Rebirth: I am the American leader

Steve's words completely stunned Nick. It was not like he had never seen that era before.

It’s just that he always thought that everything today was the product of the struggles of that era.

He always thought they had won, until today.

Steve just slumped in the chair and told him directly that everything he thought was just wishful thinking.

"So what you're saying is that even though you talk about racial discrimination every day, you're not actually a racist? On the contrary, those guys who give us preferential treatment are the real discriminators?"

"Oh, God, if your brain is really that stupid. I suggest you change the blue of the mule on our farm. It won't be worse anyway."

Nick Fury finally understood that Steve had been very restrained just now, and this was a normal expression of his quality.

"I really don't understand."

Steve looked at the other party deeply, sighed and said helplessly.

"It is not discrimination at all for a person with sound limbs and sound intelligence to be treated harshly. It is rather that the world is harsh and cruel, and this society will only open up to those with congenital deficiencies.

Sometimes it's not that thorough, you know what I mean, right? "

Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D., even though he has surpassed most ordinary people.

But at this moment, he still felt like an idiot.

"Well, even if you're not a racist. But cooperation between us is impossible. You know, I will only stand on the American side."

"I know, I know, I understand. So I'm asking you for a chance to cooperate. I need you to send a senior agent to join.

As long as he has some access to your internal information, I'm not interested at all in how many secrets you have.

You can understand that I asked you to come, but one organization asked another organization for a mobile phone number. "

Steve cut the steak very casually, in the eyes of an old-school British gentleman.

When cutting steak, at least there should be no friction between the knife and fork and the dinner plate.

But Steve was about to chop up the dinner plate.

"I think I understand what you're saying, but I want to know who else was involved."

Nick Fury finally accepts Steve's story.

The latter heard this and counted on his fingers.

"CIA, MI6, KGB, and relevant departments in Beijing. You know, they are relatively mysterious and have no specific names. They usually just call themselves relevant departments. By the way, there is also the Mage Temple. I don't know what they are called. .”

As soon as Steve finished speaking, Wade came over with cereal and watermelon juice.

"Sorry, Mr. Rogers, the watermelons here have been squeezed into watermelon juice by Lao Zhou. He said that this way they can be sold to people of color."

Steve shrugged and motioned for the other person to put it on the table.

"Okay, I apologize for what I said before. Sometimes you are indeed smarter than a mule. Now I have finished my words.

I'm going to go for a big health care, you decide for yourself whether you want to get involved or not. Anyway, it doesn’t matter to me whether you participate or not. "

After Steve said this, he left the table. Since he brought Banner back, how to deal with Banner and his little brother has become a huge problem.

In the beginning, Hulk was still a good Hulk who was full of fighting spirit and wanted to give Steve a fuck every day when he saw him.

But ever since Steve took control of his strength and took him to experience the characteristics of more than 30 provinces, municipalities and autonomous regions in China.

He was not very willing to come out.

Steve hated this.

Although Hulk cannot provide him with a strength bonus in a short period of time, it is good to be able to fight with such a big guy.

After all, others may be killed, but Hulk has no such worries.

"Hey, have you seen Banner? I remember I asked him to plan the water system for Sickle Farm. What's going on now? God, I paid his salary."

Steve started looking for Banner as soon as he went out. Banner, wearing a baseball cap, tried his best to hide his presence.

Just kidding, Steve scares the Hulk.

Naturally, he didn't want to see this guy even more.

Although he and Hulk are not the same person, their bodies are the same after all.

When Hulk is beaten, he can also feel pain.

"Hi, you are here. I want to know how advanced the irrigation and water conservancy system of Sickle Farm is. I remember that you have a Ph.D. in physics with several Ph.D.s. This should not be difficult for you."

"It's really not that hard, I've done it. But Mr. Rogers, I've run into a little problem in my teaching career at San Diego High School.

A certain kid named Peter Parker seemed to be very resistant to me. I could feel that he was hostile to me. "

"No, actually he is just hostile to his own cowardice. Okay, help me ask Hulk, is he interested in wrestling today?

You see, this lush pasture is suitable for rolling. "

Steve tried his best to look like a harmless American cowboy.

But he is destined to be disappointed. After all, athlete's foot in Macau is quite powerful.

Banner said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Mr. Rogers, Hulk doesn't want to come out. It's been several days and he hasn't wanted to see you.

He thinks you are a bad guy who only bullies others. "

Steve scratched his hair helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I understand. It seems that I am disliked. The happy time is so short."

Steve said as he turned and left.

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San Diego High School.

Frank has been in a good mood lately, and he now has complete control over Mr. Negative's abilities.

And locked this guy in his basement.

However, for safety reasons, he did not allow his children to study at San Diego High School.

Instead, on Steve's recommendation, his two children were sent as exchange students to Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters.

That's good, at least Frank doesn't have to worry about the child's safety while torturing Mr. Negative.

There is a saying that goes well, only when a person truly lets go of something can he become himself.

Under his management, the current San Diego High School has turned from hell into a militarized hell.

Although there is no difference, at least one-third of the children here have decided to apply for military academy or police academy.

To be honest, Frank felt like he had found the meaning of life.

Of course, that's assuming that bastard Steve can't show up here.