Lin Yi told Natasha everything that had happened.
Originally, Natasha was still struggling in her heart. If Lin Yi deeply hurt Russia, should she continue to pursue Mr. Pluto
After all, she has Russian blood flowing in her veins.
"Go buy me a pack of cigarettes."
Lin Yi raised his hand and saw a ruble between his fingertips.
"Okay, I wonder what kind of cigarettes Your Majesty Pluto wants to buy?" Natasha asked curiously.
“The cheapest kind.”
Natasha blinked her big eyes, responded and went to buy it, and soon bought a pack of Russian-made low-quality cigarettes.
Lin Yi picked up one and put it in his mouth, enjoying the hot breath hitting his lungs. He calmed down and told Natasha about the inexplicable attack by the Russian army.
Natasha didn't expect that it was Russia that attacked Lin Yi first because Lin Yi was too powerful and caused official concern.
As for the sacred spring, it is no longer within the territory of Russia and does not belong to Russia. Anyone has the right to draw from it.
Natasha learned from Lin Yi that Russia had actually used armored forces to kill Lin Yi, and her heart was burning with anger.
As a member of the noble Carlo family and with extraordinary intelligence, he had no major problems in his studies and progressed all the way to Moscow University.
Having never experienced any serious setbacks, Natasha viewed these dark forces, officials, and dark list masters and other magical things as if they were Hollywood movies. The scenes automatically played out in her mind, and just thinking about them made her blood boil.
It is really hard to connect these things with Lin Yi, who is standing quietly on the street watching the scenery, cigarette in his mouth full of cheap stuff.
In her impression, Lord Pluto should be as deep as the abyss, as still as a mountain, without showing his emotions on his face, and he is always decisive in doing everything, a high and mighty being.
But when you really come into contact with him, you can clearly feel his flesh-and-blood authenticity.
This strong contrast made her fall in love with this man instantly.
"By the way, let's eat first, and then buy some clothes. I don't like this kind of clothes." Lin Yi looked at the luxury brand worth tens of thousands of rubles on his body with disdain.
Natasha nodded vigorously.
The whole of Russia seems calm, but the undercurrent has already been surging.
Starting from March 15th, a Russian general died every other day. What they had in common was that they all participated in the combat against Lin Yi.
Panic began to seep deep into the soul of the fighting nation of Russia.
Even when they were fighting against Germany, the Russians' tenacity and iron-bloodedness were remembered by the whole world.
After all these years, there has never been a country that Russia fears, let alone a person.
But this time, things seem to be different.
This person comes and goes without a trace, and killing people is a common occurrence for him.
All the dead had holes pierced through their chests.
Even the best forensic doctor in Russia could not determine what weapon the murderer had used after examining the body.
Everything is an unknown mystery.
The mist shrouded the ancient city of Moscow, and the depressed people felt uneasy.
In the largest city in the Far East, the commander of Russia's northern garrison, Sherkov, slammed the table angrily and repeated the same words he had been repeating all morning.
"Who? Who on earth is it?!"
Many people in the conference room nodded, and everyone was solemn and uneasy, as if the scythe of the god of death was hanging over their heads and ready to chop them down at any time.
Some generals have even begun preparing their wills.