The Daily Life of Marvel Avengers Villain Staff
Chapter 1 overlaps on the timeline.But no duplicate content will be placed.
Shaking his head: "New weapons will be equipped soon. I dare say that there is no such good individual firepower in the world. You don't understand, as a soldier, I can't forgive myself for missing good weapons."
Sarah rolled her eyes wide.She felt that it was a waste of time to talk about work with Baheru, and it might be more valuable to go back to her office to take a nap, but she still clearly heard Baheru's mocking exclamation of "Sarah who ran away".
Laugh, laugh, so what if I'm just a coward?
Baheru quickly returned to the base. He occasionally came to the pharmaceutical factory to escort the goods, and every time he would deposit some fresh gadgets for Sarah.Sarah simply told the security guards: She no longer accepts presents, and asks Baheru not to give them any more.
In fact, of course Sarah would have accepted gifts, like the little bouquets of wildflowers that Skotel, the little boy who had promised flowers before, sent in every few days—not pretty at all, not even fragrant, but A small bunch is pressed very densely, sincerely.What's more, the bear child is also gifted with magical skills. Every time he meets, he praises Sarah in different ways and praises her for being beautiful.
Sometimes Skrtel would pester Sarah to tell him stories and play games with him, and sometimes he would go to Sarah’s office to surf the Internet, pretending to check study materials, but Sarah knew that he was Playing online games - you can guess from the wear and tear of the keyboard and how often the mouse is replaced.
Slowly, Sarah learned the reason why Skrtel was unwilling to go home. The relationship between him and his father became closer. When he was very young, his father took him to hunt and fish. My father even carried him onto a speeding train, and only found a bus to sit back in the next city.Skrtel was very happy when he talked about this, rolling all over the floor.It sounds like his dad was probably a mercenary or special forces unit and was away most of the time.Mom is very busy at work, has to work overtime, and has to travel.When Skrtel came home from school, he could only be urged by his strict grandpa to eat and sleep early.Home life was too dull for a lively, energetic little boy.
"Why don't you play with your classmates?" Sarah asked curiously.
"They all live in the city..." Skrtel curled his lips, "Father said that only cowards live in the city, and real men must bravely face the wilderness!"
So, your dad is actually Bear Grylls!Eating rotting animal hearts or fresh meaty worms right now?
Smiling, Sarah poked his little face with her finger: "A real man wouldn't let me tell him a story! He wouldn't cover his face with a woolen hat and dare not listen to horror stories!"
"How can you say that? It's a man's duty and responsibility to accompany a lady!" Skrtel's face immediately flushed red, trying to pretend to be righteous, her round belly heaving and falling, obviously I'm a little excited.
Sarah smiled and stroked the little boy's short hair absently.
Sarah, who has no experience in parenting, did not expect that Skrtel was really angry, and he stopped sending flowers to the guard room.Sarah waited for four or five days, and finally decided to discuss with the field staff and wanted to go to the city.
It seems that the Avengers came to attack in winter, right?At least for now, the city is still very safe.
The field staff were very impatient that Sarah would add tasks to them without incident - the base's instructions were that no matter where Sarah was, there must be more than two field staff nearby to monitor.Of course, considering Sarah's weak physical ability, it is a waste of resources to deploy more than two field workers—but when Sarah promised to treat them to the most expensive hotel buffet in the city at her own expense, the two of them looked at each other. Come up with a compromise:
We can go out twice, and you can just invite one person to dinner each time.
Probably still have lingering fears about the name "Runaway Sarah".
But Sarah has given up her escape plan—freedom is not far away, and all she needs is a car to drive as far as possible when the field staff are all withdrawn.
She wanted to go to town, but only to pick him up at the kindergarten Skrtel had been talking about.She has so few friends, and in the midst of a crisis of insecurity about the future, it's hard to make real friends.Even though she can confront Viper toughly, she turns around and is still sad about losing a good friend she "thought she was".A soft and chubby kid like Skrtel is completely different. He poses no threat to her, and even makes Sarah feel a little bit of an adult's sense of superiority.
Simply, too precious.
She wanted to buy a cute little bouquet too, but the ones in the florist looked too much like bridal bouquets.So she went and bought a set of soldier figures—I don't know why boys like this kind of cheap toys.Sarah, who has been struggling with savings all year round and has no chance to squander, even waved the dollars to buy a set of Captain America, a set of Iron Man and a set of Hulk models.All shoddy and unremarkable.That's what she decided after seeing Hawkeye's model.
Sarah now feels like a second-hand toy dealer at the kindergarten gate.The children queuing up in the corridor to leave school ignored the teaching staff's organization, put their faces on the glass door, and pointed and poked at the model she could barely hold.
Sarah asked for help and turned to look at the field team members. They both looked at the sky, showing the determination of the Hydra members to refuse to help her get the Avengers series toys.
Sarah managed to distinguish Skrtel's short blond hair among a group of small heads. He was looking up and negotiating with the faculty and staff in a serious manner—probably not taking the school bus today or something like that?Sarah thought with some embarrassment: Do I have to pretend to be a parent to help children sign autographs?No, no, no, Europe's management is more relaxed, so it shouldn't be necessary...
When the children rushed out of the gate like a swarm, Sarah immediately waved her arms at Skrtel excitedly. To be precise, she was vigorously lifting the toy in her hand.
However, just as Skrtel ran to the gate, he stopped, looked left and right with a confused look on his face, looked at Sarah, and looked elsewhere, but hesitantly refused to come.
Sure enough, I still hurt the sensitive and fragile little boy!Sarah felt that she didn't have the consciousness of being an adult at all, and she should lower her figure a little bit, so she bent down a little and didn't mind her flattering smile: "Skrtel, I didn't mean it! Look, I Come with a gift, I apologize to you, please forgive me?"
"What are you talking about?" A European man with a baby face stood beside Sarah, and Sarah's smile froze on the next sentence, "Do you know my son? Or do you want to use him?" Gift cheated?"
This TM is embarrassing.
Skrtel ran over and hugged Sarah's leg: "You don't need to apologize! My dad is back, and I want to accompany him, so I didn't go to play with you!" Dad explained: "This is Sarah I met in the drug factory! I did what you said and insisted on sending her flowers!"
Sara forced a smile, trying to make herself look directly at the other party, hoping not to leave the impression of some wretched child madness on the other party.However, she could not help but keenly noticed a faint mark on the forehead of the baby face, which was a long-term characteristic mark of professional soldiers.
This is another existence that can kill me with one punch!
She winked at the field staff who followed her, but found that they were all standing far away, laughing and laughing.
Dad raised Skrtel high and hugged him tightly: "Well, it's a pity that you haven't grown into a man yet. I'm afraid you can't catch up with girls just by sending flowers!"
He smiled and shook Shala's hand: "I am the father of this little guy, does he often go to play with you secretly? The family members are going crazy. I haven't let him run out in the past few days since I came back." .”
