[Zhongyingmei] The superheroes I bought in those years

new York.

Brooklyn.

In a clean, simple and rustic room, a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes sat on the edge of the bed with his head slightly lowered.

The clock struck midnight not long ago, but the World War II veteran who was used to the routine of "sleep at ten o'clock and wakes up at five o'clock" did not feel sleepy.

He was still thinking about a conversation he had had with Paige this evening.

After the young girl with very trendy makeup and flirting with Peggy left, he walked up, dumbfounded.

Peggy saw him, surprised, but not surprised.

—SHIELD probably told her about his awakening in advance.

They meet again today, 70 years later, one is a frozen antique, and the other is a grandmother full of children and grandchildren.

He is very happy that Carter can live happily, she is such a woman worthy of happiness.

This peaceful society deserves...

"Beep beep!"

The factory default phone ringtone suddenly rang.

Steve grabbed the phone and flicked the green "Connect" button unskillfully.

Agent Coulson's shortness of breath was accompanied by an unknown roar: "Cap!"

"Prehistoric Dinosaurs Come to Life in Manhattan!"

"we need you!"

Steve: ? ? ?

The way he came out of the ice might not be quite right.

……

The car sent by Coulson arrived quickly.

Almost as soon as Steve came down the stairs, the modified car that came to pick him up arrived on the back.

The agent in charge of driving was a well-rounded young man, looking at Steve like a star that exploded, bilingbiling.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Steve thinks he'll pull out the autographed book the next moment.

—Don't call it Steve's narcissism, but this situation has happened countless times in "Captain America in S.H.I.E.L.D."

WWII veterans don't quite understand their...how should I say...worship of him.

But this collective worship atmosphere was indeed so strong that he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

anyway.

The young agent was excited but he was very clear about business matters.

While starting the engine, he passed a pad from the driver's seat with his backhand, and told Steve that he could switch photos by swiping his finger left and right.

First is a map around the Natural History Museum, and then a picture clearly cut from the monitor:

The gate of the museum is so dark that there is no light at all, like a black hole connected to another dimension. Its glass door is crumbling, as if it was smashed by a large animal that is at least four or five meters high.

With another swipe of the finger, it was a video, and the still image was still the gate. Steve recognized the triangle in the middle of the screen as the play button.

——To be reasonable, he is still not very used to this kind of touch screen that cannot be pressed down.

He turned it on, and for a moment, the screams were heard together with the growls of unknown animals.

Countless large and small skeletons rushed out of that "black hole". Their skeletons rattled and seemed to be crumbling, but they ran extremely fast, as if they were freed from the burden of the physical body. .

Even when passing by the camera, a pterosaur that has no feathers but can fly for some reason blows a kiss towards the camera.

The righteous Captain America: "..."

……

"Hmm...isn't it amazing, Cap?"

The agent, who is racing like crazy, finally gets a chance to talk to him.

"After working in S.H.I.E.L.D. for so many years, this is the first time I have encountered such a thing."

Steve frowned hesitantly, with a small "Chuan" twisted between his eyebrows.

"Is this...someone manipulating it? Can you do this with your current level of technology? I mean, use that...remote control?"

The agent slammed the steering wheel, turned to another block and continued to drive forward, taking the time to answer: "This possibility is not ruled out."

"...but agents who were on the scene early said they didn't find any devices on the skeleton."

"And the scanning results of aerial instruments also show that they are completely skeletons, without any abnormalities."

The blond-haired, blue-eyed youth frowned even tighter.

"The only good news is that those dinosaur skeletons were just wandering around the city and didn't hurt the masses."

"We don't know their purpose for the time being, and we don't want to anger them completely. We can only wait and see."

After arriving on the island of Manhattan, the tremors of the earth became more and more obvious, mainly concentrated in the direction of Times Square.

Turning the last block, Steve pushed the car door, but was stopped by the young agent at the same moment.

"There's a box in the backseat, Cap, that's got what you need."

Steve turned his head, feeling something in his heart, and touched the box with a little hesitation.

"Click", the lock is opened.

It has a perfect circle shape, blue, white and red colors, and a familiar five-star in the middle.

