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It was past nine o'clock in the evening when Steve returned to Stark Tower. At this time, everyone in the Avengers was not sleeping, and they were all nestled in the living room chasing soap operas.Clinton smelled the smell of bread as soon as Steve entered the door, and quickly put down the little biscuits that had been softened in his hands for a long time, and showed a flattering smile to Steve: "Captain, I smelled that last time." The smell of home bread, have you bought it again?"

"Yeah, Yun likes the bread from that store very much, and I went to buy it specially today." Steve walked over and handed the bread bag in his hand to Clinton, seeing a pile of leftover biscuits and toast on the coffee table, wrinkled He frowned and said, "Didn't you have dinner?"

Steve has been living in an apartment in Brooklyn recently. He goes to bed early and gets up early every day to cook for himself. He lives a very healthy life. Now that his colleagues live like this, he is inevitably a little dissatisfied.

Clinton reached out and grabbed a piece of bread from the bag, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I just came back from a mission, so I don't have time for dinner."

Tony and Banner also grabbed a piece of bread from the bag, and followed Clinton to gobble it up, "Bruce and I just came out of the laboratory, and now there are no takeaways to order."

"You can do it yourself, it's not good for your health to eat these things all the time." Steve said with a veteran face.

"Who will do it? Anyway, I don't know how to do it." Clinton said lazily with his feet up.

"Me neither." Tony raised his hand and added one.

"I will, as long as you can eat." Banner shrugged. Although he lived alone in the past few years, it is usually good to be able to eat enough in that environment, but there is no idle job for him to study cooking.

The captain's gaze turned to the only woman present, and Natasha, who was painting her nails, immediately smiled at everyone and said, "If you are not afraid of food poisoning, I don't mind cooking in my spare time. I also like to cook."

The trio who gnawed on bread suddenly felt a chill behind them. Even though they knew that Natasha, as a top agent, could not fail to master the most basic skill of cooking, everyone still made up their minds that they would never let Natasha have the opportunity to cook again.

Black Widow and the others can't afford it.

However, Steve was obviously not satisfied with the result, and his whole face turned serious.

Seeing that he was about to start nagging again, Tony quickly said, "Next time I'll let Jarvis instruct the robot to do it."

"I think it's a good idea, Jarvis must make something delicious." Clinton echoed.

"Yeah." Dr. Banner nodded in agreement.

Anyway, no one wants to cook.

Seeing their appearance, Steve didn't bother to argue with them, so he turned around and went back to the room.

After he couldn't see Steve, Clinton whispered to the others: "The captain doesn't look happy, and he will teach people a lesson as soon as he comes back. Is the date not going well?"

"If it doesn't go well, I won't come back until now." Tony said.

"I'll go talk to him." Natasha stood up and straightened the folds of her skirt.

Steve didn't go to sleep directly after taking a shower, but changed into a gym and started hitting the sandbags crazily.Steve was very restless, and Sherlock's words in the afternoon opened a special door for him, and now he is

Standing at the door and wandering, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

What should he do? Steve's mind was in chaos. He really couldn't figure it out, so he could only punch the sandbag one after another, hoping to vent his irritability.

But until he pierced through the sandbag, the irritability in his heart didn't decrease a bit, instead it accumulated more and more, like this yellow sand all over the ground, which couldn't be cleaned no matter what.

Natasha leaned against the door, crossed her arms and looked at Steve's upset and irritable appearance, and said lazily: "Captain, Jarvis will complain that you add too much workload to him."

Steve wiped his sweat, sat down on the stool with his hands down and said, "Natasha, I thought you were going to have a beauty sleep."

"How can I let you, an old man, be sulking here?" Natasha said, walked to Steve and sat down, looked at him and said, "Captain, do you want to tell me what you are angry about?"

"What are you playing now, a psychiatrist?" Steve wiped the sweat rolling down his forehead with a towel, and denied, "But you're wrong, I'm not angry."

"That's not what the sandbag said." Natasha glanced at the sandbag with only a layer of skin hanging on it.

"I'm not really angry, I just didn't think through some things," Steve said.

"You can tell me, I am willing to solve your problems." Natasha said with her back straightened.

Steve's eyes immediately slipped to the yellow sand on the ground when she straightened her back. He shook his head and said, "Natasha, I can handle it myself, really."

It would be great if this is the case, Natasha glanced at the career line exposed by her neckline, and sighed in her heart.

Steve's movement of avoiding his eyes just now is exactly the same as Clinton's, but Clinton has a wife, what about Steve?

