Marvel, who rescued him? !

He looked at Taylor who fell to the ground, his pupils were dilated, and he was still staring at death.

Steve held his head in disbelief.

"It's not your fault Steve, he's not a good person, and..."

"No -" Steve quickly came to Taylor's side, squatted down and prepared to perform CPR on Taylor.

Taylor straightened his body, stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened, stood in front of Steve, spread his hands and said: "How can I, Biden, die so easily? I still want to work until I am 99 years old and retire."

Seeing the careless expression on the elderly Biden's face, as if you were fooled and I enjoyed watching this, veins popped up in Steve's neck, and ten thousand curse words were stuck in his throat.

"Steve, don't be so angry. We are all old people. Being angry is harmful to our health~" Taylor got off the ground and floated in the air.

"Although you are very angry, don't be angry first. Think about the happiness you have brought to me. Shouldn't you be happy because you can bring happiness to others? If you are happy too, then isn't it a win-win situation for us? ?”

The shield came out of his hand and headed straight for Taylor's head. Taylor smiled and elegantly raised his hand to hold the shield in front of him and said:

"Don't be so rude, Steve, it's not us this time."

As he spoke, Captain America's shield turned into a red handkerchief spinning on the tip of Taylor's middle finger. Taylor smiled and said:

"I'm not good at fighting, but do you want to dance with me?"

You you you you want to dance? You you you you want to dance?

After searching for a feeling, Taylor in mid-air twisted his old and uncoordinated limbs, soloed for a while, then smiled like an old chrysanthemum, and said to Steve: "It's your turn."

Anyway, no one would recognize him while wearing a vest, and Taylor could do all kinds of tricks.

On the helicarrier, Stark almost vomited out all the snacks he had just eaten. Stark said:

"Where did this top guy come from and end up in the same madhouse as Deadpool?"

Seeing that Steve didn't buy it, Taylor continued dancing.

Looking at the elderly Biden lifting his hips and twisting his butt, Steve clenched his fists.

With a red handkerchief spinning in his hand, Taylor pretended to be doing extremely difficult movements in mid-air and said to Steve:

"What, are you going to admit defeat this time?"

"Don't! Don't jump, Steve, I'm already sick." Stark said.

"Okay." Looking at the silent Steve, Taylor moved his fingers, and the handkerchief suspended in his palm turned into a shield and shot towards Steve quickly.

With his hands against the incoming shield, Steve held the shield in his hand.

"Okay~ Since you don't like dancing, let's do something you are good at." Taylor put a hand in front of him, and his whole body quickly became younger. His gray hair was black, his old skin was rejuvenated, and his body was full of vitality. His muscles bulged, and his whole body regained its youthfulness.

Steve looked at the face across from him that was exactly the same as his, unable to complain. He felt like his back molars were about to be broken: "Who are you?"

"Huh?" Taylor pouted and said, "I told you, I am Biden."

Taylor raised his hand and Steve floated up. He felt that all his limbs were out of control, or controlled by others. Steve clenched his teeth and his limbs were filled with blood. He tried to break free from this restraint but to no avail.

Taylor spread his hands and said, "It seems that you also lost the fight."

A portal opened, and Casillas, with a bruised nose and face, returned to the museum again. He quickly closed the portal before Captain Marvel arrived.

He was slightly startled when he saw the two Captain Americas, but quickly reacted and said to Taylor, who was wearing a suit:

"Have you had enough trouble?"

Casillas is covered in scars, with a slap mark on his right face, purple eyes, and a footprint on his stomach. The monk robe on his body is damaged. Compared with the exquisite mage just now, he now looks like a destitute man. of warrior monks.

Taylor shook his head and said:

"Be mature, Hannibal~ The show is about to begin~"