Transformers In Marvel

People are born equal, and many people think this sentence is the truth.

Everyone has the right to survive and grow from birth, no one is exception, all are born equal.

But human beings have become unequal from birth. Everyone has their own development trajectory and embarked on a road that is destined to be unequal.

No one has time to cherish the deaths of women like the dead, including the heroes themselves. But when the **** flowers at the gate of the Supreme Court were flying, all the disputes suddenly became dull.

It's like a group of starving vultures vying for a piece of rotten flesh, which makes the meaning of the term superhero dirty.

Many people died, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. Their bodies have only one value, which is to make the autumn wind blow even more.

But when Captain America died, Qiu Feng was stopped by invisible power.

The funeral is grand.

The entire New York City was plunged into a white ocean, and the line to see off was more than ten kilometers long. The silent coffin was held by a group of soldiers, walking silently past the dead crowd, and white flowers were scattered along the way.

White flowers paved the way for half of New York.

A group of heroes with blue noses and swollen gray heads, shadowy and swollen, hidden in the crowd, silently watching the coffin float away in front of them.

Johnny rode his motorcycle, unable to even care about his favorite stunts, and returned to New York overnight, watching the funeral silently, his eyes moving with the movement of the coffin.

"How could it be like this?" Johnny whispered.

He tidyed up his appearance specially today, tidyed the slightly sloppy and random hair many times, and came to see Steve cleanly for the last time.

"No one expected this result, not even the superheroes themselves."

Klein threw the flower he had prepared for a long time to the coffin, then pushed his glasses, keeping gentle in his bright and cautious eyes.

Johnny was silent.

Klein said indifferently: "War is never a child's play, and it is impossible to be happy. This is the most ridiculous thing in the world. Everyone imagines themselves as the protagonist. Even if they enter the battlefield, they still have a fluke mentality. This kind of person always feels that he is special and believes that he can become the protagonist in the fairy tale. After twists and turns, he can always have a happy ending."

Johnny smiled bitterly: "It always feels like you are mocking me."

"If you really feel that way...I am really sarcasm at you. If it weren't for me to stop you, you would have been added to the Avengers. These corpses have your credit." Klein said lightly.

Johnny took a cigarette out of his arms, and when he was about to light it, he was stared at by the blame and angry gazes around him. He sighed, and then put the cigarette back into his pocket.

It seems that smoking in such a solemn occasion is still in front of the coffin, which easily provokes public anger.

"That's good, the war can be ended..." Johnny whispered.

Klein didn't respond, he straightened his tie, and finally took a deep look at the cold coffin, turned around, and left here.

Based on the information he collected, many suspected superheroes came here just to send the U.S. team for the last time.

"Mr. Klein."

When Klein turned the corner, someone stopped him.

"What's the matter, Wayne." Klein stopped and looked at him.

Bruce put his hands in the pockets of his coat, trying to preserve a little more warmth in this cold weather.

"The funeral is held in the suburbs. If you go late, there will be no place. Many people want to send Steve off." Klein said.

Bruce's face was indifferent, and a trace of irritation was suppressed in his eyes, and he didn't even bother to show his usual **** style in disguise.

But no one would doubt that even if he was a big entrepreneur, Bruce Wayne, he would be beaten by an angry crowd if he still used that kind of occasion.

"I'm not going anymore. Respect is in the bottom of my heart. Look at these people. I don't know how many people are grinning in the sad faces, just like the gunman who shot." Bruce looked at the silent people.

Klein suddenly smiled: "It's like you instigated Steve? His life has indeed become the catalyst to end everything, otherwise more people will die."

Bruce had a cold expression and stared at Klein with a slandered annoyed attitude: "When will the sky's eye start a dirty water business? I always thought you were only in the mercenary business."

Klein chuckled softly, unable to tell whether it was a mockery or something else, "I heard that the identity of the gunman has been found out. He is the remnant of the Hydra, and Steve is really unlucky. He is so powerful, he was caught A bullet was killed."

Bruce glanced at Klein: "The Red Skull villain is very powerful. He will win after all, even if others are in prison."

"No, the Red Skull has long lost a terrible defeat. It is you, the Avengers, the Justice League, and you, Bruce. Whether you intentionally or unintentionally, you did it." Klein pushed his glasses, his tone relaxed. , As if chatting with an old friend whom I haven't seen for a long time.

He and the man in front of him are indeed old friends. When he was a scarecrow in Gotham City, he was thrown into prison by a big bat several times, but he was able to escape almost every time.

Until he jumped into this "prison" of Downey, he hasn't come out now.

He didn't plan to come out either.

"There may be some misunderstanding between us." Bruce raised his eyebrows.

"Maybe, I have something to deal with, I will talk about it next time I meet."

Klein smiled and said goodbye, courteous and thoughtful, and his impeccable smile made people want to punch him.

Bruce indifferently looked at Klein who was going away~www.NovelMTL.com~The tall body stood around the corner. After Klein's figure disappeared on the street, he seemed to wake up suddenly, lifted his steps to walk in the other direction, and stepped into a sports car. With the buzzing of the engine, Bruce left this sad scene.

As for what the truth is, it will be buried in **** history forever, nothing is imbalanced by time.

The point is that now, a human life is exchanged for the end of an almost endless and unpredictable war. From the perspective of absolute rationality and coldness, this is the most worthwhile ending.

It doesn't matter if it is done, if it has made a lot of money, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, it's just one life. Many people have died. Now there is nothing more than one.

Some people noticed it, more people didn't notice it, but no one asked again because it made no sense. The Hydra who shot the US team was also arrested. Whether it was accidental or the result of careful planning, people just numbly listened.

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