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Chapter 101 Is Aunt Mei's Apple Pie Serious?

With Ivan, a Russian scientist, helping, they wouldn't fall behind on the Iron Man Suit project, but it wasn't foolproof.

Tony wasn't alone; he had Captain America as a friend, which meant that if anything happened to him, he could call Captain America for help.

Therefore, finding something to restrain Captain America was a necessary measure.

Danica secretly met with Hammer and collaborated with him.

Hammer wanted to deal with Iron Man, while Danicawanted to deal with Captain America.

Nissa inherited most of the old king's estate, which greatly displeased Danica, especially since Captain America was helping her.

All that money was hers!

Now that Nissa had taken it, she'd be a ghost if she were happy!

A few days later, Captain America's solo movie was scheduled for May.

Peter also took the opportunity to invite Captain America over for dinner, both to express his gratitude and to let his Aunt Mei meet their shared idol.

"Captain, my aunt's apple pie is delicious. Could I invite you to have lunch at my place?"

"Your aunt's apple pie? Is it big?"

Steve misunderstood, thinking of the two apple pies.

Peter was a bit confused. What did he mean by a big apple pie? Shouldn't he be asking if it's delicious?

"If Captain likes it bigger, then I'll tell my aunt to make it bigger."

"Ahem, alright, I'll be there on time."

Steve ended the call and patted the head under the table.

Wei Lian quickly crawled out and ran to the bathroom.

Nissa, dressed in a women's suit, was making tea; it was rare for the man to visit, so she had to entertain him well.

"Husband, Danica spoke to me recently, demanding that I hand over Montgomery's natural gas to her. She's also Father's daughter and has the right to inherit the estate."

The natural gas reserves there were worth over thirty billion U.S. dollars, and there were also oil fields and mineral veins nearby.

Moreover, the mineral veins contained rare metals, widely used in military and electronic fields—it was a veritable gold mine!

The total value added up to no less than a hundred billion!

Danica, with her first request, wanted to take a hundred billion. Wasn't that a bit too overconfident?

The former old man's greatest resource was land ownership, which he had possessed since before the United States was founded.

Only land was the most valuable; once oil fields or mineral veins were discovered inside, it was an instant takeoff!

"It seems your sister has quite an ambition. She's already married off, yet she still dreams of dividing the family property. Is she dreaming or not fully awake?"

Steve was almost amused to anger. He didn't care about how much money there was, but without money, it would be impossible to move an inch.

"Isn't that right! But she's quite capable; the DuPont Family has been completely subdued by her!"

Nissa's eyes held a smile. She was originally quite annoyed by her sister's unreasonableness.

If she didn't give in, it would mean war, and she would inevitably be pressured through law, assassination, gangs, and even the military.

She was involved in framing Steve before, providing the photos!

"However, we are not without means of retaliation. The current head of the DuPont Family, Manco, has great objections to her.

If we can weaken her influence and cause infighting within the DuPont Family, the pressure will be much less."

Nissa wasn't annoyed; she was very happy every day now that she had a child.

With a mother who is a perfect pure-blood Vampire and a father who is a Super Soldier, the little one in her belly is sure to be extraordinary!

At this moment, Wei Lian came out of the bathroom, and after taking a call, her expression was a bit grim.

"What's wrong, Wei Lian?"

Nissa frowned slightly. This was the maid and bodyguard who had grown up with her since childhood.

Now she also served as a concubine and secretary, and Wei Lian was involved in business matters, so something must have happened.

"Princess, one of our cargo ships in the Atlantic Oceanhas been hijacked, and the hijackers are demanding five hundred million U.S. dollars!"

Nissa merely frowned slightly after hearing this, then turned to look at Steve.

"Husband, what should we do about this?"

Steve stroked his chin; he felt something was odd. Hijacking a cargo ship for ransom was fine, but five hundred million U.S. dollars—were they out of their minds?

A cargo ship, including the crew, cargo, and the vessel itself, shouldn't cost five hundred million!

The serum had enhanced his brain, making his thoughts much quicker, and he keenly sensed that something was amiss.

"Call Sharon and ask her about the situation. I think there's a conspiracy here. This is clearly more than five hundred million; the fact that they're asking for so much is problematic!"

After Nissa made the call, Sharon dispatched Agents to investigate.

The situation was: pay the money within twenty hours, or they would blow up the cargo and the ship!

--

In a luxurious manor.

Danica put down the phone, casually tossing it onto the sofa, her shapely legs propped on the coffee table, her high heels dangling from her toes.

The maid beside her dutifully massaged her, promoting circulation.

"Madam, Manco has arrived."

"Let him in."

A Mediterranean man in a suit walked in, glanced at Danica, and was drawn by her devilish figure.

After a brief moment of distraction, he shifted his gaze.

"Madam, the arrangements have been made, and the Second Fleet can provide support at any time.

When can we begin developing the Montgomery oil field?"

Danica looked disdainfully at this junior who had the heart of a thief but lacked the courage, easily peeling an orange with her crimson nails.

"What's the rush? Prepare the relevant matters; that oil field will certainly belong to the family.

This mission must not leak any information, or you know the consequences, don't you?"

"Yes, Madam, you can rest assured with my work."

Manco was also a prominent figure in the financial world, and being summoned and dismissed like this made him lose face.

No other reason than Danica had converted many mixed-blood Vampires to obey her over the years.

She secretly controlled all matters, big and small, of the DuPont Family; he, the patriarch, was merely a puppet!

However, soon, he would no longer be a puppet but a true power holder!

At that time!

Manco glanced at the curvaceous Danica, this alluring elder; he might just get a chance to steal a kiss. He wanted to taste this Vampire princess!

For now, he needed to endure and wait for the plan to begin.

Danica had no idea that while she was plotting against Captain America, she was also being coveted by a junior within her family.

Dealing with Nissa was one thing; paying mercenaries to hijack a cargo ship was another.

The ultimate goal was to lure Captain America out. Nissa had a good relationship with S.H.I.E.L.D., so using public resources to rescue hostages was justifiable.

If Captain America went, then it would be the perfect opportunity to kill him!

If Captain America didn't go, then they would wipe out the S.H.I.E.L.D. special forces team.

Afterward, they would cooperate with Gorgon, letting his controlled faction in the council pressure the Security Council to once again create opportunities to infiltrate S.H.I.E.L.D.

Whether it succeeded or not, Danica wouldn't lose!

CIA, FBI, S.H.I.E.L.D.—three Agent departments, one must be controlled.

The CIA belonged to Gorgon, so that was out of the question.

The FBI belonged to Baron Strucker, also difficult to get a hold of.

Only S.H.I.E.L.D. belonged to Pierce, which was relatively easier to get started with.

They weren't fighting elites, but weaklings!

A glance at Danica's plan would only make one's scalp tingle; a plan, regardless of its success, could yield benefits.

No wonder she could control a large conglomerate; it wasn't by relying on her body but on her brain!

Chapter 102 Going to the kitchen with Aunt Mei

Queens apartment.

The charming Mei spent an hour doing her makeup in the bedroom. She was going to treat Captain Americato dinner today, and she couldn't be impolite on such an honorable occasion!

"Wow, Aunt Mei, you're so beautiful today!"

Peter was stunned. He had never thought Aunt Mei was beautiful, nor had he ever had that idea.

"Thank you, Peter. I'm going to prepare lunch now. You go help entertain Captain and the others."

This time, besides Captain America, she also invited her old neighbor Mary Jane, her classmate Harry, and his father Norman (Green Goblin).

Downstairs, as Steve just arrived, a car sped past, hitting a pedestrian who couldn't dodge in time and sending them flying.

Behind it were several chasing Police cars. This clearly indicated a case.

Coincidentally, Mary Jane and the father-son duo, Norman, also got out of their car and met Steve.

"Hello, Captain. I'm Norman, a good friend of Peter's father before he passed away. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Norman looked very normal now. As long as he wasn't provoked, his evil personality wouldn't act up.

The power of the blackened Green Goblin could definitely suppress a Super Soldier, a power gained at the cost of mental defects.

"Hello, let's go upstairs first."

Steve was wearing a hat precisely because he didn't want to be recognized on the street. Otherwise, fans would endlessly come over for photos, which would be torture, not enjoyment.

Peter happened to come down to greet them and invite them up. His eyes lit up, especially when he saw his goddess, Mary Jane.

Unfortunately, Mary Jane's attention wasn't on him, but on Steve.

Steve had absolutely no interest in this kind of low-tier 'green tea' girl.

In terms of looks, the cool and elegant Hill, the gentle Sharon, and the exotic Nissa were all more beautiful than Mary Jane.

Not to mention Karen and Betty, who were more mature and alluring than Mary Jane.

They also provided immense help in his career, either as a private lawyer or a Dr..

What did Mary Jane have? Nothing! And she was a vain bitch who would cheat on her boyfriend at any time!

