[US Team 2] Hey Yo~ Hey Claw!

When I used the tone of "You have finished playing and have any last words, please explain it quickly", the reaction of this group of people turned out to be──

"What? Uncle Winter—that's the Winter Soldier you're talking about—he's dating Captain America? Shit! What the hell! Have you given the dowry? Have you booked a few tables for the wedding? What? No? What are you talking about without you! Get lost!"

"Ah? Say it again, about catching our captain, who is he with? Chakri? Hahahaha! Captain! You finally caught up with the captain's wife! It's so touching, our The painstaking efforts were not in vain... Come on, Aegis, this is a great time to celebrate, don't you want a hug?"

To sum up, their only hope now is the vice-captain who is hospitalized. I hope this vice-captain can be more reliable and provide useful clues.

"Ahem, this...Mr. Rollins did provide some useful information."

The S.H.I.E.L.D agent who was in charge of interrogating Rollins cleared his throat, and the colleagues around him held their breaths, waiting to hear the conclusion. What information is it?

Is Hydra's secret arsenal?Or Hydra's spy list?Overseas base?

"This information, together with our previous repeated interrogation of other members of the Special Forces, I can say with certainty—"

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent took a deep breath and held back, raised his head to look at the ceiling, and after a while he let out a long breath and announced his conclusion:

"This group of people came from Hi Claw Marriage Agency. I believe there must be some misunderstanding among them."

The old enemy of S.H.I.E.L.D. can't be so charming like a neighborhood aunt!

I can't accept the two bureau chiefs──!

The author has something to say: it’s an interlude =ˇ=

Hey, hey, the exam next week is really stressful Q[-]Q

I hope I can be shortlisted for the re-examination Q[-]Q

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In order not to let Captain America die in the hands of his own people (and his own fans) in the process of saving the world, Chuckley decided to take on this difficult task──passing through the control center guarded by Hydra agents on the outside , Call directly from the control center to the sky carrier, let Steve jump directly to the carrier.

It's okay to jump from the plane without a parachute to the ship for a surprise attack. It's just an aircraft carrier, and Chakri still has great confidence in Steve.

"This plan is good, you go quickly, Agent Hande will give it to me, and I will try to persuade her to cancel the sneak attack here."

Coulson showed a high degree of support for this plan to rescue the US team, and pointed Chucky to a relatively safe passage without saying a word.

Just found out that his bank card (which contains the savings he has earned all his life) and the so-called private line are not personal and not his. Rumlow feels that he just wants to be a quiet and sad captive for the time being. .

Sure enough, the world is as cruel as it is beautiful_(:з”∠)__

It wasn't until Chakri, who was walking in front, stopped, that he came back to his senses and found that they had walked out of the safe area cleared by the S.H.I.E.L.D. special agent team. Looking out from the corner where they were hiding, they could see guns and ammunition. The Hydra agents were going back and forth on cross patrol.

It was the first time for Rumlow to see such a big battle.

Even with so many gatekeepers, Hydra has put a lot of effort into the insight project, and it is absolutely impossible to allow failure at the last moment.

"Yo~" He laughed gloatingly, "To be honest, I have confidence in Captain America, but so many people are against you... Chuck, I know you're pretty good, but you can't be here Attack everyone in this situation."

Chakri raised his eyebrows at Rumlow, and it was clearly written on the other side's face: "Please!"

"Who said I was going to sneak attack them?"

"what?"

Rumlow was pressed against the corner wall by Chakri's collar without knowing it. If he had studied the popular romantic dramas, he would know that this posture is commonly known as "wall-dong".

"You..." Chakri's eyes were so calm that Rumlow subconsciously felt that this was some kind of bad joke, "No, no, no, you must be joking, you thought you could just say 'HailHydra' Walk in? Don't make trouble! Hey, what are you doing? Hey! Don't take off ... 唔 唔 ... "

Rumlow's final protest was choked by the barrel of the gun being stuffed into his mouth.

