Binglin Comics

Chen Hao and Hill walked out of the dam and returned to the car.

It was already six o'clock, and the sun penetrated the darkness, giving a touch of warmth to the sky.

Hill held the steering wheel and looked at Chaoyang, feeling lost for a moment.

Chen Hao fastened his seat belt. In fact, he didn't need this thing. He looked at Hill and joked: "Actually, watching the sun rise in the beach villa has a different charm."

"Really?" Hill looked cold.

Chen Hao used an old joke with an exaggerated expression and said with a mean smile: "Really, my bed is big and comfortable."

Hill rolled his eyes at him, but unlike before, there was no obvious disgust in his eyes: "Then do you have anything else worth exchanging?"

After hearing this, Chen Hao laughed loudly and pointed at himself: "Do I count?"

Hill shook his head and refused: "Forget it."

Chen Hao found that teasing her was quite fun and asked, "Are you sure?"

Hill's lips curled up slightly, revealing a fleeting smile: "You have a beautiful idea."

Half an hour later, the two returned to the safe house they had passed before but not entered.

Chen Hao was a little tired, so he asked to sleep on the sofa and gave up the bedroom to Hill.

He didn't know how long he slept. When he woke up, Hill had already started working in the living room.

Seeing him get up from the sofa, Hill pointed to the dry bread and yogurt on the table: "You sleep so soundly, you are not afraid that I will kill you."

"No, you can't do it." Chen Hao sat on the chair, picked up the dry bread, and started talking: "The erotic dream is very delicious, and it will be even more delicious if you don't sleep on the sofa."

Hill turned his laptop around with a straight face.

While Chen Hao was eating, he looked at the screen. On the screen was a wanted notice issued by SHIELD.

It details the assassination of Nick by Captain America Steve Rogers, who was exposed during interrogation and began to defect.

"Chen Hao, what do you think?" Hill asked.

"How can I see it, Master Di." Chen Hao opened the lid of the yogurt and licked it clean, his tongue was extremely flexible.

"Master Di" Hill couldn't understand the difference between Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang, so he silently wrote down the name.

Chen Hao threw the yogurt cup into the trash can: "We have no evidence to prove Rogers' innocence now, so let's start with Sitwell."

Hill nodded and checked on the computer for a while: "Damn, my permissions are restricted."

After Nick died, it was reasonable for Maria Hill, who was the second in command of his faction, to be targeted.

Hill was unusually calm and did not panic. He changed his account to log in to another subordinate.

This time it was found, but the authority was insufficient: "Sitwell just sent out a field mission, but the content was encrypted."

"Small problem." Chen Hao washed his hands and wiped them on the towel.

In front of Hill, Chen Hao dialed Ivan's phone and described his requirements.

Hill stared at Chen Hao's face: "Is it your Russian hacker?"

Chen Hao sat on the sofa and swept Hill's legs with interest: "Guess."

After a while, Chen Hao received a text message, which included a URL connection and encryption key.

He handed the phone to Hill, and after typing it on the computer, a 3D map appeared.

This ancient Roman architectural style hotel was founded in 1889 and is located between the Capital Building and the White House.

The location is very close to Rogers' residence, as well as to famous classics such as the National Mall and the Lincoln Memorial.

Three in the afternoon.

Agent Sitwell and a paunchy senator emerged from a Washington, D.C., hotel.

The senator with a wrinkled face said to Sitwell: "Listen, I'm going to fly out tonight. There is a small problem with the voters, and I have to go to the town hall in person to show off."

Sitwell wore gold-rimmed glasses and smiled politely: "Are there any special voters, Mr. Senate?"

"Oh, no." The senator directly denied it, and then changed his words: "23 years old, with a pretty hot figure."

Sitwell showed a smile that every man knows: "Sounds good."

"Really?" the senator murmured, showing a hint of pride: "You don't know, she scratched my back so much that it hurts. Okay, let's not mention it anymore, this is not the place to talk about it."

The two came to the edge of the steps and hugged each other.

The senator whispered in Sitwell's ear: "Long live Hydra."

After patting each other on the back, the senator led his men away.

After watching the senator leave, Sitwell's cell phone rang.

He glanced at it and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

Sitwell hesitated for a few seconds and then ordered the men behind him: "Leave me alone for a while, and you guys bring the car over."

"Yes."

The two men turned around and left. Just as Sitwell was about to answer the phone, Chen Hao, wearing a coat and hood, appeared and took him away.

Take it to the rooftop, Maria Hill is already waiting here.

Sitwell had seen Iceman's information and saw the two of them appearing at the same time, with a strange look on his face: "You guys cooperated."

"It doesn't matter to you whether we cooperate or not." Chen Hao interrupted him: "Tell me, besides Pierce and Rumlow, by the way, there is also the fat senator just now. Besides these three people, who else do you have?"

Sitwell seemed to realize something, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "What do you mean?"

Chen Hao snorted coldly: "Let me ask you, besides them, who else is a member of Hydera?"

When Sitwell heard this, his brows knitted together.

His silence was equivalent to an indirect acknowledgment that Pierce and Hydra were inseparable.

Even if Hill knew about it in advance, he still couldn't believe it. He asked with a stern face: "What are your plans?"

Sitwell looked bitter and pretended to be stupid: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Chen Hao lifted up his collar and came to the edge of the rooftop: "Why don't we jump off the building together?"

Sitwell looked at Hill with a hint of luck in his eyes: "No, you won't do this."

"She can't, I can." After saying that, Chen Hao grabbed Sitwell and jumped directly from the building.

He is now a professional jumper, and his movements are very skillful.

After landing, use the kinetic energy to rebound and return to the rooftop.

Before Sitwell could catch his breath, the door to the rooftop was knocked open by Rogers, followed closely by Natasha, and Sam also flew to the rooftop.

A group of people surrounded Sitwell.

Rogers just went to the address contained in the USB disk information, grabbed Sitwell's collar, and asked angrily: "Tell me what Sola's algorithm is."

"I've never heard of it," Sitwell said.

Rogers continued to press: "Then what were you doing on the Lemuria Star?"

Sitwell trembled: "I, I"

"Hey." Chen Hao stopped Sitwell and pointed to the rooftop: "I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language."

When Sitwell heard this, his face turned extremely ugly: "Pierce will kill me."

Chen Hao spread his hands and seemed indifferent: "If you don't tell me, you will die now."

Sitwell rubbed his brows, as if facing a huge struggle, and said, "Sola's algorithm is just a program."