146 The Taste of a Female Spy is Really Not Bad!

Natasha is truly a professional spy trained by the Red Room.

In just over ten seconds, she had come up with a preliminary plan.

After hearing her explanation, Russell nodded in satisfaction.

Professional spies were truly something else!

Natasha's plan wasn't overly complicated. In simple terms, she intended to shift the blame for her kidnapping entirely onto Grendel.

Strictly speaking, it was indeed Grendel who had acted on his own to kidnap her.

She planned to use Grendel's attempt to extract classified S.H.I.E.L.D. information from her as an excuse to make his kidnapping seem reasonable.

As for how she managed to escape from Grendel, she had thought of a reason for that as well.

Grendel had attempted to use a symbiote to possess her, manipulating her to return to the S.H.I.E.L.D. base and become an undercover spy hidden within the organization.

If executed properly, whether it was Grendel's motive for kidnapping her or how she managed to come back alive, there would be plausible reasons.

The only trouble was that to make these explanations seem credible, she needed a symbiote to cooperate.

More importantly, the symbiote responsible for cooperating with her would fall into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s hands again.

Although losing a symbiote meant a loss, Russell didn't mind it at all.

Leaving aside the fact that the Justice League headquarters already had nine second-generation symbiotes.

If that wasn't enough, he could have Grendel split more symbiotes.

For the massive Grendel, there was no issue in continuously producing more symbiotes.

"As you already have a plan, follow your plan."

"I'll provide you with the symbiotes you need."

Russell looked at Natasha, whose hair still had some water droplets, and spoke slowly.

"Alright, sir!"

Natasha quickly responded.

"Don't call me sir, call me mister or Russell, that's fine."

Russell wasn't very fond of being called "sir".

Although it had a certain feel to it, the term "sir" brought to mind the military and governmental institutions.

"Understood, mister!"

Natasha didn't hesitate at all, immediately changing her address.

"You can stay here for the next few days. I'll arrange symbiotes to cooperate with your plan in a few days."

Russell's gaze fell upon Natasha's exquisite and alluring face.

Then, it moved down her slender neck.

Despite Natasha wearing casual clothes that couldn't highlight her curvaceous figure as well, for Russell, experienced in the art of tea tasting, it was no problem to infer specific details about Natasha's body through the less noticeable curves.

Not to mention, he had also witnessed Natasha in her tight combat suit.

"The Red Room must have taught you how to please male targets. Let me see."

Russell said seriously.

"Sure!"

Natasha stood up directly, swaying her waist like a water snake. She walked towards Russell with catwalk-like steps.

...

The taste of a female spy is really not bad!

Originally, Russell had only planned to check Natasha's progress in his office.

However, he didn't expect that Natasha had learned much more than he had imagined.

To better assess Natasha's progress, he brought her to his rarely used room.

Noon of the next day.

Russell opened his eyes and pulled his right hand from Natasha's embrace.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Natasha sleeping beside him.

Sensing that he was awake, Natasha slowly opened her sleepy eyes, parted her red lips, and used a soft, alluring voice to say, "Good morning, mister~"

"It's already noon, time to get up!"

Looking at Natasha, who exposed over half of her delicate shoulders and was covered by a thin blanket, Russell spoke slowly.

"You were going to check my progress in studying, but are you not planning to inspect the part that woke up in the morning?"

Natasha looked at Russell with her large, expressive eyes while her slender, white hand ventured beneath the blanket, tracing along Russell's body.

"Well, let's check that part too then!"

...

A little over an hour later, after enjoying a professional massage from Natasha in the bathroom, Russell and Natasha changed into fresh clothes and left the room.

In the dining hall, they saw Hulk relishing his meal.

Hulk was wearing a custom-fitted Justice League uniform, devouring the food in front of him with large bites.

As he shoveled the high-calorie, high-sugar food into his mouth, Hulk occasionally grabbed the small keg he carried and drank from it.

Seeing Russell enter the dining hall, Hulk excitedly raised his hand and waved twice.

Then, Hulk's attention turned to Natasha, who was following behind Russell.

Natasha was now dressed in a Justice League uniform, appearing like a secretary following behind Russell.

Hulk didn't know Natasha and had never dealt with Natasha before.

But for some reason, after seeing Natasha, Hulk thought that Natasha looked like she fit his aesthetic.

Hulk liked this woman!

Hulk came up with this answer in his heart.

At the same time he came up with the answer, his big, strong and incomparably big heart couldn't help but beat a few times faster.

Although there were quite a few empty seats in the restaurant, after seeing that Hulk was eating his lunch, Russell thought of nothing else and brought Natasha to sit in front of Hulk.

Then, he ordered a few words to the service robot in the restaurant.

"Hulk, you should recognize it, so I won't introduce you!"

Russell said to Natasha first.

Only when Natasha nodded in response did he say to Hulk, "Her name is Natasha, a former S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who is now ... my assistant and secretary."

"She won't be living in Justice League for a while, she's going back to S.H.I.E.L.D. as a spy."

"If you meet her outside, remember to pretend you don't recognize her."

Although Hulk didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, since Russell had instructed him so, he would obediently do as he was told.

It was true that Hulk was not as smart as Banner, but there was one thing he was better than Banner, and that was that he would do whatever Russell said.

After eating lunch in the restaurant and promising Hulk that he would teach him new fighting techniques next time, Russell left the restaurant with Natasha and went to the "dormitory" of the second generation symbiotes.

The dormitory was actually a laboratory at the headquarters.

In order to ensure that these second generation symbiotes would not hang up due to the lack of a host, No.3 arranged a completely vacuumed box for them and locked them in.

After arriving at the lab, Russell asked No.3 to release one of the symbiotes.

Through the "Absolute Command", he had this black slime-like symbiote come to the lab table.

After the symbiote jumped onto the experimental platform of its own accord, Russell said to No. 3, "Turn on the monitoring and testing equipment, and record the experimental process and data."

"Yes, sir!"

At the same time as No. 3's mechanical synthesized voice sounded, Russell's right hand surged with negative energy like black and white flames.

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