Rebirth: I am the American leader

"Da da da."

Slow but firm footsteps came from outside.

Some people say that footsteps are one of the signs of a person, and you can hear her situation and state of mind in the past twenty years.

Some people live in embarrassment and are destined to be in a hurry.

Some people have great power and are naturally calm and calm.

The outsiders are somewhere in between. They are typical careerists. ,

Even if they already have great power, they will still rush because of their own ambitions.

This is a dead end with no solution.

People who are destined to be unsatisfied will feel hungry no matter how much they have.

"Today is a good day. I can actually see so many distinguished guests here."

The old woman wearing a cheongsam and a cane stood elegantly at the door. Although the years had made her older, her demeanor became more elegant and calm.

Steve raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the old lady.

"I don't know why a beauty like you would come to this place. You know, one of my fans said that women are like old wine. The older they get, the more mellow they become."

As soon as these words came out, several people around him were shocked.

Even Wade covered his mouth in surprise, confirming back and forth between Steve and Mrs. Gao in disbelief.

"Haha, I haven't heard such words in many years. What should I call you? Mr. Principal or Mr. Captain?"

"Anything is fine, but please call me Mr. Captain. I have never denied this identity, but I am still surprised as to why you know my identity.

Don't tell me, Nick Fury, this old black ass, betrayed my information. You know, I've been wanting to put this hammer in his ass for a long time. "

Steve kept smiling, not even the slightest bit angry.

"Mr. Steve, I thought you would be more qualified. After all, in the hearts of the American people, you are a great hero and a strong partner who stands on the side of justice.

At least, it shouldn't be full of foul language. "

"Huh? It seems that the American people are pretty cute. Tell me, did you kidnap my students? I mean, one of my students was lost on Japanese territory.

Although it may not be your fault, I advise you to hand her over. Otherwise, I will go to your base camp in Japan. "

Steve was threatening the other party nakedly, but Mrs. Gao could not ignore it.

You can ignore an asshole's provocation, but only if the asshole isn't named Clark Ken or something.

Judging from the abilities Steve has shown so far, although his name is not Clark Ken, it must be uncomfortable to be targeted by him.

"Sorry, Mr. Steve, I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. However, the Hand is willing to help you in this matter."

Mrs. Gao looked at Steve politely, as if this guy named Steve was the villain for a moment.

"Then I wish you good luck, you know? When I saw you, I thought you were a very lucky woman."

Steve waved the Pippi shrimp in his hand and left the warehouse with the three people present.

As soon as they walked out, an explosion rang out in the factory, and Steve turned to look at Frank.

The latter means nothing to explain.

"Okay, okay, okay, you cold-blooded dudes never look back when it explodes. Damn it, I'm going to find all the writers who write that and strangle them with their guts."

Steve complained endlessly, while Wade approached Steve with a mean look on his face.

"Captain, the woman you just mentioned is like an old wine..."

"Hey! Shut up! Mazefak, this is a joke! Damn it, I will always like eighteen-year-old girls!"

"My research shows that the vast majority of men tell the truth in a joke."

Tony hit the target in time, and even Frank looked at Steve sincerely.

At this moment, he finally understood what karma was. Are the consequences of oral sex so serious now?

"So, you shared a room with Old John because he was old enough? I always thought that homosexuality in the military should be rectified, but I didn't expect that this matter has such a long history."

Steve's eyes widened in horror, looking at Wade in disbelief.

"What did you say just now? It has a long history? Damn it, you learned this just to make excuses?"

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Meanwhile, Queens, New York.

Judy, who came out of Hell's Kitchen, was wandering aimlessly on the streets, not knowing what she was going to do.

It's just that she can't stand the school rules set by Steve. God, that thing is as thick as an Oxford dictionary.

This was simply devastating to a sixteen-year-old girl in her prime.

She wanted to find a day to put on her original clothes and walk down the street enjoying the attention others paid to her, which would make her feel proud.

As for whether you will be harassed by others, come on.

This isn't Hell's Kitchen.

But unfortunately, her ideas are destined to be a little too simple.

Hell's Kitchen does have a high crime rate, but beating everyone to death with a stick isn't really a good idea.

You know, the reason why the crime rate in Hell's Kitchen is too high is simply because the upper limit of people here is not high.

This doesn't mean they are all scum.

On the contrary, in extreme cases, the entire Hell's Kitchen is not even ranked in New York City.

So when Judy showed up in Queens wearing a classic American hottie outfit, a bunch of idle black guys set their sights on this white hottie.

You know, for guys their age, they're always very mobile even without a whip on their back.

"Hi! Beauty! Do you want to have some fun with us? We have a lot of things here to get you high, are you sure you want some?"

Judy glanced at the black man wearing a black turban and an open silk shirt, with a contemptuous smile on his lips.

Something like this wouldn't even survive a week in Hell's Kitchen.

"Really? Since it feels so good, why don't you go back and honor your mother?"

It can only be said that Judy is worthy of being Steve's student, although she is not the kind of red and radical thinker.

But when it comes to having a bad mouth, I have at least learned a lot about it.

"Hey! Son of a bitch Bitchi! Who do you think you're talking to?"

When has this black boy ever been insulted like this?

He rushed forward and reached out to grab Judy's hair.

But he underestimated Judy. Everyone who lives in Hell's Kitchen has his or her own experience in street fighting.

She didn't even take aim and kicked directly into the opponent's basket.

Although the movement is not very elegant, the effect is still obvious under her full blow.