The apartment was small, but it was kept very clean and decorated warmly.

"Captain, lunch will be ready soon. Peter, please help me entertain the guests."

Aunt Mei poked her head out from the kitchen, her exquisite makeup adorned with a gentle smile. Wearing an apron, she exuded the charm of a good wife and loving mother, making one's heart flutter!

Norman observed Steve. He clearly remembered the experience of being punched by Steve and sent flying over ten meters on the bridge that night.

Even with his enhanced physique, it took him half a month to dissipate the bruises when he returned. Thinking about it now still brought a faint ache.

"Captain, there were robbers just now. I thought you would go help."

The young Green Goblin, Harry, jokingly brought up the topic, but his words were a bit aggressive.

Steve raised an eyebrow and looked at Harry.

"Police officers are already pursuing them. It doesn't matter if I go or not. And, classmate, if I'm not mistaken, it's off-duty hours right now!"

What a joke, having to work unpaid overtime after getting off work? That's like being a beast of burden!

"Harry, shut up! Apologize to Captain!"

Norman was startled by what he heard, but the thought of trying to win over Captain America rose uncontrollably.

Looking at Captain America's attitude, he didn't seem so righteous and selfless. This was clearly slacking off!

"I'm sorry, Captain."

"It's fine. You'll understand when you enter society. Norman, I heard your company developed a physical enhancement serum. How effective is it?"

Steve was somewhat interested in this serum.

"Ahem, this serum hasn't been completed yet. The Military cut off funding, and now the project has been shelved.

We are investing in another project, the tritium experiment. If it succeeds,

it will bring about a whole new energy revolution, and renewable energy will cause the company's stock to soar!"

Norman, fearing Captain America would notice, somewhat guiltily changed the subject.

But Captain America leaned in with ill intent and asked in a low voice.

"Will your serum cause one to lose their male function after use?"

Hiss!

Norman was shocked. How did he know!

Physical enhancement serums, like the Super Soldier Serum, all have side effects unless they are the perfect version.

The true solution to the defect of infertility after using it was only researched after Avengers 4.

"Ahem, I don't know."

Norman stammered a bit. He had indeed lost that part of his function. But it didn't matter anymore; he already had a son anyway.

Mary Jane wanted to talk to Steve, but he was chatting and boasting with Norman, and she could never get a word in.

"I think Mary Jane and your son are quite a match. A (Bitch and dog, forever together) Ahem, perfectly matched, they should be together."

Steve almost blurted out what he was thinking, but fortunately, he changed his words in time.

Peter's eyes widened when he heard this. He nervously knocked over his teacup.

"Oh!"

Mary Jane also looked incredulous. She had thought she could become Steve's girlfriend.

She didn't mind if Steve had many girlfriends; she only cared if a man had money!

If she hadn't known Peter was Spider-Man, and the vanity of being a Super Hero's girlfriend, she wouldn't have accepted Peter.

"Speaking of which, Peter, do you have a full-time job at the newspaper now?"

Steve changed the subject.

"Uh, no, Mr. Jameson said they don't need more staff yet and still wants me to be a part-time photographer."

Peter was a bit helpless. He could only earn money by taking pictures of himself, which was somewhat ironic.

[Peter likes Mary Jane.]

[Mary Jane likes you and Harry.]

[Harry expresses disgust towards you.]

[Norman lost his male function due to the serum.]

Looking at the prompt messages, not much was useful.

Moreover, Norman, who was the focus, had no further developments, and his attitude towards him was not hostile (red name), but neutral yellow.

This was quite thought-provoking.

"Alright, you all chat. I'm going to wash my hands."

Steve got up and went to the kitchen. His purpose for coming this time was to see Aunt Mei's apple pie, specifically how big it was.

The kitchen was small. Steve squeezed in and helped Aunt Mei get ingredients.

"Let me help you, Aunt Mei. You look very young. You must have many men pursuing you, right?"

"Ah! Oh! Thank you for the compliment. Actually, no, I'm an old woman now, hehe, no man would like me."

Aunt Mei felt the intense gaze and was quite happy, a hint of pride on her face.

No woman dislikes a man's praise, especially from a man she likes.

Plus, she did have many men pursuing her, but her husband had only passed away a few months ago, and she wasn't looking for another partner yet.

"Not at all, I really like your type. By the way, where do you work?"

Steve saw an opportunity and continued to flirt.

"Hehe, I work as a caregiver at the hospital."

Aunt Mei smiled back, her hands still moving quickly, placing various ingredients with speed.

"Peter told me you can play the piano?"

Peter: ?? I never said that!

With the information prompt, Steve's flirting with Aunt Mei was a well-practiced routine.

"Hehe, yes, Captain, can you help me get the ketchup?"

The kitchen was small, and the two of them were a bit crowded, so physical contact was inevitable.

One deliberately flirting, the other enjoying it, they had a tacit understanding.

Mainly, Steve was handsome and young enough. His strong, well-defined muscles made Aunt Mei's heart beat faster and her affection for him soar.

If it had been someone like Norman, she would have slapped him and sued him for indecency!

Different people, different fates!

Chapter 103 The Captain's Little Mouth is Smeared with Honey

Dinner is served.

But Peter noticed Aunt Mei's face was flushed, and she often secretly glanced at Captain America.

Spider-Sense activated!

"Aunt Mei wouldn't happen to like Captain, would she?"

This thought flashed through his mind, and Peter was a bit confused; had he invited a wolf into the house?

However, when he thought about Aunt Mei finding a partner, he felt it was quite good, at least he wouldn't have to worry about her being alone in old age.

During this time, Norman kept probing Captain America, asking his views on current regional conflicts, and also brought up the recently appeared Spider-Man.

"No shop talk after work. Come on, don't be shy, eat, treat this like your own home."

Of course, Steve couldn't care about regional conflicts; he was only concerned with what excuse he should use to ask Aunt Mei out next time.

It seemed Aunt Mei also had good feelings for him, quite favorable, with a hint of subtle emotion.

Generally speaking, young and beautiful girls are the first choice, but after seeing Aunt Mei in person...

Steve found that the phrase 'still charming' was indeed well-deserved; her light red dress and fair feet paired with high heels made her look fashionable and sexy.

Who wouldn't be captivated by this version of Aunt Mei?

"Treat this like your own home?"

Norman's head was buzzing. Captain is such a social butterfly!

"Captain, thank you for saving me last time. I'll toast to you!"

Mary Jane finally found an opportunity, raising her glass, her eyes filled with admiration.

"That's right, Captain, thank you for saving Mary Jane."

Harry also took the opportunity to raise his glass in thanks. He didn't have too many thoughts about Mary Jane; while she was nice, marriage was out of the question.

Just then, a text message notification came through.

Steve glanced at it, put his phone back, picked up his juice, and clinked glasses with them.

He devoured the apple pie in a whirlwind, leaving not even a crumb.

"Aunt Mei, thank you for your hospitality. Your apple pie was delicious. Next time, I'd like to try a new kind of apple pie."

Steve's words were suggestive, but he didn't know if that kind of apple pie came with cream.

"Hehe, you're welcome. Seeing that you enjoyed it, I'm relieved. Next time you come, I'll make it for you again."

Aunt Mei noticed Captain America's gaze lingering on her cleavage, and for a woman her age, she didn't feel shy.

She boldly extended her high-heeled shoe and touched Captain America's shoe, then picked up her wine glass and clinked it with his, everything unspoken.

Steve put down his glass, stood up, opened the window, and leaped from the balcony.

"Captain, that's the twenty-third floor!"

Peter quickly shouted, "Do you think you're Spider-Man, going down like that?"

The next second, Steve was seen riding a cool off-road motorcycle, deploying its gliders, and flying into the distance.

"What a cool motorcycle!"

Harry couldn't help but exclaim. This Captain certainly had some tricks up his sleeve.

Only Aunt Mei's eyes sparkled repeatedly. Steve's exit was too cool, jumping straight off the building!

It was all about coolness and contrast. Even though Aunt Mei was past her passionate years, her heart couldn't help but race.

--

Night, somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean.

A S.H.I.E.L.D. transport plane flew above the clouds, heading directly for the hijacked freighter.

Logically, this kind of task wasn't for them but for the CIA.

The FBI handled domestic affairs, the CIA handled foreign affairs, and S.H.I.E.L.D. dealt with supernatural cases. This was the rule and the unspoken understanding.

The lurking spy sent the information to Danica.

"Good. Tell the Second Fleet Commander that once Captain America is confirmed to be on the freighter, immediately implement a fire blockade!"

Danica's eyes showed strange vertical pupils. The thought of Captain America dying meant Nissa's protector would also be gone.

Wouldn't the vast Vampire kingdom's inheritance then be hers?

As for her other siblings, they were just useless!

After receiving the intelligence, Manco looked at Danica's room with resentful eyes, pulled out his phone, and sent information out.