He could only watch as Chucky separated the handcuffs from his hands, sucked left and right on the metal objects in the aisle, and pulled him out while he assumed a posture similar to Christ hanging on the cross. From the outermost vest to the trousers, the only thing left for him is the innermost undershirt and washed yellow boxers.

all right!Although he is handsome as hell and sexy as hell, but he has always been a firm boxer style all his life!No way!Wearing boxer pants can help the key parts to dissipate heat and be healthier, do you understand!

"Don't be unhappy." Chakri comforted while putting on Rumlow's full set of Captain Hydra's combat uniform, "I'm also from the Four Corners."

The evidence is the boxer pants with "KISSMYASS" printed on it that Chucky revealed when he changed his pants.

Oh, and by the way, there's a middle finger printed on the front of those shorts in that key spot.

If it weren't for the lack of movement of his hands now, Rumlow really wanted to do a gesture of covering his chest.This kind of feeling of being humiliated one second and then feeling that finding a bosom friend is so touching and life has light again...

So sour!

***

When Chucky turned out of the passage in the outfit of a special forces captain, more than a dozen black-holed guns pointed at him from all directions.

"HailHydra! Take it easy, buddy."

Chuckley raised his hands and slowly turned around, showing that he was completely harmless.

"From the Special Forces? What are you here for?"

Faced with the Hydra agent's questioning, Chakri bit his lower lip, with an offended expression on his face, Qiqi Ai Ai replied: "It's nothing, it's just some... private matters."

"What private matter?"

The aggressive Hydra agent—probably the leader of the group—stands in front of Chucky with an attitude of refusing to give up without asking for a conclusion.

"Oh, my God, big brother, you must force me to be here... Please, I only need a few minutes, and I promise to treat everyone to dinner when I'm done?"

"Before you make it clear what you're here for, sorry, not for a second."

"Damn it!" Chuckri gritted his teeth bitterly, "You...don't care..."

With a determined expression on his face, Chakri pointed at someone behind the Hydra agent captain.

"I'm looking for him!"

"I?"

The guy named blinked blankly, not getting into the situation at all.

"It's you!" Chuckri roared from deep in his throat, "It's you, don't try to deny it!"

"I... what's wrong with me?"

"Get out of the way!" Chakri pushed the Hydra squad leader away rudely, and Chakri walked in front of the guy with a gun on his gun.

"A man who has the guts to seduce me is not capable of admitting it!"

"Oh! My God!"

"Holy shit!"

The other people who originally planned to step forward to surround Chakri were all stiff when they heard this sentence, not knowing whether to step forward or leave.

Anyway, it's too embarrassing for everyone to exchange gossip in private and gossip about colleagues in the open and aboveboard ─ ─ or gossip about that aspect.

Will we be able to work happily together in the future?

"Don't blame me either, this is your captain's statement, today I will let everyone in your team know what kind of bastard you are──"

Seeing that Chakri was about to start spraying, the Hydra squad leader quickly waved his hand to signal the others to disperse. Before 30 seconds, a group of elders retreated to the side, leaving a small space for Chakri to follow. That...colleague who is said to have robbed someone else's man.

Rumlow, who was placed in a safe area, almost wanted to pick out his eyeballs.

Does this work?

seriously?

In other words, this is just to stage a tearing fight. Why do you have to go to such lengths to grab his clothes?

This one-sided family ethics drama ended with Chuckley's loud and powerful swearing lines: "Sonofbitch!"

The unlucky guy just opened his eyes limply and knelt in front of Chakri without any reaction.It took a while for a few Hydra agents to come forward hesitantly, looking like they were trying to persuade a fight.

Right.Rumlow imagined that if he was a bystander, he would definitely think that the unlucky guy was scolded out of remorse, and now he is kneeling in front of the sufferer to repent.

"Poor guy." Sighing, the special operations captain said in a tone without sympathy at all, and at the same time lit candles in his heart for the group of guys who wanted to be peacemakers.

He didn't miss the smile on Chakri's mouth.

The first time he and Chucky went on a mission, that guy buried a group of soldiers of the fighting nation one by one in the snow with this kind of smile on their heads.

