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"Hey! What are you doing!"

"Little thing, this is none of your business!"

"No, you are robbing and committing a crime!"

"Crime? When I stick your head in your ass, you'll know what true crime is!"

What followed was a one-sided beating.

After a moment, the bearded man spat contemptuously at the little man he knocked to the ground. He touched the man who had fallen in the alley before and took the valuable watch from his wrist. After taking it off and taking it away, he left proudly.

Steve Rogers got up from the ground and staggered towards the man who had been lying on the ground.

"Sir, sir?"

After giving the other party a gentle push and seeing that the other party still had no response, Steve turned the other party over with force and his eyes shrank.

A long and narrow wound spread from the man's abdomen to his chest.

The flesh and blood rolled around, and the blood flowed out, making those who looked at it feel cold.

This injury probably wasn't caused by the bearded man just now, because the other person didn't have any weapons on him, otherwise he would have used weapons to scare him just now.

He reached out and probed the end of the man's nose. After finding that the man was still breathing, Steve decided to save the man without hesitation at all.

……

The smell of disinfectant, someone talking, in the hospital?

Some information quickly flashed through his mind, and Mark slowly opened his eyes.

The pain from the wound made him frown subconsciously, but there was actually a coldness in his eyes, a numb, emotionless coldness.

survived?

Is it because the mission was completed and he was teleported away?

However, it must be because that guy was merciful, otherwise, this knife would have cut open his heart long ago.

In any case, he finally survived and came to the new world.

new world...

What the hell is going on!

Wasn't it because he read the novel on a pirated website? Is it necessary for the computer to explode?

But... this kind of life can be much more interesting.

Although his first world was a torn apart doomsday, which forced him to take drugs to suppress his emotions, and he was almost killed in the end, but he learned the art of gun fighting, giving himself the capital to survive. .

As for the suppressed feelings, as long as he doesn't take medicine, they will soon recover. Even because he hasn't taken the emotional suppression potion for a day, he already feels that the long-lost feelings are slowly returning.

So what world is he in now?

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, the flowing air in front of Mark swirled in front of him, forming line after line of words.

Name: Mark.

World: Captain America.

Status: None.

Mission: 1. Destroy all of Hydra's Valkyrie factories, and participate in the destruction of at least two-thirds.

2. Kill John Schmidt, the Red Skull, with your own hands.

Note: There are two tasks. After completing one of them, you can leave the current world.

The fonts that flowed like air were blown away by a breeze after Mark read them.

Mark looked at the person who opened the door.

A short and thin man, but with determination in his eyes walked in.

Seeing Mark wake up, Steve's eyes flashed with surprise and said, "You're awake!"

Mark nodded coldly, but he was a little surprised. Did he save him?

His feelings haven't recovered yet, so he can't show any more emotions, such as gratitude.

"Thank you for saving me."

Steve smiled gently, walked to the hospital bed, placed the glass full of water on the table, and said, "How do you feel?"

"Not bad." Mark responded and said, "What should I call you?"

"Steve Rogers, just call me Steve." Steve pointed to the water glass and said, "Would you like to drink some water first?"

Mark nodded and reached for the water glass.

"Hey!" Steve reached out and pressed Mark and said, "Man, you are a wounded person now, don't move."

With that said, Steve picked up the wine glass and raised his hand to support Mark's head.

Mark frowned and sat up and said, "It doesn't matter, give it to me."

Steve looked at Mark in surprise and said, "You are so strong!"

Mark took a few sips and put the water glass aside. After Steve put a pillow behind Mark's head, he shook Mark's hospital bed.

"It's troublesome."

Steve sat in front of the hospital bed, scratched his head with an apologetic look, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't stop that person from grabbing your things."

Mark was startled.

It was the first time he met such a person.

"It doesn't matter, you have saved my life, nothing else is important." Mark said, his eyes fell on Steve's face, looking at the obvious bruises and said: "Besides, you have tried your best to stop it. , isn’t it?”

Steve had a wry smile on his face and said, "But the result still hasn't changed."

"No." Mark tried his best to put on a stiff smile, reached out and tapped Steve's chest, and said: "You have been yourself, followed your heart, and let others see your persistence. I admire you very much. .”

Steve was stunned, and there were even tears shining in his eyes.

It's not that he is weak, but that he has met someone who understands him and respects him. Perhaps he is the first person to say that he admires him except his best friend James Barnes.

"thanks, thanks!"

Steve looked at Mark moved, a little at a loss, and looked at Mark carefully again.

With neat short hair and strong but delicate facial features, even though the other person's appearance is obviously oriental, he can still be called handsome. At least in his opinion, he is handsomer than most people he has seen.

Just a pair of cold black eyes gave people a sense of distance, but he keenly discovered that the other party's black eyes, which seemed to be frozen, were slowly thawing.

His eyes fell on Mark's wound, and Steve couldn't help but said: "Your wound..."

Mark said calmly: "He was chopped by someone."

Steve was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Mark to be so straightforward, so he could only smile awkwardly and said, "Well, the doctor said you are lucky. The wound did not damage the bones or major organs. It was just excessive blood loss."

"Yeah." Mark responded, looked at the hospital gown on his body, and said, "Where are my original clothes?"

Steve bent down and took out a bag from under the hospital bed and handed it to Mark.

Mark waved his hand and said, "Open your clothes and take off all the buttons on your clothes."

"Huh?" Steve was a little confused, but he still did it.

A little heavy, unlike ordinary buttons.

"These buttons are made of gold. Please take them and sell them for me."

He didn't want to trouble others with medical expenses or anything like that.

Steve couldn't help but said: "Aren't you afraid that I will run away?"

Mark looked at Steve and said, "Can you?"

The opponent is the future Captain America, and his quality is absolutely strong.

Steve was silent and couldn't help but said: "You are such a strange person."

Mark tried his best to put on a stiff smile and said, "You have no right to criticize others."

"Haha!" Steve laughed, stood up, and said, "You rest first, I'll go out and help you sell them."

"By the way, I don't know your name yet."

"mark."