Salomon is still in normal shape, but his height of only two meters and very eye-catching weapons still bring unparalleled oppression. Seeing this equipment, Natasha Romanov knew that today's conversation would be difficult, there would be no champagne, bed and joy. Standing in front of her was not Salomon, but the monarch of the Immortal City. His behavior caused the US Navy Navy Operations Office to fail to find that the three aircraft carrier battle groups were lost at the first time. When others found that the chain of command was broken, the three most important nuclear-powered aircraft carriers had disappeared, and two of them had just discovered the wreckage. The investigation is underway, and the news was kept secret, but the White House did not dare to inform the media of the news, for fear that the people (capital) would lose confidence in the country. Latovigna was one of the primary suspects, but because of such actions, the White House's economic sanctions plan on Hungary was delayed.

The preliminary report obtained by Maria Hill shows that many people were penetrated by large-caliber bullets. The military suspected that someone rushed into the Navy command with a large-caliber machine gun that had never been seen on the market, but even so, it still could not explain the penetration and cutting injuries that cut the human body. Forensic and trace inspectors failed to find a reasonable explanation to explain how the blood stains on the walls were formed, nor to explain what the residual gunpowder firing traces were composed of. However, what was even more fatal was the disappearance of a lieutenant general, and no one knew about it.

The entire Ministry of Defense became nervous as the people who captured the lieutenant generals obtained from it, as if they were knocked out by the attack. In addition to some particularly radical hawks, some politicians planned to persuade Congress to increase their investment in the war on terrorism, provided that they found a scapegoat. The military has not yet figured out how the people attacking the aircraft carrier battle group did it, but in any case, Latovinia is particularly suspicious, so many people have focused on this small country in the Balkans and tried to find excuses to start a war.

"You gave Russia the aircraft carrier of the 8th Battle Group? Do you want to trigger a thermal nuclear war?"

"It's just a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier. It's not particularly important to the Immortal City. My main purpose is not to let the White House throw nuclear bombs around, but to make them afraid. Even if they are stunned for a moment, I can stop it if they put their fingers on the button. In comparison, your past is more important." Natasha Romanov saw a mechanical goshawk with a black wire behind his head and turned to look at her, while the owner of the mechanical goshawk was still looking at the brilliant lights of Manhattan in the distance. That place and this neighborhood were like two different worlds. He specially chose this conversation place, as if it was because the conversation was not so upright, and it could even be said to be a little dark.

"The reason you were able to survive until now is because at S.H.E.L.D. was able to withstand pressure from the CIA and the FBI for you. I think this is one of the reasons why you were recruited in Budapest. Your choice is wise. The price of a country in the middle of the country is far more than the value of Black Widow, so you can survive, even if you pick up the dirty work you didn't want to do in the past." He mercilessly uncovered the scars and exposed the wounds to the air. "The Avengers before could do it, but now the Avengers are on the verge of destruction. Are you here to find a new place to stay?"

"You have studied me? I'm not surprised. It sounds like something you can do." She felt that Salomon was looking at herself through the ruby ​​eagle eye. Even so, she still rarely couldn't control her emotions, with some thorns in her tone. "Can't you look at me? Or do you actually don't want to see me, don't want to see someone who has betrayed her country?"

"Natasha, don't say that, if you say that, it will make me sad. You did not betray your motherland, it was Yeltsin and Gorbachev who betrayed you and the great ideal. As long as you are happy, no matter how tight their security is, I can get their heads for you." Salomon turned his head and looked at her. As his body moved, the huge sharp claws suddenly approached. "But this is not important. I am rebuilding it, and I will be enemies of the power to drag the world into the abyss - I would say it in another way that you may be more easily accepted. You just want a place to stay, a place to stay with laughter and no oppression. You visit.

You know what I am doing, and I have invited you many years ago. There will be no one there who knows who you are, and you can also be far away from those bad things - all the vested interests in the world want to kill me because I am hostile to any political form in the world. I will use guns and swords to redistribute the resources of this world and focus it on investment in the future of mankind. I will promote scientific rationality and atheism, and put the end of the future of human society on the stars and seas of racial freedom. They will use all means to slander me and will put a lot of infamy on my head. So, are you still willing to join?"

"Who joins you?"

"Wanda has joined, Pitro is still considering but is about to join, because Maximov is a family after all; Steve Rogers and I have a little disagreement, but he can understand the cruelty of war; Tony Stark's attitude is unclear, but he is likely to stand by because he accepted my kindness. My people will protect the Stark group from emergency requisitions from the White House and the military, and that's the conditions I offered him. Natasha, the world is about to burn, and no one can watch without hesitation."

The sudden knock on the door scared her.

Natasha had already investigated when she walked up the stairs of the apartment. There were only a few elderly old men and women in the apartment. The nearby gang stronghold encountered a fire a few days ago, and the survivors ran away. Now a power vacuum appeared in this neighborhood, but a group of gangsters did not dare to shoot on the street as usual. It was obvious that someone had warned them. In addition, her conversation partner had extraordinary personal physics.

This environment made Natasha Romanov relax a little. The wooden door on the balcony was easily pushed open. She subconsciously raised her gun to aim at the door panel and aimed at the approximate position of the human head. Then she smelled a special fragrance, and then she saw the golden goshawk also soaring into the night sky in the blink of an eye. Salomon walked towards the stairs with a smile, talking to the two old voices in a foreign language with an authentic accent.

Facing the terrifying and exquisite metal claws, the two voices were not afraid.

Natasha saw Salomon reaching her hand behind the door, and the figure under the light moved as if folded paper. She heard the other person's tone full of respect, followed by the baby's vague mutter. After that, Salomon took two plates naturally and joked casually, then closed the door, with the baby's saliva hanging on her face. Until then, she realized that the plate contained meatball pasta and sweet butter burrito. It can be heard from the content of the conversation that the residents here were quite familiar with Salomon, and their curiosity made her start guessing what was going on. She put away her pistol and took out a tissue to wipe Salomon's cheeks, and quietly pulled the distance closer. "You can speak Italian?" she said, "It seems that you are not a casual conversation place. Do you know everyone here?"

Salomon suddenly became talkative and his expression became richer.

"I bought this building from a gangster. The bakery of the eldest son of the Bernardelo family is also a shop I paid for. The youngest son was from a drug rehabilitation center. The newborn baby is also my name. The Bernardelo family is a Sicilian of pure blood. The second generation is the Italian mafia who followed Alcappen during the Prohibition. After they encountered trouble, they entrusted lawyers, and the lawyers came to me for help. They became familiar with each other after a while."
Chapter completed!