"Lure Blade over!"

Using someone else to kill!

Who was the most dedicated to fighting Vampires?

It was undoubtedly Blade, who had survived a great calamity!

Moreover, this guy didn't kill Nissa's subordinates, nor did he raid Nissa's properties.

Instead, he focused on attacking Vampires from other factions. If he didn't kill a Vampire for a day, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

As for Vampires who, before dying, asked Blade why he treated them differently, they only received Blade's smile, revealing his white teeth, before having their throats slit with a single strike.

They turned to ash without knowing why.

Do you understand what it means to have connections!

"According to our detection, there are twenty-five pirates on board, led by Janos. Their leader is called 'Mister Sinister.'

Mister Sinister has plundered many merchant ships, and even the British Royal Fleet has had three destroyers and one nuclear submarine plundered!"

Crossbones clicked on the computer screen, giving a pre-battle report. Unlike before, his gaze towards Captain America was filled with awe.

As a fellow member of HYDRA, this person was not only the HYDRA Captain but also the leader!

"A nuclear submarine was robbed? Would Britain not recover such an important submarine?"

Steve's brows furrowed, his shield on his back.

"It has been recovered, but the nuclear warhead was taken.

Nuclear warheads exist in many regions, but they lack delivery capabilities.

Britain has also been searching, but this group of pirates is very strong and elusive; no one has been able to find them."

Natasha stood beside him, arms crossed, making her cleavage even more prominent.

"The hijackers are all on the deck, and the hostages are locked in the kitchen."

Crossbones continued to describe the hijackers' distribution. To figure out the defense layout of a freighter isolated at sea in such a short time, that was the strength of S.H.I.E.L.D.!

"Alright, I'll search the deck and find Janos. Natasha, you're responsible for shutting down the engine.

Langmulo, you're responsible for the stern, finding the hostages, and getting them onto lifeboats to leave. The others will provide support.

Once the hostages are safe, no need to hold back, full firepower, leave no survivors."

"Received!"

Steve walked to the tail. The plane was over two hundred meters above the sea.

Jumping from this height, even if it was the ocean below, it would be no different from hitting concrete!

"How do they manage to jump from this height in movies without getting hurt?"

This question flashed through Steve's mind. Even with the serum, the original Captain America would have had difficulty doing that without a parachute!

It could only mean one thing!

Brothers, he's cheating!

Run!

Watching Steve jump straight down, Natasha was stunned.

"Captain doesn't seem to have a parachute, does he!"

"That's the Captain! He can do things ordinary people can't!"

Crossbones looked proud, as if he could do it too.

The next second, Steve summoned his motorcycle, deployed its gliders, and dived down.

This time, the opponents might be Mutants!

Just as he returned to S.H.I.E.L.D., White Queen Emmasent him a text message.

"The hijackers are connected to the Hellfire Club. They are all Mutants and hold wealth and real power.

The Club invited me to join, and I'm still considering it. If you go on this mission, please be very careful; this could be a trap."

He didn't know how much White Queen knew, but sending a text message was already a gesture of goodwill.

Passing through the clouds, using the cover of night, Steve quietly landed on the freighter.

After landing, he quickly began to run, and Edith's prompt appeared in his tactical goggles.

The system also had clear health bar prompts; he could see health bars even through obstacles. This template was indeed a pleasant surprise in combat.

"Go home to your mother, trash."

A gunman had just heard someone insult him when he turned around and was punched over twenty meters, all his bones breaking as he fell into the sea, becoming food for fish!

Chapter 104 Can you withstand this 30-ton punch?

Time to go home and pick cotton!"

As a Black robber turned around, he saw Captain America run over and punch him, sending him flying over twenty meters away.

"Buddy, don't look back, you dropped your soap."

Another robber was sent flying, splashing into the icy Water.

Running along the ship's rail, a graceful turn, and a casual toss of the shield.

The round shield ricocheted between several robbers, and Steve went to catch it.

He slapped a robber who was about to shoot, twisting his head three hundred and sixty degrees, then kicked him away after he landed.

Another robber was kicked and flew into the ship's rail. Under the immense force, his body bent grotesquely, and he died instantly.

Black Widow Natasha's eyelids twitched as she watched Steve, like a tiger unleashed, from mid-air.

Every robber was dealt with in a single move, and his jumping ability was incredibly exaggerated; he could jump onto a six-meter-high container without a running start!

Controlling her parachute to a secluded spot, Natashawas still very excited.

"No wonder Hill let you have a harem. Turns out two hours wasn't your limit, it was Hill's limit!

I wonder if I can handle it?"

Thinking this, Natasha walked towards the control room.

She casually grabbed a passing robber and broke his neck with a rear naked choke.

Seeing robbers reacting in the distance, she raised her hand and fired a taser.

The robber was immediately paralyzed, falling to the ground uncontrollably and convulsing.

After pulling out her dagger to finish him off, Natashaentered the control room without looking back to cut off the engine.

Crossbones and the others had also arrived and were rescuing hostages.

On the other side, Steve had already finished the fight.

Standing before him were two men, both dressed in suits.

One wore a mask, while the other showed his true face.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

The masked man applauded continuously. He had seen Steve's combat performance on the monitor, and although it was heroic and the movements were clean and precise, he didn't care.

"Nice to meet you, Captain. You can call me Mister Sinister."

Steve looked over, focusing his attention on him, and an information prompt popped up.

"Mister Sinister is an alias of Black King Shaw. This time, he was hired by the DuPont Family to deal with you. Three nautical miles away, the Second Fleet, loyal to the DuPont Family, has its cannons aimed at you."

Hiss!

This information was truly explosive!

He hadn't expected to meet Black King Shaw for the first time here! (X-Men: First Class)

And he was hired by the DuPont Family, probably at the instigation of Nissa's sister, Danica.

Perhaps what didn't surprise him the most was that the Second Fleet was loyal to the DuPont Family.

Many people thought the Military was just the Military, and Congress was just Congress.

But they didn't know that the Military, Congress, and the judicial system were all controlled by family syndicates. Any corruption and scandals seen were merely the result of their internal struggles.

The army being controlled by private families was not a big surprise.

Just like the funding for Project X, which captured Mutants, came from medical groups.

They all understood one thing: if you don't have soldiers and power in your hands, you will absolutely not be able to keep your wealth.

If you're not at the table, you're on the menu! This saying is no joke.

"Alright, Black King Shaw, what exactly do you want to do?"

Steve, facing a Mutant of this level for the first time, felt his qi flowing throughout his body, and his fighting spirit soared.

He wondered if his upgraded serum combined with Tarot Martial Arts could take down Black King Shaw?

Black King Shaw hadn't expected his hidden identity to be exposed. He had always used this method to accumulate wealth.

He needed an identity to walk in the sunlight; otherwise, he wouldn't need a disguise.

If it were made public, he might have to change his identity again, which would be troublesome!

"Janos, you go deal with those special forces. This Captain is mine."

"Yes, Leader."

Janos no longer concealed himself, transforming into a whirlwind and quickly rushing to the stern of the ship, engaging in battle with the special forces.

From time to time, there were sounds of special forces members being knocked into the Water, and screams could be heard.

"I heard you're a good fighter? What good is being a good fighter! When you're out in the World, you need connections and background. What path are you on?"

"The path to your wife's heart!"

Steve nodded with certainty.

"F*ck you! You dare to swear!"

Black King Shaw laughed in anger. He really hadn't expected this moral paragon to dare to swear! His little mouth was smeared with honey, wasn't it!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Steve didn't waste any more words with him. He pulled out his infinite-bullet pistol and continuously pulled the trigger, emptying the magazine.

Bullets fell to the ground, and the last bullet was clutched in Black King Shaw's hand.

His expression was scornful; all the kinetic energy from the bullets had been absorbed by him.

"I can even catch bullets! Ah!"

Just as Black King Shaw was mocking him disdainfully, he suddenly screamed.

At some unknown point, Steve had crossed the ten-meter distance and was suddenly in front of him.

His Military boot stomped fiercely on Black King Shaw's toes, even the steel deck cracked and dented, showing how immense the force was!

His qi surged, enveloping his fist, and he punched Black King Shaw in the jaw.

A spray of saliva flew out, along with a tooth.

His hands delivered rapid punches. At this speed, each punch would have weighed over a hundred pounds in the past.

But with the enhanced serum, it had reached a ton of force!

Meaning each punch was like a car colliding with the body.

Black King Shaw's kinetic energy absorption was still far from its limit. After the initial pain, he gradually adapted.

The absorbed energy was converted into healing his injuries, and he just watched Steve with a sneer.

"Hit me! Harder! Didn't you eat!

No one can break through my defenses. I've roamed the World for a hundred years, and no one has ever been able to hurt me!"

"Is that so?"

Steve took a step back, concentrating all his qi into his right hand.

His right arm drew a circle, adopting the opening stance of Hung Ga Kung Fu.

