When the morning sun slowly poured into the living room, Natasha, who had been staying in the living room, slowly raised her head at this time.

"It's already this time." Natasha spoke softly, a deep exhaustion revealed in her eyes as red as a white rabbit.

Last night's night was definitely the hardest time in Agent Natasha's career.

Whether it's Nick Fury's communications or Kara's sudden attack, the top agent has kept the tension high.

After Kara left, Natasha had been waiting for Nick Fury's call, even though her phone number had been directly crushed by Kara to contact S.H.I.E.L.D.

But Natasha believes that as long as Nick Fury wants to connect with her, there is always a way.

But all night, Natasha didn't receive a single notification, not a single message from S.H.I.E.L.D., as if she had become a down-and-out woman who was swept out of the house directly.

The morning breeze slowly swept through Natasha's body, which also made her feel the slightest cold for a while.

Although Natasha can be regarded as the top group of people in the world in terms of physical fitness, the high tension of the long time, coupled with tiredness and staying up late, always makes her a little uncomfortable.

Slowly getting up and moving her almost numb limbs, Natasha slowly walked into her bedroom and found the clothes she wore for work today in the closet.

Looking at the capable lady's suit, Natasha also pulled out a rather ugly smile.

After staying up all night, I still have to go to work now, although this kind of thing can be regarded as commonplace for Natasha, but why is there such a big resentment now?

As soon as she put on her uniform, there was a knock at the door.

Natasha didn't know if the person who was coming over now was someone from S.H.I.E.L.D., or Kara's person, or if it was her enemy, but the safest way was to bring her own self-defense weapon.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

There was another knock on the door, and Natasha gently placed the Glock she had prepared behind her and approached the door.

"Is there anything wrong?" Natasha glanced at the kind old man outside through the cat's eyes, and she was also a little relieved. This person, she knew from the information of her current mission, was the old butler of the Hammer family.

But even knowing his identity, Natasha still didn't lower her vigilance.

It's not that there's nothing out of the way to disguise a person as another person, at least in S.H.I.E.L.D. there's quite a lot of that.

"Is it Miss Natalia Alennova Romanov, please?" Old Jack said to the door in front of him with a smile on his face, "My young lady, that is, Carla Hammer, asked me to deliver something, and by the way, you don't have to go to work today." ”

"Can I know what it is?" Natasha asked.

"My young lady said that Miss Romanoff's current accommodation is not very good, so she arranged a better residence for Miss Romanoff, and all the formalities have been completed." Old Jack was quite satisfied with Natasha's behavior of not opening the door, after all, in a place like New York, a woman who lives alone should have such vigilance.

And at this time, Old Jack couldn't help but think of his own young lady.

I don't seem to know what it means to be afraid.,Except for the bodyguards when I'm with Miss Felicia.,The rest of the time.,Almost always run around by yourself.。

The last time I went to Las Vegas, I was like that, I went alone, and I really didn't know what it meant to be afraid.

It seems that if there is time, it would be better for this Romanoff lady to educate her own young lady about what a place New York is.

Natasha listened to Old Jack's words, and also looked at the empty floor-to-ceiling window in her living room, if it weren't for Carla's arrival yesterday, this apartment would be considered good in Brooklyn, right?

As a result, it turned out to be not good in the mouths of these big dogs.

Taking a deep breath, Natasha tried her best to make her voice more excited, and said to the door: "This really flatters me a little, I'm not very convenient right now, can you leave something at the door?" I'll pick it up right away. ”

"No problem, Miss Romanoff." Old Jack smiled and put the thing in his hand on the ground, then straightened up and spoke to the door, "I hope you have a nice day, goodbye." ”

"Goodbye." At this moment, Natasha also answered Old Jack's words with some weakness.

Listening to the footsteps slowly leaving, Natasha carefully opened her door.

On one side of the door was a file bag, leaning quietly against the wall.

After taking the bag home, Natasha first cautiously looked at it to see if there was anything wrong with it, lest someone stuff any poison in it.

