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Dolores continued: "After I was released, I was soon taken to see Strucker. He persuaded me to join Hydra, they would increase my strength through experiments, and tempted me that I would become stronger Charles is stronger and can get all the crap I want."

She swallowed, and said with a wry smile, "I guess they're just trying to persuade them symbolically, after all, I'm already in their hands."

"Strucker asked me to meet them. I don't know their names. The siblings introduced themselves only by saying that the elder sister is Scarlet Witch and the younger brother is Quicksilver. I think that's just a nickname."

"On that night, the two of them suddenly rebelled. Before that, I had been planning to escape. It was a chance that God gave me. I controlled Marilyn, the director of the base, and asked her to take me to Freezing Sergeant Barnes' room, I woke him up, and we escaped together."

Everyone knows what happened after that. Steve looked at her with gratitude and admiration in his eyes. Don't think about it, a little girl wants to escape from the Hydra base and take the risk to wake up Bucky. The courage to overcome great fear.

Fury asked with some faint doubts: "Do you know why they suddenly rebelled against Hydra?"

Dolores also shook her head in confusion: "I don't know...."

"Have you been alone with the two of them? You should have a chance to use your abilities on them."

"It's okay to be alone. They took me to the abandoned factory above the base. There are Hydra's automatic weapons everywhere. I'm afraid that if there are cameras there, something strange will be discovered... Dolores pursed her lips in shame.

"Who did you meet at the base?"

"I woke up lying on the operating table with the gadget implanted in me by two men called 'The Slaughterers', whose faces I never saw. And some Hydra guards , besides that, is the supervisor called Mrs. Marilyn, she is in charge of the operation of the entire base. She has a subordinate named Goodwin, who is in charge of all the children, and then there are only Strucker and the two siblings .”

Dolores told the truth honestly, and Fury asked immediately, "What do you remember?"

"Enough." Tony interrupted his questioning suddenly, the corners of his mouth were straightened, and his serious eyes looked straight at Fury without retreating, "She has said everything she can say."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and said almost provocatively: "Are you still expecting a little girl to do all the work for you?"

What Dolores experienced these past few days is not a good memory. This kind of persecution and questioning is really disgusting.

In the eyes of the avengers, they were forcing her to recall those cruel things, so she escaped from the devil's lair with a narrow escape. This was undoubtedly a secondary injury.

Natasha also looked at Fury: "She needs rest and quiet, this is not a good time for interrogation." The hidden accusations in the words were not concealed.

Dolores looked at them uneasily, and said eagerly: "I really only want to remember so much...Maybe when I think about it carefully, I can recall more."

Steve comforted: "Stop thinking about that, Luo, you need to take a good rest for a while."

Hawkeye shrugged his shoulders in a slightly stiff atmosphere, and calmly passed the steps to everyone: "Everyone saw what happened in the building afterwards, and there must be videos on YouTube."

Peter nodded. Just as he was about to say something, the big white cat in his arms suddenly moved slightly: "Meow..."

Van Gogh opened his eyes, raised his head in a daze, and looked around.

"Van Gogh!!" Dolores exclaimed in surprise, and rushed over to hug him tightly.

Peter let go, and Van Gogh stood up and jumped into her arms.

Dolores buried her face in the big cat's thick snow-white fur, rubbing and rubbing: "I miss you so much!"

Van Gogh stood on her thigh with his hind legs, stood up and put his front paws around her head, and licked the little girl's ear comfortingly: "Miwu——"

This scene is like the finale of a children's fantasy drama, which makes people want to laugh while being moved.

Especially the big cat, who looked mature and reliable, puffed out his chest to let the girl hug him and act like a spoiled child, and there was a trace of natural indulgence in the dark green cat's eyes.

"Uh... Now that the big cat is awake, Barnes—"

Bruce had to interrupt this warm scene, he hesitated to say this, and everyone in the conference room looked at each other quickly.

"I can feel that James is awake too!" Dolores blurted out with her eyes widened.

Done!

Steve jumped up first, opened the door and ran to the medical department.Everyone filed out one after another, running on the promenade.

Don't just wake up and see strange people and strange places, run away and get smashed by S.H.I.E.L.D.!

This ominous premonition unfortunately came true. Passing the corner, everyone heard screams in the office outside, clanging fighting sounds, and even a few gunshots and roars.

It sounds pretty intense.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, silently praying that there would be no bloodshed.

At this time, the figure of Dolores rushed in behind Van Gogh like a gust of wind without stopping. Before Steve could hold her back, he was surprised: "It's dangerous inside!"

Bucky was wearing a loose and thin hospital gown, barefoot like a wild beast, and hid between the overturned solid wood desk and the wall behind him. Several agents drew their guns and aimed at him, shouting uselessly "Get down!" " "Don't move" and the like.

His metal left arm was holding a female agent, leaning against the wall, her feet were already in the air, her face was flushed, and she was struggling feebly.

