[Comprehensive Anglo-American] New York People's Suffering History

Soapy walked in the front, and his small body easily lifted the heavy objects blocking the way.

"Let me do it!" Captain America couldn't bear to watch a little girl carry a heavy load.

Of course he knew that this was nothing to Soapy, but a thin, petite and beautiful little beauty, carrying a load-bearing column several times bigger than her, was really distressing just from the picture. .

Soapy threw away the heavy object, and glanced at Captain America: "No need. Step back, and be careful not to hit you." Then he kicked the shelf that fell to the ground, walked into the ward, and bit his repeatedly healed finger to save him.

Sunlight poured into the room through the broken glass windows of the hospital, awakening one life after another, Subbie was as beautiful as an angel who had fallen from the mortal world.

Captain America stood at the door and watched absentmindedly, remembering the massacre in the forest by Soapy not long ago, and the question she asked him.

If it turns out that the dead are vampires and not humans, will he still track down the killer?He thought he would.

But what if one day humans confront vampires?Will he stand by this woman, or stand firm in defense of his kind?he does not know.

Soapy held the head and neck of a patient with a leg injury, squeezed her mouth open, and dripped a drop of blood into it.When Subi lowered his head, his long curly brown hair fell down, dyed with golden sunlight, and his exquisite side face was also haloed.The US team was a little dumbfounded, but unfortunately the beauty is short-lived.

"Forget about these people being so fat, can't they eat healthier and lighter?" Soapy complained as he picked up the surprisingly fat patient.

The American team stepped forward to pick it up.

Soapy stepped back and said, "What are you doing?"

"Send her out!" Captain America stretched out his hands, motioning for Soapy to hand him the person.

"No, no, dear." Soapy twitched his lips, "You take care of the injured man, and leave the lady to your friend Mr. Stark. Here~ There is an old man in the opposite ward who also injured his foot. Take him first. Get out!"

"Why?" Captain America was a little confused. Saving people is the most important thing. Human lives are precious, so why should they be divided into genders.

"Because I saved you, you are mine. If you can avoid contact with other women's muscles, it is understandable when there is no other choice, but it can be avoided now, right? ?” Soapy smiled and put the injured female patient into a safe area in the corridor.

The US team retorted with a wry smile: "Ms. Su, if I remember correctly, I also saved you, I think it can reach..."

"That's right, so I've been yours for a long time." Soapy winked and said sweetly, "Call me anytime you need to warm your bed! mua~"

Captain America didn't want to bicker now, so to avoid arguing with Subi, he obediently went to the grandfather in the opposite ward.Soapy also went to the next ward, and she suddenly raised her voice and shouted: "Mr. Stark, can you hurry up!!!"

At this time, Jarvis controlled the armor and flew into the hospital.

"Sir. Are you all right?" Jarvis opened the armor.

Tony Stark limped in. "It's much more comfortable." Tony Stark, who had armor supporting his injured leg, let out a long sigh of relief.

War Machine Rhodes flew in half a step too late, the black armor approached Iron Man's red armor, and then held Iron Man's hand vaguely.

Tony Stark said helplessly: "Maude, let go of my hand, can you and Jarvis only stop at the level of consciousness? Don't make any movements. This will make me and Rhodes two big men It looks weird."

War Machine let go of Iron Man's grip.

Jarvis apologized for his girlfriend: "I'm sorry, sir."

"Are you in a relationship with Jarvis?" Rhodes, who just heard the news, felt sad that his daughter had found a boyfriend behind his back. He had always liked Jarvis before, and he suddenly felt bad for this animal-faced AI intelligence. Emotions.

"Family matters. Let's talk at home. Rhodes, let's do things first!" Tony Stark picked up a person who was put in the corridor after Soapy rescued him, and jumped out of the window.

Rhodes immediately picked up one and followed.

After the US team handed over the injured grandfather to the ambulance, they had some difficulty standing under the hospital building and having difficulty going upstairs.No matter how fast he ran, he could only walk up the stairs in a roundabout way. In the time he saved one person, Iron Man and War Machine had already saved a dozen.

There were so many wounded in the hospital, it was a waste of time for him to go up and down so slowly.

"Hey guy."

Captain America suddenly left his feet off the ground, feeling someone tugging at his straps and pulling him up.

Turning around, I found that it was a falcon with wings spread and goggles.

"Sam!" Captain America met his savior.

Falcon flew up to the high building with Captain America, and entered the building through the broken window. He said with some dissatisfaction: "The news said that you might be killed. I hurried over here, but you are fine."

"I really almost buried here. It's a long story, let's help save people first!"

***

Sherlock didn't dare to provoke Moriarty with words anymore. If this lunatic got excited, there might be another explosion/explosion outside.

"Why did you come to New York?" Sherlock was no longer anxious.

Moriarty has a strong desire to control and will not let the game develop in a direction he cannot control. In other words, the so-called fixed-point explosion/explosion is simply unreliable.Moriartian must have placed his explosives in many more places than the six he himself stated.And which one is next?When to detonate the bomb/bomb?It all depends on his momentary pleasure.

"You know it." Moriarty smiled and sat back on the chair: "I'm bored and want to play with you. Of course, I also want to see if the New Yorkers who have seen the big scene will be stronger psychologically than our London compatriots a little."

"What's the result?" Sherlock's tone of conversation was deliberately calm and low, trying to make the atmosphere less tense.

"You heard it too, they all look like frightened mice, which is really disappointing." Moriarty slumped into a chair, played with his fingers boredly, and then slowly said: "Those people are like a group of unresponsive people. The gorilla has no power to fight back in the face of the coming danger. To be honest, I was a little bit looking forward to it before coming here. Do you know the American superheroes? Superman, Batman, Spiderman, Iron Man... "

"What happened to them?" Sherlock tried to buy more time for the US government to rescue.

"It's all man. Is it important? It's man. He has obtained supernatural powers but still has no wisdom." Mojarity said with a smile: "Can you imagine a city so fragile that it can be destroyed overnight?"

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Sherlock who was standing in the candlelight not far ahead: "Yes. I want to destroy the whole New York. BOOM~"

Sherlock's heart tightened.

After a few minutes, Sherlock, who didn't hear the explosion/explosion outside, seemed to be relieved.

Boom boom! !Rumble——

"Another place is blown up." Moriarty laughed. "Look, Sherlock, I said you can only watch. There is nothing you can do."

If this drags on, the loss will only become more painful.Sherlock took out the gun he stole from policeman Ed when he fled the police station from his pocket, and pointed it at Moriarty.

"I'm so scared!!!" Moriarty made a terrified exaggerated grimace, and then took out a clip: "I stole it when I was close to you just now, and you were all focused on my sexy voice .Sherlock, I thought Watson was your weakness before, but now it seems that it might be me!"

Moriarty threw away the magazine and lightly flipped a small button on the arm of the chair with his fingers.

An iron cage fell from the sky and imprisoned Sherlock.

"This may help you to watch what's going on in New York more attentively. It's not over yet!" Moriarty loosened the tie around his neck, and walked towards Sherlock in the cage with a smile.

The author has something to say: Mo Niang: Four twos.

Clown: Wang Zha.

Chaoying: Sorry.