—his shield.

……

Night at the Museum in Manhattan has caused a huge riot.

Countless reporters came from all over the city to the scene of the incident, as if they had no need for sleep, were awake at all times, and well-dressed.

Dozens of nearly a hundred alive fossil skeletons are wandering the streets and gradually approaching Times Square.

Archosaurus, Tyrannosaurus, Dimetrodon, Pterosaur, Triceratops, Diplodocus...

From the Cretaceous to the Triassic, from theropods to birds...

It seems that the Jurassic era before the meteorite explosion happened hundreds of millions of years ago has been revived again-except that they don't have the flesh and blood that should exist.

"Is this malicious manipulation or an early warning of the end of the world? What kind of secrets are hidden in the Natural History Museum?"

"The masters of the earth hundreds of millions of years ago returned to the world, what attitude should we take towards their reappearance?"

"The reporter of "Manhattan News" will follow up the report for you, let us interview the witnesses around..."

The camera pans to a beer-bellied man in blue-pink pajamas, still pulling on bunny slippers—his flushed cheeks, and his scare-like appearance, doesn't make him notice that his outfit isn't very photogenic.

"Oh yes, I am a resident of this neighborhood..."

"It's amazing, I was so-so close to a saber-toothed dragon, I doubt it would eat me!"

"But fortunately it may not be interested in human flesh..."

"If I met the Tyrannosaurus rex at the beginning, I can't tell. Who knows if the skeleton needs to eat..."

As he spoke, the beer belly man's face turned pale, and he looked like a 3D version of the famous painting "The Scream".

"Oh my god!"

He covered his face and screamed at a high decibel.

"It's here!"

……

The reporter's professional smile froze, and he turned his head subconsciously, facing a pair of empty eye sockets, the silver-blue flames were like soul lamps from hell.

Tyrannosaurus rex poked its head from the gap between buildings, grinning extremely elegantly and reservedly.

reporter:"……"

Man with beer belly: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Just when everyone thought that the reporter and the beer belly man could not escape the fate of being bitten off their necks.

A man's voice, amplified dozens of times by the loudspeaker, resounded through the night sky: "Hey little reptile, your opponent is me."

Then a golden and red figure swooped down from the sky, accompanied by heavy metal rock music that suddenly resounded through the sky, and landed between the two unlucky guys and the sharp teeth of the Tyrannosaurus rex with a "clang".

So cool.

Not far away, Captain America, who was holding up his shield and was about to throw it, saw this scene and pulled the shield back abruptly, hitting his chest with pain.

Of course he recognized who the other party was. To be precise, no one in this city or even the entire United States would not know him.

The visitor's mask was raised, revealing an arrogant face.

With a neatly trimmed mustache like Howard's and big caramel eyes like Mariah.

Tony Stark.

—Billionaire, playboy with twelve months of playboy girls, unparalleled genius, philanthropist.

as well as.

iron Man.

……

"It's Iron Man!"

On the top of a tall building not far away, Spider-Man, whose face mask barely covered the gap with spider silk, was extremely pleasantly surprised.

He scratched the edge of the building and looked down at the idol, but a lazy voice came from beside him:

"If he played "Come and Get Your Love" when he landed, Xia Xia might be a little lighter in the future~"

Peter: "...What is that? Wait, why did you attack Mr. Stark?!"

Patricia, who also came over at the side at some point, turned her head and glared at him: "The classic song of the Red Bones, from "One Hundred Golden Songs"!"

"It is said that every tasteful earthling can sing!"

"Of course, the highest taste of you people on Earth can only go so far."

"I'm reluctant to listen to it, hum."

Excellent high school student of the 21st century Peter Parker: "..."

"One Hundred Golden Songs"?

80s old songs?

Swallowing the urge to complain and chatter abruptly, the boy subconsciously rubbed his neck and swallowed.

Patricia caught a glimpse of his small movements: "Be good, little spider, that thing can't get rid of a god." Like a certain Thor.

Under Peter's fingertips, a round piece of metal bites tightly around his neck.

It looked like a blood-sucking leech, the subcutaneous blood vessels around it were dark in color, creeping faintly towards the cheek.