"James!" Dolores walked towards him quickly. The agents were surprised and nervous, and they were about to stop, but Bucky, who had been ignoring anyone's words and only focused on his madness, was stunned, staring at him with chaotic dark green eyes. Looking at her, the violent expression on his face froze, his chest heaved and heaved heavily.

"Put her down, she's about to suffocate!" Dolores approached him cautiously, looked at him and pleaded.

God, he looks like he's caught in that storm of chaos again!The brain that she had calmed down before seemed to be mired in mud again, and Bucky didn't recognize her again.

"You know me, we escaped together." Dolores reminded him, getting closer.

"Look at my face, doesn't it look familiar?"

There was a trace of confusion and doubt in Bucky's eyes looking at her, as if he was trying to remember.

Dolores carefully inserted the thread into his brain. After having experience once, she was much more proficient and quicker this time. She easily smoothed out the chaotic sparks raging like a tornado, and recalled his will and memories.

The gray mist was like a swamp, solidified and stuck, waiting for an opportunity to pull him back at any time.

"You are Dolores." Bucky murmured, his expression returned to calm, he let go of his fingers, and the female agent immediately fell to the ground.

He pushed away the desk full of gun holes, and the heavy weight hit the ground with a bang, turning into a mess along with the instruments and documents all over the floor.

Dolores immediately stepped forward to help the coughing lady.

With a wave of his hand, Fury stopped the agent who wanted to take the opportunity to shoot. Steve stepped forward quickly, looked at Bucky nervously, hesitating not to approach: "Bucky?"

"Agent Hill, how are you?" Fury directed the agents to come forward and help her up.

"I'm fine." After she finished speaking, she coughed twice and whispered to the blonde girl, "Thank you."

Dolores handed Hill over to her colleague, and heard Peter's surprised voice from behind: "What? How did you do it just now?"

She turned her head and found that everyone was looking at her with incredible eyes.

"...Uh, I guess it's the ability to evolve?" The little girl said softly, her face full of innocence, as if she didn't realize how amazing it was at all.

"Can you read my mind? Are you not reading my mind now?" Tony said quickly, his face full of surprise, but also a little worried.

Is this thing a passive skill or an active skill? ? !

Dolores waved her hand: "I can control it! I won't intrude into other people's brains!" She was embarrassed and eager to explain, fearing that everyone would be afraid of her ability.

Natasha walked towards her immediately, and patted her shoulder with hooked corners of her mouth: "Don't worry, I absolutely believe in you."

Dolores blushed and said coyly, "I'll show you..."

As soon as she finished speaking, under her control, the threads of thinking slowly materialized from the spine, and the glistening white threads lit up from the roots one by one, like strands of flowing moonlight, quiet and beautiful, softly floating in the air .

Little by little, they twisted into two pieces and spread out behind her like wings, flickering and flowing.

"They were very fragile before, but they are much better now." Dolores couldn't help but grinned, and a strand of tactile thread fell into her palm, and she would no longer be as sensitive as before. Uncomfortable, strong and full of power.

Peter touched them carefully, and a few extremely slender tentacles actively leaned towards his fingertips, wrapping playfully around his fingers, light and cool.

"Won't it hurt like it used to?" he asked.The tactile sensation used to be tens of millions of times more sensitive than the human body, and a little pain can be magnified hundreds of times. Even ordinary touch would make Dolores feel uncomfortable.

Dolores couldn't help showing a bright smile of joy: "It's much better!"

Tony opened his mouth silently and let out a wow, watching these tentacles disappear from the tips little by little.

"This is not bad, what else can you do?" Thor grinned in surprise, "Did you take them back?"

The girl smiled and shook her head, then he suddenly felt a light poke on his arm, lowered his head, a meteor-like white light flashed across that small piece of skin, it was fleeting, and soon faded away .

"Then the scene..." Dolores looked at the mess in the room and twitched the corners of her mouth awkwardly at Fury.

Feeling like a mother who didn't control her brat and caused trouble to others in public, she thought in shame, how embarrassing she is!

The next moment, the overturned tables and chairs, the documents scattered on the ground, and a pile of odds and ends all floated up and straightened up automatically. The smashed flower pots on the ground and a field of soil gathered and fell into the trash can .She looked at the only surviving green plant in the corner, moved her fingers, and an empty flowerpot floated into her palm, and Dolores picked up the green radish with several broken branches in the broken flowerpot. The mud puddles in the empty flower pots were stuffed, and nothing could make the hapless green plant look any better.

Frustrated and embarrassed, she put the flower pot on the desk and whispered, "This is the only way I can do it... sorry."

The green radish leaned headlong in the flower pot, and another leaf fell off in a disgraceful manner.

Fury looked around meaningfully at everyone present, and then put on a terrifying and kind smile on his face: "You are already the most caring one among them."

The Avengers present instantly felt that they had been subjected to a map cannon-style strong diss.