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Brock laughed, broke away from Bucky's hand, and turned around.

"It's okay, nothing special."

Bucky had a fluffy beard, and Brock went up and rubbed it with his hands. It was soft, matched with his round chin, and felt better than the cat raised by Bilina.

"Steve is out of danger," Bucky smiled and rubbed his face in Bullock's hand, "but his communicator is broken, you should tell him when you meet Stark."

Bullock withdrew his hand expressionlessly: "Oh."

"Don't worry about me, I'm doing fine," Bucky grabbed Bullock's hand, "I just miss you so much."

Bullock: "Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense. If you really want to, I won't leave S.H.I.E.L.D. to join some shitty underground terrorist organization."

The cloak gave them a slight glance.

"We are not an underground terrorist organization." Bucky sighed helplessly, feeling that this reunion was not at all what he had imagined.

Bullock raised his eyebrows: "Oh, what do you want from me? Say it first, don't drag me into the water, I'm just an ordinary person without superpowers, and I'm not qualified to join your great organization."

Bucky was a little aggrieved: "Can't I come to see you if I have nothing to do?"

Brock stepped back, looking up at him sideways.

Bucky's chin was tickled by him, and he scratched it himself. With the gray coat and his recently rounded face, he looked slovenly like a Russian brown bear.

Brock felt that after leaving Hydra, he not only became more and more stupid, but also became more and more ugly.

A little regret.

"Natasha has a clue," Bucky said, "proving that Steve didn't kill Nick Fury."

Bullock took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.

"Is it still useful to say this now? Even if it can be proved, the hatred that has been provoked will not disappear, and Luthor won't lose money if he engages in this wave."

Bucky was silent for a few seconds, then he whispered, "What can we do then? We can't give up our efforts."

His sweetheart is a very powerful agent, neither hot-blooded, nor need the protection of others, let alone earn money to support him.

Bullock alone can live better than anyone else.

Bucky once thought that he should take good care of Brock, cook for him at home, wash his clothes and clean up the house, and take care of all the troubles for him outside, so that he can do whatever he wants.

But in fact, he couldn't even do the most basic companionship.

This made Bucky sad, and he even thought, what qualifications did he have to be with Bullock?He is so good, he will be snatched away one day.

Brock didn't expect that Bucky had already condemned himself in his heart to the point of crying.

He frowned and said, "Don't you still understand? They hate you now, and no matter what you do, it will be irreversible."

Under the dark blue sky, the smoke was misty, the man stomped out his half-smoked cigarette, and the orange-red light went dark with a sizzle.

"This matter is easy to solve," Brock smiled coldly, "When the earth is destroyed again, they will cry and beg you to come back, and Luthor will naturally step down. You will not disagree with that." Know."

Bucky tried to hold Brock in his arms like a clumsy bear trying to sniff a fragile flower.

"We can't wait," Bucky said dryly, "The underground activities will continue, and we won't stop saving people."

"I'm sorry...for leaving you again."

Brock snorted coldly: "Come on, I'm still tired of you being by my side, just live."

After speaking, he seemed to feel a little bored, turned around and wanted to leave.

Bucky wanted to grab the hem of his shirt, but dropped his hand again.

In just a few months, many people in their underground organization have died, and many more have been imprisoned.

He didn't know if he would live to see Bullock in the future.

"Don't wait for me," Bucky made up his mind, "One day I die, you promise me, just pretend I never showed up."

Standing aside as a means of transportation, the cloak that was used as the background board pouted at this time.

Unexpectedly, Brock suddenly turned around.

"If you're dead," he said cruelly, "I'll have your son call Rollins Papa."

Bucky: "?!"

Seeing Bucky raising his eyebrows and staring at him stupidly, Bullock said word by word, "I'm pregnant."

Bucky: "What?"

Brock turned the lighter in his hand a little irritably, remembering the examination report handed over by the doctor a few months ago, all the physiological indicators in it were telling him——

He, the Marine Corps Captain of S.H.I.E.L.D., codenamed Crossbones, is a senior agent with a mission completion rate of 90.00%.

pregnant.

When he took the list, Brock's dull and thick nerves realized that he was still an Omega with fertility.

Despite taking inhibitors, the Omega's pregnancy rate during the non-estrus period is approximately equal to zero.

But for other Alphas, even if they do not take safety measures, they will not have a safe period of pregnancy. When facing Bucky, who has undergone serum injections and caused genetic mutations——

It doesn't seem very safe.

"Okay, it's nothing interesting, let me inform you, you can get out." Bullock threw the lighter into his pocket, put on the hat on his black coat, and covered his uncomfortable expression.

"Wait a minute!" Bucky grabbed him, "I..."

Bullock: "Don't say you want to follow me again."

Bucky was a little anxious: "I can't just let you go like this."

Bullock let him pull, looking down at the ground.

"Give me a week... No, three days. I'll come to accompany you when the matter over there is settled."

"No need," Bullock looked at him resentfully, "You will only make the situation I face more dangerous if you follow me now, can you use your brain more?"

Bucky pursed his lips.

Indeed, having a wanted man around only makes Bullock's situation more dangerous.

He was dizzy, but he couldn't calm down at all in this situation.

Bullock didn't want to get tired of him anymore, he said with a cold face: "Remember, I won't raise your child for you, so you fucking come back alive for me, or I will throw your cub on the street to fend for itself .”

"I know your ability, don't send yourself to death, no one can kill you."

The man really didn't look back, leaving only one sentence.

Bucky wanted to say something more, but the cloak standing behind them and watching a good show sighed, and the black cloth covered the two of them.

A mysterious light flashed past, and the alley was instantly empty.

Bucky, who was teleported back to the secret base, sat on the ground in a daze.

An unknown new life made him nervous from the inside out, every part of his soul was tense to the extreme, and the joy that he hadn't had time to experience was submerged in overwhelming worries and fears.

Can he really take on the responsibility of being a father?

Can he be worthy of the child he brought into this chaotic world?

As for Brock's concealed sincerity and unspeakable affection, Bucky put it on his chest and repeated Mosuo. In desperation, he had to carefully find a place to hide it.

His life spans more than half a century, from Allied hero to notorious Hydra killer, from repentant superhero to today's most wanted criminal.

This heavy weight can be carried lightly by one person one day without any effort.

That night, Bullock called his personal doctor, who had an appointment.

"Cancel tomorrow's operation." He tightened his fingertips, holding the phone, "I'm going to keep this child."

After hanging up the phone, he turned on the computer and began to write his resignation letter.

Brock knows that his identity is sensitive, and he has a close relationship with many superheroes of underground organizations, and has always been a key observation object of S.H.I.E.L.D.

So after the incident, he did not resign.

On the one hand, it was because he wanted to be closer to SHIELD, the information collection and distribution center. On the other hand, once he left his job, SHIELD had to prevent him from defecting to the resistance organization, and his life was full of constraints.

Not to mention, according to the bureau's practice, a retired or resigned agent has a one-year observation period, and according to the general guidelines of intelligence organizations, he will not be able to find a similar job within two years.

The next morning, Pierce received Bullock's resignation application.

Instead, he gave Bullock a year-long maternity leave.

Although this marine captain is very easy to use, the Omega Protection Association is not merciless in suing people. There is no need to get the entire S.H.I.E.L.D.

There was a lot of noise outside, but Brock's side suddenly calmed down.

He took a few pregnancy checks one after another, enjoying the rare peace.

What's more, he gradually stopped caring about the outside news. He didn't know what new policies Luthor had issued, and he didn't know which superhero had been arrested recently.