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Misty and rainy.

On sad days, it seems that even the world becomes sad.

Holding a black umbrella, Mark stood in the mist like a sharp blade in front of a tombstone, staring quietly at the photo above.

Abraham Erskine.

The inventor of the super soldier serum was a great scientist. Even many years later, many institutions tried to replicate his research, but they could only look at each failure and sigh.

Three days ago, after leaving behind his last two perfect works, he was assassinated.

This is regrettable, but a dead scientist has no value and may soon be forgotten.

Most importantly, Erskine's research data did not stay, not even the serum samples. This is what annoyed many people.

"It would be nice if I were more careful and noticed the second killer..."

Mark murmured, with a wry smile on his face.

After the second killer that day killed Erskine, Steve chased him out. Steve Goo said that the killer committed suicide when he saw that he could not escape.

What's interesting is that because of chasing the killer, Steve's actions were seen by many people and were even photographed by reporters. In the past two days, under the hype of the military and the government, he already felt like a heroic star.

"mark."

A voice with a hint of sadness sounded not far behind Mark.

Mark turned his head, nodded, and said, "Steve."

Steve strode up to Mark and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of Erskine's tombstone.

His appearance has changed drastically, and he can no longer look as thin as before.

After standing quietly for a few minutes, Steve suddenly said bitterly: "Starting tomorrow, I'm going to learn to sell national bonds."

Senator Brandt invested a lot of money in the super soldier serum in order to organize a powerful super soldier army and win more fame and benefits for himself, but now Erskine has been assassinated and the super soldier serum formula has been lost. , this wonderful progress has come to nothing, but Congressman Brandt obviously will not let his money go to waste.

Therefore, he wants to promote it, let Steve, who has become a super soldier, perform on stage, and even star in movies, becoming a national hero and idol, and then bring greater benefits to himself.

Of course, he wanted both super soldiers to do such a job, but the military obviously wouldn't let the other side control it.

Before he became a super soldier, Mark became an executioner on the battlefield and carried out killing missions again and again. What can he do now?

Just thinking about it makes the top brass of the military excited.

Of course, the military definitely wants to hold both super soldiers in its hands, but Senator Brandt will definitely not let them go just like that, so both sides can only take a step back.

Mark looked at Steve and said calmly: "You won't go on like this forever, will you?"

Steve was silent, forced a smile, and said, "Maybe."

Even if he is no longer weak, even if he becomes a super soldier, he still has not fulfilled his wish to go to the battlefield, which not only makes him confused.

With a bitter chuckle, Steve pretended to be relaxed and said: "Maybe they can study something from our blood soon, and I will be able to go to the battlefield soon!"

If nothing unexpected happens, this "maybe" will not come true even in a few decades.

Mark whispered in his heart and said to Steve: "There will be a chance, as long as you have hope."

"Hey! Have hope!" Steve murmured, nodded, and said to Mark: "Maybe you are right."

After standing quietly for a few minutes, Steve said: "Mark, do you want to go together?"

"Wait a moment." Mark smiled and said, "You go first."

The paths are different and we cannot walk together.

Steve nodded and left slowly holding an umbrella.

After Steve left, Mark stood for a long time, then as if he remembered something, he slowly squatted down, placed a small bottle of red wine in front of Erskine's tombstone, and said: "You should be very happy with the wine from your hometown." like."

"Oh, by the way, thank you for the super serum."

"I'll help you kill more a**s."

"That's all I can do, Erskine."

"my friend……"

With a murmur, Mark stood up and quickly disappeared into the rain.

……

Night is always the best protective color.

Mark, wearing a black combat uniform and carrying two samurai swords on his back, sneaked into the military camp in front of him like a ghost.

With light steps and quick movements, Mark skillfully avoided the guarding soldiers, or neatly dealt with the enemies in his way when he couldn't avoid it, like the god of death in the dark.

This is the enemy's territory, but it is Mark's stage.

He has done this kind of thing countless times in the past few months.

Sneaking into assassination and destruction, he is like a ghost, active on the battlefield, making countless people afraid.

But for him, such a task was almost numbing.

After arriving at the enemy's ammunition depot and finding a suitable location to install the time bombs, Mark left the military camp quietly.

The whole process didn't alarm anyone.

until……

boom! Boom boom!

With violent explosions, the ammunition depot of the military camp was blown into the sky, turning into expensive fireworks that seemed to light up the entire sky.

The corner of Mark's mouth curled up slightly, and he left quickly amid the explosion that served as the background.

When Mark arrived at the agreed place, he looked at the several corpses on the ground, his face changed slightly, he walked faster to the car, and opened the door fiercely.

Hey!

A cold gun was pointed against Mark's head against the car door.

Mark instinctively tilted his head, raised his hand and grabbed the gun, and with a few quick movements of his fingers, he divided it into parts.

"team leader?"

Luxi screamed in surprise.

From the beginning of Mark's operation, Lucy, who is proficient in various driving techniques, became Mark's driver and partner.

Mark nodded, his eyes falling on Ruthie's injured leg.

There was a bleeding bullet hole there, but luckily no bone or vital blood vessels were hit.

"Step aside."

Mark said calmly.

Lu Xi smiled heartily and said: "Haha, it's not in the way of driving!"

Mark raised his eyebrows and raised his hand to pat Lucy's leg.

"Aww! Woo!"

Lu Xi shouted, breaking into a cold sweat.

Mark stared at Lu Xi coldly and said, "If you don't want this leg to be ruined, hurry up and get to the co-pilot."

Lu Xi lowered his head, sighed and moved to the passenger seat, like a wilted eggplant.

Mark smiled faintly, sat in the driver's seat, and said, "Have you been discovered?"

"Well, there happened to be a few people at the agreed place."

Lu Xi took out the bandages and medicine and began to give herself simple treatment.

Mark glanced at the corner of his eyes, hesitated slightly, and said, "When you are healed, I will teach you how to use a gun."

"Huh?" Lu Xi was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became excited.