The Great Winter Soldier

"You are not just an ordinary subordinate, you are a killer, maybe once a soldier." A warm voice echoed softly in the cold basement.

Victor shook his confused head. He couldn't even see anyone in his blurry vision, let alone who was talking to him. Maybe this was another trick of those ninjas.

"Haha, go to hell." Victor muttered something unclear in his mouth, and spit out blood, but he couldn't even do such a simple action, and the blood-streaked saliva was connected to his lips. , soaked in his fine beard, dripping on his body.

There is no way, no one who goes through the Hand's torture interrogation will have any good results. Victor is now in a state where life is worse than death. His inner persistence allowed him to survive tenaciously. With his soul occupied by Nicole, he was trying hard to hold on to this empty body and struggling to survive. The captain did not ask him to die. He could not die. He knew that he There is also the value of utilization. Although this description sounds very sad, this is what he really thinks in his heart after being turned on the puppet mode by a series of Russian words.

Victor didn't know that he had already been rescued. At this time, he was not facing a ninja, but an interrogator who was more difficult than the ninjas. This interrogator did not even need Victor to say anything. , you can use your extreme talent to get everything you want.

"So you are a soldier, but you are not serving any country. Then what kind of team are you loyal to? Xia Tian is your leader, are you serving him, or is there someone else behind the two of you? ..." Night Demon whispered softly, then paused suddenly, with a hint of certainty in his tone, "So, you are from the same organization."

"After leaving the orphanage, where did he go? Still in the United States, Canada, um... Asia, Africa, Europe, um Europe, the United Kingdom, Norway, Sweden, Finland, Russia..." Night Demon said here , pursed his lips slightly, "Russia."

Victor opened his eyes hard and tried to see clearly who was talking to him. The other party had already asked him two questions. His tone was soft and it sounded like he was describing something plainly, but he got something every time. The correct answer, this is simply unbelievable, what kind of interrogation technique is this? The well-informed Victor said he had never heard of it, is this magic?

"I have thought of the Middle East, or places like Afghanistan. It seems that he has not been able to go further." Matt lowered his head, with a smile on his lips, and asked with some complicated emotions, "What do you want? What you mean to refute is that he has gone very far, but I am arbitrary."

Victor was already in a state of shock. His physical condition was already extremely bad. Facing such an unpredictable scene, not only was his body collapsing, but his mental defense was also collapsing.

If Victor was in a healthy state, he might not have revealed so many flaws and wouldn't have too many emotional ups and downs, but now he is trying hard to live, trying to stay alive, and really can't maintain a normal mind. Not even able to maintain the status of the Winter Soldier.

"That metal arm was connected by that tissue. The structure is very delicate. It's hard to imagine that there is such medical technology in this world." Matt sighed softly and said, "He returned to Hell's Kitchen, yes Is it because of the order of the organization or because of his own wishes? Do you think..."

"He took you away from that organization, um, back to his hometown. I should have guessed that." Matt shook his head and finally came to Victor.

"Stop, stop... don't ask..." Victor said angrily, his voice was broken, his unhealed wounds were soaked in cold sweat, and the bone-chilling pain let Victor know that he was still alive. But that’s about it.

"Your current physical condition is very bad. Those ninjas were really cruel, but I know you are not a good person. I can treat your injuries. You only need to answer me one question. How about it?" Matt lowered his voice. Head asked softly.

"You...dream...blind."

"Xia Tian took you away from that organization. Now you are only loyal to him. This is what you showed me. Saying the name of that organization will not have any impact on you." Matt's voice contained a hint of bewilderment. "You want to live, right? You have persisted tenaciously until now. This kind of willpower is amazing. I think you must have a goal in your heart and you must weigh it. Mr. Soldier, I will not come back after I leave."

Matt stood up and walked out step by step. His threatening actions were far more effective than words.

However, until the moment Matt walked out of the door, Victor did not say the name "Hydra".

At the same time, Xia Tian also opened his sleepy eyes, his eyes were dull for a long time.

Only then did he slowly gain some focus and clearly see the luxurious dark gold color of the ceiling.