I don't know if it was dug out later.

The first guy to step forward and tap the shoulder soon ends up with the same fate as the kneeling hapless guy.

Then there were those who were dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events.

When the team leader realized that something was wrong, and when Bump shot, Chuckley not only got a thermal weapon, but also three human shields.

Rumlow watched as Chakri held a Hydra agent in each of his left and right hands to block him, and rushed towards the other small groups of Hydra agents as if he hadn't heard the gunshots at all. At this time, he threw out the two bloody things in his hand, leaned back and knelt, slid his knees on the clean floor into the crowd, and began to attack the knee socket of the person closest to him.

"Ahhh! FUCK!"

So, the guy who fights desperately is the most annoying, you have no idea what he will do in the next second...

"Damn it! I remember you! I'll report to the officer!"

Oops!Rumlow stretched his neck to see more, but was unable to move due to the handcuffs, but Chakri had already moved to the blind spot of his sight.

Why didn't he find out that there was an acquaintance from the special operations team in that team?

Damn it!Damn it!Damn it!

Hydra will not tolerate traitors, let alone double agents, Chakri will be hunted to the ends of the earth!

"You idiot! I spent so much time covering it up for you, but you handed it over to Hydra yourself!"

"I see your name tag on your uniform!"

"Chuckley, you idiot, the name tag on the uniform is so conspicuous... of..."

Rumlow silently looked down at the uniforms of the Special Forces that were rolled into a mess at his feet.

The "Chuckley Damon" name tag shone at him.

"Brock Rumlow! You can escape today, but tomorrow... ah!"

The unfinished threat was interspersed with a scream and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and then everything returned to calm.Only Chakri used 007's classic opening action to reappear in Rumlow's sight, and proudly pinched his name tag, reflecting light in this direction.

"Hydra welcomes you, Brock."

Rumlow blinked several times while maintaining his eyeballs looking up.

"Hey, actually, even though I'm in Hydra, I've always yearned for S.H.I.E.L.D.! HailSHIEL..."

As soon as the pronunciation of the last letter D left the tip of his tongue, Rumlow saw Chucky covering his stomach in front of him, blood seeping from between his fingers, and when he fell down, he showed a pistol behind his back, his face A blond female agent with many scars on her face but still with firm eyes.

Rumlow knew her, Agent 13, Sharon Carter.

"Go to hell! Hydra!"

Agent No. 13 spat hard, and walked towards Rumlow with one kick high and the other low. (He speculates that the missing part of the heel was probably sacrificed to a Hydra agent.)

"Do you have any last words to say..." She narrowed her eyes and looked at Rumlow who was only wearing underpants with disgust, "Pervert."

"Yes." Brock nodded sadly, "I'm curious, is it a tradition for S.H.I.E.L.D. to only target its own people?"

──The sky carrier disintegrated by S.H.I.E.L.D. surface-to-air missiles, Captain America and the Winter Soldier are engaged in an all-important debate even as they fall:

"Look! Your partner S.H.I.E.L.D. is attacking you!" The Winter Soldier's metal arm tightly pinched Captain America's hand, while pointing at the wreckage of the aircraft carrier around them, "My team at Hi Claw would never do this Kind of thing, come quickly, I will support you!"

──It is said that Agent Coulson, oh no, Chief Coulson is on his way to fight Agent Hand.

Skye, who watched the whole process at the far end of the computer room, patted his chest with lingering fear.

Alas, fortunately, my mother is only a level 1 agent.

The author has something to say: S.H.I.E.L.D. is actually an infighting bureau233333

In addition, dear captain, what do you want to say about Baji’s invitation: _______

It’s another day closer to 3/7, grandma in heaven, please bless me QAQ

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Hydra was revealed, and more than half of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s agents were either infiltrated or found another job.Steve and the rest of the Avengers had to keep a low profile under the watchful eyes of the aggressive military.

