanket, said to Fury and Barton:

"I'm sure you won't be killed, and I'll get you to the surface safely."

"But that's not what we want."

Barton, while wrapping a bandage around his wound, said:

"We spent so much effort to bring her back, not for her to perform suicide in the air. I'm going to talk to her. ”

"Nope."

Fury shook his head, he looked at Merlin, and he said:

"There you go!"

"Me?"

Merlin blinked, he looked at Fury, and he said:

"I did learn how to persuade the enemy at the Secret Service Academy, but I haven't tried once, are you sure I am?"

"Well, if she detonates the bomb, only one of us can get away with it."

Fury sat on the couch and said to Merlin:

"Secondly, an agent like Natasha, who has seen almost all methods of torture, must have been trained in this area. So the psychological warfare set worked very poorly for her. I'm not asking you to convince her, Merlin, I'm just asking you to talk to her, lower her vigilance, and make it safe for us to spend the 14 hours... When I return to the base, someone will naturally take over the job. ”

"yes, that's fine."

Merlin didn't refuse, he put the blanket aside, straightened his clothes, took two glasses of water, and walked into Natasha's cage under the watchful eyes of Fury and Barton.

"Bang, bang"

Two knocks on the glass made the black widow, who was curled up on the bed to rest, open her eyes suddenly. She turned back vigilantly to see Merlin passing a glass of water through the gap in the glass.

"Have a glass of water, beautiful lady."

Merlin tried to be as gentle as she could, but Natasha did not immediately take the water, but instead sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at Merlin with interest, and after a few seconds, she said:

"You're funny, little one... I didn't even hear your footsteps, and you walked like you had no weight. How did you do that? And how did you defeat those dozens of killers in Sokovia before? Did you use some kind of explosives? ”

"Hmm..."

Merlin looked at Natasha, he shrugged his shoulders and said to the beautiful agent in front of him:

"Drink the water first, and I'll tell you. Water is a real goodie. ”

Merlin took a sip of his own water, and then squeezed his eyes at Natasha:

"It will save us from calamity."

Black Widow looked at the rookie in front of her, she shook her head and pointed to the cup in Merlin's hand:

"I want that cup!"

"Why?"

Merlin asked suspiciously, and Natasha smiled strangely, and she said:

"In comparison, there's a little less chance of a weird drug in that glass of water... You men are the most indecent, and who knows what you're going to do with me, a weak woman behind bars? ”

"Weak woman?"

Merlin's eyes widened, and he said in a slightly exaggerated tone:

"Let go of your confinement, you can beat 3 me alone... I've seen with my own eyes how badly you've beaten Clint, and now in this room with just two of us, it's not you, who should be afraid, right? ”

"Oh, his name is Clint."

Natasha reached out and took the water from Merlin, she leaned against the glass, showing her perfect curves in front of Merlin's eyes, and she let out a coquettish smile:

"He looks boring, but you, little one, make my sister curious. About what you're hiding, those abilities..."

Merlin smiled, took another sip of water, and then moved the chair to the glass, he looked left and right, and with a flick of his finger, a small cloud of black smoke rose from the black smoke, like a layer of paper, covering the hidden recording equipment in this room.

The smile on his face dissipated, he looked at Natasha, and he said:

"Let's get down to business, Natasha."

"You know a lot of secrets, they say?"

"It depends on who you compare it to."

Natasha brushed her hair, this action made her feminine almost bursting, she looked at Merlin in front of her with a misty look, she whispered in a seductive voice:

"My secrets are nothing compared to your Ms. Carter, but whether I'm a woman full of secrets depends on what you want to ask... What's your name, little one? ”

"My name is Merlin."

Merlin looked at the black widow who exuded endless charm in front of him with clear eyes, and he whispered:

"And what I want to know is..."

"Have you ever seen a wizard?"