He didn't say his name, and Sarah could only laugh along: "Sir, I feel relieved that you are here. I was worried... Oh, I brought a gift for Skrtel."
"I like Iron Man!" Skrtel shouted childishly, "I don't like Captain America, he is not as handsome as my father!"
Okay, okay, your dad is handsome, your dad is the most handsome!
Sarah hurriedly stuffed the soldiers and Iron Man into the hands of Skotel's father, and turned around to escape from the chaotic scene.
"Ma'am! I am very grateful for your care of Skrtel, please allow me to treat you to dinner on his behalf!" The other party was very sincere.
Sarah also replied very sincerely, stammering: "No...thank you...me and...my colleagues...we have made an appointment to go to the buffet...um!"
"What a coincidence! Skrtel and I also said that we are going to try the buffet dinner in the newly opened hotel! If you don't mind, you can take my car!" Skrtel's father said casually. Glancing at the two field team members standing by the wall, he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "If you need, I can also help you with your...colleague..."
I have a go?
☆, why give up treatment?Can't stop the medicine
Sarah's foot slipped, but fortunately she was supported by the other party, so she didn't fall alive at the kindergarten gate.
The two field team members who were in charge of monitoring her also saw her, and rushed over in two or three steps, but stood beside her without stepping forward.
She really didn't take the movie seriously, and was maliciously retaliated by the producer.Skrtel's father looked familiar, could it be the later Baron Zemo?If such an invincible villain is set up, maybe it can really help her escape earlier.
Sarah rolled her eyes, wishing that she could become an acting school with eyes in an instant, and express what she really wanted to say to the other party: "You don't even know how much I thank you! Skrtel is so attached to Dad , since you are back, you should spend more time with your children. I came out in a bit of a hurry this time, and I promised to invite my colleagues to dinner. Why don't you leave a contact information... Next time I will be ready, and I will pay a special visit, maybe There is something else I want to bother you..."
Is that clear enough?I was just about to write you a little note.
Skrtel's father didn't seem to see Sarah's eyebrow-eye lawsuit at all, and just said haha: "What's the matter! Your two colleagues are also here, today I treat you!"
The field team knew that Sarah liked this little boy very much, so they were not wary of this man who appeared out of nowhere, and promised to taste red wine together, but refused to let Sarah get into the outsider's car.Their lies came quickly, and one of the field agents put his arm around Sarah's shoulders, hinting flickeringly that he was pursuing Sarah and valued the opportunity to spend time together in private.In the end, the two cars drove one after the other to the most luxurious hotel in the city.
Sarah sat in the back seat and didn't speak, because she was not entangled in her heart.At the Industrial Expo back then, she had encountered the dilemma of not bringing her private savings when an opportunity came suddenly.Even if he ran unsuccessfully once, the amount he could bring out was very limited because he was useless.Why didn't I have a long memory afterwards?It's just that the situation at the Sokovia base and the Rhone Research Institute are different. She works in a pharmaceutical factory and is far away from the base. The security is already much higher than in the past.If the quasi-villain is willing to help, it will be much easier to get out. If you don't bring your private house, it's really not worthwhile to make Hydra a fortune.
I don't know when Skotel's father will leave, so the preparation time left for me is not tight...
Of course, there is the most critical question: Is he Zemo?
So, when picking up the meal, Sarah held Skrtel's chubby hand and whispered to him: "You can't always call me Sarah. In formal occasions, you should call me Ms. Garcia!"
Skrtel blinked, with a puzzled expression on his face, but obediently called out: "Ms. Garcia!" He muttered again: "I don't like it, it sounds like that fierce female teacher in kindergarten!"
Shaking his little hands, Sarah asked persuasively, "Then what should I call you? Sir."
"Baron Zemo... the third, or the fourteenth, it doesn't matter! It's this era, and we are not so obsessed with titles."
Baron Zemo, who was recognized by Brain Twitch Sarah with great effort, was holding a plate full of waffles, and appeared next to them silently again, and gave this title to his son without hesitation.
"I didn't expect you to be a nobleman!" Sarah pretended to be shocked and let go of Skrtel's chubby hand, teasing the child with a smile, "Dear Baron, will you forgive me for being disrespectful?"
Skrtel giggled and reached for Dad's waffle.Zemo put the plate down and Skrtel held it in his hands expectantly.
"Okay! Your Excellency the little baron, can you put the plate on the table yourself and invite Sarah's colleagues to spread the cream for you?"
"Yes, Dad, can I...can I have some more honey and ice cream?"
"How about asking Sarah's colleagues to help you?"
"But he's also pursuing Sarah..." Skrtel pouted.
Zemo glanced at Sarah with a completely unbearable expression. "Men, don't be afraid of difficulties!" He helped Skotel straighten his collar, "Eat well, and then go beat him!"
They leaned on the dining table as Skrtel wobbled his way back to his seat, holding the plate.
"Now is the best chance, only one of them is here, and the other stays in the parking lot." Zemo's eyes are still glued to Skrtel's back.
"I have been working for them for five years... please allow me a little time to prepare? Even a day is fine, I need your help very much... I will leave the city as quickly as possible and will not give You and your family are causing trouble."
"Of course, my flight is on the weekend. Before that, you have time to make a decision." Zemo smiled lightly, "Don't blame me for not reminding, greedy people often get less."
Pretending to be pursuing Sarah's field work is obviously not very good at acting. He has been annoyed by Skrtel's endless demands, and looks angrily at the idle Sarah.
It seems that there is no chance for a long talk.Sarah turned to put food on the plate and said in a low voice, "I want to send you a gift as a token of appreciation - please believe me! Get your family out of the city this winter, preferably out of the city." This country, vacation, live or simply immigrate or something. Wait until spring comes, and then decide whether to come back."
She felt that half of her face was numb under Zemo's stern scrutiny.
But the field crew came over with Skrtel in their arms and put the little one back in Dad's arms. "Sarah, what are you doing?" he asked a little surprised.
Sarah regained her senses and found that the plate was full of vegetables, beans, bell peppers and the like. "Losing weight, losing weight, you don't understand." She gritted her teeth and squeezed a big lump of high-calorie salad dressing in the center of the vegetables.
The meal was so weird that Sarah had to help Baron Zemo III wipe the oil stains from the corners of his mouth while listening to Baron Zemo II talking with familiar and unfamiliar field members. They were all about world politics. It seems that he doesn't live on the same planet as his original self at all.
I don't know where the Winter Soldier is now, and how he is doing well... Holding her full stomach, she thought a little painfully: If he can think of herself, I don't know if he will come to rescue her from the devil's lair... Stop it!The idea is too dangerous!You can run away immediately, if he comes over, wouldn't it be more dangerous?However... her poor brain... can no longer remember where the Winter Soldier is hiding!If the Zemo family can be rescued, can the Winter Soldier, who can't even be found by the US team, really be found by himself?From then on, thousands of mountains and rivers, how to relive the mandarin dream...
Keeping warm and thinking, the ancients do not deceive me.
