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Natasha pushed open the door and stepped out into a pitch-black corridor. She stared at the figure trying to hide itself in the shadows.

"Yelena Belova, there's no need to hide anymore, your heart is pounding like thunder."

When her name was called, Yelena, hiding in the shadows, remained unmoved, holding her breath and gripping the piece of iron in her hand tightly—her only weapon.

She didn't care who the enemy was or what would happen to the captured female trainees. All she wanted was to capture the enemy leader and use him to buy her a chance to escape.

The Winter Soldier were too powerful and numerous, so this was the only way she could think of. Although the leader must have had outstanding bodyguards, it was definitely more likely to win than fighting twenty Winter Soldier.

Natasha stretched her limbs slightly, then suddenly drew her sidearm from her waist. Yelena's pupils constricted at the sight, and as the gun was pointed at her, she rolled several times to the side.

Embarrassingly, Natasha didn't fire the gun. Instead, she placed it on the ground and kicked it far down the corridor with her heel.

"What do you mean?" Yelena stood up and glanced discreetly at the pistol in the distance.

Natasha didn't say anything, but beckoned to Yelena. Seeing that the latter was still on guard, she suddenly stepped forward and accelerated.

It was incredibly fast. Yelena only heard the gust of wind rushing through the darkness. She bent over and rolled several times, arriving at the spot where Natasha had just been standing. However, the moment she stood up, Natasha had already accelerated to her side and lashed out with a powerful, whip-like kick.

Snap!

Yelena raised her hand to block, but a tremendous force spread from her arm throughout her body. Her chest tightened, her breath caught in her throat, and she was kicked away. As if she had been prepared, she twisted her body before landing, quickly rolled on the ground to dissipate the force, and scrambled to her feet.

She was met with another heavy kick. Although she had a keen sense of instinct and her timing for blocking was not too late, she was still sent flying and crashed into the wall.

Bang!

Yelena fell to the ground, her arms and back throbbing with pain as if they were about to break. She gritted her teeth and stood up, trying to regulate her breathing to suppress the pain.

So strong!

The leader's bodyguard was more difficult to deal with than expected. Despite being a woman, she was not only fast but also incredibly strong, leaving the leader with no chance to even swing her sharp blade.

Thinking of the woman, and then of all the strange things that had happened tonight, Yelena carefully examined Natasha in the dim light, a look of understanding flashing in her eyes. "No wonder you were able to find this place, it turns out it was you, the traitor, who led the way, Natasha Romanoff!"

"Oh, you know me?" Natasha exclaimed in surprise. Had the Red Room's secrecy fallen so low that even her junior knew her name?

Yelena said coldly, "Of course, you are my role model. Many instructors have mentioned you. You were meant to be the Black Widow."

"Really? You're this amazing?" Natasha twirled her hair with her hand. "Forgive me for not noticing earlier, after all... you're so weak!"

"Hmph! Don't be too smug, I've already broken all the records you left behind!"

"That's really surprising..." Natasha's expression gradually turned serious as she realized that this outstanding junior was not cute at all.

Yelena's eyes flashed, and she suddenly threw the sharp iron piece in her palm. She had planned this attack for a long time and was confident that she would not fail.

A cold, sharp light flashed, and in an instant, it appeared in front of Natasha. The cold light reflected in its pupils. She didn't move her feet, but slightly turned her head and dodged it.

The metal plate embedded itself in the wooden wall behind her. Yelena took a quick step and rushed to Natasha's side. She then lowered her body, kneeling on the ground, and slid on her knees to dodge the long leg that was about to kick her face.

She shifted her position, sprang up, and kicked Natasha in the neck. At the same time, she stretched out her body in mid-air and reached out to retrieve the metal plate from the wall.

With a gleaming blade in her hand, Yelena's body twisted and turned like that of a world-class gymnast, completing an extremely complex aerial maneuver before stabbing the metal piece into the back of Natasha's neck.

Natasha quickly swayed her upper body, raised her hand, and firmly grasped Yelena's slender hand. Then, she elbowed Yelena in the abdomen, took a step forward, and used the explosive force to throw Yelena over her shoulder.

Yelena fell heavily to the ground, and when she got up, she felt as if all the bones in her body were about to fall apart.

"Stop struggling, your attacks pose no threat to me whatsoever." Natasha chuckled. Her junior was quite strong, on par with her back then, but now she was no match for her.

A sly glint flashed in Yelena's eyes. "Idiot, you were never my target from the beginning."

As she spoke, she suddenly turned around and rushed into the monitoring room next to her. Her previous actions were all feints, all for this moment.

"Wait, inside..." Natasha raised her hand to stop her, but Yelena's figure had already disappeared inside the door. She could only withdraw her hand and brush her hair back. "Why are you so desperate? Wouldn't it be better to play with me? There are beasts in there!"

As Yelena stepped into the monitoring room, her heart skipped a beat; there were more people in the room than she had expected.

Earlier in the corridor, she held her breath and listened to her breathing and heartbeat. She discovered that there was only one person in the monitoring room. She guessed that he was the leader of the Winter Soldier squad, the kind of person who was not very capable, only good at commanding battles, and needed his subordinates to protect him.