Bang!

Another seemingly ordinary punch was thrown.

Black King Shaw's sneer ended. He flew backward rapidly, his face cracking inch by inch.

The power unleashed in that instant was estimated to have exceeded thirty tons!

How could this be!

Even the peak physical conditioning of an ordinary person couldn't generate such power; their own muscles and bones would tear apart from the backlash!

"Damn it! I was careless!"

Black King Shaw pulled out his communicator, conserving energy to recover from his injuries.

"The target is tough, commence bombardment!"

The distant warships received the order, and the Commander gave the command.

This time, to avoid drawing attention, they didn't send an aircraft carrier but five battleships instead.

"Three o'clock direction, rapid five-round salvo!

Ready! Fire!"

The main cannons and secondary cannons simultaneously let out deafening roars, and shells tore through the air, whistling towards the freighter.

Crossbones used all his strength to shatter one of Janos's legs, but he himself was thrown into the river.

In the control room, Black Widow's face changed drastically when she saw the distant battleships. She hadn't expected the Military to open fire on a freighter where S.H.I.E.L.D. special forces and Captain Americawere carrying out a mission!

Chapter 105 Captain America and Widowmaker Join Forces

Notify the fleet over there, our special forces are on a mission; tell them to cease fire immediately!"

Sharon had been following this matter closely, and the moment the battleship opened fire, she became enraged.

Steve summoned his motorcycle, twisted the throttle, activated flight mode, and with the anti-gravity device engaged, flew towards the control panel.

He reached out and grabbed Natasha, pulling her onto the back seat.

"Interested in pulling off something big?"

"I know you're big, but I don't know how big you want to go? Hehe, no more jokes, you're the Captain, I'll follow your lead."

Natasha, even in a life-or-death situation, managed a rare moment of humor.

In that situation, even escaping would have been difficult for her; it wasn't as simple as jumping into the sea to be safe.

Not to mention the barrage of shells, the water pressure from a sinking one-hundred-thousand-ton cargo ship alone could create a whirlpool, sucking a person in to suffocate!

"You really are humorous, no wonder so many men like you."

Steve piloted the motorcycle flying close to the sea surface; the upgraded motorcycle had a flight mode, much like the Chitauri's personal flight vehicles, with the advantage of being ready for use at any time!

"Hehe, thank you for the exaggeration, so do you like me?"

Natasha's tone was half-joking, half-serious, seemingly with a hint of expectation.

"Of course I like you, hold on tight, I'm accelerating."

"Mm."

As the ship's cannons fired their third round, Steve and Natasha boarded the ship.

Swallowing his anger?

He always avenged himself on the spot! Don't talk about the lower ranks being innocent; as long as they acted, they were guilty!

He pulled out his pistol and shot the few remaining U.S. Navy sailors on deck who were acting as scout sentries, then forcefully pushed the main gun's direction, aiming it at the command tower.

Boom!

The third main gun shell immediately blew up the battleship's command tower!

The bewildered sailors were stunned; how had their own battleship been attacked?

"There are three Gatlings aimed at you ahead."

Steve rolled and jumped into the sea, changing into his battle suit. He used his inner energy to quickly run along the side armor, approaching in this manner to evade the enemy's firepower.

He couldn't expect the machine gunners to be so foolish as to shoot at his shield; the battle suit's defense would not withstand Gatling fire.

"Enemy on the starboard side!"

Bang!

The Commander was shot in the head!

Steve leapt, aimed, and threw his shield.

Pfft!

This time, the shield directly cut the three Gatling machine gunners and their team members in half!

After landing, Steve went over, grabbed a Gatling, and aimed it at the U.S. soldiers below.

"Ready to go home and pick cotton?"

"Yes, Captain!"

Dada dada!

The metal storm tore the surprised and uncertain soldiers and the Commander into pieces, regardless of whether they were part of the DuPont Family.

From the moment they opened fire, they were destined to die!

Destroying a battleship by himself was not his limit! His goal was that none of these battleships would return alive!

"Captain, I found the armory."

Natasha's voice came through; her mission was to find weapons and plant bombs, sinking all the battleships to the bottom of the sea!

This crazy idea even startled Natasha.

But there was also an uncontrollable excitement; it was too crazy, too thrilling.

It also reflected Steve's vengeful nature; if she could be his woman, she would surely be very happy!

After going to the armory to pick up Rocket launchers for additional firepower, Natasha had also finished planting the bombs.

As the two rode away on the motorcycle, explosions suddenly occurred on the side of the battleship, which had been mostly slaughtered.

The explosion in the engine room, along with the fuel tank, caused a violent chain explosion, blowing a huge hole.

Seawater poured in, causing this fifty-thousand-ton battleship to slowly sink.

The sinking combined with the immense pressure of the seawater created a suction force that swept in the soldiers who had jumped into the sea to escape, ultimately ending their lives.

Fleet Commander Wright DuPont's expression became extremely grim upon hearing that Battleship One had been sunk.

The distant cargo ship had already sunk; under such heavy artillery bombardment, and being in the open sea, there was no way to escape!

But had Captain America really died?

"Increase vigilance!"

"Report, an enemy has appeared on Battleship Two, it's Captain America Steve!"

"What! That's not Captain America, that's a Terrorist! Order all fleets to kill him on sight!"

Wright felt a chill in his heart; despite such a sudden attack, Captain America was still alive!

Is this the power of a Super Soldier?

Three minutes later, bad news came again.

"Report, Commander, Battleship Two is starting to sink."

Losing two battleships of over thirty thousand tons each at once, even as a member of the DuPont Family, he would definitely not get off lightly!

Steve didn't care about any of that; he had to sink all five battleships that participated in the attack!

The final battle took place on Battleship Five, whether it was Gatling metal storms or armed helicopter suppression.

All were destroyed by Steve one by one; he was not without firepower support.

The modified motorcycle had two one-hundred-eighty-millimeter cannon barrels at the front, capable of shooting down an armed helicopter with a single shot.

Captain teaches you how to shoot down planes!

When Steve stood before Wright, most of the soldiers on the battleship were already dead.

This time, he had also brought family private soldiers; these people were ostensibly U.S. military, but in reality, they obeyed the DuPont Family.

Similar to HYDRA moles lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D., ostensibly S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents, but secretly obeying HYDRA's orders.

"Captain, you really surprise me."

"Heh heh, do you think killing me will solve everything?"

"You've provoked someone you shouldn't have; all families will be wary of your strength, you have no place to belong!"

Wright laughed wildly; he wasn't afraid to die, and he wanted to drag Captain America down with him even in death!

"Darling, no need to kill him, keeping him is better for negotiations, just leave him to me."

Sharon's voice came through the earpiece; they had fought, and they had shown their combat power. Now, what needed to be done was negotiations, the time to seize benefits.

Combining both military and diplomatic means is what lasts; one cannot simply be obsessed with war.

As for whether this would be considered a conspiracy by Captain America, that wasn't important.

More likely, some would believe this was Hill's idea, using a honey trap to win over Captain America, and then using him to gain power for herself.

Isn't that just like a bad woman who relies on the wealthy to climb the ladder and get rich?

Clang!

The shield broke Wright's nasal bone, knocking him unconscious.

Steve took a rope, tied him up, and fastened him to the back of the motorcycle.

"Captain, the bombs are installed."

Natasha emerged from the ship's cabin, took one glance, and recognized him as Wright, the Commanderof the Second Fleet.

"Get on, we should go too."

Steve twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle roared away, with a rope trailing behind it.

One second he was a Fleet Commander, the next he was experiencing the "Crow Sitting on a Plane" entertainment ride.

Don't ask, just know it's thrilling!

Don't ask, just know it's fun!

Chapter 106: The Blade Warrior

Meanwhile, at the DuPont Family estate, Blade arrived at the perimeter.

Following his tracking, he discovered that everyone living there was a Vampire.

He didn't care about their identity or status; as long as they were Vampires, especially those evil Vampires who kept blood slaves, they all had to be eradicated!

What?!

You're talking about Princess Nissa?

She's righteous!

At S.H.I.E.L.D., your identity doesn't matter; only your background does.

If Captain America vouches for you, then you're a good Vampire! If Captain America doesn't vouch for you, then you deserve to die!

Coincidentally,

Blade also discovered someone else lurking, just like him.

The person was wearing a specially made bulletproof vest with a White skull painted on it!

Punisher!

The two exchanged glances, both wary.

"You're Blade, right?"

Punisher disdained working with others, except for Captain America.

"I am, and you're Punisher?"

Blade raised an eyebrow; he had seen Punisher before and heard about his exploits, an anti-hero with a similar style to his own.

"This place is full of Vampires; you can't handle it."

"That's not necessarily true; I can be an exorcist too."

Punisher pulled out garlic spray.

He couldn't afford silver bullets, but garlic and garlic-infused daggers were enough.

