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And it just so happens that the green Franklin is what Jeno lacks most.

Although the amount of money that this plan needs to spend is not a small amount.

But Jeno didn't care, the prismatic tank and the rocket vehicle had allowed him to achieve financial freedom, and money was just a number to him.

So Jeno is going to spend money reasonably.

That is to bribe those members of Congress to let them wear a pair of pants with themselves.

For example, donating to a certain welfare organization established by a certain congressman.

Everyone knows whose wallet the money ended up in.

It is a very simple and convenient way to use the rules to let them wave their flags for themselves.

Never look down on their integrity, as long as you have money, they can even kneel down and call you dad.

Even the commander-in-chief needs capital to shake his head and call in the media.

The so-called Grand Commander is actually just a representative launched by various interest groups.

After all, there are not a few great commanders who have died tragically in the history of the United States.

Jeno called Wanda to stop, saying that it was too embarrassing for the US team to stand here and fight.

Although Pietro is almost an adult, beating and scolding cannot solve the problem.

Pietro grunted and got up, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, which made people want to laugh.

"Let the captain be in charge of Pietro in the future, I believe he will be educated by the captain." Jeno put his arms around Wanda.

Wanda nodded in agreement. Even though she didn't spend much time with the captain, she could still feel the bright and upright aura of Captain America almost blinding their eyes.

No matter what kind of bad boy he is, as long as he falls into the captain's hands, he will be influenced by his light and righteousness.

Super Serum is all about making good guys better and bad guys worse.

Dr. Erkins would not have chosen Steve as the subject of the experiment if he hadn't been kind. He's not stupid. A lunatic like the Red Skull would be nice to have one.

Pietro struggled to open his red and swollen eye sockets, and found a muscular man standing in front of him, looking at him with a friendly smile.

"Hi boy, I'm Steve Rogers." Steve pulled up Pietro.

"Uh, hello, your name is Captain?" Pietro had heard of Captain America, and he played a major role in defeating him.

"What about you?" Pietro gestured with his hands for a long time, probably meaning why this guy came back from the dead.

Steve sighed, and told Pietro how he felt when he was dug out of the glacier and woke up to find the world turned upside down.

"Then you are miserable." Pietro looked at the captain with pity.

When I woke up, my girl was gone, and my teammates were gone.

This is simply the worst of all misery, utterly miserable.

Chapter 53 The American Team Drills Pietro

ghetto.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, and light raindrops fell on the concrete floor, splashing one after another.

"Ula, Sukabulie, loyalty, courage, and killing." A man wearing a black mask leaned against the iron gate and spit out every word gently.

In the open space in the center, a man with disheveled hair was tightly tied to a chair. His head was lowered so that people could not see his face clearly, but his regular breathing proved that he was still alive.

The read letters seem to contain strange magic, like whispers of incantations, and like mysterious curses.

The man tied in the middle slowly raised his head, staring at the front coldly, even if there was a stranger standing beside him, he didn't pay attention.

The man's left shoulder was made of gleaming silver metal, carved with a scarlet sickle.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Amidst the sound of the rain curtain, a voice came to the man's ears: "Execute the "hunting" operation."

The man finally spoke, his voice did not fluctuate: "Photo."

A woman with a hot figure appeared on the photo, she was Agent Natasha who had fought Jeno.

Various styles of weapons and equipment are placed on the ground.

With a slight force on the metal arm, the iron chain was broken, and the scattered weapons on the ground were picked up one by one.

The man with a mask covering half of his face disappeared into the rain without looking back.

New York Division of Transportation.

Drinking coffee, the gatekeeper is sitting leisurely on a chair, ready to make a cup of coffee and enjoy it. Drinking coffee and reading newspapers on rainy days is refreshing.

A figure flashed past, easily crossed the fence, and sneaked into the central building, where all the camera records of the entire New York City were kept for the past month, and it was undoubtedly a good place to investigate and screen prey.

Villa Pietro Apartments.

The sleeping Captain America was awakened by a flash of lightning, and looked up at the alarm clock beside the bed.

Four in the morning.

After getting dressed, Steve felt restless for no reason, and this feeling has been haunting Steve since the thaw.

The heavy rain slapped on the window and made a crackling sound, as if I was back when I was a child, hiding under the covers and afraid of thunder.

Steve's memory was pulled back to the battlefield of World War II.

It was also a rainy night, and Steve and his forever good friend Sergeant Bucky, who were avoiding the pursuit of Hydra, were shivering under a raincloth.

The two hid for three full days, and when the reinforcements arrived, Bucky was so hungry that he ate half of the belt.

At that time, Steve once thought that the two would be trapped there and starve to death, but fortunately, reinforcements arrived and saved their lives.

"Heh." Thinking of his good brother, Steve smiled and shook his head, and lay down on the bed again. Although he didn't want to believe it, Bucky, who fell from the train, must have died under the snow and was buried by the storm, but It's just that I haven't been willing to admit it.

Steve couldn't even remember what Bucky looked like, the long years had faded the traces of his existence, leaving only a vague impression.

.................

New York Department of Transportation building.

data center.

Jameson on duty bowed his head and swiped tiktok, playing all kinds of interesting stories about sand sculpture netizens after buying rocket vehicles on his mobile phone.