[Black shield and white tank] A line of sea and sky

Tony stood by the window, overlooking his world.

There is a body of water outside the building. It is early morning now, and the surface of the water reflects sparkling waves.There he threw Daredevil into the water and had Cover Girl of Twelve Months play around in front of him.

He once wore his battle suit and skimmed across the water.He took the spray all the way, and then flew into the sky.Someone below him was shouting, looking down, eyes full of admiration and envy.

He will fly above the city, shuttling back and forth between the steel forests.He can stay at the top of the city and watch the buildings and people form various shapes like building blocks.He can also approach the sky infinitely, and the dark curtain is like the sea, bottomless but all-encompassing.

They are so similar, yet so far apart.In the eyes of the world, they have long been integrated into one body, but only they know that they are far away from each other, separated by the world.

Tony has always believed that man can conquer heaven, he is heaven, and he can control everything.

None of the wishes he made could not be fulfilled, just as he is standing here safe and sound now, it is the oath he made before he was forced to leave.

He's bound to come back, so he's back.

But he felt lonely, and that feeling of loneliness enveloped him again.

The most pitiful thing about him is that he will never know what he is missing, so he can't fill it up or repair it.He greedily takes everything that the world regards as wealth, but he still feels empty.

There is no cure for this void.

He shut down the Iron Curtain system, and it's been off since the day he got back.He didn't want to know how many people were curious about his disappearance during this period, and he didn't want to know what kind of plans those people had made to satisfy this curiosity.

He wants to be quiet.

God also gets tired, and God also wants something unknown.When even the unknown no longer exists, the world also loses more possibilities.

Pepa entered the small hall, and faint footsteps sounded behind him, "Tony, here I am—"

"Put it on the table, I'll see it later." Tony didn't finish listening to what Pepa said, and he couldn't take any business into his mind at the moment.

His eyes didn't want to leave the shimmering lake, the light was very similar to what he saw in the other's world.He tried hard to recall everything when he was sitting at the door of the coffee shop, the picture was still in his left jacket pocket.

"You drink? You start drinking early in the morning? Need I tell you, it's nine ten in the morning. You'll be drunk an hour later and sleep through the afternoon, and then you'll keep drinking until around twelve o'clock Fall asleep again, forgive me for not being able to figure out how you'll find time to look at the files on your desktop."

Pepa summed up Tony's life patterns these days like pouring beans, his tone sounded like a strong smell of gunpowder.She couldn't understand the other party's downfall and sinking the most, she had already seen it once——

"If you're going to lock yourself in your room for a few days, with only alcohol as company, I think I can hire a doctor to come and stay with you 24 hours a day until he's willing to write a death certificate for you. "

"No, I'm just..." Tony rubbed between his brows helplessly, his eyes hurt a little from being pierced by the water.He didn't know how a woman's recovery ability could be so good, no matter what happened to her, she could live like a normal person.

He couldn't detect every time Pepa fell in love. He once believed that it was because she didn't love each other.But it was only later that he realized that this might be a difference between species—she would hide and cry secretly, and after she finished crying, she could really forget about it.

Tony couldn't articulate his sense of powerlessness, he spoke half, and then replaced the rest with silence.

"You're thinking about him." After a pause for a while, Pepa said bloodily.

Well, in addition to the stronger self-healing ability than ordinary people, Pepa also has the force value to stab Tony with a knife.

When he came back, Tony just casually told the story of meeting another Steve Rogers in another world. For some reason, Pepa could imagine that Tony's depression was related to Rogers over there.

"No." Tony denied, he didn't intend to admit in front of the other party that he fell in love with that guy again, his self-esteem didn't allow it, so he relaxed his tone again, and added sarcastically—"How is that possible."

"Come on," Pepa slammed the document on the table, crossed his hands and fired at Tony's back, "drinking, dazed, unable to sleep and wake up, I have known you for so many years, even what size and color do you wear?" Everyone in the underwear knows that 120% of your reaction is poisoned by Rogers again, do you want to deny it? Deny it again and let me hear and see?"