Sarah thumped herself on the head so hard that her hand slid across the table and the Avenger model she had just bought flew out.
A man at the next table turned quickly and bent over to help her pick up the scattered wrapping paper and the grisly model.Sarah thanked him embarrassedly. The man was still buried in his head. The American team model with the shield thrown out was already on the table. It took him a while to stand up.
Sarah was still busy putting the model back into the packing box, when she heard the field team members greet happily: "Doctor! You've come to town too!"
PhD?Sarah's gaze climbed up the man's baggy suit in surprise, and he smiled at the field staff embarrassedly: "Yeah, I'm on vacation, it's rare to come out." It seemed a little uncomfortable to be stared at by Sarah , he put the model of Hulk on the table in a little panic, rubbed his hands, "Hello, ma'am, I didn't expect you to buy this for your child..."
Before he could finish speaking, one of the Hulk's arms fell off.He tentatively stretched out his hand: "If you allow..."
"Of course, of course—" Sarah watched as he fumbled to fit the unevenly painted arm onto the model.
"Inverse!" Skrtel yelled.
"Sorry!" The doctor said while bowing his head, violently dismantling the Hulk, and then quickly assembled it, smiling awkwardly and trying to hand it to Skrtel.
Skrtel bluntly declined: "I don't like the Hulk, he's big and dumb, he's a—uh—uh—"
Sarah put a hand over Skrtel's mouth.
The doctor laughed a few times, and tried to put the green guy back into the box intact: "Fortunately, the box is not broken, and it can be returned to the store. It shouldn't cause you any losses."
"I have no intention of going back." Sarah didn't know, her eyes were shining, she brushed the broken hair on her forehead, and her smile looked full of temptation, "Iron Man is for children, and Hulk is for buying." Give it to me."
"What?" Now, even the field team members were surprised.
"I've been having nightmares for the past few days, and I feel that if I put him on the bedside in the bedroom, I should feel particularly safe..."
The doctor shook his head again and again: "Oh... no... ma'am... your thinking is too weird." He rubbed his hands in a panic, his neck began to turn red, and it seemed that his whole body was about to burn with shame.
The field team stood up: "I really can't stand it anymore! Sarah, this is Dr. Banner, who was recently hired by the company. When he came to report, you had already worked in a pharmaceutical factory, so you haven't seen him. This is Sarah Garcia, former researcher at the Institute of Drug Research."
"Ah! So you are the developer of 'Eternal Sleep'! I finally saw you!" Dr. Banner, who was originally cautious, glowed almost instantly. He happily held Sarah's hand and shook it a few times. Next, "I've wanted to meet you for a long time and ask some academic questions! You, you, you, have you finished eating? Can we go to your office and talk in detail?"
Dr. Banner's hands were a little strong, and Sarah suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and that familiar yet fearful, chilly feeling swept her whole body instantly.
How long have I not taken medicine?She thought vaguely: It seems that she hasn't taken any medicine since leaving the Rhone Institute. She is really careless!
☆、If you don’t become a demon, you won’t die
Dr. Banner was only excited for a moment. He immediately realized that his behavior was inappropriate. He withdrew his hand and scratched his head: "Sorry, I was too anxious! You continue to eat... I am really happy..."
He sat back in his seat, still rambling on, but Sarah didn't listen to the content behind.She sat down slowly while pressing her chest, feeling that her body was about to soften into a puddle of mud, but she was "sticking" to the sofa habitually.
Zemo and his son were watching her.Skrtel tried to climb on top of Sarah, but was held tightly by Dad's big hands.
"Are you okay? It looks like you're not feeling well." Zemo asked with concern.
"It's a sequelae, and it happens occasionally." Sarah struggled to restrain herself from paying attention to Dr. Banner. She turned to Zemo—although she is also a villain, but at least she has no connection with Hydra at the moment—and forced herself to squeeze out A social smile: "I heard that the winter here is very cold, and you and your family are almost tired of living here?"
"We've all been born here and we've taken it for granted. Do you have any good recommendations for a vacation?"
"Maybe it's an island in the south? A tropical island in the Pacific Ocean, or the coast of the Caribbean... Don't laugh at me, I've never been there." Sarah breathed a sigh of relief, and she felt the need to strengthen Zemo's impression.
"Really? That's such a pity! I really wanted to invite you to vacation with my family, Skrtel is naughty, and it's a headache for my father... Besides, my wife and I haven't been alone for a long time pass."
"Are you going to hire me as a holiday nanny?"
"Is the fee charged by scientists to take care of children?" Zemo also joked, "I should already owe you a lot of salary, right?"
"Don't mind, and she doesn't have any vacation plans," the field agent hugged Sarah carelessly again, "Even if she really goes on vacation, I will accompany her!"
What an unappetizing life!Sarah sighed, stuffed the delicious bacon roll into Skrtel's small mouth, and avoided the field team's arm, only to see Zemo's pointed eyes when she looked up.
Well, I know what you mean.You don't understand why a piece of shit like me has to swallow my breath, right?You think I have no bottom line and no dignity, right?You simply can't understand how hard it is for a guy with negative physical fitness to survive in the villain's camp... I want to run, and I want to get back the money I have spent so many years... Baron, please stop despising me, please?Your son loves me deeply...
Even in such a strange atmosphere, Sarah still worked hard to feed herself. She politely declined Dr. Banner's invitation to visit the pharmaceutical factory some other day, saying that she had a better plan—she could go to the "company headquarters" to visit Dr. Banner, she clearly thought that she could secretly copy some scientific and technological materials, and then bring all her belongings back to run away, but what she said was extremely ambiguous: "Dr. Banner, can you give me a tour?" Your #privatelab# chance?"
Dr. Banner stared stiffly at this smiling beauty. He didn't know whether the other person expressed the literal meaning or what he thought it meant. No, no, no, he is such a serious person, so he won't have any impure associations. Woolen cloth!He just wanted to chat with her about the efficacy of the "Eternal Sleep" medicine.
However, this beauty stood up before the men, smiled coquettishly and beckoned everyone to leave together.Dr. Banner didn't actually finish eating—since he got another self in his body, his food intake has been increasing exponentially—but it doesn't matter, eating less is good for health.He told himself dazedly: don't think too much, maybe she likes to tease the stupid men around her just like Natasha.look!How she looked like Natasha when she smiled!ah!The eyes are like little hooks, and the ability to catch in your heart is also similar!
Dr. Banner's eyes fell on Sarah's slender jade hands. She was tapping the model on the table with her fingers, when suddenly a sly smile crossed her lips: "Doctor, can you help me?" Take this green guy to the car? My colleagues will be happy to take you back to the headquarters." Banner silently picked up the Hulk model that was too stupid to look at, and walked behind them with his head down. He quietly I counted my pulse, and it seemed to be normal, just a little flustered.
Sarah's ears were already filled with the wind from the bottom of her heart. She knew that she must have done something inappropriate, but she couldn't tell the difference rationally. She was even vaguely complacent, as if even the field crew The face and Zemo's sharp gaze can only exist as a halo of femininity.
