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The figure slowly turned around and gave Steve a good-natured smile.

The smooth broad forehead, the light golden hair, the old face full of wrinkles when smiling, everything makes people feel very kind.

"You are the one here. I have suspected everyone except you, Coulson."

Looking at Coulson's face, Steve felt for the first time that he looked so strange, as if he had never really known him.

Coulson spread his hands in confusion and said:

"This is the combat meeting room. I am here after completing my mission. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"You——!" Steve gritted his teeth, stared at Coulson, and said seriously:

"I have onychomycosis."

"Uh-huh~"

Hearing this, Coulson's expression became serious.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

He frowned and looked Steve up and down seriously, then shook his head with a wry smile and said:

"Got onychomycosis?

This is a disease, it needs to be treated! Captain.

Don't feel any psychological pressure, this isn't some serious illness that you shouldn't see, come on - I'll take you to the hospital right now."

Looking at Coulson who was still pretending to be stupid, the corners of Steve's mouth stiffened slightly.

He frowned and took a step forward, carefully observing Coulson's reaction, and repeated the code again:

"I have onychomycosis."

"..."

A trace of doubt flashed across Coulson's eyes. He looked at Steve inexplicably and said:

"Onychomycosis is a nail infection caused by fungi that is more common in older men."

As he spoke, Coulson looked Steve up and down and continued:

"Suffering from tinea pedis and frequently wearing non-breathable shoes are both risk factors for onychomycosis.

If you find a disease, you should seek treatment immediately. Don't be afraid to seek medical treatment! Captain! "

Steve's eyes were filled with confusion as he met Coulson's sincere gaze.

Isn't it him?

But if it’s not him, then who else could it be?

"One infects two." A familiar and lazy voice sounded from behind Steve.

Steve's pupils dilated and his eyes trembled. He turned around and stared at the graceful figure walking towards him with a cat-like step, twisting her waist, and his mouth opened slightly.

"Natasha..."

"That's right!" Coulson punched his palm and said to Steve earnestly:

"Natasha is right! You need treatment as soon as possible, Captain!

Otherwise, onychomycosis can be contagious! ”

Steve's originally solemn expression froze, and then he said to Coulson:

"Coulson, could you please step aside for a moment? I have something important to discuss with Natasha..."

With her arms across her chest, her leather battle suit formed a bottomless arc.

Natasha was smiling and calm, and had no objection to what Steve said. She pouted her red lips slightly, brushed her eyelashes lightly, and looked at the serious Steve with a smile in her eyes.

"Okay..." Coulson hesitated for a moment, not knowing why. He looked at Natasha with suspicion.

Got onychomycosis? One person can infect two?

Could it be... Could it be... Could it be that Natasha also has onychomycosis!

So was it Steve who infected Natasha, or was it Natasha who infected Steve? This is really a thought-provoking question.

Coulson deeply understood this unspeakable thing. He walked out of the operations meeting room and considerately closed the door.

Leave the two of them inside to discuss the condition.

"why?"

As Coulson left, Steve's face became gloomy for a moment as he looked at Natasha.

"Why?" Natasha's eyes wandered, and the light in her eyes dimmed a little.

Seeing that Natasha was still playing dumb, Steve became surprisingly angry.

"Why, why did you betray X-Force?"

That's right, because Sandman and others registered the trademark of the Avengers, Nick had to settle for the second best. At Charlotte's suggestion, he gave the current superhero gang a new name. According to Charlotte, the name was very auspicious, so Nick chose it directly.

"Heh~" Natasha sneered elegantly, rolled her eyes lightly, walked casually to the opposite side of Steve, pulled out a chair in the conference room and sat down.

She tapped the table with her calloused fingers and said with amusement:

"I'm sorry, Steve, there has never been any betrayal. You know, I have always been a Soviet."

The tip of his finger drew an arc on the table, and Natasha's eyes were blurred for a moment.

Duang——

Steve slammed his fist on the table and stared at Natasha. He asked angrily:

"Are you worthy of Nick's trust by doing this?"

Natasha replied expressionlessly:

"Oh, Nick never trusts anyone except the eye he lost~"

Steve was stuck with just one sentence.

Is this an honorable thing to do? Why does Nick tell everyone he catches?

Steve, with a gloomy face, skipped Nick and asked next time:

"Then are you worthy of Barton? Are you worthy of Coulson who trusts you? Are you worthy of Agent Hill who has always supported us?"

Natasha interrupted again:

“Patton has already joined us, and Hill has recently agreed to join us. Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that they are planning to play a Mission Impossible game.

But that doesn't matter.

As for Coulson...

I came here today just to invite Coulson..."

Steve's expression became increasingly ugly. He gritted his teeth, stared at Natasha and asked:

"In the entire SHIELD, how many agents are still part of SHIELD?"

Natasha spread her hands and said:

"No, you should add Hydra."

Looking at Steve's rapidly changing expression, Natasha smiled with a malicious look.

"It's not as bad as you think."

Not as bad as I thought? Maybe there aren't that many people?

Upon hearing the news, Steve's expression immediately became much more reassured.

Natasha continued calmly:

"At least Nick Fury and Alexander Pierce are not our people..."

Three black lines appeared on Steve's forehead.

Observing Steve's changing expression, Natasha added with great joy:

"Oh, and neither is Coulson."

"Damn it!" Steve asked angrily, "What on earth do you bastards want to do!"

"Don't swear, Captain, it's not polite. After all, I'm not the first Agent X to join this big family."

There’s more bad news!

Steve asked with a red face:

"Who is it? Is it Patton?"

Natasha stared at Steve and said:

"It's you~ our Alzheimer's captain."

Steve's eyes widened and his pupils shrank suddenly:

"You, you are... fake Hydra!"

“What an ugly name.”

Natasha curled her red lips and said slowly:

"We prefer to call ourselves, Madhouse~"

"Natasha, you, you, you..."

"Don't make such a fuss, Captain Alzheimer's~

Once upon a time, my dream was to become a movie star, so it was natural for me to be curious about acting classes.

Moreover, I really like the name of this plan, the Russian Doll Plan, which sounds very childlike.

Everyone's identity is like a shell. When you peel it off layer by layer, no one knows what will be left in the end.

So ~ admit defeat, Captain Alzheimer's, you can't beat us."

Everything was explained, Steve clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

"There is one last question. How did you convince Barton, You Lan and the others?"

Natasha spread her hands innocently and said:

"Maybe as long as they join, I won't post their photos in women's clothing~"

Steve: !!

Disgusting scenes flashed back into Steve's mind.

Could it be that the flame could not only disguise itself as a woman, but also disguise the enemy as a woman?

Fortunately, it was blocked by the shield, otherwise it would have been too scary.

He didn't want the video of himself fighting in women's clothes to appear on the cover of Time magazine. No one could bear such humiliation.

"And next, it's Coulson's turn." Natasha said quietly opposite Steve.

The image of Coulson, the beautiful magical old man, flashed through Steve's mind.

Steve stood there frozen.

“Why is it so? Why is it so——!”

"Yes! Why is it so? Captain, so... what is your choice?"