Rebirth: I am the American leader

Nick didn't know how to refute this time. Although SHIELD specializes in dealing with crises for all mankind.

But the problem is that this person named Steve obviously no longer belongs to the category of human beings.

To be honest, ever since he had dealt with Steve, he had never figured out how on earth those Nazis managed to survive under his control for so many years.

Sure enough, the Nazis were a tough bunch.

"Captain, I know you are right. But my duties do not allow me to do this, and..."

Nick Fury changed the topic, stepped aside and motioned for Steve to go in by himself.

"There's something wrong with this hammer. We tried so many ways and couldn't pick it up, no matter who it was. No matter how much force it was, they couldn't pick it up."

Steve whistled and glanced at the hammer, and he had a feeling.

As long as you think about it, you can definitely pick up this hammer.

So he turned to look at Thor and motioned for him to come up and try.

The latter rushed forward excitedly, straightened out his chest, tightened his abdomen and legs, then sat down on the ground.

Thor was so excited just now, but now he is so confused.

He clearly had Mjolnir in his grasp, but it seemed like he was denied by the hammer.

What is this thing called?

You fell in love with a girl, you asked her out to a movie, dinner or even a home run, and in the end the girl actually told you that you were not in a relationship?

Steve glanced at Thor, who was a little disappointed, and reached out to pat the other person's shoulder.

"Men just have to go through some ups and downs before they can grow up. But the most important thing is to be able to take it up and put it down, as you can see."

As Steve said this, he walked up to Mjolnir and lifted the square-headed hammer with one hand.

"Sometimes the things you can't put down may have been picked up by others, or more likely, they have been put in by others."

Thor was still confused at this time. He glanced at Steve and then at the hammer in the other person's hand.

Then he glanced at Steve again, and then at the hammer in the other man's hand.

After about three rounds, he let out a shrill scream.

"No!"

Now he no longer had the glory of the Northern God, but only the sadness and pain of being let down.

Nick looked at Steve and the hammer in his hand, although he was also shocked that the other man could actually do this.

But at the same time, he also recalled what Steve said just now.

His emotions were a little complicated at the moment. This time he was not angry, but his emotions were a little complicated.

"Steve, Carter has been waiting for you."

Steve looked at the other party in astonishment, and soon came to his senses.

He looked at each other helplessly.

Seventy years is really too long. He is not Zhang Junbao in Jin Yong's works. A hundred years later, he will think of the beautiful and moving girl at the age of 20.

He always knew someone was waiting for him, but how was he going to face it?

Seventy years sounds like nothing, but if you really want to count it out, why don't things and people change?

"I'm starting to like you a little bit. I know Carter is waiting for me. But as you can see, the environment is not optimistic. I think I will go find her. Please give me her address.

Oh, by the way, is his husband still alive? "

After Steve asked this question, the look on his face sounded like he was gritting his teeth.

Nick hesitated for a long time and was speechless.

In fact, the only difficulty Steve has is the timeline. It's not that he doesn't want to see Carter.

And according to the plot, Carter should have an older version of himself next to him now.

You can let him use the other party's name to cheat, but if you ask him to confront the original owner, he really doesn't have the courage.

It's not his fault, it's just that he doesn't know the details of this world.

"I don't know Ms. Carter's personal affairs. This is my respect for her. If you want to go, I can give you the address. Her current condition is not very good. I am just saying more. Maybe, someone has never Let it go."

Steve rarely had a bad mouth, so he reached out and patted his shoulder and said.

"I know what you mean, and I accept your wishes. Thank you, I owe you a favor. I will take these two guys away, and I hope they won't cause any trouble to you."

Steve showed a rare false politeness. The latter was stunned for a moment and before he could open his mouth to refuse, he saw Steve casually put the hammer on the passenger side.

"Hey! Big Golden Retriever, we have to go home. Do you know how much cotton and watermelon there are to pick?"

Nick's good impression of Steve suddenly disappeared. This guy is a racist bastard!

You bastard who should be on the gallows!

Steve took the lost Thor away, and Nick looked at the bewildered SHIELD agents around him and waved his hands in annoyance.

"go home!"

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The next two days were considered calm, and the gang massacre in New York City finally stopped.

All the gangs have returned to the harmonious atmosphere of fighting life and death, and now they no longer have to worry that victory will bring them bad luck at night.

Thor tried countless times but failed to pick up Mjolnir, which obviously affected his dignity as the God of the North.

He even began to seek comfort from Richard.

As for Steve, he rushed to Tony's Stark Industries. He fully expressed his enthusiasm the first time he saw his eldest nephew.

This made the other party think that this guy had no good intentions. Fortunately, Steve quickly showed his flaws.

He was careful to express that he needed some support with weapons, not necessarily taking them away from Stark Industries.

Mainly because he wanted to try the power of these weapons.

Stark thought this guy just wanted to play with guns, and Stark Industries happened to have a little inventory left.

He didn't refuse immediately and took Steve to the testing site.

This is the firearms testing ground left over from Stark Industries, which can perfectly simulate various temperatures, wind speeds and humidity.

The investment in this test site alone is over US$100 million.

Things were going well up to this point, until the two of them were standing at the proving ground, and Steve handed Stark the loaded gun and motioned for him to shoot him.

"Huh? Steve, is your brain broken? Oh, I know, it must be the fact that women in Brooklyn like to do cowboy style to shake your almost one hundred year old brain, right?"

Steve looked at the other person and said to himself, "You kid has been a bit of a troll when I'm not around."

"No, the fact is that I seem to have eaten too much genetically modified corn, and some of my superpowers have mutated. I just have some speculations that I want to verify."