Rebirth: I am the American leader

"Damn it! Can't this son of a bitch stop being so racist? God, I want to kick his ass."

Nick could only curse angrily in the end.

"But, boss, he said I could come over."

Colson said carefully. Nick was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then looked up at him.

"why?"

"He said that at least I still have some hair, and even if I am really a bad person, I won't be that bad."

"Huh? What? What did he say? Because of what? Do you have hair?"

Nick Fury looked at each other in confusion.

This time, Galen not only cast Armor Sunder, this bastard also cast a Mask of Pain and Fire Armor.

Although the harm may not really be that great, the nausea level is immediately overwhelming.

"Fuck! Mazefak! Don't eat the sour radish! This son of a bitch! I must impeach him in Congress for being a racist! Damn it!"

Nick Fury thought he was a quiet adult until one day he met Steve.

The other person waved his arms with a smile on his face and said nigger to him.

"Go! Go tell that son of a bitch! From now on, I, SHIELD, will starve to death, and I, Nick Fury, will starve to death, just by jumping from here. It is absolutely impossible for me to be with him and his again. What a bad barbecue collaboration!

Damn bastard! "

"Should I go there now?"

Coulson showed a wave of perfect reading comprehension, which almost made Nick Fury's head smoke in Dog Days.

"Go now! Find out what's going on and whether there are any subsequent risks."

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Coulson moved quickly, and he was soon on his way with professional hands.

This time he didn't bring any high-end combat power, and neither Natasha nor Hawkeye was in his team.

In his own words, no one could mount an effective resistance in front of Steve.

If he wanted to, he could even rub Nick Fury's ears in front of all of SHIELD.

Rumlow and another Indian agent followed Coulson obediently with their suitcases.

The group soon found Sickle Farm.

To be honest, it's not hard to find here.

But the problem is, no one from SHIELD will come here without permission.

Others may misjudge Steve's strength, but SHIELD or Hydra will never underestimate Steve's strength.

This guy chased them for several years seventy years ago, but now he doesn't seem to have much quality.

But who can know this guy's attitude towards their Hydra?

In fact, ever since Steve woke up, they, Hydra, have been testing this guy's attitude.

Judging from the conclusions they have reached so far, this is a fucking racist without quality.

This is simply a natural Nazi holy body.

So some of them thought that Steve Rogers, their former enemy, might become one of their own.

This attempt is destined to be extremely risky, but it is also destined to be highly profitable.

If it succeeds, Hydra will come to the forefront tomorrow and replace the United Nations as the world government.

"Rumlow, please don't take any defensive or vigilant postures. If you piss this guy off, I think next year the grass will grow luxuriantly where we died than anywhere else."

Colson stood in front of the Sickle Farm, briefly adjusted his clothes, and finally explained the details.

Then he finally opened the door and walked in.

The aroma of barbecue filled the air, and Coulson swallowed.

Steve, wearing an apron, gave Happy two plates of steak.

"Here you go, cooked to my taste. You have to trust me, this is the best way to eat."

Happy took the plate with a look of disgust.

"Steve, honestly, do you realize how disrespectful a cow is by cooking a steak well-done?"

"It doesn't matter, you just need to know that even if you have any remaining respect for me, that's all."

Steve was still smiling, but Happy couldn't help but smile.

Why does this guy threaten people whenever he disagrees?

"Sometimes eating a little cooked food can really help digestion,"

Happy followed his heart very quickly.

"Hi! Colson! We haven't seen you for a long time. How are you? How are your wife and kids? I remember you are my fan? I'll give you two signed photos later."

Steve was extremely enthusiastic the first moment he saw Coulson.

"To be honest, you have to keep a little distance from me. I think fans and idols need to keep a little distance."

Coulson said this.

"To be honest, when I was a kid, I always thought you were a big hero like the sun."

Steve raised his eyebrows and looked at the other person dangerously.

"what?"

"The sun is a little too poisonous now, and to be honest, you are a little too cruel to our leader.

You know, he's actually a good guy. "

"I never said he wasn't a good person, but I just don't like this guy. It feels like he's full of calculations. Guess if I have a weakness, will I be forced by him to join SHIELD?"

Steve was much less hostile to Coulson.

First of all, he has no conflict of interest with this guy.

Secondly, this guy is quite an honest person.

"Okay, can you tell me what happened?"

Coulson looked at Steve and said.

"It's nothing, just a bunch of aliens coming here for a spring outing. As you know, aliens live much longer than us.

Although some of these guys even have beards, they are actually only eight years old.

Hi! Thor! Let go of my bull! Damn it! Can't you find another way to vent your excess energy?

For example, find a relationship with Sif next to you or something! "

Halfway through his words, Steve stood up and threw the beer bottle in his hand at Thor, who was wrestling the bull.

In fact, this cannot be blamed on Thor, this is the only person he can oppress arbitrarily at Sickle Farm.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Steve."

Thor felt a little aggrieved. He really wanted to return to Asgard now.

This shitty place is no fun at all.

"Okay, let's continue. Where did we just talk about? What happened here?

As you can see, this place is almost becoming a kindergarten for alien freaks. You know I don't like trouble, but I don't know if Nick likes trouble. "

Steve sat down and continued the conversation with Coulson.

Coulson withdrew his gaze. The Asgardians were easy to identify here.

They look like guys from Norse mythology.

The clothing is full of retro feel.

"Steve, you know, I came here to ask what you are going to do with that humanoid war weapon."