The appearance of Natasha wasn't surprising to her; it was normal for a frail team leader to be accompanied by a powerful bodyguard. Besides, Natasha was stronger than her; not being able to hear her breathing or heartbeat only meant that Natasha herself was incompetent.

But... why are there two extra people in the room?

Is the leader of these noobs really that afraid of death?

Yelena's eyes swept across the crowd quickly. A friendly-looking Asian youth was the source of her heartbeat, confirming he was indeed the weakling leader; a cold-faced white man with a stoic expression and piercing gaze that sent chills down her spine was definitely someone she didn't want to mess with; and then there was a masked, dazed man with lifeless eyes who looked like a Deadman, utterly devoid of life...

Yelena had already accelerated, and the unexpected situation inside the house made it impossible for her to stop. She charged straight at Jason, who was blocking her way.

Pfft!

To Yelena's surprise, she intended to stab Jason with the metal dagger to force Jason to move aside, but he didn't react at all, even after the metal dagger pierced his neck.

They were so close that Yelena's hair stood on end. She placed her hand on Jason's chest but couldn't feel a heartbeat. He really was Deadman.

Jason: (._.)

Yelena: (゜ー゜)

The eyes are moving; a living Deadman!

Yelena's heart started racing uncontrollably. Seeing Jason just staring at her quietly, she suddenly realized something.

She's not even afraid of the living, so why should she be Deadman, especially a Deadman who won't fight back!

Thinking this, she dodged around Jason, and upon confirming that he wasn't chasing after her, she was overjoyed. Looking again at the cold, expressionless Bucky blocking her way, she knew without a doubt that this expressionless man, devoid of heartbeat and breath, was also Deadman.

Yelena thrust out the iron dagger, preparing to do it again, slicing open Bucky's neck as well.

Snap!

Bucky grabbed the metal shard aimed at him with his mechanical arm. Because of the long sleeves and gloves, he looked no different from an ordinary person, except that he was a bit thicker.

Yelena tried twice but couldn't pull the metal piece out, so she had to let go and step back. Then she heard a squeaking sound of metal twisting.

Bucky, his face cold, crumpled the metal sheet into a ball, then swung it so hard it shattered a surveillance screen. Then, his mechanical arm clenched its fist and brought it crashing down with a whooshing sound.

He knew that Yelena's performance pleased Russell, and that he would have a new colleague, so he accepted the punch and gave Yelena time to dodge.

Boom!!

The robotic arm slammed into the ground, creating a deep crater, with debris flying everywhere.

Yelena felt a chill run down her spine and raised Bucky's danger level to the maximum. She quickly stepped back, realizing she was too close to the dangerous man.

Bucky snorted and stepped in front of Yelena as she retreated. His mechanical arm pressed down on her shoulder, and his right uppercut struck Yelena's abdomen.

The speed was too fast; everything happened in the blink of an eye. Yelena didn't even have time to make a defensive move. A sharp pain spread throughout her body. After landing, she clutched her stomach, curled up like a lobster, her mouth agape, unable to utter a single sound.

Bucky showed no mercy, grabbing Yelena by the hair and lifting her off the ground. At that moment, Natasha walked over and kicked his arm away.

Natasha said coldly, "What's wrong, Chief Instructor? Are you trying to save face for your incompetent subordinates?"

Bucky retorted, "Don't try to frame me. I was just teaching her a lesson. She was just about to attack her superior."

"What a joke, does she even have the ability?"

"Even having a motive is unacceptable!"

Seeing that the two men were getting hostile and it looked like they were about to start a fight, Russell waved his hand and told them to step aside.

"Bucky, you'll never find a girlfriend if you keep acting like this!" Russell remarked, looking at Yelena convulsing on the ground. Bucky had no manners at all, unlike him, who never hit women.

"Boss, you're right. I think so too. He'll either stay single for the rest of his life or find a man to spend the rest of his life with," Natasha added.

Bucky remained silent with a dark expression, thinking to himself that things were different after sleeping with someone; the favoritism was far too obvious.

Russell looked down at Yelena, the second Black Widow after Natasha, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old. She had long, light blonde hair, a slightly immature appearance, and cold eyes, lacking the deadly charm that Black Widow should have, but she was undeniably beautiful.

"Take her with you. Once the mission is over, have the soldiers clean up the scene so that no one can tell that Super Soldier fought there."

With the second-generation Black Widow in hand, Russell was able to cultivate another fighting force, but he was a little disappointed.

It was supposed to be two beautiful women fighting, but the scene I expected didn't happen. I didn't see hair-pulling, face-scratching, biting, or clothes-tearing. Thumbs down!

Under the cover of night, five trucks returned fully loaded, leaving behind an empty house and the cold corpses guarding it.

Russell didn't set fire to the place and turn it into ruins. He planned to come back and harvest it again in two years. Although it was unlikely that the KGB would not have moved away by then, Russell had his eye on these Spider-Man. Before the KGB disintegrated, he would harvest them as many times as possible.

Eating without working... cough cough, picking fruit feels so good!