Fortunately, Stark Industries' lawyers are not offline like their bosses at this time. They rely on sharp-tongued defense skills to make every general who comes to ask to investigate Steve or Hawkeye or Black Widow Gritting his teeth, he left despondently.

Coulson's team, under the arrangement of Nick Fury, hid in another unknown secret base of S.H.I.E.L.D., recruiting agents who had not yet rebelled and secretly competed with Hydra.

Other rank-and-file agents, as well as Hydra suspects, were not so lucky.

Rumlow counted the time, one second, two seconds, three seconds...Damn it!It doesn't make sense at all, it's been a long time since he was pushed into this room, he really wants to believe that the group of S.H.I.E.L.D. Impossible, they must be hiding in some small room now, looking at the 360-degree surveillance screen with no dead ends, planning to wait for him to collapse, knowing everything about the questions that S.H.I.E.L.D.

He is too familiar with this set. When he was in Hydra, he often used this set to deal with captives who refused to tell the truth. Some people are very stubborn. Even if you break his bones one by one, it will be more exciting His will to resist, the best way to deal with this kind of person is like this, lock him in a lonely small room, let him lose the ability to feel time, hunger, and all normal people, and the only thing left to the captives is Left alone and hopeless, they have savior-like expectations for whoever walks in the door next—even if it’s an enemy.

In other words, he won't fall for it!

No matter who walks through that door, he will not be fooled!

Absolutely, absolutely will stick to the bottom line, not a single letter will be said!

Hold on, Rumlow, you're a man with GUTS!As long as S.H.I.E.L.D. does not kneel down and beg you to negotiate, you must not reveal anything!

The iron door was pulled open with the piercing sound of metal friction. Rumlow didn't even move his gaze. He turned his back to the door and hummed a ditty tune in a barren accent until the iron door was closed, and the sound of footsteps Walking towards him, he turned around and glanced at it slowly with a look of indifference.

The visitor stared at him quietly.

The strong Rumlow looked at those eyes without fear---it's strange.

He covered his face with one hand, raised the other hand and stretched it forward, made a "stop" gesture and said, "Don't, don't talk, unless you want to tell me that my private coffers are still alive."

The other party tried to move his left hand, but it was difficult. The short man with brown hair did not know what adjustments made his left hand very dull, and he couldn't even hold it firmly.

This semi-disabled state made him very unhappy, but when he saw that the person asking the question was Rumlow, who was usually nice to him, the Winter Soldier thought about it and answered honestly: "You mean to give me the usual pocket money?" Is that account?"

"Hmm." Rumlow nodded under the palm of his hand. All the expenses that Uncle Dong spent on Captain America's various figures and collectible posters were taken from his private coffers. Otherwise, how would he get it? Receipt and Hydra reimbursement!

"I'll leave it to Steve." Uncle Dong's voice was completely devoid of guilt.

"You what...?" Rumlow's palm slipped from his face, "You... what did you entrust him to do!" The money in it was all saved by him for private work!A private client who has nothing to do with Hydra!He also counted on relying on these contacts to earn more money to live as a rich man after retirement!

Now that Captain America doesn't copy his bunch of buyers, it's a ghost!It's fine if you copy the buyer. What's worse is his reputation on the road!destroyed!All ruined!

"I have to prove that I have the money to support him." Uncle Dong replied plausibly, and at the end he gave Rumlow a disdainful look, "But he still refuses to go with me, you must be too poor."

"Heh...hehe..."

"Speaking of which, when will we be able to receive our salary? I calculated that if it is really 70 years, we can receive this amount conservatively."

Uncle Dong gestured a number with one hand with some difficulty.

"Rumlo? Why aren't you talking?"

On the opposite side, Lang Muluo looked at the Winter Soldier with empty eyes. No, he looked more like staring blankly at the wall behind the Winter Soldier, muttering: "It's gone, it's gone..."

How did he end up in this situation?

Eternal Life Victory Group Mr. Rumlow originally planned for himself a life that should be faked with a huge amount of money to buy his life and hide his name after death, occasionally doing some well-paid business in the underworld, and then living the life of Lord Rumlow from now on. Happy life, whether you are happy or unhappy, you can abuse Chakri...

