[Comprehensive British and American] Deep love and one net

The clothes Rumlow was wearing were rotten, and some fabrics were fused with the temporarily congealed wounds, which looked shocking.

Angus carefully tried to remove the cloth, but he was afraid that if he moved a little, the wound would get worse again.

"Even if I use my ability, it will still hurt." Angus said, "Because the wound is forced to heal, it will hurt more than usual when it heals slowly."

There was no trace of panic on Rumlow's face, "I'm used to it, it doesn't matter."

An understatement, as if someone else was injured and had nothing to do with him.

In such a comparison, Angus seemed nervous instead. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and dealt with these wounds in a more stable state.

To deal with the wounds, you still have to clean up the torn clothes on your head.

"We have to take our clothes off."

"Huh?" Rumlow once suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, but he quickly realized that Angus was there to heal him, not what he thought in his heart.

It's just that the word "we" can't help but make him think a lot.

Taking off the clothes directly will inevitably involve the wound, so Angus simply went to get the scissors and cut Rumlow's clothes to pieces.

This is not the first time Angus has seen the upper body of Rumlo Samara. His skin is not like that of Caucasians. Years of training have given him a brownish-black complexion of wheat skin.

Rumlow's lower body is rarely exposed, and he doesn't get much sunlight, so he is very fair.

Angus met him when he was a child and a teenager, but it was just by chance. Before he had time to take a closer look, Rumlow quickly put on his clothes.

He's rarely seen in Angus's skimpy clothes, let alone shirtless or in boxer briefs.

That was Peter's habit.

Before the two of them lived together, Peter confessed his feelings to him, and the kid wandered around in his big villa with his upper body shirtless day and night.

Sometimes I only wear a pair of underwear. Of course, sometimes, such as getting up in the morning or going to the bathroom in the middle of the night, even the boxer underwear is saved.

"Don't you know how to be shy! Go put on your pajamas!"

Angus clearly remembered that Peter was a shy boy. When he first met him, the boy would blush even when he smiled when he talked to him.

How did it not take long to become a thick-skinned old driver?

"My figure is not good, the seniors don't even know how to praise me!" Peter was also wronged, he really didn't know how to be shy, but wanted to show off his figure.

Even Steven Rogers, who has the figure of an American porcupine, praised him.

In order to make Peter happy, Angus had to turn on the mode of blowing rainbow farts.

However, after being praised, Peter is still like this, he is not showing off his figure.

"It's so troublesome to put on clothes, and you have to take them off, so convenient!"

Isn't it, it's super convenient to do things.

"Senior, I don't even have the nerve to let you not wear it."

"Oh, then do I want to thank you!"

Angus' repeated persuasion was ineffective, so he had no choice but to give up and let him go.

The wound on Rumlow's body healed quickly, because Angus used his ability to repair it, and the wound would not leave a trace of scar at all, and the skin was intact.

The other scars on his body were caused by the years when Angus' superpower personality was blocked. Even if Angus tried his best, those scars could not fade away.

"These are honors." Rumlow smiled lightly and said.

But both of them understood that this honor was not necessarily obtained by him for his mission for S.H.I.E.L.D., it was just his superficial identity.

Angus knew that even he was not qualified to comment on Rumlow. After all, the embarrassing status of a double agent is actually for him.

The two identities of S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra gave Rumlow more convenience, and the reason why he concealed the existence of Angus for so many years was because of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s help.

He naturally understood the seriousness of the matter, and he entrusted it was not a random person from S.H.I.E.L.D., but Coulson, the director's most trusted and capable assistant.

Angus also knows that he can live an ordinary life in peace, not only because Professor X blocked his superpower personality, but also because Rumlow carefully guarded it.

Over the years, Rumlow has never complained to him, or even revealed any bitterness or tiredness.

Angus is not a short-sighted person, he understands everything.

From that night, when he found Rumlow came back to the safe house and pulled out the weapon pierced into the flesh with his bare hands in the bathroom, Angus understood the man's forbearance and strength.

Sensing something was wrong from the phone, Angus was very anxious.

He knew that even if he asked again and again, Rumlow would not tell the truth.

