Chapter 119 Is this the feeling of love at first sight?
Ghost's body was a little stiff, and Captain America's hand on her shoulder felt quite strange.
She had held no Hope, but to her surprise, Captain America knew about the Quantum Realm, which ignited a spark of Hope within her.
If she could truly be cured, she wouldn't mind developing a relationship with Captain America.
She hadn't experienced a Captain's affections herself, but she had seen them. What's wrong with a powerful man having multiple wives? He's a hot commodity!
Men like beautiful women, and beautiful women like strong men, especially handsome and muscular ones!
The sense of security he provided was simply incomparable to other men!
Hope looked at Ghost, and in an instant, she seemed to understand. Thinking of this, her body leaned slightly forward, revealing her cleavage.
"Quantum Realm technology isn't mature yet; my father has been researching it for years.
If it's Captain, I'm sure he can help a lot."
Looking at the soft-spoken, incredibly gentle Hope, it could only be said that Ant-Man's head was already starting to turn green.
Ant-Man: My idol is going to steal my future wife?
Super heroines certainly couldn't be let go. Whether it was to complete a mission or for his unspoken, private collecting hobby, it couldn't be revealed.
"Hope, what is your major?"
Steve saw that there was still time, so he continued chatting to deepen their relationship, making it easier to make a move later!
Recently, he really needed to expand his harem. With Hill and Sharon pregnant, it was naturally inconvenient for them to fulfill their wives' duties.
Betty was also pregnant. Among so many people, only Wei Lian, Polaris, and Karen were left.
Wei Lian didn't dare to get pregnant. Nissa was counting on her to help share the workload, and the businesses she took over needed a trustworthy confidant to help manage them.
Karen would also be very busy these days and wouldn't have much time later.
She was helping Captain America with lawsuits and legal issues, so busy that her feet barely touched the ground. He heard she even called a good friend to help.
Now only Polaris was left, but her experience wasn't mature enough. Every time she started, she'd be defeated and begging for mercy in no time.
It seemed the plan to win over Aunt May needed to be moved up, otherwise, the number of human fire extinguishers wouldn't be enough.
"Molecular materials, quantum mechanics, and electronics Dr."
Hope proudly raised her head; she did, after all, have three Dr. degrees.
She had the right and the capital to be proud, not to mention her father was rich, and her own salary income was considerable.
"That's amazing! You're beautiful and so good at studying, truly impressive!"
Steve gave a thumbs-up, praising her unreservedly.
"It's just average. There are many people more talented than me; they just aren't famous."
Hope was proud, but not arrogant or complacent. This was rare and commendable; their generation still possessed true talent and knowledge.
The recently implemented 'happy education' produced useless Dr.s, which was incomparable.
"Ms. Hope, do you have a boyfriend? The people pursuing you could line up from here to the Golden Gate Bridge!"
"Hehe, no, I don't. I don't have the time to look for a boyfriend. For me, that's a waste of time, a waste of life."
Hope smiled radiantly, elegantly covering her small mouth. Her manicure was just right, making her even more beautiful and alluring.
Polaris rolled her eyes. She seemed to have heard that line somewhere before.
As for getting angry, there was no need, because after the incident with Gorgon was over, she would become Steve's wife.
There were many wives like her, so if she got jealous, she'd be full all day long.
The two chatted very happily, and occasionally some harmless jokes made Hope smile radiantly.
With the sound of a key turning, a white-haired man with meticulously groomed hair walked in.
"Steve? What are you doing here?"
Dr. Pym had no fondness for so-called superheroes. He used to work for the United States, but his wife disappeared, and he got no benefit from it.
Disheartened, he left S.H.I.E.L.D. and lived a normal life.
S.H.I.E.L.D. also monitored him, but they didn't interfere.
They just needed to know his daily schedule; there was no need to be so harsh on retired old employees.
"Hello, Dr. Pym! I've seen you in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s files. You and your wife are incredible heroes.
Without you, a city might have been destroyed.
Those good-for-nothing congressmen and the parasites in S.H.I.E.L.D. suppressed your achievements, but heroes will not be forgotten."
Steve placed a tall, green hat on the other party's head. You don't hit a smiling person.
Dr. Pym's cold attitude also softened considerably. He shook hands with Captain America and made an inviting gesture.
After all, he was an old hand. Happy as he was, he hadn't lost his mind.
"Captain, let's be frank. Why are you looking for me?"
"It's like this: her name is Ava, and she's the orphaned daughter left behind by your former colleague.