Now it's all gone...

there is none left……

The last hope small treasury also...

Uncle Dong looked at Rumlow's strange silence and sad expression, and tried hard to dig out the modern knowledge that was not much in his head (mostly from the TV dramas & word-of-mouth blockbusters sponsored by the special forces members). He felt that he had made a breakthrough. blind spot.

"How come you have nothing, Rumlow." Uncle Dong stretched out his right hand, which is still free to move, and patted Rumlow, trying to make himself look close to the sincere expression of the actor on TV, but In fact, it was closer to a sinister smile with malicious intentions, "You can still marry me!"

Uncle Dong gave himself a hundred likes, he really thought of this hard-working special team captain too much!

If Captain America sees my caring side, he will be so moved that he wants to marry me!

#On TV children's value development#

#We can't lose SARFT#

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents sitting in the monitoring room looked at the unyielding tough guy Rumlow with "O"-shaped mouths, leaving two lines of tears, and said to the camera: I say please. You take him away, or I won't be able to control him and kill him, Captain America will come and kill me later...

#家有熊儿系列#

"Hey... Hey Claw is really... deep..."

A SHIELD agent looked at the screen and muttered.

"As expected of the famous Winter Soldier, it really is extraordinary once you make a move."

"It seems that the testimony of Agent Jack Rollins has been confirmed to be true...although I still can't understand why Hydra's marriage center should be located in the Special Forces?"

"So, this is the depth that S.H.I.E.L.D.'s enemy for nearly a century should have! What a magical logic this is, we can't grasp it!"

Hail Hydra!

***

Chakri woke up in the middle of the night because the anesthetic wore off.

Agent No. 13’s shot was really fast and accurate. It is said that he was almost not rescued due to internal bleeding. Why did a miracle happen? Chuckley attributed the reason to his (supposedly) genetically modified period. history.

But he was still in pain and wanted to grab someone and knock him on the head!

That's what he said... But it doesn't mean that he expects to open his eyes in a daze and see one, two, three or four people surrounded by his hospital bed and staring at him in a dark room!

"Relax, relax!"

As Tony spoke, he stretched out his index finger in front of his lips, making a silent gesture and winking at Chakri.

"What the F..." Chucky let out a long groan, his hands gripped the sheet tightly and slowly fell back on the pillow. The violent reflex action when he just woke up touched the wound on his stomach, making him wonder if he was bleeding again , "Hell! Do you really need to visit the doctor in the middle of the night?"

"It's not necessary to visit the sick, but..." Natasha's unfinished words can be deduced from the U disk in her hand.

"Oh. Thanks." Chuckri nodded gratefully at Natasha, thinking of his...special physical condition, "I owe you once."

"Good boy." The female agent nodded in satisfaction, turned around and quietly left the ward, together with Hawkeye who secretly stuffed a pack of handmade biscuits into the quilt.

Tony and Steve were left in the room.

"Well, you two have a good chat, and leave the monitoring to me, no problem."

Tony gave a thumbs up, and before leaving, he patted Steve on the shoulder encouragingly.

"You have a question for me, Captain?" Chuckley adjusted his posture, sat up halfway and looked at the nervous Steve.

"Uh...yes." Steve pursed his lips and cleared his throat again, "It's about Bucky...he..."

"Stop first, Captain." Chuckli made a pause gesture, "First ask, if I answer your question, can you do me a little favor?"

"Maybe, I can try, but there's no guarantee."

"Oh, it's not a big deal, really." Chucky blinked, biting his lower lip and smiling, "I'm going to have Brock Rumlow."

Steve blinked very slowly.

He felt that he seemed to get some key information.

The author has something to say: On the mutual influence of Shen Jingbing in small groups...

After the exam today, the blood vessels in my eyeballs burst...

Now the white of half of the eyeball is red.

Blood eye GET

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"You want to 'raise' Rumlo?" Steve repeated the request he had just heard, not quite sure.

