Lynn doesn't speak

Driven by the magic power of the mage, the Eye of Agamotto brought them back to London 20 years later.

It is still the open space that was ambushed before, and it is still the same as it was before they left. Even the traces of fighting and even the blood are still clearly visible. It seems that time has been standing still at the moment of going backwards, until they finally return, and then start again. flow forward.

It was like waking up from a big dream.

Quicksilver is no longer in place.Doctor Strange took the replica of the Time Stone, and immediately circled in, as if they would suffocate if they stayed a second longer.Lynn felt that this was all prejudice. He couldn't ask others to suppress his feelings just because he didn't have a partner. This was too unreasonable and inhumane.

As he said that, he leaned over and twitched at the corner of the Winter Soldier's mouth, as if he was afraid that Strange would not be blind.

Little bastard.

Pulling off the red cloak covering his eyes, Doctor Strange angrily closed the portal.And decided that if they ever meet again, he must throw these two guys on the top of Mount Everest.

"So what do we do now?"

Smiling and angrily leaving Doctor Strange, Lynn put his hands on his hips, and turned to look at the boyfriend next to him who touched the corner of his mouth: "Do you want to contact Rumlow to return to Hydra? Take my trophy by the way?"

No.

Not thinking the joke was funny, Bucky almost glared at him: "They're going to kill you."

"There are too many people in this world who want to kill me."

Lynn looked at him and shrugged: "Okay, this is great. I can't go back to Hydra with you, and you can't go to MI6 with me, those guys in the intelligence department can do anything, they will definitely eat it alive about you--"

So, they seem to have only one choice.

Insert right hand.When he started, his expression was very distressed.But even so, Bucky can still see that those star-like eyes are still smiling, shining extremely brightly under the sunlight.

"Shall we flee together, soldier?"

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In order to save time and prevent Hydra from coming back at any time, Lynn and Bucky decided to split up to purchase the necessary supplies.

Given that the UK is the territory of MI[-], I am much more familiar with it than my boyfriend.Lynn volunteered to take over the task of obtaining fake identities for the two, and then gave the Winter Soldier a list of addresses, asking him to go there to find other things he needed, and agreed to meet in an hour.

Lynn didn't do this kind of thing very often, and he guessed that Bucky did the same, but this didn't conflict with the skill they had learned from the targets they had hunted.Standing in a secret stronghold disguised as a bookstore, Lynn took the small paper package handed over by the clerk, lowered the brim of his hat again, tried to avoid the shooting range of street cameras, and walked towards the sparsely populated Thames River bank .

The sunshine in London today is very sunny, the streets are as bustling as ever, and people come and go as if they are going to fill up the entire urban area.But even in such a noisy atmosphere, it is difficult to ignore some of the discordant parts.

The new mobile phone in his hand was vibrating constantly, Lynn raised his eyebrows, pressed the call button and put it next to his ear.

"If I were you, I'd be inseparable from your killer boyfriend right now, 009."

Through the current, the voice of Mr. James Bond came from the other end of the phone.Hoarse and sexy as always, but it didn't carry the good news that matched the laziness: "Duke Conston is looking for trouble for you all over the world, you should have found out, right?"

"Their tracking technology sucks."

Through the glass, he glanced at the men following him.Judging from the bulging arc of their coats, it was obvious that they were all carrying weapons such as firearms, but this did not pose any threat to Lynn.In fact, he obviously cared more about another thing than the immediate fight:

"It's been less than an hour since I left the safe zone, 007." He widened his eyes in disbelief, "And you're fucking watching me?"

"What the hell am I doing spying on you when I'm free?"

Sitting in front of the virtual big screen of the Q branch, Bond was almost pissed off by this kind of bastard who didn't know what to do:

"I'd rather send out a hundred field missions than sit in headquarters for five days just to find a guy who's bleeding enough to see God on the spot. If you're on the death list, Mycroft can make the whole MI6 Closing down, I'm doing this so that I won't lose my job for such a weird reason, understand?!"

"Oh."

Moving the phone away from his ear, Lynn raised his eyebrows: "So you can actually just say you're worried about me, Bond. Need I say 'sorry'?"

"Do you feel sorry?"

"Of course not." Shrugging, he made a helpless expression of "it's rare for 007 to show his true feelings, and I don't mind coaxing him".

"Then don't say it, save some strength to save your life."

The street where Lynn is located can be seen from the satellite real shot, Bond snorted almost annoyed, but also signaled the technical logistics to increase the image definition: "Nine people, two directions, NO.17 Tactical channel."

