[Comprehensive British and American] Hydra economic chief

little sherlock holmes

New residents moved in next door, and Sherlock knew at first glance that this was another hegemony of his brother.

The not-so-young middle-aged man knocked on the door of 221B the next morning, and the thin and thin figure that seemed to have only bones left made the kind-hearted Mrs. Hudson keep talking.

Sherlock drove away the landlady who came to show her care, and walked to his exclusive seat and sat down: "Noble, old and stereotyped wizard family, youngest son, three cousins, elder brother of inheritance, tsk tsk." Sherlock exaggerated The expression stood up, "Blake of pure blood glory, hiss, who got you out of the lake of corpses."

Regulus looked at him calmly, not intending to expose the truth he already knew.

Not seeing the expected reaction, Sherlock slumped and sat down on the sofa: "Bored, what did the fat man ask you to do? You can knock down the weak and fragile wizard with just one push, and I don't know who will protect whom."

Still speechless.

Thinking about taking Wendy away, that idiot might use a team to restrict his freedom, Sherlock regretfully gave up this idea.Watson has a family and children, so he lacks a labor force. Speaking of which, Mr. Black came in time.

With the long years in Infernal Lake, Regulus' originally quiet and easy-going temperament became more tolerant.The unbearable Sherlock was to him very much like the Sirius who spent his youth recklessly in Gryffindor.

When he saw that Grimmauld Square, which used to come and go, had become a decayed look, and those unseemly wizards of the Order of the Phoenix made his home so miserable, he was full of resentment and anger towards Sirius , how could he...

Later, he lived in that cold and lonely house for a period of time, and slowly, his anger towards his brother faded away. He just came back from such a lively temperament and saw that the place where his childhood and his parents and family were carried changed. If so, it will be sad.

And the existence of Sherlock seems to make him imagine the same self, with loving parents, respectful brothers and sisters.Bella wouldn't be crazy, her parents wouldn't be stubborn, Sirius could...

The good-tempered Regulus has always followed Sherlock silently, stepped forward when he called him, pulled him behind when he was in danger, and recovered quickly when he lost his temper and hit the wall, making Xia Locke Locke easily accepted this capable companion.

The special nature of the UK makes the citizens here unsurprisingly open to same-sex topics. After losing the conversation between Watson and Sherlock, Mrs. Hudson quickly unified the alliance with the neighbor's landlady.

Sherlock, who lacked the string in his mind, automatically blocked Mrs. Hudson's noise. As for the lonely and loveless Mr. Black, his face remained expressionless for the time being.

Time passed with the sound of the inspector stepping back and forth going up the stairs. Sherlock, who was used to Regulus, went out again with bodyguards and thugs. Wouldn't your conscience ache if the year-old child was left alone at home?

The next day, Christine and Rumlow, who came to pick up Ebner, went upstairs early. For the first time, there was no pungent chemical smell in Sherlock's kitchen, and Mrs. Hudson, the owner of the house, was dreamily holding Maiden Heart stood by the kitchen.

Christine gestured to the nosy landlady with puzzled eyes, and Mrs. Hudson, who was worried that she could not find anyone to share her eagerness to move, quickly explained the cause of the incident.

In the scuffle last night, in order to protect Sherlock, Regulus was beaten by a gun in the distance, even after taking the potion, the man was still lying down with force.Mrs. Hudson here is talking to Christine with interest, and Sherlock over there is still carefully observing the dosage of the water with a measuring cup.

After complaining to Christine, Mrs. Hudson went to the next door. Christine looked at Sherlock's closed door and Sherlock who was concentrating on cooking, and smiled with interest. What a marriage God is destined, the two people who had nothing to do with each other are now a couple, and Aunt Moxi is half relieved.

big sherlock holmes

The retired former secret service chief of the British government licked his stomach and sat in front of the fireplace and ate dessert comfortably. He didn’t need to lose weight for the Queen’s face, and he didn’t need to drink Snape’s “ecstasy” slimming potion. The rich milk is sweet and sweet The sweetness melted in his mouth, and the lazy sun shone on his body along the window in front of him.

The troubling younger siblings have all been taken back, and the cub has grown up, and Mycroft seems to feel that the hairline that has tortured him for most of his life has miraculously moved forward by a few inches.

In the evening, a cheerful and fat man started his serious career after retirement.

In a bustling part of the streets of London, a modern version of a fortune-telling shop is extremely popular, and the front door is not crowded, but it is almost the same

There was a buzzing sound from outside.

"What are you asking?"

"Career, what about you?"

"Ask my dad what disease he has. I managed to grab today's ticket. By the way, the gentleman on the left, what do you want to go in and ask the master."

