Moscow - Arbat Street

Agent Blaise finished his day's work, untied himself, changed out of his neat suit and put on casual clothes.

I looked at my watch and it was still early.

The sun sets, the night becomes hazy, the streets are crowded with people, and people who have been bored all day are officially starting to relax.

Blaise drove to an underground bar with ease. He parked the car, took out the key, unlocked the door and walked in.

In the bar, the music was deafening, the lights were brilliant, and people were dancing wildly in groups of three or five in the middle of the dance floor.

Blaise often comes to this bar to relax. As a SHIELD agent, he has a special identity and it is difficult for him to have a calm and stable relationship on weekdays. So his purpose today is to come here to have a beautiful encounter with a lady that is not about love but about sex.

\"Hi! Handsome.\"

As soon as Blaise sat down, someone started talking to him. He turned his head and saw it was a woman.

She is tall and hot, with purple-red hair casually scattered, delicate makeup on her face, enchanting red lips, moving eyes, and a charming look.

High heels, black stockings, fishnet stockings, and a strap on one side of her plump legs add a unique and seductive charm to her.

The beautiful and charming woman in front of me is so dazzling that it is impossible to ignore her.

\"Hello.\"

Blaise smiled and nodded. He was always very gentlemanly towards beautiful women who approached him actively.

Unexpectedly, such a beauty was interested in him. Blaise invited her to sit next to him amid the hostile gazes of the men around him.

The two had a pleasant conversation. After Blaise found out that the other person's name was Rosalia, he took the initiative to buy her a drink.

Rosalia readily agreed. She raised the champagne in her hand and clinked it with Blaise.

\"The beauty is so straightforward!\"

Blaise smiled and took a sip of his whiskey.

\"I like to talk to people who are happy.\"

\"Haha!\" Rosalia chuckled twice, \"Then can you tell me your name?\"

\"My name is Uzi.\" Blaise used his fake name outside.

\"Okay! Mr. Uzi, thank you for your cooperation!\"

Rosalia put her hands on the table to support her head. She looked Blaise in the eyes: "I kind of like you, Mr. Uzi."

Hearing this, Blaise was stunned. He opened his mouth and said, "What?"

\"I said, I fell in love with your body at first sight.\"

The woman leaned forward slightly, and her slightly hoarse voice seduced people invisibly: "Don't you think it's a bit hot here?"

\"Well......\"

Blaise was stunned. This sentence was too direct and he was a little overwhelmed.

He has been in S.H.I.E.L.D. for many years, always doing clerical work. His body management can only be considered mediocre, and he is also a bit old. Fortunately, he is gentle and polite, and is very modest towards ladies. He has always been more active in the past.

Today was the first time that Blaise met such a hot and passionate beauty, and he was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Rosalia chuckled, hooked her finger at Blaise, stood up and walked deeper into the bar.

Blaise knew what was there. In order to satisfy the hormonal men and women, this bar had many very hidden rooms at the other end of the dance floor.

He stood up and followed Rosalia.

Rosalia approached a wooden carved door, and when she pushed it open she looked back and smiled.

When Blaise saw this scene, he couldn't help but swallow. He walked over and pushed open the door, and it was dark inside.

suddenly.

A huge force grabbed his neck and dragged him inside.

The door was closed and the harsh lights came on.

"Hi~ Blaise."

A young man was sitting on the bed, looking at him with a smile.

When the other party called out his real name, Blaise knew that this was a conspiracy specifically targeting him, and he jumped in unprepared.

"What do you want? Money? I'll give it to you. I'll cooperate."

Blaise pulled his wallet out of his pocket, took out all the cash inside and placed it on the bed.

\"Blaze, you are really smart, but we are not short of money.\"

The man sitting on the bed had a playful smile.

\"Then you guys...\"

Blaise looked around vigilantly, he wanted to escape from here.

\"Blaze, don't be afraid. We have no ill intentions, we just want to ask you for a small favor.\"

The man spoke.

Blaise heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this. He looked at the other party and asked in confusion: "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to tell me the execution key for the Moscow SHIELD branch."

The man said seriously.

\"What?!\"

Blaise was shocked. "What? Are you kidding me? I'm just a Level 5 secret agent, a civilian. Only Level 8 or higher black box agents have the right to view the execution key. How could I possibly know that?"

"Oh~BlaiseBlaise, of course we know."

The young man came up to him with a smile and whispered something in his ear.

"Hail hydra."

[Long Live Hydra]

Blaise's expression suddenly changed. He stared at the person in front of him warily, angry and surprised: "Do you know what you are talking about? I am from S.H.I.E.L.D."

"puff."

The young man laughed out loud. He pulled Blaise up from the ground and brushed the dust off his clothes.

"Okay, I don't want to waste time talking. It was Aokai who asked us to contact you."

Okay is the team leader of the Moscow SHIELD field operations team. Strictly speaking, he and Blaise are colleagues who have nothing to do with each other.

Rosalia pulled out a small box and threw it at Blaise.

"Okey asked you to put the execution key in."

Blaise took the box and looked at it. The timid and uneasy look on his face disappeared in an instant. He glanced at Rosalia and the young man, tugged at his shirt, pulled off the crooked tie and threw it on the ground.

"How come I've never seen you, Okay people?"

Blaise, a Level 5 agent of SHIELD, is an ordinary middle-aged man, but in fact he is a Hydra spy who has been hiding in SHIELD for many years.

On the surface, he is a diligent office clerk, but in fact he has transferred a lot of internal information from SHIELD to HYDRA over the years. The Okay mentioned by this couple is his superior in HYDRA.

The thing Rosalia gave him was not an ordinary box, it was the switch to open the execution key of SHIELD in Moscow.

What they call the execution key is not a password, but actually a data hard drive. Except using this box, once anyone opens the hard drive by other means and wants to read the contents, the program in the hard drive will automatically clear all the data.

"I'm Tartaglia, Oka is dead."

"died?"

Blaise frowned.

He was a little surprised when he heard the answer: "Why don't I know?"

"Phil Coulson has found some helpers. They are secretly cleaning out Hydra in SHIELD. Okay was involved in the incident this morning. Gal and Chester are with him."

"I remember the news...I informed you this morning."

Tartaglia stopped throwing rose petals on the bed out of boredom, and Rosalia stopped fiddling with the dagger in her hand. They both looked at Blaise in front of them.

Rosalia stroked the sharp blade of the dagger, her red lips moving slightly as she spoke:

"You just said, you... don't know?"

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

At this moment, Blaise felt unprecedented pressure from these two people, a feeling unique to Hydra.

It was... chaos, madness, and the fear of death.

These two people.

The 'snake' flavor is too pure.

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