Nick Fury informed Hawkeye that Dreykov was still alive.
Black Widow had always believed she had killed both Dreykov and his young daughter, Antonia, in the explosion.
In reality, Dreykov had merely faked his death using the explosion after learning S.H.I.E.L.D. was after him. The Red Room organization had gone underground, hiding in the shadows.
In fact, while Qin Xiao and Hawkeye were chatting, Dreykov was in New York, staying in a hotel not far from them.
Across from him sat Francis, one of the Hydra leaders who had previously activated the Siberian Super Soldier to kidnap Ivan Vanko.
"Your intelligence is utter garbage, Francis. That Qin Xiao is far more powerful than you imagined. You sent me to attack a Tyrannosaurus Rex, but told me it was a Siberian wolf. That's how you operate."
"That kid is a human monster. He stood his ground and took a direct hit from an enhanced miniature missile. Do you even know how destructive those things are? And he's best friends with Iron Man, Tony Stark, and has been cozying up to S.H.I.E.L.D. lately. You've brought me an enemy I can't defeat. You'll pay for this."
Dreykov slammed his fist on the table, grabbed a bottle of vodka, and took a long, harsh swig.
"You haven't lost anything, my friend. If you're referring to the missile that injured the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and the travel expenses for your Widows, I'll compensate you tenfold. But beyond that, you've suffered no losses."
"Your people didn't even show their faces—just fired a missile from a rooftop. No one knows it was you. But what about our gains, my friend?"
"An enhanced Super Soldier, practically a god! If we can capture him and replicate his Serum, just one-tenth of your Widows could become as powerful as Qin Xiao. Then you'd rule the world!"
Francis's words stirred no emotion in Dreykov.
He merely glanced at Francis.
"My target is Natasha Romanoff. I have no interest in that Qin Xiao. Provide me with Natasha's whereabouts, and I'll help you capture Qin Xiao. But now that your intelligence is flawed, I'm withdrawing!"
"Do you have any idea the risks I'm taking to come to America? Killing Natasha is just a way to vent my anger. I won't take any unnecessary risks for it."
Francis gnashed his teeth in fury. *How could Dreykov not be interested in Qin Xiao's Serum? If he truly thought the risk was too great, that old fox would have fled the moment he heard of it. He wouldn't be clinging to America like this.*
*He's simply realized Qin Xiao is a rare commodity and is now trying to squeeze more out of me.*
Still, Qin Xiao was undeniably impressive. Francis had initially thought his ability to suppress four Super Soldiers alone and withstand Gatling fire was already formidable, but he had clearly underestimated him.
"One Super Soldier. Keep in mind I only have three left. I'll give you the control codes directly, regardless of whether this plan succeeds!" Francis said through gritted teeth.
After his previous failure, Hydra was now ostracizing him. His only option was to cooperate with Dreykov.
"Two! Deliver first!" Dreykov's eyes lit up as he drawled.
"Deal!" Francis felt his heart bleed.
***
"Qin, there's a letter for you here!"
When they learned that Black Widow could be discharged from the hospital for rest and recovery, requiring only follow-up checkups later, Qin Xiao, despite her protests, took her home.
After settling in, they decided to go out and buy some groceries to fill their empty refrigerator.
As soon as they stepped outside, Black Widow noticed a letter stuffed halfway into the mailbox. Someone hadn't even bothered to push it all the way in.
"A tax bill or something?" Qin Xiao muttered as he opened the envelope.
Inside was an old-looking photograph.
It showed two little girls: one around ten years old, the other appearing to be only five or six.
"Hmm?"
Qin Xiao was puzzled. *Must be a mistake.*
Hearing his voice, Black Widow instinctively glanced at the photo in his hand.
In the next instant, her face paled dramatically. She snatched the photo from his hand and bolted out the door, scanning the street anxiously as if searching for someone.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this photo?"
Qin Xiao looked around, but saw nothing unusual.
"This is me in the photo. The little one is my sister, Yelena!"
Black Widow held the photograph, her eyes filled with memories.
"You have a sister?" Qin Xiao asked in surprise.
Instead of answering, Black Widow scanned the crowd around them again. Finding nothing out of the ordinary, she examined the photograph more closely. Turning it over, she saw a line of text written on the back:
*Can I trust you, my sister?*
*Signed, Yelena.*
"We'll talk about this later!"
Suddenly losing all desire to go shopping, Black Widow grabbed Qin Xiao and hurried back home.
Meanwhile, on the rooftop of a distant building, a man and a woman stood at the edge, watching the spot where Qin Xiao and Black Widow had been standing. The man was Dreykov, the leader of the Red Room.
Seeing Black Widow dart out and look around anxiously, Dreykov smirked. "It seems your sister misses you dearly, Yelena. This time, it's up to you!"
"Yes, Master!" Yelena, dressed in black with a slightly round face, replied expressionlessly behind Dreykov.
Back at home, Qin Xiao finally heard Black Widow tell her childhood story in her own words.
Black Widow entered the Red Room for training at the age of six. By eight, she was selected to pose as a family with a pair of adult agents and infiltrate the United States to steal intelligence.
Yelena was the young girl chosen to play Black Widow's younger sister.
At the time, Yelena was only three years old. In this hastily assembled four-person family, only she believed it was all real.
*Dad, Mom, and Sister!*
Until Black Widow turned eleven, their cover was blown.
The four of them barely escaped the United States under S.H.I.E.L.D.'s pursuit.
What awaited them was the disintegration of the family they had maintained for three years.
Black Widow knew the brutal nature of Red Room training. She didn't want her six-year-old sister to suffer the same inhuman torment she had endured.
Despite her young age, she raised her pistol at the surrounding soldiers.
But it was futile. Both were forcibly sedated and taken away.
Separated at the Red Room, she never saw her sister again until she graduated as a killing machine.
Later, after meeting Hawkeye, killing Dreykov, and joining S.H.I.E.L.D., she tried to find Yelena's whereabouts, but always came up empty. She never expected to receive this photograph today.
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