Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

idol?

Sherlock was confused after hearing Soap's words, and even began to recall all the people he admired from before the time travel to after the time travel.

At one point, he even exaggerated to the point of including teachers who played roles in romantic action movies, without even thinking about who his idols were.

Even under Sherlock's random thoughts, he somehow recalled all the dark history before and after his time travel. Although it was not visible on the surface, Sherlock had actually dug a manor out of his shoes.

Seeing that Sherlock seemed to be thinking about all kinds of things, it was quite interesting to watch Sherlock grow up. After all, it was rare to see Sherlock like this. After all, when he was with them, Sherlock grew up. Most of them look like salted fish who have lost their dreams.

Although it could be seen that Sherlock seemed to be thinking more and more crookedly with the help of his imagination, Soap had no intention of stopping him. Instead, he looked at Sherlock amusedly and with a look of malice on his face.

"Okay, don't think about those things. Go and see where Price and the others are. You know, Price may be old and miss you a lot!"

While Soap urged Sherlock, he kept pushing Sherlock out with his hands. After leaving the huge physical training field, with Soap's slight exertion, Sherlock accidentally stumbled.

Just as he stood still, Sherlock heard the sound of the wire mesh door closing behind him.

"?"

Sherlock looked back with a question mark on his forehead. Why did he look like he had been kicked out?

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but Sherlock becomes uneasy when he sees it, because Soap standing behind the iron gate has a proper evil smile on his face.

God knows how lethal the evil smile of a tough guy wearing a mohawk can be. The moment Sherlock saw the soapy smile, he even subconsciously wanted to take out his wand and give it to the opposite person to Avatar.

Fortunately, Sherlock still retained his most basic sense. He used his reason to stop his subconscious thoughts and looked angrily at Soap, who was standing on the other side of the barbed wire gate with a smirk on his face.

"That's not aimed at you. My dear Uncle Soap, can you tell me who is actually with Uncle Price? Also, can you stop laughing? It looks too much like something from a cartoon. The villain is the boss."

It was fine that Sherlock didn't say anything, but the mention of putting him down aroused Soap's rebellious little mind. He gave Sherlock an annoyed roll of his eyes, turned around and left the door as if his good intentions were just a fool's gall.

No matter how Sherlock shouted on the other side of the iron gate, Soap had no intention of talking to Sherlock and was angry! snort! The kind that can’t be coaxed!

Seeing that his soap uncle stopped paying attention to him, Sherlock became nervous. God knows how Sherlock felt after walking from the physical training ground to the tactical training ground, which was not a long journey.

Until Sherlock put his hand on the huge door of the training ground, Sherlock was doing some mental building for himself.

After taking several deep breaths, Sherlock felt that as long as a loli rushed out and hugged his thigh and called daddy after he opened the door, Sherlock would be able to accept whatever the situation was inside.

After mentally building himself up, Sherlock took a deep breath, and then he was so angry that he opened the huge door. Inside the door was still the indoor CQB tactical training ground where Sherlock had left.

The difference is that in the corner, the original waiting area has turned into a makeshift competition arena. At this time, Xiaoqiang, Gates, and Ghost are excitedly wearing heavy protective gear and competing together. Painting, seems to be discussing tactics.

On the other side, Price was standing on a high platform, looking at the tactical training ground, holding a stopwatch in his hand, and kept telling him to go faster, faster.

The gunshots throughout the training ground were fired very regularly.

Sherlock's action of pushing open the door of the training ground naturally attracted the attention of several people. The first to react were the three Xiaoqiang who were gathered together to discuss tactics.

I saw Xiaoqiang and the other three running towards Sherlock very quickly, without even having time to take off their protective gear.

Price, on the other hand, did not turn his head immediately because he still had to stare at the training ground.

When Xiaoqiang and the others ran to Sherlock's side, before Xiaoqiang and the others could speak, Price, who was standing on the high platform, spoke first.

"Soap, if I remember correctly, I should have told you that the client requested that the training be kept secret... you little bastard? Are you back?"

Pricelight thought it was Soap who opened the door at first, until he turned around and saw Sherlock standing at the door, and then he immediately changed his tone with a hint of surprise.

Originally facing so many elders, Sherlock should have taken the initiative to say hello, but at this moment, Sherlock obviously did not have that intention, even though everyone's eyes were focused on Sherlock.

But Sherlock's eyes were obviously focused on the man with huge chest muscles who had just finished a CQB tactical drill and was walking out of the exit with a rifle.

Like you! America, bah, Captain! ! !

Steve, who had just finished training, seemed to feel Sherlock's gaze. While wiping his sweat with the towel he took out of his package, he waved to Sherlock in a friendly manner as a greeting.

Sherlock never thought that the so-called idol mentioned by Soap was Captain America, but when he thought about it carefully, there was nothing wrong. Almost all the children in the Lighthouse Kingdom in Marvel grew up listening to the stories of Captain America.

Of course, Sherlock is not exempt from vulgarity, but that was before Sherlock traveled through time. What does it have to do with him, Sherlock!

It was so mysterious that Sherlock almost thought he was going to be a father.

Just as Sherlock blankly waved to Captain America in response to Captain America's greeting, Price finally came to Sherlock's side, and the familiar roar of smoke once again reached Sherlock's ears. Explosion.

"You little bastard, where did you go? I can't get through the phone, and you don't reply to emails. Mmp, if you don't come back, I'm going to issue a global arrest warrant!"

Faced with Price's roar, Sherlock had no intention of answering at this time. Instead, he quietly pulled Price and pointed at the resting Captain America in a very vague way and asked.

"What is going on? Why is Captain America here with us? Has SHIELD contacted you?"

Faced with Sherlock's three consecutive questions, Price rolled his eyes angrily, but actually answered Sherlock's question.

"The captain has just woken up and needs to carry out systematic training to understand the current tactics and methods, as well as various weapons. Looking at the whole country, we are the first-class existence. If you don't come to us, where will you go?

As for the people from SHIELD, don’t worry. Although we don’t have much contact with them, it’s not completely non-existent. After all, their low-level newcomers or untrusted people will occasionally be lost to people like us. Training at the training base.

As for contact, we have already contacted you, so you don’t have to worry at all, and the most important thing is that SHIELD has given us too much! "