Wishbone is also very poor today [Comprehensive British and American]

Brock woke up in the morning. He rubbed his eyes. He had a splitting headache, a cramping pain in his stomach, and his arms and shoulders were numb from the pressure.

The digital clock on the wall reads six-fifteen.

And he was lying face down on the table, with an empty wine bottle thrown beside him, under which was a puddle of half-dried wine, he got up and moved around, turning his neck.

After two seconds, Brock looked around.The laboratory of the Avengers Building has a translucent crystal floor, all kinds of high-precision instruments that he can't understand, and the innermost behemoth has four short legs to support the round body, which looks like a giant. Bastard, Bullock was amazed.

And a pudgy middle-aged man was sitting in front of the instrument with his eyes shining, his eye sockets were black, his lips were chapped and peeled off, he got up from time to time and paced anxiously, and then he couldn't wait to sit back on his seat.

Brock instinctively didn't bother Dr. Selvig.

His alcohol-corrupted head squeaked and he realized—the Winter Soldier was gone.

That fool voluntarily participated in an extremely dangerous operation. Brock didn't know the specific principle, but only knew about the Rubik's Cube.

Then he touched the bottle of semi-solid pheromone that the Winter Soldier forced into his pocket last night, and his heart felt a little empty.

Walking out of the laboratory, the blue sky outside was only half bright, and the sun was half hidden in the clouds. Peter and Hawkeye rolled together and slept soundly for some reason. Breakfast on the table.

Thinking of what the Winter Soldier said yesterday, Brock knew that it was still some time before he went home.

He should have left the lair of the superheroes, wandered around in this chaotic world, and waited until Doctor Strange opened the space door to send him back.

But Bullock didn't leave immediately, instead he took a shower and lived in the Avengers Building for a few days.

Until five days later, Tony led a little girl with blue light and appeared out of nowhere, followed by a blond man with big breasts and a short, fat middle-aged man.

The last one to come out was the Winter Soldier.

The Cosmic Rubik's Cube burst into dazzling blue light in an instant, flying into the girl's body.

Kebike slowly ascended into the sky, her translucent body was dazzling, and her facial features were so perfect that people couldn't help but hold her breath. She was only seven or eight years old, but there was a kind of majesty in the way she closed her eyes and meditated, like a cat. Young dragon, every scale shines with supreme glory.

When she opened her eyes, everyone could see the purest sky.

As Selvig said, she is the most perfect and powerful creation in the world.

Brock didn't look at Copic, who walked up to the Winter Soldier and threw him the disgusting bottle of semisolid pheromone.

"You should keep this stuff yourself."

The Winter Soldier frowned slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Crossbones? Why are you here?"

Tony stepped forward, hesitant to speak, and he put himself between the two of them.

No matter how low his EQ was, Brock felt something was wrong. He darkened his face and looked at the Winter Soldier carefully from top to bottom—with messy long hair, broad shoulders, and an upright posture, holding an M4A1 carbine in one hand /gun.

He was right.

But the bright red five-star was not printed on his metal arm.

Brock withdrew his gaze blankly, not knowing what it was like in his heart for a while, but felt a little disappointed.

"This is the James Barnes of our universe," Tony tried to clear his throat as if something was stuck in his throat, and said with difficulty, "I'm sorry, I lost contact with him inside... .”

Bullock didn't speak, but just walked over, and rudely snatched the bottle that was held in his hand by the "Bucky" of this universe. He turned around and walked steadily. The distance of each step was exactly 65 centimeters, and soon It disappeared from everyone's sight.

It's been a year for Tony to get acquainted with the Winter Soldier from the parallel universe, not to mention that the Winter Soldier is really a strong and reliable comrade in arms, a hero with them through difficult times, and a... good guy.

Tony remembered that he had purified the pheromone from the bottle—in fact, the Winter Soldier asked Tony to start preparations half a year ago. Every week, he would draw a tube of blood and give it to Tony to use the instrument to transcribe protein molecules.