"receive."

He pressed the phone and put it in his pocket. At the same time, the miniature headset hanging on his ear automatically turned on the communication function.With the help of a logistics agent who had hacked into the other party's channel, Lynn could easily hear their conversation, so he quickly heard the leader's order to do it around the corner.

It's a wise choice, but it doesn't help much.

Lynn thought about it silently.Just before rounding the corner, he shot ahead and knocked down the mercenaries in ambush.Immediately, he lowered himself and pulled the unlucky guy whose neck was broken by himself to him, just in time to block the next wave of bullets.

Although they were Conston's carefully selected mercenaries, they were as harmless as furry animals compared to the Hydra that Lynn had faced before.He quickly overturned all the people who came towards him to the ground. He stood still and pulled his messed up collar.The crowd disturbed by the gunfire was screaming and fleeing. Although the Scotland Yard patrol police would be called immediately, on the other hand, it was very convenient for him to sneak in and leave.

He reached into his pocket to make sure the small package with the false identity was still there.Lin En lowered the brim of his hat and was about to dodge into the alley next to him, but in the next second, he was nailed in place by a series of harsh tires rubbing against the ground behind him.

"Come up."

A black Wrangler hurriedly stopped beside him, and then the door was slammed open, revealing the expressionless face of the Winter Soldier in the cab:

"They found out where I was."

Quickly jumped on the co-pilot, and before the door was closed, Bucky stepped on the accelerator.Lynn had to grab the handrail to keep himself from slamming on the windshield in embarrassment, while watching the group of rats chasing after them in the rearview mirror.

"They also found mine." Turning on the car navigation and calling up the latest traffic map in London, Lynn narrowed his eyes slightly: "MI6 has been penetrated like a sieve, I should have thrown away all those damn locations long ago .”

As he spoke, he glanced at Bucky's somewhat unnaturally damaged mechanical arm, and tightened his lips: "So, you snapped the tracker out yourself?"

"Ah."

He nodded, turned the steering wheel, and let the car run wildly in the other direction.Although Bucky didn't show it, Lynn could still see that his left arm was actually not as flexible as before due to external damage.

It should be very painful, after all, there are so many nerves connected.

Lynn thought.

"I don't hurt." Taking time to look at the expression of the person next to him, it was as if the end of the world was right in front of him, and Bucky almost sighed: "Don't worry."

"I'm not worried." Shrugging, Lynn muttered, "I just feel pain for you."

The shadow that followed the Winter Soldier back to the Hydra base was too deep for him, and Lynn couldn't calmly think about what kind of life Bucky had lived in the past 70 years.He could feel anger welling up in his chest again, growling to destroy something, and now, before they settled the score with Hydra, they clearly had something nice to vent to behind them.

"Go to the bridge, soldier, and I'll finish them there."

Reaching under the seat, he fished out a handful of small Brownings.He curled his lips dissatisfied, and turned his head to look: "Melee combat? I can control the car behind me at this distance."

"No." It would never be possible to forget what happened after he returned from the Hydra base, Bucky replied firmly: "You can't use your ability yet."

"Okay then, let's go another way."

After thinking about it, I found that there was not only that kind of solution, and he really needed time to rest and recuperate from the sequelae.Lynn nodded, flipped from the gap between the co-pilot and the cab to the back seat, and grabbed a heavy black sniper.hit.gun.

"Do you remember what my marksmanship training was, instructor?"

Holding the gun in his hand, he quickly loaded it, and at the same time, Bucky opened the sunroof of the off-road vehicle in cooperation.Lin En hooked one hand to the roof of the carriage, exerting force on his waist, and after hanging up and flipping over to the roof, his voice came from afar along with the whistling wind.

Behind him, the chasing convoy had driven onto the bridge.

"I don't remember clearly." Judging the distance between them and the pursuers from the rearview mirror, Bucky controlled the off-road vehicle at a suitable angle and said loudly toward the roof: "But you are my best student One, I will never forget."

"Just as you remember you and other students!"

The man's answer was caught in the sound of wind mixed with steam and explosions.The Winter Soldier saw in the rearview mirror that the car closest to them was suddenly overturned by flames, broke the guardrail out of control, and disappeared in the middle of the Thames River. He suddenly found it difficult to control the arc of his mouth.

Half kneeling on the roof of the speeding off-road vehicle, the hands holding the weapon did not tremble at all.The chasers behind him opened the car window in a panic, and drew their guns at him in a panic, but Lynn didn't look at the bullets hitting his feet at all, his eyes were still glued to the scope, and he paused , pull the trigger firmly.