At best, he would lie again and say that his cough and wheezing were only caused by climbing the stairs just now, or that he had a sore throat because he didn't drink water.

Angus didn't even bother to take a shower, he put on the clothes thrown on the floor indiscriminately, opened the window in front of him, and flew into the air in a hurry.

Luckily Rumlow's safe house, he knew where it was.

"What happened to this injury?" Angus suddenly worried whether it was safe or not, "Will no one follow you?"

Rumlow shook his head, "It's just that I encountered an ambush during a mission."

As the wound healed, his mind became clearer. Now that he thought about it, there was really something wrong with this mission.

It was obviously just an ordinary task with a danger level of zero, but it seemed like he had been recruited, and all the firepower surrounded him.

It's as if the other party knows who is the leader.

This time it was a mission for S.H.I.E.L.D. He naturally thought there was something wrong with S.H.I.E.L.D.But the specific situation needs to be investigated again. After all, everyone in the team is dead, except for himself. Even if Coulson blames him, he has nothing to say.

It's just that those who died must have an explanation.

Rumlow knew that Angus should not let Angus know about these things. He tried his best to construct a sweet and relaxed smile, and said softly, "It's no big deal, it's okay."

Afterwards, he took it upon himself to investigate.

The next director, Coulson, visited Rumlow's office without waiting for him to deliver the mission report. He was eager to know why this mission was so dangerous.

"I need the list and background materials of all the people who know about this mission, as well as the ultimate purpose of the mission."

"What are you suspecting?" Coulson quickly noticed that Rumlow seemed to be implying that someone was behind his mission this time.

"I'm afraid it is!"

"You're not calm, Rumlow!" Coulson knocked on the table, trying to get him to adjust his mood.

Rumlow was even more aggressive, and said loudly regardless: "Those people who died in the team, some boys, he hasn't even touched a girl's mouth! Do you know what the bombs in the entire warehouse mean? Is it my lack of leadership, or is there an ulterior motive in this mission?"

Coulson closed his eyes and sighed leisurely, "I will also investigate, there is information to communicate with each other, and you are not allowed to act without authorization!"

Rumlow nodded, having another idea in mind.

Looking back, he rationalized his thoughts again. Before this mission, the only things he set foot in that might cause danger were related to the "mummy" and the Gotham gas incident.

At first, I got the information from S.H.I.E.L.D., but after checking, I found that the facts are not that simple.

The further investigation was all because of the sentence in the message Angus sent him.

"I don't know if it's a coincidence, but these things are all related to my abilities..."

Angus didn't tell him what the real solution to the poison gas incident in Gotham City was, but that alone was enough to make Rumlow worried.

If it is said that he was ambushed because of his contact with these things, it can only show that he is getting closer to the truth!

Rumlow is not afraid of getting hurt, he just hopes that Angus can be well.

After helping Rumlow to treat the wound, Angus quickly went back to Peter's side. It took only half an hour to go back and forth, and the little boy was still asleep.

He tore off the summer cool quilt and lay down next to Peter.

Peter sleeps very obediently. Once he is in a deep sleep, he will just stay in one position and not move around. His favorite position is to curl up on his side.

An extremely insecure sleeping position.

Angus moved his body and got into Peter's arms. He put his arms around Peter and pecked him on the cheek.

"Good night, little milk dog. I'll be with you."

Peter frowned slightly, he hugged Angus instinctively, rubbed his head left and right, moved his body restlessly, finally found the most comfortable angle in Angus's arms, and continued to sleep deeply.

But Angus couldn't fall asleep. He stared at the darkness in front of him, and the sweat on Rumlow's face, the blood on his body, and the damaged clothes on the floor kept appearing in his mind.

Suddenly I remembered the sentence I read in the book, you are living a smooth life now because someone is behind your back to carry the weight for you.

If he hadn't called Rumlow today, he didn't dare to think about the consequences.

The one who deserves a good life in this world is actually that man.

Angus just hoped that one day, Rumlow could also have a comfortable and warm embrace and sleep comfortably.

Before that person appeared, he swore that he would take care of him.

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I feel sorry for Rumlow, he deserves a super sweet love!