The kind that "eats" when you open the bag.

After some investigation, Natasha finally determined that there was indeed nothing that could hurt her, so she slowly opened the file bag.

After pouring out all the contents, the first thing you see is a copy of the title transfer of a Midtown Manhattan apartment, as well as the keys to the apartment, as well as Natasha's brand new ID and a brand new mobile phone.

When she opened her ID, Natasha really didn't know what Kara was thinking, and the ID card that Kara gave her for her new work was her real name.

This kind of name, coupled with his own face that should be quite recognizable, I guess those guys who want to let themselves die will know it.

Is this trying to protect yourself, or is it trying to kill yourself?

Just as Natasha was thinking this, the phone was ringing.

The caller message shown above is exactly Kara's name.

Natasha also answered the phone directly, isn't the most important thing now to follow Kara's rules of the game?

"You should have received all the paperwork." Kara was sitting in her office at the moment, going about her work one by one, but she was also talking to Natasha.

Natasha's voice came through the earpiece for some reason: "To be honest, I thought you would use the pseudonym I used when I approached Justin. ”

"As an agent, don't you want to use your name one day to go anywhere you want?" Kara said this to Natasha rather calmly.

For the agents, Kara's life is really what they dream of, but they themselves are quite aware that it is difficult for them to actually use their real names.

"Or do you like that fake name of yours?"

Thinking of the scene Kara said, Natasha also had some longing, but she also disagreed with Kara's later words.

But after shaking her head, she remembered that she was talking to someone on the phone, how could she see her shaking her head in response?

Even a top-level agent can lose his mind a little when he thinks about his vision of appearing in all the places he wants to go.

"No, I still like my own name."

"That's not it." Carla smiled and spoke, and at this moment, Natasha's former career as an agent had begun to part ways with her completely.

As for when she herself will forget that she is an agent, it will take time.

"However, if my real name is known, someone still knows, and if they come to me, it can easily hurt Justin."

"I like the way you are now, and at least I'll think about Justin." Kara gently picked up the coffee that her little secretary had made for herself and took a sip, and after showing a rather bright smile to the little secretary, she continued to say to Natasha, "But that's something you don't need to worry about, I believe that it's not you or me who are most worried about this matter now." ”

When Kara said this, Natasha already understood a lot, and as for who the guy in Kara's mouth who was worried about this matter, Natasha also guessed eight or nine.

It's nothing more than S.H.I.E.L.D., its former owner.

Now that I think about it, I have begun to take a high degree of precaution against Justin Hammer, not to prevent Justin from that guy, but to prevent some blind guy from getting him harmed.

Thinking about this, Natasha suddenly wanted to see what her former boss's expression was like now, it should be quite ugly.

"Is there anything else?" Kara finally asked Natasha if anything was going on.

"No, I'm going to see what my new house looks like, and I'll take a good rest." Natasha stretched, at least for a moment she had relaxed.

"That's good. By the way, although you are not married to Justin yet, you are at least half of the Hammer family, and when you encounter something, don't solve it yourself, the name Hammer is still very useful, at least for now. By the time she said that, Kara had hung up completely, "Live in the sun, Natasha." ”

Natasha was left smiling silently on the other end.

I don't know why, the originally bright sunshine at this moment seems to have become more warm.

After picking up the transfer of ownership that now belongs to her, bringing her ID with her real name, and finally putting the Ferrari key she had obtained last night in her hand, Natasha looked back at the house.

"Goodbye." It's like saying goodbye to your past self, and it's like saying goodbye to the agent you used to be.

As for this house, S.H.I.E.L.D. will take care of it.

"Bang~"

The moment the door closed, the house was a thing of the past for Natasha.

The bright red Ferrari roared out of the garage, and the fragrant car beauty attracted the attention of the surrounding people and slowly left the place.

Natasha wasn't sure what the future would look like, but in this moment, she really felt the taste of freedom.

Although this free smell is mixed with the leather smell of a new car.