'Peng——! ! '

Another car was scrapped on this ancient bridge and caused quite a blockage.Lynn shook his wrist that was sore from the recoil, raised the corner of his mouth, and whistled briskly: "Ten rings."

"Arms rated R and above are prohibited on London Bridge."

You could obviously see what he was up to.In the headset, Bond's helpless voice came along the current: "Put down the grenade gun in your hand, 009, unless you plan to let the photo of you squatting on the roof of the car and shooting it hit the headlines of all the newspapers tomorrow morning."

"Don't threaten me, 007."

Squinting his eyes and looking up from behind the scope, Lynn snorted coldly: "I don't want to be taught by James Bond to abide by the secret code. Believe me, this is definitely the funniest joke in MI6 this year."

Although they don't buy Bond's account in their mouths, they actually know that they are not easy to be too ostentatious now.Knowing that Bucky had been listening to him, Lynn reluctantly knocked on the roof of the car, and as expected received Barrett thrown up by her boyfriend, and aimed again, although this time there was no dazzling explosion and The flames, but the bullet that pierced the windshield between the eyebrows still made all those who chased after them terrified.

"Actually, I suggest you turn around and come back now."

Not only is it connected to Lynn's channel, but now with the help of Q, he has also hacked into the vehicle communicator at the hands of the Winter Soldier.Bond's voice rang out from inside and outside the car at the same time, clearly audible, and Bucky didn't need to bother to hear it. Such a thoughtful gesture made the Winter Soldier decide that he could smash the radio with a punch a few seconds later.

"You know, although MI[-] has their people, Boss will take care of this. Maybe you want to join in?"

Try to sound sincere and not like a kidnapper with a bad promise.Bond took a deep breath, glanced at Q beside him who was winking at him desperately, and the other three-piece Holmes behind him silently staring at him, suddenly a little envious of that colleague who said he could run away:

"I don't want to do the damn work alone without you, Lynn."

"..."

Come on, does this sound too fake?

Take out the last driver with one shot and watch their car hit the barrier and never move again.Lynn couldn't help but roll his eyes, flipped back into the compartment from the roof, and pulled the tiny communicator on his ear.

"Thank you, it's the first time I know that you love me so much."

He threw Barrett with an empty magazine back into the backseat, and said "tsk" impatiently: "If you can tell me that you are not forced to say these things in front of McCoff to trick me into taking him back, I will be more Impressed, really."

"……All right."

Shrugging his shoulders, he made an expression of 'I tried my best' amid the cold snort of Mr. British Government, and 007's tone suddenly became brisk:

"As long as you don't die, that's what I mean. Anyway, we all know that M's agent code is just a pile of waste paper."

He spoke so smoothly, and he sounded much more sincere than usual, which could be regarded as an expression of sincerity.This made all the MI6 agents present roll their eyes.

"You decide for yourself."

Finally giving up the plan to communicate with Lynn, Mycroft tapped his little black umbrella.Once he was sure that he couldn't make him change his mind, the vague arrogance returned to his face: "But, at least let me know what you plan to do?"

"Ah, this."

After confirming that there were no pursuers following them, Lynn took out the map from the storage box, tilted his head towards Bucky who was driving, and raised his chin:

"Probably going to... honeymoon?"

Regardless of whether you understand what a honeymoon is or not, anyway, as long as Lynn said it, the Winter Soldier would calmly nod: "Okay."

In the next second, all the communication devices connected to the off-road vehicle were violently destroyed.At the same time, the red dot representing Lynn disappeared from the satellite surveillance and merged into the vast crowd, and there was no trace of him anymore.

There was a sudden silence in the Q branch.

Technical logistics, you look at me, I look at you, and look at each other.In the end, it was James Bond who couldn't hold back the first, and burst out laughing.

Kind of romantic, he commented.It's not in the right order, but I bet they could get married while on the run.

Q didn't speak, but his expression said it all.

And McCoff said that if they dared to marry behind my back, I would report to the Senate to shut down MI6. It is simply a joke in the intelligence community that the secret agent and his mission target get involved.Also, don't look at me that way, not all Sherlock Holmes are gay, at least I'm not, thanks.

The author has something to say: qwq is so tired, I feel that the baby will not be able to write anymore.

I feel that I am still suitable for writing short essays that let me go.

ps Next chapter Cookie, I need to heal QWQ