"Why don't you give him the finished one first?" Tony remembered asking himself.

The Winter Soldier thought for a while, and the man who looked unusually young but taciturn smiled slightly——

"That way you won't be able to see him often."

The Winter Soldier and Tony spent five days and six nights in Kopik's spiritual world.

It was a magnificent and magnificent world that was difficult to describe in words.

They passed the sleeping golden land, passed the lonely white dwarfs among the nebulae, and flowed through the bright red light that swayed the sky like blood, where they overcame thorns and thorns, and slowly helped Kobik piece together the fragmented consciousness.

Until the third day, the Winter Soldier suddenly disappeared in front of Tony without any warning.

Tony continued to start the expedition alone, and finally a dark blue girl slowly took shape in his palm, and he succeeded.

Kopik found the Bucky of their universe - when he was tied to a missile by Baron Zemo and shot into the sky, it was her subconscious that saved him and hid him in her spiritual world.

Kopik then reinvented Captain America, bringing back the pre-modified Steve along with him.

Tony came back to his senses, grabbed Kopik's sleeve with his virtual body, and asked eagerly, "Can you save him? The man who entered a different space with us to find you?"

Kebike shook her head, and she said with some regret: "He belongs to another time and space, and I can't do anything about it."

Steve with a confused face: "Can anyone explain to me what happened?"

Tony: "...Forgive me, I want to punch you now when I see your face, go ask Clint."

Steve turned around in a daze and walked out.

He was then brutally beaten.

That night, Bullock saw a two-man duel known as "The Fight of the Century" live on television.

Captain America versus Hydra Captain.

Two blond men with big breasts rub each other on the ground. The background accompaniment is the melee between the remnants of Hydra and a group of heroes, which is both interesting and enjoyable.

But Bullock turned off the TV with little interest, covered his head with the quilt, and fell asleep angrily.

The psychiatrist in the college once said that he is somewhat lacking in emotion, and negative emotions such as sadness, reluctance, and jealousy can only be manifested in anger in him.

Bullock opened his eyes in the dark and thought:

The Winter Soldier is such a bastard.

Still a sucker.

If it was him, Brock, he would want someone else to get revenge on Hydra for him, but the Winter Soldier said some "I hope you're alive" bullshit.

I will naturally live well, so do you need to remind me?

But why are these bullshit buzzing in my ears like flies seeing shit? !

The more Brock thought about it, the more angry he was, he lifted the quilt and sat up, ran out and bought a dozen cans of beer, he got himself drunk, and lay his dead body on the cold floor, until the next day he was woken up by the hotel cleaner who came to clean it .

After waking up, he silently shaved off the stubble that had grown out, and after taking a good shower, he took a closer look at himself in the mirror.

Bullock is not sensitive to people's appearance. In his mind, Selena and Bruce are the first-class good-looking, and it is not bad for the Winter Soldier to comb his hair well.

As for himself, he should not be very good, otherwise, there would be no Alpha who has ever pursued him, who would like an Omega who is full of muscles and full of dirty words?

Especially since he can knock an Alpha into a concussion with one punch.

One pair of hands can cut off more than a hundred necks.

One leg sweeper has disabled seventy or eighty men.

Brock found out with embarrassment that if the Winter Soldier was really dead, there should be no second Alpha in this world who could be interested in him.

He raised his eyebrows in the mirror, and was amused by the thought in his heart—fuck you, when did I start caring like a 13-year-old girl whether someone likes it?

Inexplicably regaining his good mood, Bullock rushed to his illegal arms trading den, and after bloodbathed a wave of gangsters who dared to snatch business while he was away, he lived a good life lying down and collecting money every day.

Destruction can happen overnight, but reconstruction is a very long and complicated process.

After another use of the Winter Soldier's legacy to survive the rut, Brock finally got the message.

Tony told him that the location of the parallel universe was fixed.

He can go home.