The medicine cannot be stopped!The medicine cannot be stopped!I have to look for it again when I go back, what if there is a backup of "Thriller" in the luggage I brought?Is this a dependency?Why does the impact of the spiritual imprint seem to be particularly serious this time?
"Dad, what are you looking at? There's nothing there!" Skrtel's voice came from Sarah's side.
Sarah asked Zemo with concerned eyes - it doesn't matter how much you look down on me, a small ant, but you are the one who offered to help me!I have to express my respect and expectation to you, don't I?
Zemo looked away from an open space on the corner of the street, squeezed Skrtel's sensual chin, and asked Sarah with a smile: "You haven't met any serious enemies, have you? I always feel that someone is watching us!"
"How is that possible?" The field team quickly took the conversation, "Maybe it's our colleague, he has been waiting in the parking lot for too long."
"That's true." Zemo didn't delve into the difference, he just took a deep look at Sarah, "We're going home too... So, good luck!"
"I wish... you and your family... a happy holiday!" Sarah nodded vigorously.It doesn't matter, she will call Zemo for help again, and still have the opportunity to keep instilling #冬必要假备# this unsolvable theory.
Parking is a huge problem in this city, and Sarah is thankful she doesn't step out in high heels.However, when she accidentally stepped into the gap between the stone bricks, she leaned lightly towards Banner.
Banner focused on the stupid green thing in his hand—does another me really look like this?No no no, Steve's model doesn't look that much like me either!
Her hand came over—who, after all, licensed the toymakers to make these models?Whoever does this has never seen us, has he?Can't we talk it over and pay at least a little royalties?
Oh no no no, she seems to be looking at me - is it true that she said she was going to put this thing by the bed?Would she really like the Hulk in the news?Must be joking, right?But, she really bought this, and asked me to help her take it to the car...
Sarah held Banner's arm skillfully, as if she had done it countless times before. She knew that this was Natasha's spiritual imprint again, a natural reaction radiated after her memory was enhanced.The way to judge is very simple. When she was close to Banner, she felt a certain kind of peace in her heart, at least there was no feeling of chilly wind blowing from all directions, warm and peaceful.
The spiritual imprint controlled her and gave her a different kind of courage than usual.Sarah thought very opportunistically: Why did the widow sister leave a spiritual imprint instead of a physical imprint?If she had half of that vigorous skill, she could easily get back what belonged to her, and she would have been free to enjoy her own life long ago.
The field team members can't bear to look at the unscrupulous behavior of their surveillance objects.Originally he was the first to walk in the front, but suddenly he froze in the middle of the parking lot.
"Excuse me...what's the matter?" Dr. Banner asked hesitantly in a slow tone.
The field staff turned around, and Sarah, who was approaching, also saw——
The other field worker was not in the car, the cab was empty, the key was inserted, and the door was open...
"This is, go to—" Toilet?
"You guys, go in!" The field agent drew out his gun, held it in his hand, and signaled to Sarah and Banner.
Banner also saw the gun in the hands of the field staff, his expression was not nervous, but a little anxious, and tried to appease the field team: "Don't worry, maybe nothing..."
"Go in!" The field staff yelled.
Sarah saw him pressing the siren on his body, which was a signaling device capable of global positioning. Given the distance between the base and the city, it would take less than an hour for this place to be surrounded by the rushing field staff. "Let's get in the car first," Sarah whispered.
"But I don't have a driver's license here!" Banner also replied in a low voice.
Sarah looked at this scientist who always seemed not very bright in surprise—you are a genius, you must be a genius, otherwise how can you live in this world with this kind of brain circuit, and you can also sneak into the Avengers? Li!
She pushed the other person into the back seat, and the other person was still trying to open the car door and jump out.
"It may be dangerous!" Sarah was confused.
"It's because...it's really dangerous, the farther away you are from me, the better!" Banner was about to jump out of the car when he was patted back by the nervous field team member with the car door.
"I just don't think that's right for a father and son!" The field agent slapped the steering wheel hard, and they started rampaging in the parking lot.
Sarah was very worried, and also complained for Baron Zemo and his son: "They have been with us all the time! Don't be so pessimistic, maybe your colleague will show up in a while!"
"What do you know?" The field staff's eyes were bloodshot, "It's a big mistake not to stick to the post! Baron Sterak will not allow us to make such a mistake! He didn't leave, he disappeared, and he didn't even send out the signal! You know what it means ? Who? Who knows how we use the sirens?"
"Don't be so excited..." As a well-behaved and incompetent passenger, Sarah still tried to calm the driver's emotions.
But Banner beside him shouted, "Get out of the way, there is—"
Before the words were finished, the racing car turned backwards 700 degrees and rolled over.Sarah watched in horror as she got closer and closer to the roof, her whole face and head felt almost flattened... Her vision began to distort in the rotation, and her senses seemed to return to the In a familiar scene in the past... Her last memory is that Banner beside her suddenly swelled up and squeezed herself out of the car window. Countless glass sliced across her skin, and the splash of blood was even thicker than her own body. To fall half a step late.
It's like a movie montage in slow motion, and the screen goes black in an instant.
☆、If life deceives you
The author has something to say: I forgot to add an explanation: Dear friends, skipping this chapter will not affect the plot at all!
Every morning, Georgy climbed over a small hill, passed the towering People's Palace, passed through a small, somewhat dirty park, and then turned to the riverside path to reach the old building with high rent but mediocre conditions. apartment.
He's as unkempt as a stray dog who's been wandering around all night, and his stomach is as empty as if all the alcohol was on fire.He didn't want to see anyone at all, but he was also very clear that the residents of this apartment lacked the habit of getting up healthy and early, and the first person he could meet was mostly his boyfriend Vasily who vomited on the bed after drinking too much— — They have been living together for almost five years, and Vasily has spent every penny his bar earns, and has drunk or sold his well-stocked wine.
However, he cherishes this friendship very much.Vasily's youth is so dazzling, he is as lively as a cooing pigeon in the square, and he is saying goodbye to the best years of his life, and has to walk to and from get off work every day to slow down the speed of his bloated body.
The wooden stairs creaked, he was panting like a cow, his eyes were black, and he felt as if his body was about to fall backwards... Wouldn't it be better if he let go of his hand so cleanly that he no longer had to force himself to hold on? What about a little?
A hand was quietly attached to his back, but it gave him an extremely powerful boost.Barely able to react, he had already been pushed up several steps hastily.
Georgi was horrified and grateful at the same time. He didn't understand how he was so old that he didn't even hear other people's footsteps, and he was very grateful that someone would reach out when this ridiculous thought of giving up came to him Help.
"Thank you - you." The wall lamp in the stairwell was turned off early, and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.It was a burly young man, covered in the smell of night dew, and wearing thick gloves on his hands.The young man followed behind him, maybe he was dragged down by his speed for a long time, or he just rushed behind him.That hand was still firmly attached to his back, almost supporting his entire body.