Peter felt the coldness of his fingertips, and then looked at the girl's canine teeth, feeling desolate in his heart.

To be reasonable, ten minutes ago, when he was overwhelmed by the group of "resurrected dinosaurs", he thought that he would never be able to hand in tomorrow's homework.

In the end, he was ready to fight to the death. The group of quacking and laughing skeletons rushed to bypass him and ran out of the door. After following the beginning, the Tyrannosaurus rex ran away without a trace.

Before he could recover from the bewilderment, the red-eyed girl ripped off the collar of his uniform. As soon as his neck hurt, he felt something icy and cold.

Once he tried to tear it off, the thing would send out crackling electric shocks, which nearly knocked Gu Qi into a coma.

...and then he becomes a hostage.

Who is this girl?

Q^Q

……

Night breeze.

Below the building, Times Square.

The crowd, Iron Man, Tyrannosaurus rex, formed a stagnant three-point line.

I don't know if it's an illusion of people, but when the Tyrannosaurus Rex stopped, the wandering movements of the other dinosaurs slowed down, and occasionally they scratched their legs agitatedly, as if they were waiting for instructions.

"That Tyrannosaurus rex's eyes are different from those of the others, it seems to be more...intelligent."

Standing in a place with a relatively open view, Captain America held his shield and said to Agent Coulson who rushed over to join him.

"It was the first one that came out."

Coulson had his usual smile on his face no matter what kind of situation he was facing.

Only his hands that twisted the pressed seams of his suit trousers revealed his excitement.

——The Captain America Collector's Edition card in the trouser pocket is already hungry and thirsty!

"And it took quite a while from its appearance to the appearance of other dinosaurs."

"Our people have sealed off the museum and searched it, but unfortunately the surveillance and alarms have been destroyed, and there are very serious traces of fighting inside."

"From the silhouettes smashed on the wall, it can be seen that the two people are small and thin, but their strength is far beyond ordinary people - they smashed through three walls at once, with at least ten meters between them."

"It is currently certain that this incident..."

After Coulson finished speaking, he concluded.

"——it was manipulated by people with special abilities."

"—Two groups of people, one of whom has special abilities."

The two spoke in unison, Steve's expression was determined, Coulson smiled politely, his hands were shaking so much that he almost tore his trousers.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

There is no need to pretend that there is a captain on any mission or crisis!

Hi!Mori!

Comrade Shi Aiguo didn't know the inner workings of the well-dressed detective.

He turned his gaze back to Tyrannosaurus Rex and Iron Man, his face full of deep worry:

"They were not aggressive, and I suspect that the people behind the scenes must have some purpose, and we didn't find out."

"—Maybe he/she has bigger plans."

……

At the same moment, Tyrannosaurus rex seemed to confirm the identity of the person blocking the way, and took a few steps back.

Wandering prehistoric skeletons gathered one after another, the pterosaur flapped its wing bones in the sky, and the stegosaurus raised its jagged carapace... like undead warriors waiting to charge into battle behind it.

"OK...OK... Try to see if your bones are stronger or my cannonballs are stronger, brutal lizard king."

The bright blue palm cannon is condensed in the raised palm of the steel armor, with an attacking posture, ready to go.

"On-on--on--"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Tyrannosaurus rex raised its head and roared into the night sky as if attacking an outpost.

Steve held up his shield and swooped over here, the star shield reflected an inconspicuous light between the street lamps and the light and shadow of the night.

The skeletons moved.

They roar and howl.

then……

"Crash, blah, blah."

Scattered on the spot, bouncing bones one by one...

The bouncing bones formed a few rows of round and childlike letters on the square:

[A distorted Tyrannosaurus rex walked a mile of distorted road.

The six dollars twisted in the claws, stuffed into the twisted coin slot.

Buy a crooked spider, the spider grabs crooked cloth.

How much does a tony cost, a catty? 】

The author has something to say:

From a horror nursery rhyme:

A crooked man, walked a mile of crooked road.

With a twisted sixpence in hand, up the twisted steps,

Buy a crooked cat that catches a crooked mouse.

They live together in a crooked hut.