She was instigated to commit crimes by HYDRA moles in S.H.I.E.L.D. She herself is innocent.
A quantum experiment explosion caused her body to oscillate between solid and ethereal states.
She can only rely on this suit to stabilize, and her physical condition has been getting worse recently.
I'm thinking this is related to the energy of the Quantum Realm, and I'm not familiar with this area.
You are an expert in this field, and I'd like to ask for your help in building a channel connected to the Quantum Realm, to facilitate her absorption of energy from within to stabilize her body."
Steve explained Ghost's situation in one breath, emphasizing that she was the orphaned daughter left by a former colleague.
The atmosphere was a bit subtle; Dr. Pym didn't speak.
Hope got up to make coffee and refilled Captain America's cup.
"You're Elihas's daughter?"
Dr. Pym raised his eyebrows. He immediately remembered who it was.
There were only a few talented colleagues, and if one died and also left a daughter, it could only be that one.
"Yes, Dr."
Ghost was a bit nervous; she was very afraid that she couldn't be cured.
"I can help you, but you also have to help me."
Dr. Pym frowned, originally intending to refuse. Even Captain America's influence wouldn't work. If it were his son-in-law, perhaps he might agree.
But now, he could help, but how would he be repaid?
Americans don't talk about returning favors; there are plenty of ungrateful scoundrels.
"How do you want me to help you? Please say.
Besides that, after the Gorgon incident is settled, I will also have S.H.I.E.L.D. submit your and your wife's merits to Congress.
Let the Military award you medals to commend your deeds.
Today is no longer the era of charging into battle with rifles, and our threats are not just terrorist attacks.
The emergence of super-powered criminals, and threats from alien civilizations - these are the main events.
Unfortunately, to protect the World, one will always encounter some inexplicable, unreasonable people, and the road ahead is long.
This path will be very difficult, full of hardships and thorns."
Steve sighed, deliberately feigning concern for the country and its people, under the guise of justice.
Everyone would only feel admiration. What is a hero? This is a hero!
He always silently protects this World. He is so lonely, so lost; he needs help!
"You're not alone, Steve, I'll help you as much as I can too!"
Hope blurted it out without even thinking.
Dr. Pym looked at his daughter in surprise. He knew how high his daughter's standards were.
He looked suspiciously at Steve and Hope. His intuition told him that if he didn't stop it, his daughter would probably be getting married soon!
Compared to Captain America's brave and upright persona, his philandering was also well-known.
No one refuted it, because Captain America had promised that he would marry those women and provide marital security.
A scumbag plays and runs, pulling up his pants without being serious.
A good man is responsible to the end, never letting anyone down!
After Hope spoke, she lowered her head shyly and glanced at her father with a bit of guilt. Noticing her father's suspicious gaze, she subtly picked up her coffee cup, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"We'll talk about these things later. I can help you build a quantum tunnel, but you have to help me find a way to enter the Quantum Realm and find my wife!"
Dr. Pym's idea was very simple: to always find his wife.
"A person surviving in the Quantum Realm without food or water is truly a miracle."
Polaris appropriately complained, though very softly.
"Ava, what do you think?"
"I can do whatever you want. I'll listen to you."
Ghost really wanted to, but she couldn't say it proactively.
"No problem, leave it to me. I can also find a suitable candidate.
By the way, are there any other questions?"
Steve thought of Ant-Man Lang. Before that, he needed to win over Hope first!
Regardless of anything, women must never be given up.
"Very good. In a few days, I'll have Hope give you the list of materials. You find a way to gather them.
If there's nothing else, that's all for now. Hope, show them out!"
Dr. Pym didn't want to say more. He was itching to go back and study; saving his wife was the top priority!
"Okay, thank you for your help, Dr. Pym. I'll help you handle your deeds and merits."
Steve smiled. For Hope's sake, he wouldn't argue with him.
Are all fathers-in-law displeased with their sons-in-law?
Perhaps.
After all, a daughter raised for twenty or thirty years, once married, wouldn't live at home permanently, which was no different from a departure.
Naturally, they wouldn't have a good face for the man who 'stole' their prized cabbage, looking at him with disdain.
Magneto was like this, and Dr. Pym was also like this.
Hope saw the three of them to the door, explaining with a smile.
"Don't mind him, my father is just like that - cold on the outside, warm on the inside.
I'll come find you in a couple of days. Can I have your number?"
"Oh! Right, right, right, this is my number. Thank you for the trouble, Hope."
Steve handed over his business card and gave her a friendly hug.
"Mm, okay."
Hope's face was a little flushed. She couldn't believe that she would experience love at first sight.
