Comics: Superman?Lao Tzu, a native of the motherland

Chapter 68 The Red Skull in Action
It has to be said that as an agent who has received training from the Red Room, Natasha has passed the test of tea skills and is a perfect little green tea model. As long as she is a man, it is basically impossible to resist the offensive of coquettishness.

"No, you don't want to."

Geno pushed Natasha away with an expressionless expression.

He has little interest in lean pork ribs.

"Jano?"

Peggy heard the noise, walked downstairs, and saw a group of girls watching the Japanese devil in the office on the first floor.

The woman gave Jeno a questioning look.

"follow me."

Geno pointed to the office upstairs, and the two walked into the office.

As soon as she entered the door, Peggy immediately asked:

"What's going on? You kidnapped the ballet company?"

No wonder she thought so. The girls in the red house were all pretty and sweet, and they were wearing tutus. Peggy mistakenly thought that Geno had bought a ballet troupe.

For a moment, Peggy felt like her head was going to grow big. She could even think of how many gossip newspapers would spread rumors about Geno's romantic deeds tomorrow.

"Do not."

Geno shook his head, and then told Peggy the cause and effect.

"Oh my god."

Peggy couldn't help but cover her mouth when she heard the girls' tragic experience.

"So, what do you think?"

Peggy vaguely guessed Geno's next plan.

"I plan to let them join the Tianjian Bureau."

Geno said calmly: "The organization is in urgent need of manpower now, and each of these girls is a qualified agent."

He is good at tea art and beauty traps, is proficient in using various firearms and proficient in assassination and poisoning, and is proficient in seven languages.

It can only be said that these girls are already qualified agents among ordinary people.

Peggy nodded in agreement, Geno's plan was very good.

But the woman then thought about it and hesitated: "But, should I ask their opinions?"

After all, there is no guarantee that some girls will not be tired of the life of agents and want to live an ordinary life.

"That makes sense, I thought so too."

Jeno nodded.

At that time, if there are girls who really want to live an ordinary life, he will also give these girls a sum of money. He believes that with the intelligence of these girls, it will not be difficult to make a fortune in a free America.

For example, you can just find a rich, bad old man to marry into a rich family, and then use some means to make the old man die slowly. When the old man kicks his legs, won't the inheritance fall into the hands of your spouse?

Jeno walked down the room and came to the first floor.

Jeno clapped his hands to attract the girls' attention.

"Hey girls, I have a question that needs your answer."

The girls looked at Jeno, waiting for Jeno's question.

"You are free now. There are two paths before you. One is to join the department I established and become an agent of the Skyward Sword Bureau. The other is I will give you a living allowance and let you live freely in Washington."

The girls had different expressions and silently communicated with each other through their eyes.

Which road is better?

Should he join the Tianjian Bureau, where he doesn’t know the details but has a good boss, or should he pursue a free life?
At this time, a girl timidly looked at Jeno and asked, "We won't kill each other to compete for the winner like before, right?"

The latter frowned: "No, of course not."

Ask him to say that the way Red Room trains agents is purely sick, and he is not an anti-human lunatic, not that perverted.

"I join the Tianjian Bureau!"

Natasha immediately took a step forward to make her position clear.

As if the fuse was lit, one girl after another stepped forward and expressed her willingness to join the Tianjian Bureau.

Natasha shrugged:

"We were originally agents, but we just moved to another place to work."

"At least there won't be any rules that require you to kill your companions."

Seeing all the girls expressing their willingness to join the Sword Bureau, Geno nodded with satisfaction and looked at Peggy beside him.

"Peggy, I'll give you a mission. These girls are under your command." Peggy nodded expressionlessly. She had already guessed that Geno was a slacker, and in the end these girls still had to take responsibility for themselves.

The woman greeted the girls:

"Okay girls, follow me, I will take you to see your dormitory."

The girls followed Peggy and left. Before leaving, Natasha did not forget to turn her head and wink at Jeno.

At the same time that Geno harvested the Mao Mei agent.

Berlin.

Mustache is looking up at the map on the wall with his hands behind his back.

He looked dull.

Ever since the Emperor of Japan was defeated after being dragged out of his palace by Jeno, they had lost an important ally.

Geno's feat undoubtedly boosted the morale of the Allied soldiers on the front line, and Mustache would receive dozens of bad news every day when he woke up.

"My dream failed."

Mustache slowly leaned on the sofa slumped.

Maybe it won't be long before those damn allies and furry bears will rush in here to judge him.

"No one can judge me."

Mustache opened the drawer, where there was an exquisite pistol made in Germany.

Gently picking up the handle of the gun and rubbing it, Mustache murmured again: "No one can judge me."

And just when he was about to raise his gun to end his life, the messenger rushed in and said in an excited tone: "Chief! Chief Red Skull has created powerful super soldiers, and now he has led the super soldiers to repel the furry bear. attack!"

"what?!"

The joy came too quickly, and Mustache quickly put the pistol away in the drawer. The original decadent temperament was swept away, and he became energetic again.

The mustache has his hands behind his back and his waist straight.

Despite his calm appearance, he could not conceal his inner excitement: "Schmidt really did not disappoint me, well done!"

As everyone knows, it was he who exiled the Red Skull not long ago.

Then, Mustache said quickly: "Let him come to see me quickly!"

"Also, take our Superman with you, I want to meet him personally!"

Mustache had no intention of committing suicide at this moment. He walked anxiously back and forth in the room, his military boots making a hasty sound on the wooden floor.

"Great, great!"

There was fire in the mustache's eyes.

"Jeno Wilson, and damn America, that damn furry bear!"

"I want you all to tremble under the feet of the great empire!"

Just as Mustache was thinking about the future, the door opened.

Without the human skin mask, the terrifying-looking Red Skull walked into Mustache's room with an expressionless expression.

He wears the Hydra symbol on his collar and wrist.

"Schmidt!"

Mustache nodded proudly, and then stared at the Red Skull's red head with some dissatisfaction.

No matter how you look at this guy, he does not belong to the perfect Aryan image.

This is why Mustache exiled Schmidt.

But the Empire needs his strength now.

So Mustache asked Schmidt patiently: "I heard that you created the Superman of our great empire?"

"where is he?"

The latter smiled slightly and then clapped his hands.

"come in."

Heavy footsteps sounded outside the door, and a tall and muscular figure smashed the door open and stood in front of Mustache.

With a strong body and a huge height of five meters, the Superman of the Empire looks like a mythical giant.

What's even more shocking is that this guy has two pairs of arms.

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(End of this chapter)