So things became very clear, Steve probably found out for some reason that he really fell in love with the boy named Yun, and then he couldn't accept it himself, so he was looking for anger for himself.

Natasha rolled her eyes and did not reveal it. Some hurdles had to be overcome by herself, and the child was indeed a little younger.

"Okay, I won't ask, but you know, I am always willing to help if I have any questions." Natasha stood up and walked to the door. Now that she knew what happened, she can go back to sleep with peace of mind. .

But Steve stopped her when she opened the door: "Wait, Natasha."

"Huh?" Natasha stopped and turned her head in doubt.

Steve was silent for a few seconds, then bowed his head and said, "I want to meet Peggy."

Is this the rhythm of saying goodbye to your ex? !

Natasha's eyes flashed, she nodded and said, "I will arrange it for you as soon as possible."

"Thank you."

As soon as Steve finished speaking, their phones rang at the same time. They looked at each other, took out their phones together and opened the short message on it.

The sender was Nick Fury, and the message contained a new task assigned to them. They needed to go to Montana to arrest a criminal gang in half an hour, and the execution time was three days.

"It seems that you have to wait a few days before seeing Ms. Carter." Natasha put down her phone and said apologetically.

Steve, however, breathed a sigh of relief, said it’s okay, and left the gym in a hurry, even forgetting to pack the towels, as if Natasha would immediately send him to England if he was one step late Same as airplanes.

Natasha looked at his back speechlessly and sighed: "A newbie in love..."

Half an hour later, Steve, Natasha, and Clinton boarded the S.H.I.E.L.D. fighter jet. Phil Coulson was waiting for them with the documents. When he saw the leader Steve, he His eyes lighted up slightly, then he straightened his back and stretched out his hand, saying, "Good evening, Captain Rogers, and Ms. Romanov and Mr. Button."

Steve reached out to shake his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Coulson, what kind of criminal gang are we going to arrest next?"

"A criminal gang of human trafficking," Coulson said.

"Human trafficking? When will we even do the FBI's work?" Clinton said, putting down his bow and arrow.

"Because what they abduct are people, but what they sell are animals." Coulson clicked on the tablet computer in his hand, projected the data and said, "We discovered that a large number of missing persons began to appear in various states half a year ago. Snakes or other illegal organizations are doing human experiments, but we received a report from a dog a month ago..."

Before Coulson finished speaking, Clinton interrupted him. He dug his ears and said in surprise: "Wait, did I have an auditory hallucination, Mr. Coulson, what did you just say, what?"

"You heard me right, a dog, but he was a human being before he became a dog."

Coulson adjusted the picture of the dog, pointed to the silly couple's face with three fire dogs and said: "Mr. Pressley is a Marine Corps soldier. He came home to visit his family two months ago. , passed by a small restaurant, ate some food, turned into a baby husky, was locked up with dozens of other animals that were also transformed by humans, traveled several states, and finally shipped to a pet store in New York According to Mr. Pressley, the people in the pet shop will feed them a drug that can empty the brain after they are selected by customers, so that they can forget their human identity and be a pet. But after he was sold The store was reported before he went out, and he was sent to the stray animal center with the same batch of animals. Fortunately, he was adopted by a family the next day, and then he used their computer while the family was not paying attention. Call the police for yourself."

"Wow, this sounds a bit like a fairy tale." Clinton sighed.

"Yes." Coulson responded coldly, and then called up a few photos full of beasts and said: "We traced all the way to Montana according to the clues, and found their base there. There are hundreds of 'beasts' raised outside the base, what you have to do is to catch the criminals in the base without harming these 'beasts' as much as possible."

"This is a bit difficult. We can't hold guns, but they have claws and teeth, and there are so many of them." Natasha said with a frown.

"Of course you can use anesthesia," Coulson added.

"Is there anything else we need to do besides catch criminals?" Steve asked.

"It's best to get something that can turn people into animals directly," Coulson said.

The fighter plane flew over New York, and soon there were no shadows to be seen.At the Fox's Pet Shop in midtown Manhattan, Huang Nan looked at the moon getting rounder in the sky, hung up the phone and said to the little white fox in the room: "Ye Liwen, the third brother has found those who sell 'animals', I need to go One trip, and you will take care of the shop in the next few days."

After hearing this, the little white fox said worriedly: "Ninth brother, but the full moon will soon be here."

"It doesn't matter, I will definitely come back before the full moon, the revenge of the third sister's family must be avenged." Huang Nan said, and before the little white fox could say anything, it turned into a red fox and flew into the air.