She was dismissive of other men, but why did she treat Captain America differently?
Double standards!
Chapter 120 Tony: I really admire you, old man
A few days later, the Senate voted, passing the Nazi charges against Gorgon with 223 votes in favor, 42 against, and 5 abstentions.
The Federal Prosecutor's Office officially initiated public prosecution and issued an arrest warrant for Gorgon.
From then on, Gorgon's reputation was ruined.
It's important to know that Gorgon, who had been lurking in the United States for thirty years and meticulously cultivated a vast network of connections, wouldn't fall so easily.
Everything he did was hidden behind the scenes, with almost no evidence.
However, in the early years, electronic devices were not yet widespread, and the concept of hidden cameras wasn't even considered.
No matter how careful he was, some evidence still remained.
Logically speaking, even if an ordinary person knew, it would be difficult to find evidence.
Catching a thief requires catching them with the goods; without evidence, it's impossible to prosecute him.
Who would have thought that Steve had S.H.I.E.L.D.and a turned CIA behind him? The charge of supporting Terrorists overseas was enough to get him into deep trouble.
Not to mention condoning his relatives and descendants committing crimes and evading legal responsibility.
Anyone related to Gorgon was arrested, and his loyal confidantes were taken down directly, without even attempts at persuasion or defection.
If they resisted, they were cleared on the spot.
Swift action was taken, giving Gorgon no time to react.
Furthermore, it was agreed with other syndicates to divide Gorgon's assets, and in return, their past misdeeds would be forgiven, with no old scores to settle.
Even if they became adversaries in the future, only new evidence of wrongdoing would be sought.
Conflict is inevitable; who can guarantee a lifelong partnership?
The U.S. doesn't care about cronyism; when power expires, so do favors.
When the wall falls, everyone pushes it; when a whale falls, all life flourishes.
Blame Gorgon for being too fat, too rich; everyone wanted a piece of him.
Next was to eliminate Gorgon to prevent future troubles and simultaneously complete the mission.
--
At this time, in a certain bar.
Professor X Charles came here as usual after work to relax; recently, Captain America's topic was very hot.
He also used the gimmick of being friends with Captain America to pick up various girls in the bar.
Mystique Raven didn't come along; she used to be a shadow. A few days ago, she actually went to interview at the Horn Daily and succeeded!
Now she's a reporter, looking for evidence of corrupt council members and publishing it in the newspaper.
Charles couldn't be happier not to be pestered by Mystique.
Just as he was about to hit on a blonde girl with emerald eyes, a woman came over and chased the beauty away.
Charles saw that her looks were average, and her figure was also average, and immediately lost interest.
"Excuse me, miss, you are very beautiful, but I already have an appointment with that lady, so you'll have to wait until next time."
Agent Moira suppressed the urge to punch him. Being an Agent definitely isn't about being as pretty as possible; that makes it too easy to be recognized at a glance. (From the movies X-Men: First Class, Apocalypse)
The most suitable is definitely plain and ordinary; a common face allows for better undercover work, otherwise, you'd be spotted immediately, rendering undercover work useless!
"Mr. Charles, I am Agent Moira from the CIA. I have something important to discuss with you, concerning Mutants."
Just as she was about to further persuade Charles, he already knew her thoughts through his BUG-level telepathic ability.
"Alright, let's go to my Villa. I'm very interested in what you have to say."
"You know what I'm going to say?"
Moira was somewhat startled; could the other party also be a Mutant?
"Let's go, we don't have time to waste. If it's really like that, we should act quickly.
After understanding the situation, we can then seek Captain America's help."
Charles became serious for once. It involved other Mutants, and also rebellion and inciting war—this was too terrifying!
If they didn't deal with it quickly, were they waiting to go home for the New Year?
The two had an urgent hour-long meeting, and after learning that Charles was also a Mutant and possessed Mutant abilities, Moira revealed everything without any concealment.
She had previously infiltrated a club and learned that its leaders were Mutants.
There were three of them, and at that time, they were still blackmailing a U.S. military general.
The reason she was tracking them was based on information from Cuba.
This Mutant actually dared to plan a crazy scheme for Cuba to attack the United States, and there were even insiders within the U.S. military!
The CIA is responsible for overseas affairs, so investigating this matter itself was not a problem.
But the Mutants' abilities were too incredible; if Moirahadn't been so experienced, she really wouldn't have found any revelations.
This matter was also linked to the wanted Senator Gorgon; they were planning a war capable of overturning the U.S. order!
