"Oh, then what should I call you?"

"Kesina Kabaeva!"

Natasha reported a name, a name that could be found, and the real existence was the identity she used during this mission.

"Is that true..." Russell dropped the pen in his hand and narrowed his eyes to Natasha: "It sounds like a fake name. I thought you would say your name is Natalia!"

This is not Russell's nonsense. He remembers that Natasha's real name was 'Natalia What...'. Romanov was not her real surname, but changed her last name after following her adoptive father. From then on, her official name was 'Natasha Romanov'.

Sure enough, Natasha finally stopped hiding her real name from many years ago. She said decisively: "Where did you get the information? My past has been deleted, and you shouldn't know about it."

Jason strode forward again and punched Natasha in the face. The reason was very simple. Only Russell was qualified to ask questions in this room.

"Jason, don't do this. Agent Romanov relies on his face to make a living. Can you afford to lose if you break it?" Russell scolded Jason loudly, coughed and continued to Natasha: "Answer your question just now, the famous Black Widow, many people know you, you can find it after searching the Internet. There is nothing strange about it."

Natasha snorted and spit out a bloody saliva: "You know the 'Red Room', but you overestimate me. Only the best agent can inherit the title of 'Black Widow', I'm not yet."

"Aren't you a black widow?" Russell looked at Natasha in surprise, as if he had thought of something, and stared at the scars on Natasha's face. As a super agent, Natasha's ability to resist strikes in the future is too poor.

Even if you can't even be beaten, what kind of superhero is it!

Natasha shouldn't be so weak, at least she wouldn't have been swollen on her cheeks and bleeding from her nose when Jason punched her.

unless……

Russell's thoughtful eyes made Natasha shudder, and she had a premonition that she was going to be in trouble.

Sure enough, Russell seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes flashed, he raised his hand and pointed at Natasha, and said coldly: "Beat her!"

Jason stood in front of Natasha without saying a word, and banged left and right with both fists, punching Natasha's face one after another, which soon catalyzed a face with a bruised nose.

The latter was overwhelmed and fainted from pain. His long hair was stuck by blood and fell down one by one.

"So weak, her physique is only stronger than that of an ordinary person, and she has not yet won the title of Black Widow..." Russell curled his lips and smiled, nodded at Jason. Jason understood it and picked up a bucket of ice water and fell down from Natasha's forehead.

Drops of water dripped from her body and gathered on the ground into a large pool. Natasha moaned and woke up from her coma. She opened her eyes hard, her mouth full of fishy and sweet blood, and the burning on her face kept irritating the nerves.

This was very different from the interrogation she had expected. She thought the interrogation room would be in the bedroom, and even if there was no bed, there should be a blanket. But the enemy was terrible and her beauty was useless. If she wanted to escape successfully, she would have to shed a layer of skin.

Russell asked expectantly: "Agent Romanov, have you not been renovated by the Red House?"

Natasha shook her head: "I don't know what you are talking about, and I have never heard of Red House renovating his agents. You misunderstood."

"Isn't it good to ask for trouble and answer my questions honestly?" Russell raised the thunder beast's neck hair and placed it on the ground. The latter walked in front of Natasha in a cat step.

A cat!?

Natasha's face remained unchanged. She looked at the thunder beast under her feet without saying a word, thinking about what breed it was. The cat with a furry all over her body was as if it were static electricity. The blue hair was very strange, and it was probably the product of a gene mutation.

Under Natasha's gaze, Thunder Beast stood in front of the accumulated water, raised her front paws and slapped it into the water. Then, the white light suddenly lit up, and the electric current was introduced into Natasha's body along the accumulated water, making her body swing.

"Crack!!"

“Ahhhh————”

A few crisp sounds of explosive beans came from Natasha. Russell looked at her strangely. Before the interrogation, he had searched. Logically, there should be no place to hide anything, but what happened to the burnt smell.

The Thunder Beast lighted for five seconds and gently raised his paws. After Natasha gasped for a while, she pressed her paws against the accumulated water. After five repeated calls, Natasha rolled her eyes and spit out blue smoke and completely fell into a coma.

I don’t know if it was Russell’s illusion, but Natasha seemed to have lost something, and the water on the ground became more abundant.

Russell picked up the thunder beast, stroked it twice and put it back on the table, came to Natasha, pressed it on her five fingers... and began to recite the spell.

Slavery spell!

A normal person who has not been strengthened and has superhero qualifications, please do not want to be in vain if you send him to your door.

Blood dripped, Natasha's mental power was extremely repulsive to Russell, and her slavery skills failed.

The second attempt to enslave skills was similar but still failed.

The third time...

"Thunder beast, electric her!"

“Wait ~~”

"Crack!!!"

"Uh...ah! Uh, um, ah~~~"
Chapter completed!