"No."

Tony accentuated his tone, feeling that his attitude was still lacking firmness, cleared his throat, and repeated clearly—"I—not—thinking about him."

He had to be thankful that his back was facing Pepa, otherwise, once he met those sharp eyes, he would not be able to tell a lie.

Taking another [-] steps back, even if he could really tell half a lie, the other party would still be able to figure it out from the frequency of eyeball rotation, the degree of change in complexion, and the subconscious reactions of limbs and muscles, as if he had his own deciphering system. "Tony you suck at lying" conclusion.

Fortunately, Pepa spared him.Not only did he not force him to turn around, but he stepped on his high heels and walked out.

The door lock was gently closed, and the room returned to silence.

Yes, very peaceful.It was so quiet that Tony couldn't feel the slightest change.

In front of him was still the sparkling lake, and when he closed his eyes, he saw the coffee shop divided into half and half by the sun and dark clouds.

He swallowed hard and wanted to recall the whole process again, recalling Steve's shiny golden hair, his half-smile expression, the faint red halo in his eyes, his muscular muscles and the breath coming from under his skin. temperature and strength.

Also, there is...

"Tony, are you...really not thinking of me?"

There is also an addictive voice that clearly knows it is a drug.

Tony snapped his eyes open and turned around as if electrocuted.

When the complementary color in front of his eyes gradually faded, and the outline of the opponent gradually became clear, Tony staggered and hit the glass behind him.

Steve hurried forward to support him, but Tony instinctively pushed him away first.

He stared at the person in front of him dumbfounded, and carefully identified the other person's eyes until he was sure, [-]% sure——

"It's me, not something from other worlds."

Steve grabs his hand and places it on his armor.

Although the armor made by Tony has been cleaned, there are still small holes that have been pierced by special bullets but cannot be repaired. It is a unique treasure except for that world.

"it's me."

Steve laughed, the burn marks on his unprotected cheek.But he smiled happily, and that little injury couldn't disturb his mood.

Tony suddenly got a little angry, angry that Pepa didn't tell him anything when he came in.Not only that, but also induced him to say those words.But he doesn't want to explain either, he just wants to hug Steve, he just wants to kiss Steve, he just wants to tie Steve up in this building, just like Steve did to Tony in another world.

And Tony is someone who can do this kind of thing, but it seems that the other party has no desire to escape.

"If I can stay, I mean..." Steve tried to get closer, and he couldn't wait to kiss him before he finished speaking, but at the moment the two bodies touched, there was a strong tremor Exploded in Steve's head.

He suddenly knelt down covering his head, the severe pain almost split his skull.

After just a few seconds, he fell into boundless darkness.

And the missing piece of the puzzle finally made the picture complete.

He couldn't remember why he touched the original power of Hydra, and he didn't know who made him touch it.He appeared among the world with a brand new look, but he still couldn't find the process of gaining power.

He only remembers a door opening in front of his eyes, remembering that he saw the light as if his eyes were opened.Remembering him lying down on the sidewalk in the Bronx, remembering waking up feeling stronger than when he got the super serum.

But now he remembered more things, more sights, more houses, more people, more sounds.

In his mind, the appearance of that person finally surfaced.

It was a man with a goatee, the sorcerer who, on advice, visited after he'd tracked down everyone who might bring Tony back and found nothing.

Doctor Strange.

They call him Doctor Strange.

"I won't bring the dead back to life out of personal desire, but you can use your own power to find a way to make up for it." The man in the cloak spoke condescendingly to Steve.

"But I don't have the power... I don't know what to do. I can't find a better way to make up for what I did than bring him back to life." Steve replied.At that time, he really didn't have the ability to figure out a way.

"I can give you power," said Doctor Strange, his voice was deep and steady, and he couldn't hear the goodwill or malice in it—"but that's not my power, it's the power that comes from Hydra. It can broaden your horizons, but it can also lead you astray."