"I understand. Now, let's go to your Officer to explain the situation and secure cooperation with Captain America.
He is also investigating Gorgon, which aligns perfectly with our mission."
Charles felt it necessary to step forward and stop this; such a thing was too insane.
Once Mutants were labeled as villains, their future survival would likely become even more difficult!
--
Stark Beach Villa.
Steve rarely came to find Tony; if he came, it was definitely for a reason.
Gorgon planned to make a move at the Stark Expo, a globally watched exhibition. If a Terrorist attack occurred, it would inevitably cause a huge uproar.
Gorgon, Ajax, Black King Shaw, and Whiplash's robot army—these people combined, just thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle!
Prepare in advance?
What did that have to do with Steve? If many people died, that was for the senators and ministers to worry about; what did it matter to him, Captain America?
This time, he came to Tony to get materials. Hope had already given him the material list.
He planned to come and see, and incidentally, 'borrow' some materials, as some materials truly only Tonypossessed.
Tony's genius was different from others; this guy had almost no bottlenecks, and even if he occasionally encountered one, he could overcome it quickly.
Others might be stuck at a bottleneck for six months to a year, sometimes even three to five years.
Arriving at the Underground Room, he happened to run into Tony and Coulson carrying a pipe.
A semi-finished product resembling Captain America's shield was placed at the pipe's joint, not looking like Vibranium, but more like ordinary steel.
"Hey, Steve, we were just talking about you! After watching your movie, I made a decision!"
Tony was at the final crucial moment of his research, but he didn't seem overly serious; perhaps for a genius, relaxation was routine.
"Decided to become my fan? Oh, Tony, you don't have to; I don't like men!"
Steve waved his hand, subtly backing away.
This made Tony's head fill with black lines; did he really look that much like a banana guy?
"Get lost! I mean, I also plan to make a movie about myself. You're Captain America, so I'll be Iron Man!"
Tony's tone was very excited, evidently inspired by the movie.
Although he hadn't paid much attention, Jarvis collected all sorts of information from the internet every day.
Two-thirds of it was related to Steve, making him a key focus.
Since the release of his solo movie, Captain America's popularity had been soaring, and his fanbase was growing, with many true fans even abroad.
This made the attention-loving Tony extremely envious; perhaps becoming a superhero wasn't such a bad thing?
Especially after revealing his identity, it was an excellent tool for picking up girls!
"Tony, I'm here to say goodbye. I have another mission."
Coulson suddenly said goodbye, quite abruptly.
Tony suddenly felt a little reluctant. It wasn't that he liked being shocked, but after spending time together, he realized Coulson was a cold-faced but kind-hearted guy.
They got along quite well, and all of this was just motivating him.
"Oh? That's great. If the mission is completed, come back, and I'll treat you to dinner."
"Haha, alright, Captain, I'll be going now. You two chat slowly."
Coulson didn't say what the mission was, but from his assignment, it could be inferred that Fury didn't want to get involved in the conflict between Captain Americaand Gorgon.
S.H.I.E.L.D. now subtly had two factions: one group followed Fury's command, and another followed Sharon's command.
The Deputy Director had the authority to deploy personnel and assign missions, and the Director had full authority to oversee everyone else.
This wasn't absolute; more or less, some people would bypass Fury to issue orders.
Absolute control meant absolute insecurity; what if Furywas a bad guy? That would be terrible!
So, for such matters, Fury would turn a blind eye, lest Hill report to the Security Council, and after a power-sharing proposal, his authority as Director would be partially taken away, which would be even more embarrassing.
Coulson didn't say, but Steve guessed it was probably Thor's descent to Earth. (Movie Thor 1)
At this time, Thor, stripped of his divine power by Odin, was banished to Earth. According to the speed of the Bifrost Bridge.
Mjolnir should arrive on Earth before Thor, as for how much sooner, that was unknown.
He might have a chance to go see it; if he could also 'borrow' the Meow-Meow Hammer mjolnir, that would be even better!
Failing that, he could also see if there was a chance to recover the treasury guardian robot sent by Loki to deal with Thor.
Moreover, besides these two points, Steve was also very interested in the existing Valkyrie warrior Sif.
It was all his fault for being too strong; if he didn't find more partners, Polaris and the others would suffer greatly.
Walking by leaning on walls every day, it was heartbreaking to watch. If he truly loved his wives, he should find them more sisters!
Polaris: ???
Sif, as an Asgardian, was excellent. The physique of an ordinary Asgardian was about three times that of a human on Earth, and it would become even stronger with training.