"You take east, I'll take west; let's see who kills more."

"It's a competition, then!"

--

In the hall, Danica's usually composed face turned ashen, and she was roaring into the phone.

"What?!

Five battleships sunk?!

Are you all useless?!

So many people can't deal with one Terrorist!"

She had fired under the pretext of eliminating Terrorists; it was a clumsy excuse, but if Captain America had been killed, even a clumsy reason would suffice.

Now Captain America wasn't dead, and he had even captured the commander.

If Hill found out about this, she would be in trouble!

"Contact the media; tomorrow, release the news of Captain America attacking the naval fleet to ruin his reputation!

Also, have the Second Fleet hold a press conference to announce that Captain America sank five battleships, resulting in over ten thousand soldiers perishing at sea."

After calming down, Danica began to make her moves.

Since she couldn't kill him, she would ruin his reputation.

Most importantly, she wanted to make the other families wary of Captain America.

Could they eat and sleep peacefully with such an incredibly powerful weapon in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s hands?

How could they allow others to snore beside their bed?

She knew exactly how capitalists operated: once uncontrolled resources and weapons appeared, they would either seize control or destroy them!

Pirate civilization was just like that!

Just as Danica issued her orders, the power in the estate suddenly went out!

Then, faint red traces flickered, the ashes of Vampires being annihilated!

"Enemy attack!"

Elite bodyguards immediately retaliated, gunshots echoing.

Security searchlights also lit up, revealing the lurking assassins.

But they were facing Punisher and Blade, both seasoned veterans.

Working together, they had no trouble slaughtering these Vampires.

"Is it Blade?"

Danica's expression changed.

A person's name casts a Shadow; she couldn't withstand Blade's assault.

"No, there are others!

Damn Nissa!"

Danica quickly realized this was Nissa's retaliation against her.

She had just sent people to attack Captain America at sea, and now the other party's revenge had come!

But she hadn't expected it to come so quickly!

"Hold them off; reinforcements will arrive soon!

Also, call the Police!"

Danica issued orders while looking for an opportunity to escape.

Fighting to the death was for subordinates; those in power should seize the chance to flee!

About ten minutes later, Police cars arrived, sirens wailing.

When the Police entered the estate, they were horrified by the tragedy inside!

There were no intact bodies, only severed limbs and charred remains from explosions.

The few remaining servants in the estate were all terrified, trembling, unable to speak clearly.

--

In an underground safe house,

Punisher and Blade ran wildly to this location.

Attacking an influential wealthy family was definitely an exhilarating experience.

They controlled the judiciary, the military, and the Police.

Once they got serious, ordinary people either fled or were killed; there was no other option.

"I killed thirty-three; what about you?"

Blade was slightly out of breath, picking up a blood bag to replenish his energy.

Although Punisher was a King of Soldiers, he had the physique of a mortal and was now gasping for air.

"Thirty-four, a slight advantage.

You did very well."

"You're not bad either.

How did those people provoke you?"

After a while, Punisher took out a carefully preserved family photo and handed it over.

"My wife and two children were killed during a drug deal, and the DuPont Family was involved.

I tried to fight it through the law, but I was framed and sent to prison.

U.S. justice is rotten; I won't trust them.

I only trust the gun in my hand!"

Blade returned the family photo, then spoke of his own background and how his mother was raised, brainwashed, and ultimately tried to harm him.

Upon hearing this, Punisher realized the other person's situation wasn't much better than his own; both had tragic pasts.

This made them feel a sense of camaraderie.

"I need to hide somewhere else for a while; they'll be issuing a warrant for my arrest soon."

Punisher gave a self-deprecating smile.

This was the fate of Avengers without power or backing.

"Not necessarily.

Just find a lawyer to clear your name.

Captain knows a lot of lawyers.

If you trust me, I'll handle it."

Blade was no longer fighting alone.

His mentor, Whistler, had been recruited to work in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s weapons development department, and his girlfriend also worked in the medical department; he had finally made it.

"Mrs.

Karen, this is Brooks, Blade.

I'm Captain's subordinate.

Punisher, Frank, and I raided a Vampire estate today; it's a DuPont Family property.

Yes, yes, yes.

If there's a Police warrant, I hope you can help us appeal.

Okay, okay, thank you, Captain's wife, thank you."

Punisher watched Blade, who was bowing and scraping, with a strange expression.

Aren't you the King of Cool?

Where did your swagger go?

Blade, who had been incredibly respectful during the call, straightened his back immediately after hanging up.

"The Madam said it's no problem; she can help us."

"The Madam you mentioned, is she Captain's wife?"

Punisher was quite curious about this; his idol seemed to be quite the playboy.

"Yes, she's Captain's wife.

But don't go spreading rumors; it could affect security!"

Blade reminded him.

"I know; I understand."

These two had no idea that Karen was now also a Super Soldier.

Her little pink fist could unleash at least three tons of force, enough to beat someone to death!

After Karen ended the call, she called Daredevil, Matt, to discuss the potential arrest warrant that might appear tomorrow.

Lawyers could do many things, including having the Police withdraw an arrest warrant without evidence and arranging hearings.

Although the law was a toy for some, it was essentially a tool to restrain the lower classes, not to restrict the upper echelons.

"I wonder what Steve is busy with; I haven't seen him in days."

Karen looked at the high heels on the shoe rack.

To please Steve, she had bought many different styles of high heels and stockings.

"Never mind; I'll deal with this first; he'll come when he has time."

Smart women don't cling.

If you come, I welcome you; if you leave, I won't force you to stay.

If it weren't for her having to walk while holding onto walls every time, and if the object of her affection wasn't Captain America, with a very high favorability rating as a foundation,

If an ordinary person played like this, especially if the object was a lawyer, they would definitely receive a prison gift package!

Chapter 107 When did Captain America become so powerful?

The next day.

Spider-Man rescued several passengers who had fallen onto the subway tracks and were about to be hit by a train, then left amidst their grateful thanks.

He casually retrieved the camera he had placed high up to take automatic photos. His food expenses for the next few days were covered!

Arriving at the newspaper office, Peter handed over his photos to Jameson, who was in charge of content layout.

"Fifty dollars."

Jameson looked at the photos, tossed them aside, quoted a price, and signed the payment slip.

"Fifty? It used to be one hundred and fifty!"

Peter was somewhat incredulous; he was counting on that money to pay this week's rent.

Jameson stopped writing, then let out his classic laugh.

"Hehehe! That was before. The headlines these days are all about Captain America fighting the battleship hijacked by Terrorists.

Your little act of saving people won't make it into print!"

Looking at the newspaper thrown his way, Peterimmediately saw the photo on the cover of Captain America blocking a Gatling machine gun with his shield.

Only one word could describe it: cool!

That was a Gatling gun! A terrifying weapon that could shred a living person!

Now, Captain America had blocked it with his shield. This kind of impact was enough to make female fans ecstatic!

Peter didn't even know how he got back to his apartment.

Just as he went upstairs, his landlord, Kovich, also opened his door. He was playing poker with two friends.

"Rent!"

Peter reluctantly turned to greet him.

"Hi!"

"Hi your head! Where's my rent?"

Kovich wasn't in a good mood; Peter had owed three months of rent.

Although he wasn't kind to Peter, he hadn't kicked him out.

If it were any other landlord, Peter's luggage would have been thrown onto the street two months ago.

"I can get my salary this week, I promise..."

"You promise? If promises could be eaten, my daughter would be a fat girl by now!"

In the kitchen behind, a pure, lovely young woman with freckles on her face, busy with a spoon, looked at Peterwith affectionate eyes.

"I'm really sorry, this is my living expense for this week."

Peter took out fifty U.S. dollars from his bag, and just as he finished speaking, the landlord snatched it away.

"Apologies are useless. My ears are as keen as a cat's, and my eyes are as sharp as a mouse's."

Kovich said, baring his teeth and trying to look fierce, but somehow it just looked comical and amusing.

"Hi, Peter!" Ursula greeted him shyly, but the next second, the kitchen caught fire!

"Thanks, Mr. Landlord."

Kovich felt a bit embarrassed, so he closed the door again.

Leaving Peter alone, stunned for a long time, as if he felt quite wronged.

But if he just held on a little longer, and helped Captainedit and beautify the movie, he should get a decent salary to get through the difficulties.

--

Seaside Villa.

Tony had been busy all day and finally came to the balcony to relax.

Coulson was there, reading a newspaper, with a glass of juice beside him. This job was truly leisurely!

Tony glanced at the newspaper and let out a strange cry, startling Coulson.

"Are you kidding me? Two people sinking five battleships? It would be more believable if I did it!"

"You can't do it, but Captain can!"

Coulson glared at him, annoyed, and poured him a glass of juice.

"Sit for a while, rest, then continue researching your special project."

Tony sat down, took a sip of juice, his expression a little strange.

