Marvel Plane Merchant

Wang Ji was full of ambition and got Gu Bei's approval. He happily left the steward's hall.

He must do a good job in taking over the job of the 1st Street gang, not to claim credit in front of Gu Bei, but for the sake of the Hong Gang brothers who were tricked.

Wang Ji wants to drive all these homeless dogs out of the casino.

He will get things organized now so that when the time comes, he won't be in a hurry.

Moreover, Wang Ji has high expectations for the helpers Gu Bei mentioned. Is there someone of Natasha's level?

However, Wang Ji was disappointed at this point. The people who came were just ordinary people who had been threatened by Gu Bei to work.

Gu Bei looked down upon them, but in fact, their strength was quite good among ordinary people.

Gu Bei greeted Uncle Rong, and the two went to the practice room. After a while, John and Natasha came back, and Gu Bei had something to explain.

John and Natasha took care of John's gunshot wound midway and waited for almost two hours before returning to the practice room.

In the practice room, Gu Bei had been checking Natasha's physical data on the computer. When the two came back, Gu Bei closed the computer. He smiled at Natasha and said, "Do you have anything to tell us?"

Natasha looked at Gu Bei's smiling face and felt that Gu Bei was so calm, as if he had everything under control.

She took a deep breath. Regardless of whether Gu Bei had grasped everything or not, she had to say the next words.

"Can I tell you my story?"

Gu Bei stretched out his hand and motioned Natasha to sit down, "It's an honor."

Natasha's eyes were melancholy, as if she recalled all kinds of things in the past. Some things made her painful, but there were also a few memories that made her happy.

"When I was very young, I was trained as a spy by an organization in the Soviet Union called the Red Room. What I experienced every day was nothing but training. Until I was good enough, the organization started asking me to do various tasks. Whether it was a mission, whether it was killing people or stealing secrets, I completed them all perfectly."

"But, gradually, I discovered that my memory had been tampered with."

Natasha's eyes sharpened, "I began to no longer trust anyone. I felt that the whole world was fake. Especially I was full of fear of my commander. He is the person who has the greatest chance of tampering with my memory."

"I began to become confused and didn't even know who I was. Is the Natasha in my memory really me? I began to think this way. I began to doubt myself. At the same time, the organization arranged for me to work as a spy for a long time. , finally I broke down."

"I was arranged to steal the technical documents of Stark Arms Company in the United States, but I failed and left the organization."

"I don't know what I should do. I just still follow the task assigned to me by the organization and approach Stark Arms Company."

The above is Natasha's simple statement about her life. It is not very impassioned, but it can give people a clear understanding of Natasha's heavy first half of her life.

Gu Bei said, "So do you hate the red house?"

Natasha shook her head, "I don't have any hatred, I just want to get my memory back."

Gu Bei said, "Don't worry, you will get it back. This is my promise to you. If you still have resentment towards the Red House, I will destroy it."

Natasha looked at Gu Bei and blinked, as if she had never been treated like this before. This was the warmth of a family member.

"Natasha."

"Welcome to join the Hong Gang."

Gu Bei said these words with a smile, "I originally wanted to hold a party for you, but after thinking about it, I decided not to. The Hong Gang doesn't have such rules. Just have a few drinks in the evening."

Natasha felt that she was home.

In the practice room, Uncle Rong had two-year-old Lafite brought to him, and Qingdao Junsheng, the four of them had a hearty drink.

The happiest person was Natasha, who felt at home for the first time.

The second happiest person was John. His dependence on his family was no worse than Natasha's.

Then there was Uncle Rong who had a few drinks with the young man.

In the end, I organized this cocktail party, but I kept thinking about things.