Chapter 291 (1/2)

The delicate handwriting above, you can see that it was recorded by a woman, one by one recording the process of Peggy's mission...It can be said that it is a task schedule.

”This is...” Peggy's body became weaker and weaker, and she vaguely remembered what she promised someone...

”On November 15, 1944, it was cloudy and cloudy. Agent Carter followed the Roaring Commando to capture a secret stronghold in Hydra. After the battle started, Agent Carter broke into the base first and subdued the Germans armed with guns. Fifteen people...”

”November 20th, 1944, sunny, Agent Carter...”

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”In 1945, March 21st, Xiaoyu, Agent Carter...”

”Honey, believe me, I can explain...” Carter's legs are all weak...According to the things recorded in this little notebook, she is probably getting embarrassed these days.

”Well, I'm waiting for your explanation. Baby, trust me... I will be patient and listen to your explanation on X!” Zhou Ye said, bending over, carrying Carter directly to her shoulders and facing her Go to the dormitory...

”I don't know if I don't look at these things. It turns out that our agent Carter is so brave, and he is almost catching up with Superman. How do you think I should reward you? Peggy baby!?” Zhou Ye said as he said. Walking.

”At least...” Carter has been at least a long time, but he can't say anything, because the things recorded in the notebook are true...At this time, she should be like a shrew, yelling, you actually sent someone Watch me?

No, no, Carter is pretty sure, if you do this, you will die even worse...

”Well, at least let me prepare something to eat...” Peggy didn't want to be starved to death... The punishment is punishment, at least the punishment is better than the hungry stomach.

Zhou Ye was almost amused by Carter's words, ”Don't worry, you will never be hungry. I'm afraid that when the time comes, you will be unable to eat...”

”Do not……”

Following Carter’s mournful cry, her room door was closed. It is said that after the Victory Day celebration, Agent Carter did not show up for a whole week... Carter who appeared a week later also looked like the lamp was dead... But on the contrary, her blush was flushing, and she looked moisturized.

This week of Carter's disappearance has become an unsolved mystery for the field special operations team. Those who know are taboo, and those who don't know are repeatedly guessing... History says that the mystery of Agent Carter's disappearance.

Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety Three

1946-New York-Long Island Manor.

”Hey, baby, come on, you are about to win!” Zhou Ye was standing next to the racetrack, cheering for his daughter... At this time, 13-year-old Natasha was already a big girl. .

During the spring break, she brought her classmates to Zhou Ye’s manor as a guest. What I have to say is that Natasha’s classmates, of course, are the little ones that Zhou Ye brought out from the Leviathan institution. Loli, at this moment have received a full Umbrella-style education.

Easy, but the results are impressive.

They have regarded Umbrella as a place for their lifelong struggle. Unconsciously, they have regarded Zhou Ye as an object of allegiance...

There is no way. Compared with black technology, Zhou Ye smashed Leviathan more than ten streets. While Leviathan was still using those backward, hypnotic brainwashing methods to ensure the loyalty of his subordinates, Umbrella Technology had all The genetic modification drugs were mixed in the vaccines given to the girls and injected into the girls.

The iron law of being loyal to Zhou Ye and loyal to Umbrella is firmly engraved in the girls' DNA... This kind of brainwashing method is not comparable to those simple hypnosis.

”Dad-with you, my classmates are uncomfortable!” Natasha, who came back from a lap, rode her beloved pony to Zhou Ye's face, groaningly.

”Impossible... How could I be such an easygoing person to make the little loli uncomfortable?” Zhou Ye said to the loli behind Natasha and asked: ”Did I make you uncomfortable? ”

”First, sir... are you talking to me?” A girl with brown curly hair looked at Zhou Ye in disbelief, with an unconfident expression.

”Of course...” Zhou Ye replied.