Doctor Strange walked down the steps slowly, every sound of shoes hitting the ground shook Steve's heartstrings.

When the other party finally walked in front of him, Steve hesitated to speak again—"You mean... that power can turn a good person into a bad person?"

Doctor Strange shook his head, denying this narrow conclusion—"Power does not distinguish between good and evil, it can make good people better, and it can also make evil people worse. I don't think you don't have a dark side, but I can't predict that when power will When your dark side expands, will you be swallowed by evil?"

"I won't." This, Steve can be sure, "I just need to get Tony back, and I have no extra thoughts."

Doctor Strange couldn't be sure, he looked at the other person calmly, without any change in expression on his face.He knew that Steve at that time could not understand that there are many ways to "get it back", and in the process of "getting it back", there are infinite opportunities to use whatever means.

A wicked person does not necessarily regard the evil he does as evil, he only regards it as good.Because Steve is also a person in the "circle", his eyes can only see the straight line in front of him, but he can't escape the established trajectory, standing outside the circle to see the shape he walks out of.

The two of them were in a stalemate like this, until Steve couldn't help asking again, and Doctor Strange made the final rule.

"I can help you, but you have to remember that once your actions may cause your world to collapse, I will erase all this and let the time go back to a day after the end of the civil war."

Doctor Strange said indifferently, and opened a curtain. There are several windows behind the curtain, but the scenery seen from each window is different.

"Once I execute the erasure command, everything that stays in your world will return to the time point I set. That is to say, you will no longer remember everything that happened since that day. More precisely ——You are no longer you.”

The death of consciousness, the erasure of the physical body.Even though Captain Hydra evolved later, Captain Hydra never existed once the command to return to zero began.And the Tony Stark he brought from another world will also be erased due to the restart of the world he was in at that time.

The world will go back to a day after the end of the Civil War, Iron Man is not dead, and Steve is still Captain America.Maybe Iron Man will still be killed by Tony in another world in a few days, and Steve will once again face the choice of pursuing the truth and power, or accepting reality and digesting the pain.

And once Steve chooses to accept reality at the point of restart, the Tony of his world will die forever.Because there is a choice, there will be a division of the world, and making a choice means accepting a certain irreversible ending.

"This is the risk, you can decide whether to accept it or not." Doctor Strange stood by the window, as if standing at the crossroads of different worlds.

With little guesswork, Steve's answer must be yes.

He accepted all the risks before embarking on this journey, and at the time he thought he could bear all the consequences.

The worst result is that Tony leaves forever, but now Tony has already left, hasn't he?There is nothing worse than now, only a little bit better.

One of the windows can lead to a secret location of HYDRA, where Doctor Strange guided Steve into contact with the original power.

Steve was surrounded and swallowed by the light, and was sent back to the original world by the doctor unconsciously.

Doctor Strange put him on the side of the street and erased the memory of meeting each other by the way.At that moment, even he didn't know what Steve would evolve into, but the mutual agreement was reached.

The surrounding light suddenly brightened, and then it was dark again.Steve sat up suddenly, only to find himself sitting securely on the bed.

He looked around carefully, and then carefully put his heart down.He is still in Stark's mansion, he is still Tony with blue light, it is still a clear day, and he is still...

"What's going on? Did you give me too much blood at that time?" Seeing Steve wake up, Tony walked anxiously to the bedside.

"No...not..." Steve stared blankly at Tony, and after a while he let out a heavy sigh of relief, "I just... I accidentally saved my life."

Yes, if he hadn't decided to come to this world, then the moment the memory woke up was the moment when time restarted.His physical body and consciousness would be wiped away, every day he had lived and his future possibilities would be shattered.

He may not feel the pain, because the pain is gone before he has had time.Tony won't be in pain, because everything about Captain Hydra will also disappear in Tony's brain.It's as if he never existed, the world is still just after the civil war, and Steve and Tony are still broken.