"Why do I feel like I'm a beast of burden in a factory? And you've become the capitalist?"

"Hmm, try to remove that feeling. Will it be better?"

Coulson was uncharacteristically humorous, then his smile disappeared, and his expression became serious.

"If you had finished your research earlier, perhaps you could have joined Captain on his mission last night.

Captain is in big trouble. Now the Military and Congress are jointly impeaching him for intentionally attacking friendly forces and destroying Military property.

This operation also damaged the United States' international image!"

Tony scoffed dismissively; he had long seen through the true faces of those politicians and congressmen.

"What image? It's just that the battleships painstakingly built for billions of dollars can't compare to one Super Soldier.

It will probably be harder for the Military to make money in the future, otherwise, their reaction wouldn't be so strong."

Having seen it so many times, he knew what they were up to the moment they perked up their butts.

"Alas, I really don't know how much pressure Captain is under."

Coulson sighed. Unfortunately, he was on a mission and couldn't leave, otherwise, he would definitely go visit Captain.

"How about we go find Steve together and ask? You supervise me, and I'm with you, so that's not a violation!"

"Don't even think about it. Get back to work immediately!"

Coulson directly took Tony's cup. The capitalist was starting to exploit the worker!

--

Old Castle Manor.

Wei Lian was completely worn out. Nissa was pregnant, so all the 'firepower' was directed at her alone.

Even though she had evolved into a perfect Vampireunafraid of sunlight, she had now lost consciousness and entered a deep sleep, snoring loudly, showing how exhausted she was!

Steve, however, was full of energy. Last night's naval battle had made him realize his shortcomings.

Punching and kicking, it was indeed very satisfying, kicking someone thirty meters away, and shattering bones with a punch.

But this primitive method was still too slow; he needed to be equipped with energy weapons.

"My dear, my sister was ambushed, and now I don't know where she's hiding.

Before she left, she also had the media spread unfavorable information about you.

Now the Military is very wary of you, and the head of the DuPont Family, who successfully took over, is still targeting you."

Slinging mud, smearing, spreading rumors.

Five battleships, nearly ten thousand soldiers, losses exceeding twenty billion. They absolutely needed a scapegoat!

Steve was undoubtedly a very good choice; who told him to be so formidable!

"What do they want?"

"To transfer you from S.H.I.E.L.D. to the Military, to become their tool.

Perhaps they'll tell you to go to the Middle East to steal oil or wheat, who knows!"

Nissa chuckled, covering her mouth. She knew very well the behavior of U.S. troops stationed overseas.

To call them soldiers would be elevating their status too much. Calling them thugs and bandits would be quite accurate.

What kind of regular army would go steal oil and wheat?

"Only by taking down one DuPont Family can we gain a firm foothold.

The old king is dead, the new king ascends, understand?

Your sister is really annoying, coming to trouble me again and again."

Steve's eyes held determination. He was not a gentleman; if anyone opposed him, man or woman, he would fight them all!

"I will send people to continuously track her location. So, shall we rest today?"

Nissa was a little annoyed. Although having a child was a very happy thing, it meant she couldn't fulfill her wife's duties for a while, which benefited Wei Lian!

"Hmm, I'll spend today with you. We'll talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow."

Steve also needed to think about how to deal with the DuPont Family later. Even if it meant killing, there had to be a legitimate reason!

Got it! Green Goblin!

Chapter 108 Spider-Man: Someone is courting Aunt Mei

A few days later, an assessment appeared on the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s desk.

Fury looked at the report provided by Black Widow, regarding the last sea rescue operation and the evaluation of Steve.

"Captain's combat power far exceeds that of the most elite taxi soldiers, and he possesses a flying motorcycle.

He is vindictive by nature but takes meticulous care of his comrades.

All the special forces members who fell into the water were rescued, except for five who sacrificed their lives.

Overall evaluation: gentle and considerate to his own people, but strikes hard at enemies.

He can be recruited as an Avengers member.

Report by Natasha Romanoff."

Upon seeing this, Fury fell into deep thought.

During this time, many senators also pressured him to send Captain America to the Military for control.

Who would bear the responsibility for two people destroying five battleships and causing nearly ten thousand casualties?

But Steve's answer was simple: the Military needed to explain why their fleet fired on a special forces team carrying out a rescue mission.

This was a bombardment intended for destruction; they never intended for anyone to survive.

After some thought, Fury decided to ask Hill for her opinion.

S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, Secretary-General's office.

Hill, dressed in a refined women's suit, met with Fury.

She had only just become pregnant and was not yet showing, nor did anyone know about her pregnancy.

"Fury, what made you think of coming to me? I thought you wouldn't come unless there was a nuclear war."

Looking at his former subordinate, now his superior.

Fury couldn't help but suspect if Hill was, as rumored, part of a long-planned scheme.

Using a honey trap, she infiltrated the organization to win over a bachelor like Captain America, who had been single for seventy years, and then use Captain Americato seize power.

"I also come here for other major matters; this time, it's the Military's strong condemnation and the Senate's demand for a hearing.

This matter is tricky, and I wanted to ask for your opinion."

Hill leaned back, her shapely legs crossed, her foot dangling a high heel, holding a cup of red date tea.

Her red lips blew on the hot tea, her pretty face showing no signs of urgency.

"Isn't there a lawyer handling it? You should focus on Tony's new element development.

You're also responsible for the Tesseract's development; leave political matters to me."

Whether in the past or present, Hill was always unyielding with everyone, collaborating well, but her attitude wasn't always likable.

Someone once tried to take advantage of her, but the next day, the person's scandals were all over the news.

Caught and relentlessly pursued by competitors, they were too busy to think about anything else.

Don't mistake Agents for those socialites or prostitutes; those 'public buses' at most carry AIDS and syphilis.

But playing with an Agent? That's truly asking for trouble!

Indeed!

Fury understood Hill less and less; even after years of cooperation, he only knew she was highly capable, nothing else.

"Alright, since you've said so, I won't interfere. I'll decline all matters related to this.

I'll take my leave now, goodbye."

"Sharon, please see the Director out for me."

Hill's smiling expression quickly vanished, her emerald eyes filled with a biting chill.

"A bunch of useless people! How dare they bully my man? Hmph, they overestimate themselves!"

She glanced at the USB drive Valentina had sent, which contained many scandals of senators.

This included members of the Security Counciloversight, who were not good people themselves and had left no handle.

But their siblings, children, and relatives, surely some would abuse their power?

There, the scandals appeared!

There are no scandals the CIA can't find; even if there aren't any, they can create them!

Who would have thought there was an insider within them?

Since they stirred up public opinion, they would have to pay the price!

--

Public opinion was still fermenting, growing more intense during this period.

Television stations, news interviews, and press conferences all condemned Captain America's excessive methods.

Even if there was a conspiracy, it had to be thoroughly investigated, and innocent taxi soldiers should not be left to die at sea!

Such actions must be restrained!

Other countries, including the EU, were watching the show; this was, after all, an internal U.S. matter.

The Captain America they themselves launched ended up sinking their own fleet!

It was truly like an old lady getting into bed—it made me laugh!

Steve, on the other hand, was living a carefree life, continuing as usual, completely unconcerned.

He left this matter for Hill and her team to handle; they were the professionals.

Today he would go with Betty to see the newly invested laboratory and flirt with Dr. Zhao Hailun.

Tomorrow he would go to Karen's house, listen to her explain legal knowledge on the Simmons mattress, and just sleep when he got tired!

He was simply living a carefree life.

At this time, public opinion was also polarized; not everyone liked the Captain America character.

True fans mindlessly defended him, while trolls mindlessly attacked.

No one would have thought that the protagonist at the center of this power vortex was not only completely unaffected but was even considering finding a safe haven as a family base.

Why?

Because once he had children, he would definitely want them protected, so the choice was very important.

And it wasn't just one or two; with so many women, one for each, they could form a football team!

Peter had just finished work; today was the day he went back to see Aunt Mei.

Due to continuous interviews recently, and because it was a part-time job, the salary was very low.

It wasn't convenient to come back while attending university, so he had to live outside.

To lighten the burden and pay off university loans, he could only take on part-time jobs.

Turning the key, the moment the door opened.

Peter seemed to hear Aunt Mei's hearty laughter; since Uncle Ben's passing, he hadn't seen Aunt Mei so happy.

"Really? You're so good at charming women; I bet many girls are captivated by you!"

"I always tell the truth. Your nail polish color suits you very well. I bet many people pursue you at the hospital."

Peter's head was buzzing, and he saw Aunt Mei and Captain America sitting on the sofa, very close to each other.

They were also drinking alcohol!

Oh my god, were they planning to get drunk, pretend to be intoxicated, and then get down to business?

"Oh, Peter's back. Peter, have you had dinner yet?"

Aunt Mei smiled generously, a glass of red wine still in her hand. Her cheeks were flushed, either from embarrassment at being caught red-handed or from the slight tipsiness of the alcohol.

