Marvel's Cyber ​​Winter Soldier

"Morning..."

Bucky had just watched the nanny who was taking little Skye to school disappear into the corner of the corridor, and before turning around, he saw the door of the neighbor's house open.

Maria Hill, with disheveled hair and slightly dark circles under her eyes, glared at Bucky angrily.

"Welcome, please come in, please feel free."

Bucky looked at Hill, who had finished staring at himself, and went straight into his house from his side, and was politely lonely to the air.

A lot of anger, get up angry or the day has come?

"Would you like some breakfast? Coffee? Hey, is there something on my face?"

Seeing that Hill didn't speak, but just stared at himself, Bucky looked helpless.

Obviously he was just scaring the black boss last night, but he didn't really kill her in the end, so why did he look like Hill was very angry and the consequences would be serious?

But think about it, from Hill's point of view, he thought he was going to do something important, but he was fooled into illegally breaking into a residence, intentionally hurting people, robbing, hijacking, intimidating, and illegally interrogating...

Even if the victims are all scumbags who can't get rid of their hatred by shooting, but, as a defender of the law, a guardian of justice, and a law enforcement officer who fights against crime, she has become a lawbreaker, and the one who committed the crime is herself.

Agent Hill returned home in the middle of the night, tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep at all, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't get over the difficulty in his heart.

It wasn't long before he found the culprit, so he wanted to talk to Bucky.

But when he saw that Bucky seemed to be all right, and ignored her critical gaze, he hummed a ditty to make her breakfast, his breath stuck in his throat, and he forgot what he wanted to say for a while.

Bucky is really in a good mood.

On the trip last night, I completed the daily reward task, and this time I defeated a total of more than a dozen enemies, and they were still gunmen judged by the system to be dangerous.

[System Information: Complete the daily rewards, get 600 experience points, and get a random item box (normal)*2;

Open the random item box: get white common components*15;

Open the random item box: get white common components*5, green refined components*5. 】

What's more, Bucky has also identified a new target, a bigger fish.

"It's not right to do that."

After a busy night, Hill still moved his knife and fork, smelling the aroma of blueberry pancakes and cream.

But while eating, she also said the same sentence.

"What's wrong? Did that person not deserve to be punished, or did the world become worse after he was punished?"

"...But, but that's not the right way and means. You are disrupting law and order. You are not a policeman, let alone a judge. You are also abusing lynching."

"If I were a cop, or a judge, would I still be able to do that? Would that gang get busted last night?"

"...You are sophistry, there is always another way."

"Instead of thinking of other ways, but not necessarily thinking of it, why not use that time, do what I do, and do something practical?"

"So you're right, and Law and Order is wrong?"

"Is this your sophistry? Law and order are right, but there are places they can't control, and I have the ability to control the places they can't control, so I will take care of it. In fact, right or wrong, I I really haven’t thought much about it, if you say it’s wrong, then it’s wrong, but so what? I’ll continue to do it.”

"but……"

At this time, Hill was only a 20-year-old young man. At the time of his stubbornness, he just thought that the justice in his heart was the only justice.

"Don't let it go, the pancakes are all smashed by you, here, bacon and eggs, go catch up on sleep after eating, and then we have to go out."

"You! I'm not a child!"

Seeing Bucky not only coaxing her, not arguing with her, but also ending the topic domineeringly, not only that, but also continue to order her?

Hill blushed with anger, biting the fried bacon with gritted teeth, taking it as someone to relieve his hatred.

However, the fact is that Hill still has to listen to Bucky, because her mission is to follow Bucky, and she can't restrict his actions.

On the streets of Brooklyn, Bucky drove a silver-gray Ford Mustang, not very fast, wandering aimlessly.

Hill was sitting in the co-pilot, no one spoke, only the car radio was playing melodious music, and the noisy urban environment outside seemed like two worlds.

Naturally, Hill wouldn't change her opinion just because of Bucky's mouthful. In fact, she was still holding her breath and always wanted to find an opportunity to quarrel with Bucky.

Bucky ignored Hill, anyway, as long as he didn't feel embarrassed, the atmosphere would only embarrass others.

"Look over there."

However, just when Hill couldn't help finding fault, Bucky slowed down and pointed out the window on Hill's side.

Hill was taken aback, and looked in the direction of the finger.

Then I saw in the alley between two residential buildings, two African-American boys who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old and dressed in fancy clothes, were surrounded by two Caucasian boys who were also about the same age.

Hill saw it, just in time to see the African-American boy handing a small plastic bag of "tobacco leaves" to the white boy.

"Not far from here, there is a school. I believe they are all students in the school."

Hearing this, Hill fell silent for a moment.

It's not that she doesn't know, nor has she seen it before, she just hasn't been touched like this before.

"Look, there's another one over there."

The car was only 600 meters away, and next to the dumpster of the donut shop, an African-American boy was selling a very small and thin paper package to a pair of African-American little sisters.

"You see, although what we did yesterday was not glorious, at least there are less than a dozen similar scenes on the street today. Perhaps, because of this, some people have avoided touching this kind of stuff just out of curiosity, or maybe, Someone avoids ODing because of it and gets into a car accident, hits innocent people, or maybe..."

"I know what you want to say, don't say any more."

Hill held back her words, some of which were rebuttals, but for some reason, she suddenly didn't want to say anything.

"Let's see then."

Bucky took Hill to continue walking. The route of the car was within the jurisdiction of the largest African-American gang in Brooklyn that he asked about last night.

The closer to the core area, the more gang members, or bring a few teenage boys like before, and distribute the goods to them, or sell them by themselves, or in groups of three or four, staring at the few standing in the distance The enchanting woman on the street...

They are all very hard-working, not idlers.

Walking and watching all the way, there is no need for Bucky to say anything, Hill also fell into silent mode again.

"I don't want to convince you right away, but I will definitely stick to my approach, and you can't stop me, so I think, at least let you be less resistant, but if you still can't get over it, then If it's a level, I can also say hello to Howard."

"No, but..."