Tony stared at him with that worried and curious look, and Steve couldn't explain it clearly for a while.

But it doesn't matter, he still has a lot of time, enough to describe every detail in detail, and his Tony is so smart—it's a white monster—he must understand one day.

"Now I can only stay," Steve laughed suddenly, and continued the previous request, "I don't know if your world can still make room for me to enter."

Tony stared blankly at each other for a while, and after making sure that Steve was fine, he relaxed his expression and nodded, "You have to pay the rent on time, then I can find a way to help you get a temporary residence permit, what do you think?"

"Okay." Steve replied.

He suddenly found that he had been holding Tony's hand, and at this moment, his palm was slightly sweating.

A father on the other side was holding his daughter's hand, looking at the lonely Stark Island from a distance.It was the daughter's birthday, and the father had promised to take her to see Iron Man.

"Is it built in the sky, or built on the water?" The girl asked, pointing to a small island far away.

"It was built where the sea and the sky meet." Father responded, squinting his eyes at the luxurious island.

"Is there a place where the sea and the sky meet?" The girl raised her head and looked at her father curiously.

"Yes," my father raised his hand, pointing to the horizon, "Look, they're always connected."

The girl followed her father's direction to look, and the Stark Building was built at the junction of the sky and the water.

The island is divided into two halves by the sky and the sea, and the sky and the sea are connected by the island.

TBC

The Lasso of Fate

Tony woke up early that day.He fried himself an egg with his own hands, served it with a little sauce and two sausages.

It was the first time he had had a good breakfast since the Civil War, and maybe the nightmare he had last night had made him feel very hungry.

The phone and letter Steve sent him sits in the corner of the dining table, where it has been for days.It didn't ring, and Tony wasn't going to try to.Just thinking about the course of the Civil War upset Tony.

But he can't be upset today, he should be waiting for someone, something seems to happen today, but Jarvis has no record, and Pepa can't find the file.

He asked Friday again—it turned out that since Ultron, he felt that two advanced artificial intelligences could help him—but Friday also said that the schedule was blank, and he was sure no one had visited.

That day, Rumlow also woke up very early.He opened his eyes profusely with sweat, and the scenes in the dream seemed to be happening in front of his eyes.

It took him 2 minutes to stabilize himself, and then he made a decision.

He went out from the ward, taking his wallet and cigarettes along the way.When he walked through the office, he stole a windbreaker, put it on, and walked out of the hospital through a safe passage.

When he went out through the side door, he saw several people in suits and leather shoes entering the hall.It was someone from the organization, presumably to check on his recovery.

He didn't dare to raise his head or look back, he walked all the way.He had no destination, but unknowingly went around to that bustling center again.

He changed his outfit, and found an hourly room to wash up again.His mind was full of the image of the brat, and perhaps it was because of this that he walked around and ended up standing across the street from the Stark Building in his hood.

He didn't intend to go in, he just wanted to take a look from a distance.One glance is enough, and one glance will break his miss.

But he didn't know that the Winter Soldier hadn't arrived here yet. The Winter Soldier had just left Black Panther's country a few days ago.

The two places are far apart, and the Winter Soldier has been on the journey for several days, and he is almost at the location of the wishbone, and the distance and time are only a little short.

The Winter Soldier was frozen and thawed a week ago, and it took him two days to get used to it. When his body functions returned to normal, he couldn't wait to tell the Black Panther about his decision.

"I'm really sorry for asking you to help me lie to Steve." He sat across from the Panther and said with his head down.

"Even if you didn't lie to him, I will wait for him to leave and unfreeze you. You seem to have something to do, and I know that freezing back is not your original intention." The panther looked at the criminal and the victim on the other side. Guys, can't tell what it's like inside.

"I want to go back, I want to see someone." The Winter Soldier said softly, as if whispering.

"Then go," Black Panther agreed, but couldn't help reminding, "As long as you show up, Steve must be aware of it. You know it yourself, and pay attention to yourself."