Next, their pace accelerated a lot.since age 6
Sarah rolled her eyes wide.She felt that it was a waste of time to talk about work with Baheru, and it might be more valuable to go back to her office to take a nap, but she still clearly heard Baheru's mocking exclamation of "Sarah who ran away".
Laugh, laugh, so what if I'm just a coward?
Baheru quickly returned to the base. He occasionally came to the pharmaceutical factory to escort the goods, and every time he would deposit some fresh gadgets for Sarah.Sarah simply told the security guards: She no longer accepts presents, and asks Baheru not to give them any more.
In fact, of course Sarah would have accepted gifts, like the little bouquets of wildflowers that Skotel, the little boy who had promised flowers before, sent in every few days—not pretty at all, not even fragrant, but A small bunch is pressed very densely, sincerely.What's more, the bear child is also gifted with magical skills. Every time he meets, he praises Sarah in different ways and praises her for being beautiful.
Sometimes Skrtel would pester Sarah to tell him stories and play games with him, and sometimes he would go to Sarah’s office to surf the Internet, pretending to check study materials, but Sarah knew that he was Playing online games - you can guess from the wear and tear of the keyboard and how often the mouse is replaced.
Slowly, Sarah learned the reason why Skrtel was unwilling to go home. The relationship between him and his father became closer. When he was very young, his father took him to hunt and fish. My father even carried him onto a speeding train, and only found a bus to sit back in the next city.Skrtel was very happy when he talked about this, rolling all over the floor.It sounds like his dad was probably a mercenary or special forces unit and was away most of the time.Mom is very busy at work, has to work overtime, and has to travel.When Skrtel came home from school, he could only be urged by his strict grandpa to eat and sleep early.Home life was too dull for a lively, energetic little boy.
"Why don't you play with your classmates?" Sarah asked curiously.
"They all live in the city..." Skrtel curled his lips, "Father said that only cowards live in the city, and real men must bravely face the wilderness!"
So, your dad is actually Bear Grylls!Eating rotting animal hearts or fresh meaty worms right now?
Smiling, Sarah poked his little face with her finger: "A real man wouldn't let me tell him a story! He wouldn't cover his face with a woolen hat and dare not listen to horror stories!"
"How can you say that? It's a man's duty and responsibility to accompany a lady!" Skrtel's face immediately flushed red, trying to pretend to be righteous, her round belly heaving and falling, obviously I'm a little excited.
Sarah smiled and stroked the little boy's short hair absently.
Sarah, who has no experience in parenting, did not expect that Skrtel was really angry, and he stopped sending flowers to the guard room.Sarah waited for four or five days, and finally decided to discuss with the field staff and wanted to go to the city.
It seems that the Avengers came to attack in winter, right?At least for now, the city is still very safe.
The field staff were very impatient that Sarah would add tasks to them without incident - the base's instructions were that no matter where Sarah was, there must be more than two field staff nearby to monitor.Of course, considering Sarah's weak physical ability, it is a waste of resources to deploy more than two field workers—but when Sarah promised to treat them to the most expensive hotel buffet in the city at her own expense, the two of them looked at each other. Come up with a compromise:
We can go out twice, and you can just invite one person to dinner each time.
Probably still have lingering fears about the name "Runaway Sarah".
But Sarah has given up her escape plan—freedom is not far away, and all she needs is a car to drive as far as possible when the field staff are all withdrawn.
She wanted to go to town, but only to pick him up at the kindergarten Skrtel had been talking about.She has so few friends, and in the midst of a crisis of insecurity about the future, it's hard to make real friends.Even though she can confront Viper toughly, she turns around and is still sad about losing a good friend she "thought she was".A soft and chubby kid like Skrtel is completely different. He poses no threat to her, and even makes Sarah feel a little bit of an adult's sense of superiority.
Simply, too precious.
She wanted to buy a cute little bouquet too, but the ones in the florist looked too much like bridal bouquets.So she went and bought a set of soldier figures—I don't know why boys like this kind of cheap toys.Sarah, who has been struggling with savings all year round and has no chance to squander, even waved the dollars to buy a set of Captain America, a set of Iron Man and a set of Hulk models.All shoddy and unremarkable.That's what she decided after seeing Hawkeye's model.
Sarah now feels like a second-hand toy dealer at the kindergarten gate.The children queuing up in the corridor to leave school ignored the teaching staff's organization, put their faces on the glass door, and pointed and poked at the model she could barely hold.
Sarah asked for help and turned to look at the field team members. They both looked at the sky, showing the determination of the Hydra members to refuse to help her get the Avengers series toys.
Sarah managed to distinguish Skrtel's short blond hair among a group of small heads. He was looking up and negotiating with the faculty and staff in a serious manner—probably not taking the school bus today or something like that?Sarah thought with some embarrassment: Do I have to pretend to be a parent to help children sign autographs?No, no, no, Europe's management is more relaxed, so it shouldn't be necessary...
When the children rushed out of the gate like a swarm, Sarah immediately waved her arms at Skrtel excitedly. To be precise, she was vigorously lifting the toy in her hand.
However, just as Skrtel ran to the gate, he stopped, looked left and right with a confused look on his face, looked at Sarah, and looked elsewhere, but hesitantly refused to come.
Sure enough, I still hurt the sensitive and fragile little boy!Sarah felt that she didn't have the consciousness of being an adult at all, and she should lower her figure a little bit, so she bent down a little and didn't mind her flattering smile: "Skrtel, I didn't mean it! Look, I Come with a gift, I apologize to you, please forgive me?"
"What are you talking about?" A European man with a baby face stood beside Sarah, and Sarah's smile froze on the next sentence, "Do you know my son? Or do you want to use him?" Gift cheated?"
This TM is embarrassing.
Skrtel ran over and hugged Sarah's leg: "You don't need to apologize! My dad is back, and I want to accompany him, so I didn't go to play with you!" Dad explained: "This is Sarah I met in the drug factory! I did what you said and insisted on sending her flowers!"
Sara forced a smile, trying to make herself look directly at the other party, hoping not to leave the impression of some wretched child madness on the other party.However, she could not help but keenly noticed a faint mark on the forehead of the baby face, which was a long-term characteristic mark of professional soldiers.
This is another existence that can kill me with one punch!
She winked at the field staff who followed her, but found that they were all standing far away, laughing and laughing.
Dad raised Skrtel high and hugged him tightly: "Well, it's a pity that you haven't grown into a man yet. I'm afraid you can't catch up with girls just by sending flowers!"
He smiled and shook Shala's hand: "I am the father of this little guy, does he often go to play with you secretly? The family members are going crazy. I haven't let him run out in the past few days since I came back." .”
He didn't say his name, and Sarah could only laugh along: "Sir, I feel relieved that you are here. I was worried... Oh, I brought a gift for Skrtel."