"Yes." Chucky nodded generously and admitted, "Look, captain, Heypaw has been caught out now, and Rumlow probably has no choice but to go to prison, but fortunately, I think With a little savings, it’s not a burden to raise more Rumlow, so you say..."

Steve met Chucky's expectant eyes in silence, and he seemed to know why Bucky kept yelling to "raise him".

Is this a traditional culture of the Special Forces?

Hmm...Maybe he can use this to make Bucky not resist and come back with him?

The captain assessed in his mind the odds of success in yelling "Don't resist! Come here and I'll feed you and let's go home!" to the bewildered Winter Soldier.

"I can try it for you, but it's hard to say. After all, Bucky is a victim of Hydra's brainwashing, but other special forces... especially Rumlow, he can't say he doesn't know anything , you can easily find out how many years he worked under Pierce."

Chucky raised an eyebrow dramatically when he heard Pierce's name.

"Uh, captain, don't you know what happened to Pierce?"

"Huh? I heard that he was arrested, but I haven't visited him in person until now."

Steve himself's recent situation is not very good. On the one hand, Captain America shoulders the expectations of the people, expecting him to lead the superheroes to wipe out Hydra in one go, just like the Battle of New York, from the hands of evil aliens. However, the government faintly expressed the hope that he would not continue to intervene. If he agreed to compromise, the government would turn a blind eye to the past "great achievements" of the Winter Soldier.

Steve didn't want to bow his head to this exchange condition, but on the other hand, he also understood that if the assassination mission carried out by the Winter Soldier——Bucky in the past was exposed, even if there were a hundred Steves to help endorse it, it would prove that Bucky was Hydra has been brainwashed and manipulated, and the anger from direct or indirect victims all over the world is not something he can bear.

"Uh, I suggest you better find a chance to visit him." Chakri pointed to the ceiling, "He's upstairs in the special isolation ward."

"Okay, I'll find time to go there." Although he didn't quite understand how it would be helpful for him to visit Pierce, but in order not to argue with the injured, Steve agreed graciously.

"Trust me, Captain." Chuckli pursed his lips mysteriously and smiled, "That's really super exciting!"

***

When Steve was finally able to go out in broad daylight without being surrounded by reporters and escorted by a Stark Industries black-headed van, he was finally allowed to meet with Bucky.

Steve walked into the interrogation room with a feeling of uneasiness. He couldn't stop the messy thoughts in his head. Did Bucky eat and sleep well? Will the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. torture him for information?After all, he was used as a weapon by Hydra. I believe that in the eyes of other people in S.H.I.E.L.D., Bucky is no different from those undercover Hydra...

When Steve had almost drawn the complete "baji crucifixion picture" in his mind, the door of the interrogation room opened, and two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents led Bucky in from left to right.

His eyes quickly swept from top to bottom, and Bucky looked much more refreshed. After the tactical camouflage on his face was washed off, his blue-green eyes looked closer to the color Steve remembered.The metal arm didn't seem to be working normally, and the way it was hanging by the side didn't show that countless car doors had died under this arm.

Uncle Dong sat down on the chair opposite Steve, resting his right hand on the table to support his cheek, under Steve's suspicious gaze, he raised his chin towards the two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents at the door──

"Okay! Jumbo Double Concentrated Vanilla Macchiato without whipped cream, please wait!"

Agent A turned his head and shouted angrily towards the end of the corridor. The voice echoed in the long corridor, and Steve's ears were filled with "Macchiato, Macchiato, Macchiato" for a long time. ..." echo.

Following the sound of stomping footsteps, another agent was holding a tray, on which was a hot drink with a sweet aroma in a personal thermos cup.

Steve looked at the cartoon raccoon with fierce eyes and an iron arm printed on the cup, and was silently moved by the progress of human rights in prisons 70 years later.

Uncle Dong squinted his eyes and glanced into the cup, then nodded with satisfaction: "One more strawberry chiffon cake."

"Okay, strawberries..." Agent B shouted halfway, then suddenly got stuck, turned his head, and said in embarrassment, "It's not the season for strawberries."