The Winter Soldier nodded gratefully.

It's not that he didn't know that Steve would notice, but this move should also make Steve understand his determination.He didn't believe that person was dead, and he had to meet again no matter what.

What's more, Steve has his own worries, and maybe he will lower his vigilance for a while.

When Steve came back from his morning run, he picked up today's newspaper and put the newspaper on the table. Then he accidentally touched the mobile phone that had been placed on it a few days ago, and his fingers felt cold.

His gaze stayed on the phone unconsciously, and he shook his head helplessly after a few seconds.

Tony would never call him or give him a chance to explain.But after a few minutes Steve would still be holding the phone in his palm, typing out a stupid opening line every few minutes, and deleting it all after a few minutes.

Tony hated him already, and their relationship couldn't go back to the way it was.Steve can adapt to a person's life, and he was alone before he met Tony.

So he put the phone in the drawer and put it where he couldn't see it.But his attention still fell on the drawer every now and then during breakfast, and he simply took a shower and left the house to go to the gym.

He thought it would be better if he couldn't see it, and he wouldn't be anxious and irritable due to anticipation and fear if he couldn't see it.But his fists were so heavy, it seemed that he needed to punch out all his strength with each blow.

He didn't want to have extra energy to think about everything about Tony, but those eyes, that face, that teasing tone, that emotion of gnashing his teeth with hatred...they flowed through Rogers' veins like blood, and he couldn't help it. There is no doubt that this is the foreshadowing that Howard planted when he injected the serum.

In the end, he managed to finish the training time he had set for himself, and rushed home from the gym in a hurry, taking out his phone in a panic and eagerness.

It wasn't the first time he'd done something like this, and a few minutes later he'd throw the phone back in resentment.

He's always like this, always like this, even he can't stand himself.He's like a fool for the first time in love, he doesn't know how to do it like Tony.

He wiped the sweat off his brow in frustration, and sat helplessly at the dining table.

He typed another line, but he still couldn't send it out smoothly.

But he still made another decision, picked up his coat for the second time and walked out of the house.

He can't adapt to those high-tech gadgets, but he has other ways to prove his mobility.

Tony has read several documents, answered several calls, and signed Stark's name on several pieces of paper. He is indeed not waiting for anyone, because the visitor has not shown up until now.

He poured himself a second cup of coffee and stood in front of the building window looking at the street scene below.

Whether it was blinding or real, he saw a man with a burnt face covering his head with a hood.That guy looks a lot like Crossbones, but he should have been blown to pieces by Steve before the big fight started.

Tony wanted to see more clearly, but was blocked by a vendor.

The vendor stopped in front of Rumlow, carrying a few strange-looking puppets.

Rumlow's attention moved along with the vendor, and he couldn't help but follow him.It wasn't until the vendor found a suitable space to set up the shelves that Rumlow took a look.

"It's from Mexico." The vendor introduced and hung up the signboard.

The puppet was so colorfully painted that Rumlow was sure he had never seen it before.But for some reason, there was a familiar feeling, as if in yesterday's dream, he heard that bastard say something stupid like wanting a box.

Of course he wouldn't buy the next case, he looked at it and put the puppet back.

Those words in the dream don't need to be taken seriously, maybe he won't have the chance to meet the Winter Soldier again in the days to come.

It's just that he didn't know that when he bent down to look at the puppet, the person in the dream walked across the street.

The Winter Soldier went to the hospital where Rumlow lived, but he couldn't find him.The Winter Soldier went to the small house where Rumlow might be renting, but it was already empty.

The Winter Soldier didn't know where to go, he was walking aimlessly in the street.He didn't look up when he walked past the Stark Building, and he didn't turn his head to look at the vendors across the road and the men who were picking goods.

Because a car drove by in a hurry, and when the Winter Soldier and Rumlow happened to be on both sides of the street, it was in the middle.