"I like Iron Man!" Skrtel shouted childishly, "I don't like Captain America, he is not as handsome as my father!"
Okay, okay, your dad is handsome, your dad is the most handsome!
Sarah hurriedly stuffed the soldiers and Iron Man into the hands of Skotel's father, and turned around to escape from the chaotic scene.
"Ma'am! I am very grateful for your care of Skrtel, please allow me to treat you to dinner on his behalf!" The other party was very sincere.
Sarah also replied very sincerely, stammering: "No...thank you...me and...my colleagues...we have made an appointment to go to the buffet...um!"
"What a coincidence! Skrtel and I also said that we are going to try the buffet dinner in the newly opened hotel! If you don't mind, you can take my car!" Skrtel's father said casually. Glancing at the two field team members standing by the wall, he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "If you need, I can also help you with your...colleague..."
I have a go?
☆, why give up treatment?Can't stop the medicine
Sarah's foot slipped, but fortunately she was supported by the other party, so she didn't fall alive at the kindergarten gate.
The two field team members who were in charge of monitoring her also saw her, and rushed over in two or three steps, but stood beside her without stepping forward.
She really didn't take the movie seriously, and was maliciously retaliated by the producer.Skrtel's father looked familiar, could it be the later Baron Zemo?If such an invincible villain is set up, maybe it can really help her escape earlier.
Sarah rolled her eyes, wishing that she could become an acting school with eyes in an instant, and express what she really wanted to say to the other party: "You don't even know how much I thank you! Skrtel is so attached to Dad , since you are back, you should spend more time with your children. I came out in a bit of a hurry this time, and I promised to invite my colleagues to dinner. Why don't you leave a contact information... Next time I will be ready, and I will pay a special visit, maybe There is something else I want to bother you..."
Is that clear enough?I was just about to write you a little note.
Skrtel's father didn't seem to see Sarah's eyebrow-eye lawsuit at all, and just said haha: "What's the matter! Your two colleagues are also here, today I treat you!"
The field team knew that Sarah liked this little boy very much, so they were not wary of this man who appeared out of nowhere, and promised to taste red wine together, but refused to let Sarah get into the outsider's car.Their lies came quickly, and one of the field agents put his arm around Sarah's shoulders, hinting flickeringly that he was pursuing Sarah and valued the opportunity to spend time together in private.In the end, the two cars drove one after the other to the most luxurious hotel in the city.
Sarah sat in the back seat and didn't speak, because she was not entangled in her heart.At the Industrial Expo back then, she had encountered the dilemma of not bringing her private savings when an opportunity came suddenly.Even if he ran unsuccessfully once, the amount he could bring out was very limited because he was useless.Why didn't I have a long memory afterwards?It's just that the situation at the Sokovia base and the Rhone Research Institute are different. She works in a pharmaceutical factory and is far away from the base. The security is already much higher than in the past.If the quasi-villain is willing to help, it will be much easier to get out. If you don't bring your private house, it's really not worthwhile to make Hydra a fortune.
I don't know when Skotel's father will leave, so the preparation time left for me is not tight...
Of course, there is the most critical question: Is he Zemo?
So, when picking up the meal, Sarah held Skrtel's chubby hand and whispered to him: "You can't always call me Sarah. In formal occasions, you should call me Ms. Garcia!"
Skrtel blinked, with a puzzled expression on his face, but obediently called out: "Ms. Garcia!" He muttered again: "I don't like it, it sounds like that fierce female teacher in kindergarten!"
Shaking his little hands, Sarah asked persuasively, "Then what should I call you? Sir."
"Baron Zemo... the third, or the fourteenth, it doesn't matter! It's this era, and we are not so obsessed with titles."
Baron Zemo, who was recognized by Brain Twitch Sarah with great effort, was holding a plate full of waffles, and appeared next to them silently again, and gave this title to his son without hesitation.
"I didn't expect you to be a nobleman!" Sarah pretended to be shocked and let go of Skrtel's chubby hand, teasing the child with a smile, "Dear Baron, will you forgive me for being disrespectful?"
Skrtel giggled and reached for Dad's waffle.Zemo put the plate down and Skrtel held it in his hands expectantly.
"Okay! Your Excellency the little baron, can you put the plate on the table yourself and invite Sarah's colleagues to spread the cream for you?"
"Yes, Dad, can I...can I have some more honey and ice cream?"
"How about asking Sarah's colleagues to help you?"
"But he's also pursuing Sarah..." Skrtel pouted.
Zemo glanced at Sarah with a completely unbearable expression. "Men, don't be afraid of difficulties!" He helped Skotel straighten his collar, "Eat well, and then go beat him!"
They leaned on the dining table as Skrtel wobbled his way back to his seat, holding the plate.
"Now is the best chance, only one of them is here, and the other stays in the parking lot." Zemo's eyes are still glued to Skrtel's back.
"I have been working for them for five years... please allow me a little time to prepare? Even a day is fine, I need your help very much... I will leave the city as quickly as possible and will not give You and your family are causing trouble."
"Of course, my flight is on the weekend. Before that, you have time to make a decision." Zemo smiled lightly, "Don't blame me for not reminding, greedy people often get less."
Pretending to be pursuing Sarah's field work is obviously not very good at acting. He has been annoyed by Skrtel's endless demands, and looks angrily at the idle Sarah.
It seems that there is no chance for a long talk.Sarah turned to put food on the plate and said in a low voice, "I want to send you a gift as a token of appreciation - please believe me! Get your family out of the city this winter, preferably out of the city." This country, vacation, live or simply immigrate or something. Wait until spring comes, and then decide whether to come back."
She felt that half of her face was numb under Zemo's stern scrutiny.
But the field crew came over with Skrtel in their arms and put the little one back in Dad's arms. "Sarah, what are you doing?" he asked a little surprised.
Sarah regained her senses and found that the plate was full of vegetables, beans, bell peppers and the like. "Losing weight, losing weight, you don't understand." She gritted her teeth and squeezed a big lump of high-calorie salad dressing in the center of the vegetables.
The meal was so weird that Sarah had to help Baron Zemo III wipe the oil stains from the corners of his mouth while listening to Baron Zemo II talking with familiar and unfamiliar field members. They were all about world politics. It seems that he doesn't live on the same planet as his original self at all.
I don't know where the Winter Soldier is now, and how he is doing well... Holding her full stomach, she thought a little painfully: If he can think of herself, I don't know if he will come to rescue her from the devil's lair... Stop it!The idea is too dangerous!You can run away immediately, if he comes over, wouldn't it be more dangerous?However... her poor brain... can no longer remember where the Winter Soldier is hiding!If the Zemo family can be rescued, can the Winter Soldier, who can't even be found by the US team, really be found by himself?From then on, thousands of mountains and rivers, how to relive the mandarin dream...
Keeping warm and thinking, the ancients do not deceive me.
Sarah thumped herself on the head so hard that her hand slid across the table and the Avenger model she had just bought flew out.
