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Chapter 286 You have been bought by me!

"Tsk tsk, Shield of the Earth, I'm sick of this nickname, Steve!" The sweaty Fisher withdrew his fist, and joked to Captain America, who was also sweating profusely and had already wet his white linen vest.

"Huh, huh, you think I like this name more than Captain America!" Steve grabbed the energy drink on the side and took a big sip, then clenched his fists, "Again!"

In the beginning, the American team was only used to running and hitting sandbags in the morning, but after meeting Fisher, the morning exercise became a two-person race. Because everyone is not of normal physique, so now the morning exercise has become Running boxing.

What surprised Steve was not only Fisher's strong physical fitness, but also those fighting techniques he had never seen before. These fighting skills accumulated over countless years from Paradise Island and Ares actually benefited the US team a lot .

"S.H.I.E.L.D.'s promotion is really too much!" After a few gestures, both of them stopped, came out of the boxing gym, found a place near the river, and ordered milkshakes and sandwiches.

"Why, you are not happy to praise you?" Fisher bit off a large piece of lobster sandwich, and then said vaguely.

"I'm no stranger to military propaganda. During World War II, I often performed on stage and raised donations for the frontline. Those activities were either to boost morale or to praise achievements, not just to grab credit as it is now!"

"That's right. The only thing that can be regarded as a conscience in the United States is World War II. Now that the country has become like this, don't you feel very distressed!"

It's good that Fisher didn't mention it, but when he mentioned the issue of the national system, the captain's face became gloomy. Why didn't he die with the Red Skull at the beginning, otherwise there would be no such troubles now!

"Then you don't mind?"

"Mind it, we have lost hundreds of brothers, old and young, from all corners of the country, how could it be possible for S.H.I.E.L.D. to erase their credit!" Fisher leaned on the chair, thinking But those pilots who died in outer space.

Although the Jackal fighter is considered a very good model in the entire universe, with fierce firepower, strong armor, and good acceleration, it is a fighter after all. After being hit by the Chitauri's large-caliber naval gun, it will still be smashed to pieces , but their deeds will last forever!

"Speaking of which, hasn't Nick Fury assigned you any tasks during this time?"

"Neither Dr. Banner nor I, Hawkeye and Natasha are still the same, flying all over the world all day long, but Coulson, Nick has arranged a capable team for him!"

"Oh! That's it!" Fisher nodded. It seems that Nick Fury is really on guard against anyone. As for the team led by Coulson, it should be the one with Duju. At this time, Duju should be It was the ignorant high-level hacker who had been recruited by Coulson, but Fisher had already decided that Duju would be the next director of S.H.I.E.L.D.!

"Since you have nothing to do now, you have time to spend with Ms. Paige, and you still have time to find Sergeant Barnes!"

"But the ruins in New York haven't been cleaned up yet, and I'm still a volunteer at Stark's Emergency Disaster Management Agency!"

"Did he pay you a salary?"

"No, just eat!" Captain America shook his head, but according to his personality, he didn't even want a salary. The poor boy from Brooklyn voluntarily gave to the consortium boss 007. This story sounds very sad!

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"Honey, your lunch!" After receiving a large sandwich with ham and a cup of hot tea, Adrian Toomes and his wife, who was a head shorter, kissed affectionately and pushed the door away , as an American contractor, Toombs's own family is not bad, but he still has a team of good brothers, all of whom are old buddies who follow him, and each family is also a family member, so the burden on his shoulders The responsibility is also great.

After the Battle of New York, looking at the messy ruins all over the street, Toomes seemed to see a gold mine. Therefore, when the New York City government issued a series of recruitment plans to recruit private capital to participate in the cleanup of the ruins in New York, Toomes Immediately signed up, his good brothers are all professional teams.

After receiving a series of identification training and explosives disposal, Toombs borrowed money to buy a large amount of engineering equipment, and was gearing up for a big fight.

"Attention, the Chitauri's energy core cannot be exposed to radiation, otherwise it will be activated. I don't want to see you being blown in two by this thing!" Toombs walked to In front of the schedule in his workshop.

"Well, the area we contracted is progressing very fast! It's halfway done, as long as we clean up the remaining treasures, we can get the first payment!"

"Woo!" Hearing that the reward was within easy reach, all the big men who worked were as happy as children.

It's just that the happiness didn't last long. At lunch time, a group of boys in suits and sunglasses walked into the construction site swaggeringly.

"Who is in charge of you?" A middle-aged woman in the lead asked arrogantly wearing a white hard hat.

"It's me, what's the matter!" Tooms, who was holding a half-eaten sandwich, felt his heart skip a beat, but he still walked over.

After feeling the smell of sweat and motor oil on the other party's body, the woman couldn't help taking a step back, but she still maintained a high-spirited posture and said, "Your work is suspended for a while, I want to announce something!"

Damn it!Seeing the other party's style, Tom's heart suddenly turned cold. These people shouldn't want to grab food, right?I haven't paid off my loan yet!

"Everyone, first of all congratulations, you will be employees of the Disaster Control Administration from now on!"

The black suit following the woman immediately took out a stack of badges and distributed them to Toombs' men.

"This, I, but..." Toombs looked at the card in his hand, and a hundred thousand question marks flashed through his mind.

"But what about our equipment, wages, and workspace?"

"The Control Bureau will pay for this. Your work area will be re-divided. In addition, you will be required to collect the engineering exoskeleton in the afternoon. We only hope that you can finish the work in your hands as soon as possible!"

"But who is our boss?"

"Mr. Stark!"

The little butterfly of fate flapped its wings, and the fate of many people changed immediately. For example, Adrian Toomes, he was a villain who almost became one of Spiderman's father-in-law n years later, Vulture, because of Stark's control bureau drove him away roughly, so he took his old brother to start smuggling high-tech products.

But now, Stark, who was ridiculed by Fisher all day long about patriotic capitalists and people's entrepreneurs, also knows the disadvantages of why not eat minced meat, so when he established the Control Bureau to deal with the ruins of New York, Stark deliberately asked a question There is no small contractor to do this. When he got an affirmative answer, Stark waved his hand. Anyway, the shelf of the Control Bureau is still very empty, so let these people work for me, and by the way, it can also solve some unemployed people in New York. .

So the vulture changed, from a private contractor to a government employee, who still has five social insurances and one housing fund, and Toombs also found that it seems that there are many benefits to working with a large group, such as now!

"Boss, boss!" A tall black man cheerfully rushed into the room, and then showed the engineering exoskeleton he was wearing to other workers resting inside.

"This thing is awesome! Where did it come from?" Toombs' eyes lit up.

"It was sent by the Control Bureau. Each engineering team has four sets for heavy work, and they also sent us a new work plan!" The black man took out a paper document.

"Uh!" Toombs was dumbfounded when he saw the work area marked on the document that was six times larger than the one he had contracted before.

"Boss, we sent it!"

"Send a thread, there are only seventeen of us, this is three blocks, and it won't be cleaned up in a year!"

"Then what should I do? The lady in charge said that if she can't finish the work on time, she will spit out all the benefits of eating it!"

"Damn it!" Touching his Mediterranean head, Toombs made a fist with his right hand and hit his left palm.

"Bauer! Didn't you say you knew some workers?"

"Yes, boss, what's the problem!"

"Call them and ask them to come and help!"

So the vulture changed his job from a contractor to a second-hand dealer.

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