A depressed man on the left raised his head: "I want to ask why my wife wants to divorce."

The agents who acted as waiters dutifully shouted hello at the door, and the people who came out were either overjoyed or sad or expressionless.

"No. 10, No. 10, is No. 10 here?"

The depressed man responded immediately: "Come, come." He walked in amidst the envy of everyone.

"Master, I..."

"Your wife was bullied by your good brother, she didn't dare to tell you, okay, next one."

Before the man could react, he was taken out by the waiter in a daze.

As soon as the lady in number 11 sat down, Mycroft glanced at her directly: "Your youngest son was killed by the second son, and your eldest daughter helped."

"what!"

Mycroft, who was too lazy to explain, waved his hand, and the 'waiter' next to him immediately stepped forward, and the richly dressed lady came back to her senses and yelled: "What a bad master, you're just a liar, I'm going to the trade union to sue you..." Barabara's Being dragged away from the small gate.

No. 100 was over soon, and as soon as he closed the door here, Sherlock, who came from the street with anger, stood in front of him.

"You actually stole my business!" According to the incidence of cases in London, it is impossible for his clients to decrease as in the past two months. It turned out that it was the fat man who did it.

"It's just a matter of ability to eat." Mycroft straightened his suit calmly, and left in the special car of retired British cadres with his head held high.

On the quiet street, there was only a tall curly-haired man left: "Ha, wait and see!" Sherlock shook off his windbreaker and left with a hanging face.

On the third day, the store next door to Mycroft was taken down and renovated with great fanfare.

Christine and Rumlow's First Beginning

After pretentiously hooking up with the little girl, Rumlow's mood was soaring. Every day in the base, he hugged the little girl to show his affection, stealing a corner where no one was around. My dear Christine was out of breath, and her body was so weak that she couldn't exert herself. in his arms.

Rumrosa asked vaguely, "When will you move to my place?"

Christine looked up pretending not to know: "What are you doing there?"

"What do you think?" The man who was about to suffocate his anger moved closer to her body, letting her feel how hard it was to suppress herself.

"Oh, can't hold it anymore? But I'm underage." Christine said distressedly.

"What's the difference, this is Hydra." There is no place for the rule of law at all.

"So, now?"

Rumlow sucked her hard, and waited to ease the unsightly place.He took Christine and went to her residence, packed all the things in a big bag, and took Christine in one hand, and walked to his room with the things in the other.

The field team members on the road winked knowingly, and Rumlow generously let them watch. The inner drama was probably: a bunch of weak chickens, who didn't even have the face to make a fuss about a woman.

Christine lowered her head and twitched the corners of her lips, shyly silent and letting others make fun of her.

In the evening, Rumlow, who went to patrol the periphery, is coming back soon, even though Christine is somewhat prepared for what is about to happen, he is still drumming in his heart.

Rumlow's room in the base is about 50 square meters, and the small one-bedroom and one living room can't avoid people at all. Hearing the voice outside the door, Christine resisted the urge to get under the covers and didn't want to face him.

Armed and with a strong hormonal aura, her boyfriend was extremely charming. Rumlow shocked her maliciously and got into the bathroom.The men's battle bath was not unpleasant. In less than 5 minutes, the bandits came out naked and wearing nightgowns.

Christine tilted her head and looked at her own welfare naturally. She has a strong figure, tight chest muscles, broad shoulders and tight waist, and nodded in self-affirmation. Her vision is as good as ever.

The dim yellow desk lamp brewed an ambiguous atmosphere, kissed, touched, and the two slowly fell to the big bed in the middle. The man's talent and skills are probably self-taught in this respect, let alone older than Christine The multi-year-old Rumlow will not be a novice either.

Skillfully undressing and undressing, the two faced each other. After a pleasant night, the biggest difference between a man with a girlfriend and a bachelor is that a full man does not know a hungry man.

The daily evening exercise made the 17-year-old girl miserable, and she used some tricks to make someone who knew the taste of the marrow was sent out.By the time the wolf who was very hungry outside came back, the culprit had already gone to school.

Rumlow rubbed his chin and smiled. He could still run away with the food on the plate, and the plane immediately turned around and flew to the United States.

Christine who just finished class: "..."

Rumlow, who hadn't had time to tidy up, took the book from Christine's arms with a bearded face, pulled the person into his arms, and swore sovereignty to some people in front of him who wanted to poach the wall before their hair was fully grown. Christine didn't care and cooperated with her man.

There is only a heartbroken boy's heart behind him.

#Goddess' taste is really different#

The author has something to say: The extra episode is over, thank you readers for your support along the way.