[Comprehensive Yingmei] Genius Lianmeng

Chapter 58 Handicapped Winter Soldier

"Bucky...has he been frozen most of the time all these years?" Steve asked in a low voice, which was so light that it seemed to be talking to himself rather than a real question.

"The amount of time you keep the popsicle is almost the same." Bruce described in a purely objective, calm, and emotionless tone, "Winter Soldier will be awakened when he is on a mission, and his learning ability four times that of ordinary people makes him fast enough to master The use of various weapons and sufficient killing skills."

"Bucky is a quick learner, he has always been." Steve's long and thick eyelashes drooped like curtains, covering his dim eyes, "He has mastered German and French in the army, which is a proficient level ..."

The corners of Bruce's mouth turned inward, but his eyebrows raised upwards: "Then, I wish Mr. Barnes the ability to recover as soon as possible. In this field, he is now at the level of a ninth-level disability."

"This stupid contrast setting!" Sam recalled the cool walking posture of the Winter Soldier holding a gun on the road, and then imagined that he used the mechanical arm stronger than Steve to hold the same cool walking posture, He took a cool look at an apple, and then tied the apple into a sieve, and was unexpectedly intrigued, "Why does poor Bucky have to be frozen into a popsicle for storage when he is not performing tasks? Not Pokémon!"

"He's just a powerful weapon, Sam, and the weapon has to be stored away when it's not in use." Bruce's handsome face, a typical East Coaster, showed a wrinkled and mocking smile, "Weapons are not to be had." self-aware."

"So... the Soviets brainwashed Bucky time and time again?" Steve's voice remained calm, but his hands tightened, the four times the blood flow propped up the blood vessels, and his hands were bruised.

"What's even more uncommentable is that after the collapse of the Soviet Union, the Winter Soldier was thrown in the junk warehouse like an abandoned weapon until he fell into the hands of Hydra." Bruce could barely maintain his Batman style. The cold sneer, "He can't be brainwashed often, because the Winter Soldier is a precious weapon, and your enemies can't take the risk of destroying the material. But they can't let the weapon have self-awareness, so freezing has become the only option." .”

"It turns out that there is more than one detective in 221B." Falcon was stunned for a long time before he managed to make a wisecrack, and after Steve took his hand away from the table, a deep palm mark was left on the surface of the table.

"Let me remind you, gentlemen, if you continue to chat with such enthusiasm, you will not be able to reach the first generation office of S.H.I.E.L.D. before dark, unless Mr. Wilson spreads his wings and takes you with him." Alf Ryder emerged from a corner and pointed downstairs. "The car is ready. It's a low-key Lamborghini."

"Go, Captain America, Captain America's Pokémon and Captain America's intimate padded jacket." Bruce resumed his usual playboy style, putting one hand in his pocket and waving the other gracefully waved.

"You haven't seen a real fan of Steve, Bruce." Sam shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, "Yes, Steve, I'm talking about Agent Coulson from S.H.I.E.L.D. Unfortunately..."

"Sam, let's go. We've all lost our partners, and I'm not going to let it happen." While speaking, Steve had already changed into the blue uniform, and the red, white and blue shield was thrust into the back , is still the captain of the United States who is born to command and guides the direction like a torch.

Facts have proved that they are still too optimistic.

For example, Bucky, who has a level nine disability in self-care ability, stayed in the Lamborghini for 3 minutes, and out of curiosity and experimentation, he tore open the door of this luxury car worth tens of millions like chicken wings.

To be on the safe side, they had to switch to the Batmobile.

"Come on, Bucky, don't stab an apple into a hedgehog with a knife, no, no, no, you're not wearing the Winter Soldier gear now, you're not going to drop a knife and make another, though I seriously doubt you'll I’ll hide one or two in my shoes, pants, and belt.” Steve used his fighting skills of dodging left and right to the extreme, while commanding Bucky to peel apples as if facing a big enemy, “Stop, stop , stop, let me demonstrate it to you..."

The knife gleamed in Steve's hand, and the red skin of the apple hung down in a smooth ribbon.He cut a small piece of apple, inserted it shallowly with the tip of the knife, and said to Bucky, "Open your mouth."

Bucky rubbed his short-cropped brown hair, staring at the pale yellow apple chunks in front of him in puzzlement, his puppy-like eyes focused in the middle, and fell into serious thinking.

"It's for eating."

"eat?"

"Open your mouth, Bucky, trust me," Steve said, slumping his shoulders.

Just when he thought that Bucky was going to refuse to speak, resolutely disobeyed, and was about to give up, Bucky's soft and thick mouth with naturally upturned corners slowly opened.

"Don't bite the knife, man. Another piece?"

Bucky finished the apple—the first apple in 70 years—and in one swift, disciplined move, he snatched the knife from Steve.

"Ping-apple." He pronounced the word with some difficulty.

Steve tightly held Bucky, who had been separated for 70 years, and put an equally bright red apple into Bucky's metal hand.

His hands were cold, hard, and smooth.

Then, the knife with the same color tone started to move, and Bucky's metal hand turned flexibly, and the red apple peel hung down in a twist and turn, as complete and continuous as Steve's peeling.

"Good job, Bucky." Steve couldn't help showing a smile, just like the tacit smile when they performed a mission together 70 years ago, and the sharpshooter Bucky killed the enemy who aimed at him with one shot.

The knife suddenly flew like Steve, and stopped firmly half an inch away from him.

"Open your mouth." Bucky said holding up the knife.

Steve: "..."

Sam: "...a quick learner, boy!"

Bucky: "Don't bite the knife, you bastard who is acting stupid all over his body."

Steve's pure blue eyes closed suddenly.Trembling, he opened those two pink, shiny, full and plump lips, and took the extremely well-shaped apple in his mouth.

He closed his lips slowly and softly, without letting go of the shiny silver knife that was the same color as Bucky's metal arm.

The author has something to say: Although it is a Japanese style, it is still quite emotional QAQ

Mingming smiles so sweetly, why do I still feel cruel DIE