"I've eaten, Captain, good evening."

Peter had just been wondering who it was, but if it was Captain, then he could rest assured entrusting Aunt Mei to him.

"Good evening, Peter, I actually came to find you.

I thought you would be living here, so I didn't call you. Come, handle the photos inside.

Work on them all night for me; I still need to post flyers tomorrow.

This is your payment, business is business, personal is personal. Don't feel bad; if you do, just have Aunt Mei make me another apple pie."

Steve was incredibly thick-skinned; he was romancing someone's aunt, got caught, and still didn't bat an eye.

That's why they called him Captain!

With such thick skin, he shouldn't use a shield anymore; he should just take bullets with his face!

Chapter 109 Captain, do you want to seduce my Aunt Mei?

Let me work for you, and then you hit on my aunt, right!

Okay, okay, so this is how we're playing!

But for the sake of two thousand dollars, Petersuddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

"I'll go make you an apple pie."

Mei got up and went to the kitchen, her high-heeled sandals clacking, her shirt and jeans making her look young, fashionable, and vibrant.

"I'll go help in the kitchen too, Peter, I'm sorry to trouble you, you go do your thing, I'll leave after I finish the apple pie."

Steve was not being polite; the kitchen was small, a perfect opportunity for some playful touching.

Being a saint didn't suit him; that was Captain America, he was just Steve Rogers.

"Alright, Captain, I'll go make it for you right now."

Peter was a bit speechless, but he shrugged it off. He calculated that with this extra money, he should be able to take Mary Jane out to a Western restaurant.

It's just that Mary Jane had been getting closer to Harrylately. Although the chances were slim, he still had to try his best!

Looking at himself in the mirror, Peter cheered himself on.

"Come on, Peter, you're Spider-Man!"

Logically speaking, apple pie isn't complicated; it only takes about ten minutes to make.

The two of them fussed for over forty minutes before bringing out the apple pie. Mei's pretty face was flushed, only because Peter was there.

If Peter hadn't been there, it wouldn't have been as simple as making apple pie.

Eat up and leave!

"Mei, thank you for your hospitality. I'm leaving now. Next time, I'll treat you to dinner."

Steve devoured the apple pie like a whirlwind; a large plate of it was gone in less than two minutes.

"Hehe, is that a date?"

Mei was very happy to see the apple pie eaten. Was the food she made not bad after all?

To capture a man's heart, one must first capture his stomach.

"Yes, I think it will be an unforgettable date."

Steve blinked, and after they hugged, he left.

Mei watched Captain America leave with some reluctance, and after a long while, she hurried to the bathroom, feeling uncomfortably sticky.

--

Driving back to the apartment, he calculated the time tonight; it was time to spend the night at Roxanne's.

Passing through a small alley, a violent explosion sound came.

Steve did a backflip, pulling out his shield. His intuition told him something was wrong!

He slowly walked into the alley, which was piled high with trash.

The alley was filled with trash, accompanied by a foul stench.

At the center of the explosion, there were no explosive remnants, only a charred silhouette.

This wasn't graffiti, but the residue of a human body vaporized by instantaneous high temperatures!

It had become molecules integrated into the ground and walls, an indelible mark.

[Human vaporization caused by Extremis overload, the deceased was a retired soldier.]

Seeing this, Steve's eyelids twitched.

Extremis! (From the movie Iron Man 3)

The power of this virus was self-evident, and its greatest advantage was its super regenerative ability.

This was different from the Super Soldier Serum.

The serum's rapid recovery was still within acceptable common sense; even a fracture would only take a day or two to heal.

But it couldn't restore missing limbs, such as a lost arm or leg; the serum couldn't regenerate those injuries.

However, Extremis was different; it could allow the host to regenerate missing limbs!

It also brought about a significant increase in physical fitness; while it might lack in speed, its strength was enough to twist solid steel pipes.

"I didn't expect to encounter Extremis here. Hey, this is Tony's doing, it has nothing to do with me."

Steve thought for a moment and then turned to leave. He didn't want to get involved in this matter.

Watching Steve's retreating back, a woman with scars near her left eye hesitated for a moment but still didn't make a move against him.

--

Half a month later.

The public outcry against Captain America grew increasingly strong. Media controlled by powerful corporations constantly broadcasted news of Stevedestroying battleships.

They never mentioned that these fleets were controlled by the corporations, only highlighting Captain America's combat power and destructive capabilities.

They demanded that he must submit to jurisdiction and compensate and apologize for the battleships he destroyed and the fallen soldiers.

Otherwise, his title and identity as Captain Americawould be revoked, and all his allowances canceled.

This was bypassing S.H.I.E.L.D., using the influence of the Military and Congress alone to pressure Captain America.

Except for Horn Daily, which was still speaking out and supporting Captain America, all other media outlets were verbally attacking him.

Besides the flaw of having many girlfriends, they also accused him of slacking off at work.

But how could these two points be at all convincing? Many girlfriends? Is that even a flaw?

And they didn't dare to name names. Hill was the Secretary-General of the Security Council, and Sharonwas the Deputy Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

If they dared to mention these two names today, their entire family would be sent to heaven in a car tomorrow.

Agents don't joke around with you. If you don't know what an Agent is, they act first and report later, then frame you for treason, and you die for nothing.

Karen playfully teased Steve, who was still half-asleep, using her hair to tickle him.

"Lazy pig, time to get up, the Sun is almost setting!"

"You're full, but my stomach is still hungry."

Steve yawned, not because he was tired, but as a reaction to just waking up.

After all, he was the one moving all night; Karen got tired quickly after riding for a while, which is what happens when you lack exercise.

"Hehe, I cooked your favorite steak and lamb soup. Get up, we still have to go to the hearing later."

The sunlight shone on the fine hairs on Karen's profile, her beautiful blue eyes full of happy smiles, her exquisite cheeks still showing the lingering glow of post-passion, gentle and radiant!

"Alright, it's time to deal with those idiot politicians."

Without outsiders present, Steve didn't mind using profanity.

In his opinion, those politicians were complete idiots. They were using him as a breakthrough to pressure S.H.I.E.L.D., all to gain control of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Now, the financial pressure was getting smaller and smaller. Hill and Sharon had invested in many factories and arranged retirement jobs for disabled Agents.

With Captain America as the leader, combined with financial arrangements, they were gradually taking over the power that Pierce had painstakingly cultivated.

These were his assets. If he were to fall out with Congress and the Military.

He wouldn't mind letting these people experience what a super villain was like. With him in the open and the Winter Soldier in the shadows.

Once targeted, it was almost impossible to survive!

With this confidence, he was indifferent to the so-called live-broadcast hearing.

Perhaps it was because Rhodes had stolen an Iron Man Suit, which gave them confidence?

Little did they know, when Captain really wants to beat you, you'd best stand at attention immediately!

"Before breakfast, I'd like to have some abalone to line my stomach."

Steve looked at Karen seriously; it was best to have children early.

"But I didn't buy any? If you want some, I'll order it now and keep more at home in the future. Wait, you're not talking about...?"

Karen looked at the gradually approaching Steve, seemingly understanding something. She did have some, but it could only be used, not eaten!

Chapter 110: Hill: When did my husband apply honey?

The Senate Chamber.

Steve, accompanied by Hill and Sharon, got out of the car.

Instantly, camera flashes and the incessant clicking of shutters filled the air.

"Captain, did you really kill a Navy soldier?"

"Captain, is your personal life very chaotic?"

"Captain, we heard you like men, is that true?"

Steve initially didn't want to answer the reporters' questions, as each one was a trap. But some questions were so outrageous that he couldn't help but lose his composure.

Special forces members cleared a path, and he stopped, glancing at the reporters.

He didn't speak, but paused in thought, then let out a light chuckle.

"As expected, all you know is to feast on human blood, completely disregarding justice and truth. Heh heh."

Leaving that remark, Steve walked into the chamber without looking back.

The reporters outside fell silent for a moment. They had a good impression of Steve, but that didn't mean they would give up making money.

"Is Captain insulting us? Disrespecting the uncrowned kings, is he!"

"Exactly! This Captain is getting more and more arrogant!"

"We can't let him continue to act recklessly; he must be stopped!"

On the podium in the main hall sat a row of Senators. These were seasoned Senators, some of whom were elites from the Cold War era.

There was Speaker of the Senate Nancy, Councilman Kelly, Military representatives General Ross and General Outland, and Defense Commissioner Bolivar.

Among them were also the familiar Councilman Stern, and a man built like a mountain of flesh, seated upright.

His suit was stretched to its limit, and his sinister gaze made people uncomfortable. Despite being just a Councilman, even Nancy treated him with utmost respect.

Gorgon!

The leader of the HYDRA branch that controlled Congress!

He didn't expect to meet him here!