"What?" Uncle Dong's cheek left his palm, and he looked straight at Agent B, "Is this...really...there is no strawberry chiffon cake..."

Feeling that he has been completely marginalized, Steve carefully looked at Bucky's expression and the two agents, thinking whether he should say something to save the awkward atmosphere.

But before Captain America bravely saved the world, Agent A wiped his face with a death-defying expression and shouted, "Buy, buy, buy! Isn't it strawberry chiffon cake!"

"That's right! Isn't it just a strawberry chiffon cake, great, can't I make a chiffon cake made of fresh strawberries!"

Agent B has already started to roll up his sleeves, took out his mobile phone and stuck it to his ear and ordered: "Critical Time! Let the winter babysitter team out!"

Wait, what is the Winter Babysitters!Bucky what did you do?

Steve looked at Bucky who had put his cheeks on his palms again, was drinking a drink, and would give a refreshing "huh~" after each sip, and felt that he was not far away from being messed up in the wind.

Then he saw a group of bearded old men in orange prison uniforms appearing at the door of the interrogation room, led by Brock Rumlow.

But who will tell him why at such a time, he felt that the moment this group of people came out, there seemed to be a BGM sounding!What's more, it plays at a slow speed, and it takes 3 seconds to step out with one step!

What is the special effect of this super group's upcoming appearance, who can explain it!He wants to smash the big shield now, okay?

"Hmph, I didn't want to use this trick."

Rumlow looked at Agent B who was kneeling on the ground covering his face and crying bitterly, and looked away helplessly.

"Ivan, tell them where to go to buy fresh strawberry chiffon cakes this season!"

"Yes Captain! If you want to buy affordable and delicious strawberry chiffon this season, you must go to 'Caroline's Sweet Pastry Bakery'. Holders of VIP membership cards can enjoy a 8% discount, and there are limited editions every week. Buy one get one free, reward old customers at the end of the month, whoever enjoys afternoon tea in the store after 3 p.m. can get a set of biscuits with mixed flavors for free! Only $9.85! You can’t buy it! You can’t be fooled! Call now 555..."

"Okay, it's okay." Rumlow raised a hand, and Ivan's recitation stopped abruptly, "Now you know what to do?"

"Call quickly!" Agent A took out his mobile phone and started dialing as if he had been pardoned, but hung up the phone with a sad face before saying a few words, "It's the captain! It's sold out!"

Rumlow's face didn't fluctuate at all, he just nodded, and a clear look of "That's right." flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph, I didn't want to use this trick."

Sighing helplessly, Rumlow rolled up his sleeves, closed his eyes and spread out his hands, as if waiting for something.

"Come on, for Uncle Dong's sake..."

Agent B stumbled and ran out, and it didn't take long before he heard the sound of metal banging coming from the entrance of the corridor. It was a shiny metal dining car.

When the sieves, flour, eggs, and whisks were lined up, Steve figured he must have applied for the appointment today in the wrong way!

"Look, American with fish lips! This is our Italian man!"

Please come and tell him that the person over there who is holding the stainless steel bowl in a super-professional posture is not the special operations captain, thank you!

And why do you have to have a group of men singing "Osolemio" behind the scenes with the standard of a choir to make a cake!This really has its own BGM!

Steve felt he had run out of strength to carry this scene on.

But Uncle Dong obviously didn't think so.

When he let out a long and satisfied breath again, and put down the thermos, Uncle Dong finally licked his lips and turned his face towards Steve, asking, "So, are you finally willing to come with me? Look I have such a professional nanny (manservant) team, I will definitely treat you well, as long as you wear a big shield every day and look beautiful."

Originally prepared two bank passbooks and planned to reverse operation, Steve, who let Bucky go home with him, didn't know how to answer for a moment.

How should the style of "Overbearing President Falls in Love with Me" be broken?

For a moment, I felt that I had become Stephanie, the cleaning girl, and sitting opposite was President Dong who could break the Aegis of Conscience at any time.plus one