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"War continues to ravage Europe, but help is on the way"

The blue-and-white light of an old-fashioned projector is cast from the projection room behind Chris, and a black-and-white recruitment promotional film is played on the big screen.

Sitting among a group of well-dressed moviegoers, Chris drank ice dew provided by the system for free.

"Every able-bodied lad is ready to defend his country"

"Even little Timmy is out there collecting scrap metal. Well done Timmy"

Although he was just a younger brother who didn't even pass the fourth or sixth level before the time travel, the system provided a translation function. It was standard American English that came to his ears, but the smooth and elegant Chinese could be automatically translated in his mind.

And Chris has to admit that this promotional film is indeed a bit interesting, that is, the high flicker of old-fashioned movies makes me accustomed to the high frame rate of the eyeballs, which is somewhat uncomfortable, and it’s okay to watch it only once. Some people will definitely be impatient.

it's not—

"What's none of my business? Let's play the movie now"

A person in the back row of Chris complained like this, and at the same time hammered the back of Chris's seat.

Chris frowned.Before time travel, there were primary school students in the movie theater who liked to make "4D vibrating chairs" for people in the front row. I didn't expect that in the last century, I would still encounter weird things.

"Can you show some respect?" Someone seemed to be persuading the former in the back row.

Naturally, the promotional video will not be cut because of the complaints of the former, but continues to play: "At the same time, our brave boys overseas are showing the Axis powers that freedom is priceless."

"Come again, let's continue the broadcast," the person behind Chris couldn't help it again, and yelled in a mocking tone instead of complaining, "Hurry up and start the feature film!"

Most of the audience in the movie theater were disturbed by this man, and turned their heads to look at him, but he didn't care about it like a piece of meat on a hob, going his own way.

"Can't you shut up?" It seemed that someone couldn't help his low-quality behavior and spoke, and the voice seemed to be the same as before.

"Together with our allies, we can face any threat and not be afraid of any challenge." As the video played, the man in the back row seemed to support Chris's back and stood up.Chris turned his head to look, he was facing away from Chris, seemed to be staring at the person who spoke before, and looked like a street gangster in his clothes.

He twisted the collar of the man in the back row, grabbed the man, strode out of the exit door of the theater, turned and disappeared into Chris' sight.Seeing that the man in the back row was pulled up by his collar by the gangster and even left his feet off the ground, he knew that he was probably a short man.

It's impossible to guess with his toes that the bastard-like person took the short man to a nearby bar for a drink. Most likely he felt that the latter's repeated remarks were to refute his own face and to vent his displeasure.

According to the American folk customs in this century, there is a high probability that it will be in a place where patrols cannot see it, through gun collision - I mean fighting.

Chris picked up the ice dew bottle he had finished drinking, and also walked out of the theater.It's not that seeing that short man would probably suffer and act bravely, it's just that Chris was a little upset that the gangster interfered with other people's movie-watching experience many times.

He thought he couldn't find the gangster who went out first, but just after he went out, Chris heard the sound of a trash can being overturned and a metal bucket hitting a concrete wall in the alley next to the theater.

The little man staggered up from the corner, holding the lid of the trash can as a defensive shield.

It's just that the size gap between the gangster and him is too big, just grabbed the lid with both hands and pulled it aside, the lid of the trash can was snatched from the short man's hand and thrown aside, the short man staggered and staggered.

The gangster saw that the short man couldn't stand upright, his hands were wide open, and he punched the short man in the face with a "slap", knocking the short man to the ground again.

To replace it with a weaker person, he was already lying on the ground at this time.The dwarf looked small but had a strong willpower, leaning on the wall and stood up again, put his hands in a not-so-standard boxing posture, opened his mouth and moved his jaw, which was so sore from being beaten up, twice.

The gangster shrugged easily: "You never know when to give up, don't you?"

The dwarf spread his arms slightly: "I can spend the whole day." As he said, he bravely swung his fist at the gangster.

If it was changed to a young hot-blooded comic, this time with a passionate bgm, a close-up shot of the dwarf's fist, the next step can almost seamlessly connect the slow-motion of the fist hitting the gangster's face.

It's a pity that this is not a boy comic, the gangster easily took the brave but weak fist of the short man, and hit the short man's face with another punch, which made people feel subconsciously hurt when they saw it.

This time, even a strong-willed person like the dwarf couldn't digest the continuous severe pain for a while, and lay down on the ground against the trash can, unable to get up for the time being.

Just when the gangster was about to go up and beat the dog in the water and give the lying short man a few kicks, he suddenly heard a "boom!" sound coming from behind him, and the sound was particularly loud in the alley.Then, something seemed to hit him on the back of the head quickly.

As soon as the gangster turned his head, he saw a person throwing a mineral water bottle twisted into a twisted shape in his face.Before he had time to get angry, his abdomen was hit hard, and his whole body was subdued in an instant, and he collapsed powerlessly, leaning on the attacker.

The small alleys are not big, but small and deep.When Chris saw the gangster beating the dwarf, he had already stepped forward, but the dwarf really didn't know how to fight. When Chris approached, the dwarf had already been knocked down by the gangster.

He was a big old rough man, and Chris naturally wouldn't take pity on him, so he pushed him and threw him beside another trash can in the corner.The body collided heavily with the solid ground, and the gangster groaned weakly.

The beating gangster and the beating dwarf were leaning against two corners in the same alley at the same time, which was barely a dramatic scene.

"Next time find an opponent who is as big as you." A mouthful of phlegm spit on the gangster's face, Chris ignored him, and approached the dwarf in another corner step by step.

"You seem to like being beaten?"

"I pushed him into a corner too." The dwarf managed to get up by himself, but his mouth was stiff.

"Chris, Chris Obenzed." Chris held out his hand.

The dwarf breathed a sigh of relief, and put his hand on Chris's, "Steve Rogers, nice to meet you, and thank you for your help."

"Well, it's the first time we meet, please give me your advice." Chris shook his hand.

Well, please advise, Captain America.