Invasion Guide to the Marvel Universe

Steve and Skye got on the aircraft and flew to Yang Ye's villa not far away.

On the aircraft, they could even see a vague fleet and some military units such as helicopters, but they couldn't help but show a dumbfounded expression.

After reading the list of those crazy weapons, Skye was heartless and didn't care about the troops outside. He only felt that those people were suffering.

Steve was a little worried. After all, those soldiers were innocent. He hoped that the company could resolve the matter peacefully, but thinking about the faces of those politicians, he felt a little helpless. Then I thought about my newly upgraded authority. Well, maybe I can resolve this matter peacefully.

Within a few minutes, they landed at the gate of Yang Ye's villa. The two looked at each other and got off the aircraft a little awkwardly.

The first time they met the boss of the company, he was still a super boss who could not be described as miraculous. The two of them had not yet recovered from the information they had obtained after their authority had been upgraded, so naturally they were a little nervous.

But when they saw Yang Ye for the first time, they were struck by how crispy the outside was and how tender the inside was.

Yang Ye was playing games in the villa. There were several cans of Coke and potato chips on the coffee table next to him. Liang Bing, the company's former CEO assistant, was playing games with Yang Ye.

On a huge screen, two people played a fighting game that looked like the King of Fighters, but was actually the King of Fighters, but it didn't look like a serious King of Fighters.

Both people's hands pressed a series of afterimages, and they didn't know what the material of the handle was made of. There was no afterimage on the screen, but Skye, who had been strengthened to level 45, couldn't see the characters' movements clearly at all.

"Hey, hey, don't cheat, don't use data links." Liang Bing yelled and took a few sips of Coke from time to time.

Yang Ye was concentrating on it, but he still couldn't avoid being tortured all over.

"Hey, you are here, come in and sit down." Yang Ye put down the controller, got up and ran.

"You, Yan, take care of your boss. You are playing games and leading escapees." Liang Bing was not happy anymore, and was enjoying the abuse.

Yan Yan, who was lying on another sofa, eating pizza and listening to music, didn't even raise his eyebrows: "He is the boss, I can't control him. If there is no game to play, you can go to your Qiangwei."

"Che" Liang Bing rolled his eyes, turned around, grabbed the two handles, put one on his knees, and pressed them.

Yang Ye brought Steve and Skye, whose views were almost destroyed, into the reception room next to the living room.

"Skye, let's wait for your business. If this is not urgent, let's talk about Steve's mission first."

After bringing the two of them into the reception room and sitting down, Yang Ye handed them both a can of Coke. Well, both of them seemed to like this.

Yang Ye opened the Coke and took a big sip before speaking.

Skye showed understanding and moved back slightly.

Yang Ye looked at Steve: "I know you have been confused as to why the company didn't send you super genes."

"No, I'm just confused, but it doesn't matter whether I have the super gene or not. I'm grateful that the company can help me find Bucky and cure him."

Steve blurted out his heartfelt thoughts, and it was obvious that he was not speaking politely. Yang Ye nodded and continued:

"Because you are different, some things are more suitable for you, but at the same time, you have relative limitations. You are Captain America, but not Captain Earth or Captain Humanity."

Yang Ye's words had some meaning, but Steve understood Yang Ye's meaning as soon as he heard it. He lowered his head, thought for a while, looked at Yang Ye's eyes, nodded and said:

"Yes, after all, I was born in the United States, fought for the United States in the war, and my friends are all Americans, so it is inevitable that I will have a bias in my subjective consciousness. If the company"

"Irrelevant is like being a Chinese. I also have my own tendencies. These are not important. What is important is that you have passed the company's review." Yang Ye interrupted Steve's words and shook his head.

"" Steve was even more confused.

Looking at Steve's greeting written on his forehead, Yang Ye smiled:

"Pattern, this is a matter of pattern. The first thing is the thinking mode, the second is the self-control ability, and the last thing is the pattern.