DC New Krypton

Steve Rogers had just run around the Washington Monument with Falcon Sam Wilson and dumped him dozens of times. The tight white T-shirt he was wearing was soaked with sweat. The sweat stretched out and showed his strong chest muscles and perfect body. The lines of her back muscles are flowing down, very sexy, and there is a lot of sweat dripping on her forehead and face.

He stepped onto the stairs without heavy steps. Although he was covered in sweat, he had already been baptized by the super soldier serum and his recovery ability was much better than that of ordinary people. He slowly walked up the stairs and returned home. By this time, his fatigue had subsided, and all that was left was sweat sticking to his body, which made him want to take a shower.

Steve Rogers was walking on the stairs home. His residence was found for him by SHIELD. It was not far from the Washington Monument. The area was quiet and green, with parks and lakes not far away. His residence had been arranged before. Sharon Carter, the niece of his old flame Peggy Carter, becomes his neighbor and protects him.

Later, after the Hydra broke out in SHIELD and the neighbor's true identity was revealed to him, Sharon Carter stopped being his neighbor.

Later, after Peggy Carter died and Steve Rogers carried Peggy Carter's coffin, the two of them almost became familiar with each other and talked about Peggy Carter together.

If nothing unexpected happens, Steve Rogers and Sharon Carter will gradually warm up their relationship, which may lead to a good relationship. However, as Steve Rogers becomes increasingly busy with the Avengers, his contact with Sharon Carter will also not be the same. Not too close, at least to the extent of occasionally meeting and saying hello at SHIELD. The relationship between the two was heating up and then fading, and they were not outrageously talking to Sharon Carter, the niece of her old lover, Peggy Carter. .

In Steve Rogers' mind, he thought of Peggy Carter, Sharon Carter, and the recent mysterious mental fluctuations faced by the Avengers. His thoughts were all over the place and he couldn't figure it out.

When he was about to go up the stairs to the door of his apartment, a postman wearing a green hat and green postman uniform stood beside his door. When he saw him coming back, he smiled slightly and took out the documents from his bag. bag, said:

"Mr. Steve Rogers, I have your mail. Please sign for it."

The postman handed over the document bag, receipt, and a ballpoint pen.

Steve Rogers felt a little strange.

Mr. Steve Rogers!

Ever since he woke up from the ice, he had never heard anyone call his full name directly, adding the word "sir".

Most people who are familiar with him call him Steve, or Captain, Captain America.

Even the strangers I met outside would exclaim and call me Captain America when they saw me.

So calling himself by his full name made Steve feel weird.

It seems that... this postman doesn't know that he is Captain America, and he doesn't have any excitement at all.

However, Steve Rogers didn't feel surprised. Now Haier's reputation had already surpassed his own. It was normal for him not to recognize him.

Steve Rogers was also happy to face someone who didn't know him.

"Sorry, my hand..." Facing the handed document bag, receipt receipt and ballpoint pen, Steve Rogers planned to reach out and take the pen to sign directly.

But seeing his hands full of sweat, he stopped reaching for the ballpoint pen, feeling quite apologetic.

"It's okay." The postman said with a smile.

"Wait for me." Steve Rogers still did not sign for it directly, but quickly took out the key, opened the door, entered the apartment, ran to the bathroom to wash and dry his hands, and then returned to the door. He took the document bag, the receipt and the receipt, and signed his name on the receipt with a ballpoint pen.

Seeing the postman take back the receipt and ballpoint pen, go down the stairs, and disappear from sight, Steve Rogers picked up the document bag and showed a strange expression.

Just signing for a document bag is nothing to be surprised about.

The strange thing is, did anyone send him a packet of documents?

His social network is not wide, and you can contact him at any time, so there is no need to go out of your way to send it by mail, right?

With strange doubts, Steve Rogers closed the door and walked to the sofa in the living room. He opened the document bag, took out the envelope, unfolded the letter, and read it. His pupils suddenly dilated, and he paused in front of the sofa in shock.

"Steve, I'm Nick, and when you read this letter, it means I'm dead.

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The only comrade I can trust is you. "

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Bruce Banner walked out of the S.H.I.E.L.D. building, yawned, and got into a special car heading toward downtown Washington.

He looked tired, with thick dark circles in his eyes, and his eyes were almost squinted. He wantonly tore off two buttons on the top of his suit, vaguely revealing his slightly fat and hairy chest, and the breath coming out of his mouth was... The taste of Brazilian coffee.

In recent days, he has been working day and night to use the frequency data of the spiritual scepter previously provided by Haile to create a new type of machine that receives the spiritual frequency. He constantly calibrates and adjusts it, intending to find the last spiritual frequency on the entire earth. Detect the source.

The result is still without the slightest clue or effect.

But there is no problem. He has already built a new machine for receiving psychic frequencies. As long as he waits for the next appearance of the soul-searching detection frequency, he can determine the location of its source. The Avengers can directly kill it and destroy the conspiracy. Er Jing.

For this reason, he used coffee to refresh himself for several days in a row, working every day and night, and was very tired.

But even so, he didn't really want to sleep in S.H.I.E.L.D.

It always felt like sleeping in SHIELD was like working. Sometimes he would dream about working in SHIELD. He was really tired and just wanted to go home and have a good rest.

Sitting in the special car, he fell asleep directly as he sat. It wasn't until he arrived at the apartment he bought that he was woken up by the agent driver.

When Bruce Banner woke up, he felt even more tired. He felt as if his eyelids were being sewn shut. He squinted his eyes, thanked the driver, and continued to yawn and stagger towards his home. go.

When I walked to my door, I didn't even notice there was a postman next to me.

"Mr. Bruce Banner, Mr. Bruce Banner, I have your mail, please sign for it." The postman wearing a green hat and green postman uniform called Bruce Banner twice before Bruce Banner responded. Come here, someone is around.

"Ah? Ah! Oh." Without any thought, Bruce Banner took the document bag, receipt receipt and ballpoint pen with squinting eyes. He scrawled his name under the receipt receipt with the ballpoint pen and handed it back to the postman.

The postman looked at Bruce Banner worriedly and couldn't help but said: "Mr. Bruce Banner, please look at the document bag carefully as soon as possible."

"Yeah, okay, I understand." Bruce Banner was extremely sleepy and responded vaguely. The postman watched as Bruce Banner closed the door and disappeared in front of his eyes.

As soon as Bruce Banner entered the house, he closed his eyes, followed the familiar path, walked to the bed, and lay down directly. The document bag was thrown away and fell under the bed.

It was not until 8 hours later that Bruce Banner was awakened by the ringing of the phone. After regaining some energy, Bruce Banner took out his mobile phone and was shocked to find that it was the postman from yesterday who actually called to remind him to look at the document bag.

Bruce Banner found the document bag from under the bed in confusion, opened the envelope in the document bag and looked at it, his bloodshot eyes staring in shock.

"Dr. Banner, I am Nick, and when you read this letter, it proves that I am dead.

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The only person I can trust in wisdom and force is you. "