A man at the next table turned quickly and bent over to help her pick up the scattered wrapping paper and the grisly model.Sarah thanked him embarrassedly. The man was still buried in his head. The American team model with the shield thrown out was already on the table. It took him a while to stand up.
Sarah was still busy putting the model back into the packing box, when she heard the field team members greet happily: "Doctor! You've come to town too!"
PhD?Sarah's gaze climbed up the man's baggy suit in surprise, and he smiled at the field staff embarrassedly: "Yeah, I'm on vacation, it's rare to come out." It seemed a little uncomfortable to be stared at by Sarah , he put the model of Hulk on the table in a little panic, rubbed his hands, "Hello, ma'am, I didn't expect you to buy this for your child..."
Before he could finish speaking, one of the Hulk's arms fell off.He tentatively stretched out his hand: "If you allow..."
"Of course, of course—" Sarah watched as he fumbled to fit the unevenly painted arm onto the model.
"Inverse!" Skrtel yelled.
"Sorry!" The doctor said while bowing his head, violently dismantling the Hulk, and then quickly assembled it, smiling awkwardly and trying to hand it to Skrtel.
Skrtel bluntly declined: "I don't like the Hulk, he's big and dumb, he's a—uh—uh—"
Sarah put a hand over Skrtel's mouth.
The doctor laughed a few times, and tried to put the green guy back into the box intact: "Fortunately, the box is not broken, and it can be returned to the store. It shouldn't cause you any losses."
"I have no intention of going back." Sarah didn't know, her eyes were shining, she brushed the broken hair on her forehead, and her smile looked full of temptation, "Iron Man is for children, and Hulk is for buying." Give it to me."
"What?" Now, even the field team members were surprised.
"I've been having nightmares for the past few days, and I feel that if I put him on the bedside in the bedroom, I should feel particularly safe..."
The doctor shook his head again and again: "Oh... no... ma'am... your thinking is too weird." He rubbed his hands in a panic, his neck began to turn red, and it seemed that his whole body was about to burn with shame.
The field team stood up: "I really can't stand it anymore! Sarah, this is Dr. Banner, who was recently hired by the company. When he came to report, you had already worked in a pharmaceutical factory, so you haven't seen him. This is Sarah Garcia, former researcher at the Institute of Drug Research."
"Ah! So you are the developer of 'Eternal Sleep'! I finally saw you!" Dr. Banner, who was originally cautious, glowed almost instantly. He happily held Sarah's hand and shook it a few times. Next, "I've wanted to meet you for a long time and ask some academic questions! You, you, you, have you finished eating? Can we go to your office and talk in detail?"
Dr. Banner's hands were a little strong, and Sarah suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and that familiar yet fearful, chilly feeling swept her whole body instantly.
How long have I not taken medicine?She thought vaguely: It seems that she hasn't taken any medicine since leaving the Rhone Institute. She is really careless!
☆、If you don’t become a demon, you won’t die
Dr. Banner was only excited for a moment. He immediately realized that his behavior was inappropriate. He withdrew his hand and scratched his head: "Sorry, I was too anxious! You continue to eat... I am really happy..."
He sat back in his seat, still rambling on, but Sarah didn't listen to the content behind.She sat down slowly while pressing her chest, feeling that her body was about to soften into a puddle of mud, but she was "sticking" to the sofa habitually.
Zemo and his son were watching her.Skrtel tried to climb on top of Sarah, but was held tightly by Dad's big hands.
"Are you okay? It looks like you're not feeling well." Zemo asked with concern.
"It's a sequelae, and it happens occasionally." Sarah struggled to restrain herself from paying attention to Dr. Banner. She turned to Zemo—although she is also a villain, but at least she has no connection with Hydra at the moment—and forced herself to squeeze out A social smile: "I heard that the winter here is very cold, and you and your family are almost tired of living here?"
"We've all been born here and we've taken it for granted. Do you have any good recommendations for a vacation?"
"Maybe it's an island in the south? A tropical island in the Pacific Ocean, or the coast of the Caribbean... Don't laugh at me, I've never been there." Sarah breathed a sigh of relief, and she felt the need to strengthen Zemo's impression.
"Really? That's such a pity! I really wanted to invite you to vacation with my family, Skrtel is naughty, and it's a headache for my father... Besides, my wife and I haven't been alone for a long time pass."
"Are you going to hire me as a holiday nanny?"
"Is the fee charged by scientists to take care of children?" Zemo also joked, "I should already owe you a lot of salary, right?"
"Don't mind, and she doesn't have any vacation plans," the field agent hugged Sarah carelessly again, "Even if she really goes on vacation, I will accompany her!"
What an unappetizing life!Sarah sighed, stuffed the delicious bacon roll into Skrtel's small mouth, and avoided the field team's arm, only to see Zemo's pointed eyes when she looked up.
Well, I know what you mean.You don't understand why a piece of shit like me has to swallow my breath, right?You think I have no bottom line and no dignity, right?You simply can't understand how hard it is for a guy with negative physical fitness to survive in the villain's camp... I want to run, and I want to get back the money I have spent so many years... Baron, please stop despising me, please?Your son loves me deeply...
Even in such a strange atmosphere, Sarah still worked hard to feed herself. She politely declined Dr. Banner's invitation to visit the pharmaceutical factory some other day, saying that she had a better plan—she could go to the "company headquarters" to visit Dr. Banner, she clearly thought that she could secretly copy some scientific and technological materials, and then bring all her belongings back to run away, but what she said was extremely ambiguous: "Dr. Banner, can you give me a tour?" Your #privatelab# chance?"
Dr. Banner stared stiffly at this smiling beauty. He didn't know whether the other person expressed the literal meaning or what he thought it meant. No, no, no, he is such a serious person, so he won't have any impure associations. Woolen cloth!He just wanted to chat with her about the efficacy of the "Eternal Sleep" medicine.
However, this beauty stood up before the men, smiled coquettishly and beckoned everyone to leave together.Dr. Banner didn't actually finish eating—since he got another self in his body, his food intake has been increasing exponentially—but it doesn't matter, eating less is good for health.He told himself dazedly: don't think too much, maybe she likes to tease the stupid men around her just like Natasha.look!How she looked like Natasha when she smiled!ah!The eyes are like little hooks, and the ability to catch in your heart is also similar!
Dr. Banner's eyes fell on Sarah's slender jade hands. She was tapping the model on the table with her fingers, when suddenly a sly smile crossed her lips: "Doctor, can you help me?" Take this green guy to the car? My colleagues will be happy to take you back to the headquarters." Banner silently picked up the Hulk model that was too stupid to look at, and walked behind them with his head down. He quietly I counted my pulse, and it seemed to be normal, just a little flustered.
Sarah's ears were already filled with the wind from the bottom of her heart. She knew that she must have done something inappropriate, but she couldn't tell the difference rationally. She was even vaguely complacent, as if even the field crew The face and Zemo's sharp gaze can only exist as a halo of femininity.