A few well-dressed people got off the car and walked towards the Stark Building.The Winter Soldier also hastened his pace so that no one would recognize his face.He passed the vendors, he passed the traffic lights, he passed Rumlow, and then farther and farther away.

And when Rumlow raised his head again and turned to look at the Stark Building again, he saw Steve hurrying towards the building.

Steve had his cell phone in his hand, and he had finally dialed Stark a few minutes ago.But Tony was meeting with a few businessmen who had just arrived, and the phone was vibrating on the desk, and no one answered.

When Tony finally found the missed call, Steve pocketed the phone.

All the texts and calls were too far away, and Steve would have preferred to meet in person.Even though he was likely to be shut out of the office by Tony, but he had time, he could just wait for a whole day.

It wasn't until Steve completely disappeared at the gate of the Stark Building that Rumlow glanced in the direction where the Winter Soldier had left.But he didn't find anything special. There were busy people, noisy cars, and colorful billboards everywhere.

He tightened his hood and walked deep into the alley.

He thought he should find a place to rest his feet first, then he could try his luck again tomorrow.

They are nestled together like a circle, but they don't know that they can collide with fate as long as they turn their heads.But they still insist on walking and running, because they know that if they persist for a little longer, they can catch up with each other's footsteps, grab each other's hands, and hug each other's body.

Then all the efforts were not wasted, and all the blood and sweat were worth the capital.

TBC

Easter eggs

(One)

"I won," said the man with the goatee quietly.

"Come on, don't think I don't know what you did, Logan quickly take out the phone." Deadpool patted Wolverine's belly, snatched the phone amidst the latter's complaints, opened the photo album and quickly Swipe on the screen——

"I knew you, an old fox, was dishonest. I didn't expect that, haha. I was there a few days ago. I photographed you when you entered the inner hospital of the Stark Building. God knows what method you used to coerce, lure, and use softness and softness. Hard foam took them away, I caught them—”

After much difficulty, Wade finally found the photo of the man walking out of the building, throwing away his mask and revealing a familiar face.He proudly showed it to the other party, with an expression of "Are you scared?" on his face.

Doctor Strange glanced indifferently, turned his face, faced Wolverine, and said - "I think there may be something wrong with your phone."

Wolverine curiously took the phone over. There was no photo of Doctor Strange coming out of the Stark Tower on it. There were several selfies of Deadpool holding his phone.

Wade also quickly turned the phone back, and as expected, the photos that appeared on the main interface just now had disappeared, and looking at other photos in the album, there was no trace of criminal evidence.

"Fuck, I've never seen you so thick-skinned, you can cheat in front of me! Now you have nothing to do, you need to learn two more magic spells, and you can still use this if you are caught by your wife. There is a way to delete it."

Deadpool threw the phone back to Logan angrily, and stated his position - "Since you are so shameless, I don't have to be polite. I won't pay."

"and many more!"

Seeing that Deadpool and Wolverine were about to leave, Doctor Strange quickly stopped them, "You don't have to pay, if...you can beat me again."

With that said, the door was pushed open, and a man wearing a skull mask walked in, he nodded to Deadpool, and then nodded to Doctor Strange.

"Master of Imitation? You—" Deadpool recognized him, he poked Logan, and pointed at the Master of Imitation, "Do you understand this person?"

Logan frowned and looked around, then nodded hesitantly.

Seeing that everyone has a little relationship with each other, Doctor Strange felt relieved.He cleared his throat and stepped between the three of them.After a pause, he said calmly——

"My master once taught me an oriental secret technique. When I gather four elites, I can summon divine power. This divine power can expel the emptiness and malice in my heart caused by loneliness, and make people feel happy and fulfilled physically and mentally. I don't know you Have the three heard of it?"

The three shook their heads silently.

Doctor Strange smiled slightly, and drew aside a curtain on the side of the hall.

I saw a small room behind the curtain. In the narrow and dark room, an orange lamp was dimly lit. There was a square table beside the lamp. The table was scattered with many strange small squares and some scattered Playing cards and colorful copper plates.