Besides them, there were also the President's secretary observing, and representatives from major families like Morgan, DuPont, and Rothschild, and so on.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Tony was in the audience, winking at him. He didn't know how he got there.

Even Blade and Punisher came. Punisher even risked arrest to support his idol.

Hill and Sharon took seats in the first row of the audience, bodyguard Heidi was in the second row, and four Winter Soldiers were in the third row.

The special forces were dispersed throughout the venue, ready to provide support at any time.

As long as Steve gave the order, even if it meant attacking a Councilman, they wouldn't hesitate in the slightest.

"Steve, please explain why you sank five battleships. Did you collude with foreign enemies and betray the United States?"

Speaker Nancy presided over the hearing, and the first question was an accusation.

Reporters and the audience held their breath; this question was very sharp!

"I am Captain America, sir."

Steve merely let out a calm scoff, his eyes serene.

This answer was unexpected; no defense, just a reaffirmation of his identity.

Viewers watching the live broadcast also gasped in surprise; this answer was too cool!

Speaker Nancy subtly glanced at Gorgon, and after receiving his confirmation, she picked up her gavel and struck it.

"Steve Rogers, if you cannot explain why this operation led to the sinking of five of our nation's battleships and the loss of nearly ten thousand soldiers,

We need someone who can embody the great values of the United States, and you are no longer suitable.

Then this Council will strip you of your title of Captain America, relieve you of your Military duties, and suspend all your official actions.

You are no longer Captain America!"

Mastering human calculation, since Captain America is your life-saving charm, then destroy this charm and turn you into a mortal!

Hiss!

Everyone gasped in shock!

True fans were enraged!

Bystanders were stunned!

Paparazzi reporters were ecstatic; this was huge news!

The title of Captain America stripped away—what could be more exciting or attention-grabbing than that?

"How dare they do this!"

Punisher's killing intent was chilling; he had already added all the Councilmen present to his kill list!

How dare they treat his idol like this! These corrupt bureaucrats truly deserved to die!

Blade also frowned deeply. He wouldn't go as far as to kill in anger; unlike the solitary Punisher, he had family ties.

Hill and Sharon exchanged glances. They didn't speak, but both felt a surge of anger.

They had initially been somewhat confused and puzzled by Steve's assimilation of HYDRA, and while they helped him for their man's sake, they hadn't truly agreed with it.

But now they understood: so-called false fame was meaningless. These disgusting capitalists and syndicates controlled everything.

If they didn't possess enough power, they were virtually their puppets!

Steve didn't care about their decisions; the power to decide was not in their hands, but in the hearts of ordinary people.

He unhurriedly pulled out a file.

"My entire life has been dedicated to the Military. I have spent my whole life executing the Military's orders.

I've saved Allied soldiers and killed many Nazis. I've dedicated everything to the United States.

Now you are just treating me like a rag to be thrown away after use.

You want me to explain, so why don't you explain why the Second Fleet hired pirates to hijack our own country's freighters?

Why, when I was on a mission, did thousands of cannons fire simultaneously, intending to blow me and my colleagues to death?

Why did the Military's fleet become the private army of the DuPont Family? You tell me! Speak!"

Hiss!

Another shocking revelation!

Everyone was dumbfounded; even Punisher and the others were wide-eyed.

Only the reporters were frantically taking notes and writing articles.

Viewers in front of their televisions were also stunned! The U.S. fleet was actually the private army of a financial group?

At this moment, Gorgon, who had been deep in thought, looked up and glared at Steve, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Was this something that could be said? This was directly bringing unspeakable matters into the open!

Tony quietly asked Coulson beside him.

"Is this true?"

Coulson was also somewhat incredulous; he didn't know about such things.

"I don't know."

Bang bang bang!

Nancy's gavel was almost shattered as he angrily shouted.

"Silence! Silence! Anyone caught whispering again will be thrown out by the guards!"

The tumultuous chamber gradually quieted down, but they all wore expressions of watching a show, gossiping, and curiosity, clearly indicating that this matter would not end peacefully.

If an ordinary person had uttered this information, it might have been dismissed as drunken rambling, and no one would have believed it.

But these were the words of Captain America!

Who was Captain America?

A national idol! A spiritual leader! A paragon of justice! A moral benchmark!

Would such a person lie?

This hearing was getting more and more exciting!

"Steve, don't speak nonsense. You need to take responsibility for your words! You are shaking the very foundations of the United States; you are a criminal!"

Nancy roared furiously, blustering but not at all guilty. The more guilty one is, the more one needs to seize the initiative.

"Mr. Speaker, a loud voice doesn't mean you're right. I'm here to expose your ugly deeds.

Whether you admit guilt or not is irrelevant to me. All I want is to expose you.

I fought the Nazi HYDRA seventy years ago, and seventy years later, I will still fight the Nazi HYDRA.

Heh heh, wouldn't you say so, Councilman Gorgon, leader of the Nazi HYDRA?"

Steve looked at the obese mountain of flesh, directly calling him out by name.

Hiss!

Again, one stone stirred up a thousand waves!

Nazis? HYDRA!

Crack!

Gorgon crushed the solid wood beneath the table, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes. He truly wished he could strangle Captain America!

"Haha, Captain must have had too much bad liquor.

This is just a Councilman, this is a hearing to address your attack on warships and the killing of your fellow soldiers.

You're saying all this just to change the subject, aren't you?

No matter how much you argue, you cannot change the fact that you killed your comrades.

They all had children, they all had families, and because of you, countless broken families were created.

Captain, you are guilty, you must confess, you cannot remain deluded any longer."

"I'll recognize your mother! I rarely curse, but you are not human, you are a beast, you are a demon.

Do I need to be polite to you? Who doesn't know that you control the dirt on Councilmen in both the Senateand the House of Representatives?

You use casinos, profits, murder, and crime—these dirty secrets—to control them, forcing them to do your bidding.

Any Councilman who refused to yield was either framed by you or murdered by you.

Gorgon, I never thought you, a Nazi, would be hidden so deeply.

If I'm not mistaken, you've been secretly developing the Super Soldier Serum yourself, and you've been injecting it into yourself.

What are you doing? What do you want to do? Are you planning to turn the entire United States into your personal property?"

Steve pressed his advantage; since he had decided to break ties, he would absolutely not hold back.

The audience in the hall and in front of their televisions were buzzing, their minds unable to keep up with the unfolding events.

No.

This was clearly a hearing condemning Captain Americafor sinking warships!

How did it turn into an exposé of Councilmen collecting phantom salaries and defrauding pensions?

And Councilman Gorgon, a highly respected figure who often engaged in charity, and the most likely candidate for a Supreme Court nomination, was actually a Nazi?

How ironic!

Hill and Sharon were both overwhelmed; this was too intense!

Killian, who was in the back row listening to the report, was prepared to assassinate Steve to prevent the Extremis virus from being leaked.

But the current turn of events seemed to make his intervention unnecessary, and he himself was stunned by the continuous stream of information, his scalp tingling.

For the first time, the financial groups had a common goal: to kill Captain America!

Just as everyone was still reeling.

A sniper rifle was aimed at Steve, the trigger pulled, and a bullet flew from a distance, shattering the glass.

Steve ducked, and a Councilman in front of him was blown apart.

High-explosive round!

"Ah!"

Seeing the gunfire, the scene immediately descended into chaos.

"Heidi, cover Hill and Sharon's retreat. Don't hold back; kill anyone who blocks your way. Exit through that side."

Steve finished speaking, then picked up his shield and knocked down the assassin Gorgon had secretly arranged from a high vantage point.

The special forces also drew their weapons and fired immediately, targeting the guards and any potential hidden personnel.

Blade wanted to help, but Punisher held him back, not letting him move.

"Let go."

"Calm down, let's hide first and act as reinforcements. Those Nazis will undoubtedly try to kill Captain at all costs; we can help from the shadows!"

Bang bang bang!

Steve shot and killed every red-named person; there was no time to figure out who they were.

Red name meant enemy, and it meant they had to die!

"Gorgon! Nazi! Don't think you can run!"

Steve suddenly threw his shield.

Bang!

Gorgon, however, sneered and stopped, catching the shield with one hand.

Pfft!

With a sudden flick, he embedded half of the shield into the floor.

"Steve, you're not bad, but you want to deal with me! Then be prepared to become a wanted man worldwide. You are the Nazi!"

"I'd rather take your mom as a concubine, but I'd find her too old!"

Gorgon's mind didn't process it immediately. Was Captain America's mouth smeared with honey?

'You have successfully angered me!'

"The side effects of the Serum must be unpleasant, imposter. Go ahead and die, I'll take good care of your wife and daughter.

Don't worry, I'll only do it ten times a day, three hours each time. Who knows, after you die, your wife might even bear you a few more children!"

Steve deliberately provoked the other party.

Watching Gorgon's furious expression, it seemed the effect was a little too good!

Eunuch! A man's deepest pain!