The medicine cannot be stopped!The medicine cannot be stopped!I have to look for it again when I go back, what if there is a backup of "Thriller" in the luggage I brought?Is this a dependency?Why does the impact of the spiritual imprint seem to be particularly serious this time?
"Dad, what are you looking at? There's nothing there!" Skrtel's voice came from Sarah's side.
Sarah asked Zemo with concerned eyes - it doesn't matter how much you look down on me, a small ant, but you are the one who offered to help me!I have to express my respect and expectation to you, don't I?
Zemo looked away from an open space on the corner of the street, squeezed Skrtel's sensual chin, and asked Sarah with a smile: "You haven't met any serious enemies, have you? I always feel that someone is watching us!"
"How is that possible?" The field team quickly took the conversation, "Maybe it's our colleague, he has been waiting in the parking lot for too long."
"That's true." Zemo didn't delve into the difference, he just took a deep look at Sarah, "We're going home too... So, good luck!"
"I wish... you and your family... a happy holiday!" Sarah nodded vigorously.It doesn't matter, she will call Zemo for help again, and still have the opportunity to keep instilling #冬必要假备# this unsolvable theory.
Parking is a huge problem in this city, and Sarah is thankful she doesn't step out in high heels.However, when she accidentally stepped into the gap between the stone bricks, she leaned lightly towards Banner.
Banner focused on the stupid green thing in his hand—does another me really look like this?No no no, Steve's model doesn't look that much like me either!
Her hand came over—who, after all, licensed the toymakers to make these models?Whoever does this has never seen us, has he?Can't we talk it over and pay at least a little royalties?
Oh no no no, she seems to be looking at me - is it true that she said she was going to put this thing by the bed?Would she really like the Hulk in the news?Must be joking, right?But, she really bought this, and asked me to help her take it to the car...
Sarah held Banner's arm skillfully, as if she had done it countless times before. She knew that this was Natasha's spiritual imprint again, a natural reaction radiated after her memory was enhanced.The way to judge is very simple. When she was close to Banner, she felt a certain kind of peace in her heart, at least there was no feeling of chilly wind blowing from all directions, warm and peaceful.
The spiritual imprint controlled her and gave her a different kind of courage than usual.Sarah thought very opportunistically: Why did the widow sister leave a spiritual imprint instead of a physical imprint?If she had half of that vigorous skill, she could easily get back what belonged to her, and she would have been free to enjoy her own life long ago.
The field team members can't bear to look at the unscrupulous behavior of their surveillance objects.Originally he was the first to walk in the front, but suddenly he froze in the middle of the parking lot.
"Excuse me...what's the matter?" Dr. Banner asked hesitantly in a slow tone.
The field staff turned around, and Sarah, who was approaching, also saw——
The other field worker was not in the car, the cab was empty, the key was inserted, and the door was open...
"This is, go to—" Toilet?
"You guys, go in!" The field agent drew out his gun, held it in his hand, and signaled to Sarah and Banner.
Banner also saw the gun in the hands of the field staff, his expression was not nervous, but a little anxious, and tried to appease the field team: "Don't worry, maybe nothing..."
"Go in!" The field staff yelled.
Sarah saw him pressing the siren on his body, which was a signaling device capable of global positioning. Given the distance between the base and the city, it would take less than an hour for this place to be surrounded by the rushing field staff. "Let's get in the car first," Sarah whispered.
"But I don't have a driver's license here!" Banner also replied in a low voice.
Sarah looked at this scientist who always seemed not very bright in surprise—you are a genius, you must be a genius, otherwise how can you live in this world with this kind of brain circuit, and you can also sneak into the Avengers? Li!
She pushed the other person into the back seat, and the other person was still trying to open the car door and jump out.
"It may be dangerous!" Sarah was confused.
"It's because...it's really dangerous, the farther away you are from me, the better!" Banner was about to jump out of the car when he was patted back by the nervous field team member with the car door.
"I just don't think that's right for a father and son!" The field agent slapped the steering wheel hard, and they started rampaging in the parking lot.
Sarah was very worried, and also complained for Baron Zemo and his son: "They have been with us all the time! Don't be so pessimistic, maybe your colleague will show up in a while!"
"What do you know?" The field staff's eyes were bloodshot, "It's a big mistake not to stick to the post! Baron Sterak will not allow us to make such a mistake! He didn't leave, he disappeared, and he didn't even send out the signal! You know what it means ? Who? Who knows how we use the sirens?"
"Don't be so excited..." As a well-behaved and incompetent passenger, Sarah still tried to calm the driver's emotions.
But Banner beside him shouted, "Get out of the way, there is—"
Before the words were finished, the racing car turned backwards 700 degrees and rolled over.Sarah watched in horror as she got closer and closer to the roof, her whole face and head felt almost flattened... Her vision began to distort in the rotation, and her senses seemed to return to the In a familiar scene in the past... Her last memory is that Banner beside her suddenly swelled up and squeezed herself out of the car window. Countless glass sliced across her skin, and the splash of blood was even thicker than her own body. To fall half a step late.
It's like a movie montage in slow motion, and the screen goes black in an instant.
☆、If life deceives you
The author has something to say: I forgot to add an explanation: Dear friends, skipping this chapter will not affect the plot at all!
Every morning, Georgy climbed over a small hill, passed the towering People's Palace, passed through a small, somewhat dirty park, and then turned to the riverside path to reach the old building with high rent but mediocre conditions. apartment.
He's as unkempt as a stray dog who's been wandering around all night, and his stomach is as empty as if all the alcohol was on fire.He didn't want to see anyone at all, but he was also very clear that the residents of this apartment lacked the habit of getting up healthy and early, and the first person he could meet was mostly his boyfriend Vasily who vomited on the bed after drinking too much— — They have been living together for almost five years, and Vasily has spent every penny his bar earns, and has drunk or sold his well-stocked wine.
However, he cherishes this friendship very much.Vasily's youth is so dazzling, he is as lively as a cooing pigeon in the square, and he is saying goodbye to the best years of his life, and has to walk to and from get off work every day to slow down the speed of his bloated body.
The wooden stairs creaked, he was panting like a cow, his eyes were black, and he felt as if his body was about to fall backwards... Wouldn't it be better if he let go of his hand so cleanly that he no longer had to force himself to hold on? What about a little?
A hand was quietly attached to his back, but it gave him an extremely powerful boost.Barely able to react, he had already been pushed up several steps hastily.
Georgi was horrified and grateful at the same time. He didn't understand how he was so old that he didn't even hear other people's footsteps, and he was very grateful that someone would reach out when this ridiculous thought of giving up came to him Help.
"Thank you - you." The wall lamp in the stairwell was turned off early, and he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.It was a burly young man, covered in the smell of night dew, and wearing thick gloves on his hands.The young man followed behind him, maybe he was dragged down by his speed for a long time, or he just rushed behind him.That hand was still firmly attached to his back, almost supporting his entire body.
Next, their pace accelerated a lot.since age 6
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