Xia Tian rubbed her temples, leaned on the back of the sofa chair, and moved a long leg that was on her lower abdomen. She turned around and saw Jessica's drunken appearance. She was even snoring. Only then did Xia Tian remember that he was at the "Paradise" club in Harlem, and beside him was Jessica who was brought back from the hospital. The woman's injuries were not completely healed, but she insisted on being discharged from the hospital after seeing Xia Xia. I don't know whether to rush to apologize for Xia Tian or to drink.

Maybe it was both. Last night Jessica apologized crazily, recounted all her nightmare experiences, and eventually died of whiskey.

Fortunately, Jessica didn't know too much information about Xia Tian, ​​and what she was forced to find out by the Hand were all dispensable things.

Xia Tian still remembers the way Jessica drank while cussing and narrating last night. Xia Tian didn't feel any distress at all. This seriously injured patient didn't even care for her own body, so there was no need to stop her from drinking in Xia Tian.

Xia Tian's team, which had stabbed the honeycomb, was completely opposed to the Hand this time. Xia Tian didn't feel anything was wrong. After all, the Hand was Xia Tian's priority. He didn't want the Hand to hold some mysterious rituals and create any monsters. , and then tear him into pieces.

Xia Tian rubbed his head and walked out of the box. The club was deserted, with only a few staff cleaning. Xia Tian left "Paradise" directly and walked onto the bustling streets.

Harlem is indeed a famous black area, and it is obvious that black people can be seen gathering here. The warm sunshine shone on Xia Tian's body, but it didn't make him feel very comfortable. After all, a mysterious group rescued Jessica, but also kidnapped Victor.

Xia Tian believes in Victor's quality and will not reveal any information to anyone, but this also means that Victor will not end well. What's just confusing is why the other party threw Jessica at the door of the hospital.

Xia Tian can understand the other party's intention of abandoning Jessica and capturing Victor. After all, Jessica really doesn't know anything, but Victor knows everything about Xia Tian. But why would the other party be so kind to send Jessica to the hospital? This is against common sense. If you want to abandon Jessica, just throw it away anywhere.

Xia Tian smelled a hint of conspiracy. At this time, he was forced to relax by Nicole. Nicole kicked him out of the house and asked him to go to a "secret" nightclub for entertainment. Xia Tian hated the noisy nightclub atmosphere, so he simply He arrived at the Paradise Club in Harlem, but he did not enjoy the tranquility and comfort of a high-end club. After all, Jessica kept mumbling in his ears like a resentful woman last night.

The venom still affects Xia Tian's brain, causing his emotions and thinking to become somewhat disordered. These sequelae are within the tolerance of Xia Tian, ​​but one annoying thing after another makes Xia Tian very annoyed.

In this way, the summer wandering on the street was attracted by the laughter and laughter of a group of children. When he stopped and looked around, he saw a small leisure square where several black children were chasing and playing. The sweet smile of a little girl on the swing was even more eye-catching. , this innocent and beautiful picture can indeed heal people's hearts.

Perhaps, taking a walk in such an atmosphere can help Xia Tian escape from the influence of the poison this morning. Just as Xia Tian was about to go to sit on a bench in the leisure square for a while, a voice came from behind.

"Seeing them is like seeing hope, right?" A slightly aged voice came from behind, with a hint of relief and a little sigh in his words.

Xia Tian raised his eyebrows, looked back, and saw an old man with white hair, wearing a round hat, sitting in a rocking chair basking in the sun. The rocking chair rocked back and forth, making a slight noise. The old man's calm appearance was incompatible with this. Very inconsistent in a busy city.

When Xia Tian was observing each other, several young people happened to pass by the rocking chair and greeted the old man in a friendly manner. The people coming and going seemed to know the old man. Since the old man spoke to Xia Tian, ​​he has been busy. Respond to friendly greetings from people coming and going.

"You look very popular." Xia Tian never dreamed that one day he would take a walk and chat with a strange old man. Maybe all this is thanks to Venom, which gave him a new life experience.

"That's because I did the right thing." The old man waved goodbye to a young man biting a hot dog. He stood up with his hand on the armrest, tilted his head slightly and gestured to his back, "You should do the same, young man. , come in, wash your face, spray some perfume, your mother won’t want to smell the smell of alcohol on you, my God, I can smell the smell of your rotten life last night from a few meters away from you."

"huh" Xia Tian was stunned for a moment, then looked around and saw an old signboard "Dad's Barber Shop". To be continued.