American Comics: The Invincible Wheel of Fortune

"Hello, I'm Steve Rogers." Feng Shen, a tall and handsome young man with blond hair and fair skin, and almost perfect body proportions, smiled super heartily and extended his right hand to Aaron.

"Hello, it's true that it's better to meet than to be famous. I always heard Colson talk about his idols. When I met him today, I realized that his reputation is well-deserved." Aaron also smiled heartily and presented a large piece of business praise. He also praised it in his heart. It was perfect. , impeccable, you have no idea how Mi Di came out...that established spiritual symbol.

Still alive!

The two of them are equally tall and powerful, and equally handsome. If there were a fujoshi here, they would immediately have nosebleeds and come up with a lot of "Deep♂Dark Shield♂Fantasy" plots.

The two big hands were clasped together, which was quite a moment of excitement.

It’s just that they all have cheerful smiles. Brother Dalun is more positive and enthusiastic, while Aaron is more casual and unruly. Brother Dalun contrasts and adds a depth that is hard to see through.

Not to mention fujoshi, a certain middle-aged girl's hairline looks like a big-breasted beauty, and she has a tendency to turn into a little fangirl.

"You're too polite. I've also heard Coulson mention you. You've completed many important tasks. You're really young and promising, and your future is limitless." The US team was also polite, but it sounded a bit old-fashioned.

It wasn't his natural leadership temperament, but Aaron could really hear the "I wanted to stop talking, but said it was a cool autumn" flavor in his tone.

It is said that when Captain America was frozen, he was only a young man in his twenties. Time has changed, and the world has changed. For Captain America, it was just a good night's sleep when he closed his eyes and opened them.

Perhaps he has received too much information shock these days, personal, global, people with a huge generation gap, an incompatible environment, and too many things that he cannot understand, which made him feel old all of a sudden?

At this time, Captain America was only dressed in a jacket and casual pants, and he did not hold the iconic stars and stripes shield.

"Captain, your new uniform is still being produced, but for this mission, you can only wear the uniform of the special forces first." Coulson immediately gave an explanation.

Aaron also glanced at Colson with a half-smile, "The uniforms are not ready yet. Isn't it because you insist on perfection and put forward a lot of opinions, which slows down the progress?"

Coulson didn't take it seriously, but looked very proud. Of course his idol's uniform must be perfect!

Aaron sensed the situation of the big-breasted American team, and it seems that he has recovered well. His life energy is several times the limit of ordinary people, and his mental and physical strength are at their peak. That's why he went on the mission. It can be regarded as part of his rehabilitation. .

Recuperate a powerful and tough warrior and just drop him onto the battlefield.

"Let's talk about this mission. Although we have learned about the black monster's weakness, we still can't be careless..." After a few words of greeting, the US team started mobilizing before the war and talking about strategies.

This leader's desire and ability to lead are innate, and he has his own aura. Even if he is not the designated team leader, he will naturally take over the leader's banner at a certain time.

It was as if he had just been genetically enhanced at the beginning, and was pulled on the stage by those in power to perform like a clown, but he still seized the opportunity, stirred up the storm, and suddenly became Captain America, who was fighting on the front line and respected by everyone.

"The target has been identified, Eddie Brock, a news reporter..."

Aaron listened to the captain's explanation very carefully, but this character was not within the scope of his spoiler posture.

In someone's spoiler pose, Eddie Brock is a news reporter for the New York Daily Bugle who is always against Spider-Man. After Spider-Man got rid of Venom's possession, he became Venom's next host.

But the venom is the key point. In the background setting, the more important thing is this life foundation. If you can bring back one venom, if you can't keep it all, there will be a second one... In addition to the one from the Osborne Group...

There are several cubs of Venom that Aaron knows, such as massacre, serum, and violence.

But is there actually so much venom itself?

"Captain, the target's whereabouts have been discovered."

As Captain America was talking, Coulson listened to an agent whispering a few words and suddenly interrupted.

"Where?"

"In the company where he used to work, the SWAT team here also discovered his whereabouts and are pursuing him." Coulson replied quickly.

"Agent Coulson, you tell the SWAT team to cordon off the scene and be sure to get in front of the SWAT team. This is more than they can handle. Agent Walker, let's go."

MNBN Media Building.

Hurrying slowly, we finally got in front of the SWAT team and blocked the scene. The US team, wearing special combat uniforms and holding a large shield, took the lead, with Aaron and Coulson on the left and right.

The three of them had just entered the lobby on the first floor of the building when they saw a white man in his thirties who had just stepped out of the elevator.

This man was sweating profusely, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, a downcast and haggard look, and his clothes were tattered and dirty. At first glance, it was hard to tell that he was the high-spirited journalist in the information.

Captain America looked solemn and asked loudly: "Eddie Brock?"

"Yeah, who are you!?" Eddie Brock was obviously absent-minded and in a trance. Hearing the words, he was excited and looked at the three people in strange attire in front of him warily.

One is carrying a sword, and the other is holding a shield. He may be filming a period film, but the clothes are not similar. The other is in a suit and leather shoes, a kind-hearted old man, Wen Zou Zou looks like a university professor.

Especially this shield, why does it look so familiar?

News reporters relied on gossip to make a living, but Eddie didn't think much about it now. He just looked at Aaron and the three of them warily.

"We're from S.H.I.E.L.D."

Charge, with a big shield in front, and fool people, but that depends on the middle-aged hairline.

"Yes, you have a shield holder." Eddie didn't know who S.H.I.E.L.D. was: "Why are you looking for me?"

"We want to help you, given your situation." Hairline was sincere and concerned.

"How do you know?" Eddie said as he suddenly lowered his head, shook his head, and answered the question as if he was crazy: "You don't like my business!?"

"You, you really know? Can you really help me? Shut up! Shut up!" One second he was looking at Coulson expectantly and suspiciously, and the next second he was suddenly furious.

"Yes, we have encountered similar situations. I won't say trust me. I just want you to give us a chance." Coulson didn't seem surprised at all about Eddie's situation.

Coupled with the fact that the American team member with thick eyebrows and big eyes was assisting by looking at his face, Eddie was obviously a little convinced.

Seeing Eddie move over, Aaron reached out and touched the back of his waist.

There has to be someone who plays the bad guy, but since both of them have turned their backs, Aron is the only one left who is wrapped up in a tight package.

"Listen to what they said, so what?" Eddie got stuck in three steps and walked up to the three of them muttering.

"Sir, do you know a lady named Anne Weying?" Colson asked suddenly, but he received news from the special forces team outside.

"I know, what's wrong with Annie?" Eddie looked complicated, worried, expectant, and somewhat conflicted and evasive.

"Eddie!"

Colson gave a few instructions, and not long after, a petite but fierce-looking woman in her early thirties ran into the hall on high heels.