And four chairs were placed on the four sides of the table, which seemed to be prepared for the four people present.

Doctor Strange turned around and asked softly—"My friend, have you heard of Mahjong?"

(two)

It was the fifth day of Wishbone's crouching, and the weather was so good that Wishbone wanted to take off his hood to let that crippled face breathe.

But of course he didn't do that, he was probably the only one in New York who could grow up like this.If the hat is really taken off, it won't be long before the police cars will block the front and back roads.

But even with his hood on, those who knew him would still recognize him.For example, the one standing behind him now, he arrived at this place earlier than the wishbone today, and he is waiting for the crossbone to appear.

To be honest, he noticed this guy on his first day at Wishbone.But at that time, he was not sure, and he was very busy with the matter at hand.And when he still saw the same figure in the morning the next day, he almost immediately concluded that the other person was the guy who claimed to be killed by Captain America.

Before coming face to face with the other party, he had thought of many options.

One is to immediately notify the police that Brock Rumlow is a mercenary and a shameless bastard who kills people like hemp. No matter which side is caught, no matter what kind of severe sentence he is sentenced to.

But he also understands that being trapped by Hydra is beyond his control.

Before that, he had also been in contact with Rumlow. Although the other party had no concept of good and evil, he was definitely not a madman who took pleasure in killing.And handing him over to the government may not give him a suitable end, and he may be allowed to commit crimes and make meritorious service and transfer to an organization to work his life. Whether or not he is handed over will not solve the problem at all.

The second is to inform Captain America, no matter how many years the two have fought you and me, telling his deadly rival to fight again, it can be regarded as worthy of the contest between each other for many years.

But once Captain America is notified, the Winter Soldier will inevitably get the news.Whether Captain America kills or not kills Crossbones is another big problem.

Don't kill, I'm sorry for the broad masses of the people.Killing, and I am sorry for my good comrades for many years.

Everyone knows the relationship between Wishbone and Winter Soldier, and also knows that if Wishbone's body is put in front of Winter Soldier, then Winter Soldier may have no hope of living.

So, hesitating again and again, he chose the third path.He neither deals with the government nor knows about Captain America. This is his private behavior. If it is not discovered, then it will be fine as nothing happened.What's more, he was sure that Crossbones couldn't refuse the choice he gave.

So he stepped forward, patted the opponent on the shoulder, and immediately backed away a few steps, letting the wishbone turn around and avoid the punch, and raised his hands to indicate that he was not malicious—"Hey... don't you know me?"

After punching nothing, Rumlow quickly drew his gun.But after seeing the opponent's face clearly, he couldn't help frowning vigilantly. He pinched the gun stock a little, looked around to make sure there were no extra people - such as the blond guy with big breasts - and then turned towards the opponent Lifting his chin, he asked in a rough voice, "What are you doing?"

"You have been wandering around the basement of my building for a few days. I should ask you this question, but—" He slowly reached for his pocket, trying to get Rumlow to allow him to do so, and then took out a The business card shook, then slowly put it on the ground, then raised his hands again, and said - "I have a job, I wonder if you are interested?"

"What job?" Rumlow's gun was still pointed at the other party, his eyes rolled quickly, and he glanced at the business card on the ground.

"It's very simple for you, to protect my personal safety on weekdays - you know, after the civil war, all forces are unstable, and I am not very likable at ordinary times, and there are not many people I can trust." He said Try to sound as sincere as possible.

"So you actually trust me?" Rumlow narrowed his eyes and couldn't help making a contemptuous nasal sound, which sounded like a trap no matter what.

"I have the bargaining chips to convince you," he smiled, paused, and said—"I think you walk around the bottom of my building every day to meet your soldiers. Think about it, if you work for me, see you." The chances of finding your soldiers will be much higher, and you don't have to hide all day long, not to mention that I think the treatment... shouldn't be bad."

Rumlow swallowed, and asked again, "...Do you think I can hide my face? Ha..."