She was a bona fide natural Super Soldier; with such a physique, she could definitely fight him to her heart's content!
After Coulson left, Tony squinted at Captain America.
"I'm telling you, you never come to me unless you need something, right? What is it this time? I'm really fed up with you, you old fox!"
Steve was somewhat confused by what was said. What old fox?
"What did I do to you now?"
"You stole Pepper, didn't you!"
Tony stared at him with a direct gaze, his resentful eyes making Steve feel like he had lost tens of billions!
Chapter 121 Polaris: Please Find More Girlfriends
You know what? After Pepper left, I couldn't even take care of myself; I couldn't even tie my shoelaces! Do you know how much I suffered?"
The more Tony thought about it, the angrier he got. Steve, that sly fox, had actually stolen his home without a sound!
If it weren't for Steve, the third party, Tony should have gradually gotten together with Pepper after his attack in Afghanistan.
But Steve, during the three months he was kidnapped, had a secret affair with Pepper.
By the time Tony returned, Pepper had already become Steve's.
What else could he be but a sly fox?
"Uh, I did ask for your opinion. What? Are you regretting it now? Where's your word?"
Steve put on an innocent look. He had indeed talked to Tony about it before, but he hadn't said he would go after Pepper behind Tony's back.
Tony himself had agreed, so he couldn't be blamed.
Now Pepper was pregnant too; it wasn't just a done deal, it was already eaten!
"Really? Jarvis?"
Tony seemed to remember saying something like that. When Steve first mentioned it to him, he hadn't taken it seriously.
He never expected that Steve, that sly fox, would actually succeed in stealing his home!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
"Sir, that is correct. You did not object at the time, and even encouraged Mr. Steve to pursue Ms. Potts."
Jarvis, the artificial intelligence, had an excellent memory, all stored in hardware, and could be retrieved when needed, with no chance of memory errors.
"Alright, even so, don't you have any fault at all?"
Tony started to act shamelessly, resorting to punching when he couldn't win an argument!
Bang!
Steve opened a bottle of precious red wine, which must have cost hundreds of thousands per bottle!
He poured a glass and handed it over, then poured one for himself.
"Stop talking so much, let's drink, cheers!"
After a glass of wine, the complaints seemed to vanish again, gone.
"I had my eye on an employee before, I wanted her to be my personal secretary. And guess what?"
Tony sobered up for a moment after a glass of wine, suppressing the displeasure in his heart.
"She's an Agent, right?"
Steve guessed who the so-called female employee was, probably Black Widow Natasha!
That woman was indeed very difficult to deal with, and she was particularly good at charming people; even he found it hard to resist her charm.
Who could refuse Scarlett?
Tony looked as if he had seen a ghost, sullenly refilling his glass.
"How did you know?"
"I've seen her. That's a S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent, code-named Black Widow Natasha. Luckily you didn't fall for it, otherwise she would've cut off your sausage."
Steve said with a serious expression, as if it were truly a grave matter.
This gave Tony a scare, and he reflexively flinched.
"Stop joking around!"
"Why would I lie to you? The prettier a woman is, the easier she can deceive people. Hey, I think you should find an ordinary girl to take care of you.
When marrying a wife, it's not about looks, but inner character. If she can take care of you, that's truly useful.
Only with a virtuous wife will the home be peaceful, living comfortable, and luck good.
As for a mistress, of course, the prettier the better, the more flirtatious the better!"
As soon as Steve started talking about women, he began to speak volubly, almost forgetting the main topic!
'Hehe, you've spoken my mind, as expected of you! Cheers!'
The two clinked glasses, exchanging toasts and chatting happily.
"I need some materials from you. Here's the list. Jarvis, scan it and then tell Tony."
Seeing that it was about time, Steve took out the list and handed it over.
After an infrared scan, the information was entered into the computer.
"Sir, there is still a lot of stock of these materials."
In fact, these were all metal products based on palladium. If Tony had created the palladium element, then these materials would be worthless.
"Hey, you came at just the right time. I plan to create a new element. If it succeeds, I'll give you the stuff for free. Want to stay and watch the show?"
Tony had a good tolerance for alcohol; this amount of wine wasn't enough to get him drunk.
"Alright, then I'll look forward to it."
Steve smiled. Being able to witness a historical moment was quite nice.
An hour later.
The Villa wall was laser-cut, the electrical cables shorted, and half of the area was laser-cut into two halves.
Honestly, half of the load-bearing wall was also cut. Wasn't he afraid the Villa would collapse?
Tony picked up the triangular iron piece, his eyes full of surprise and disbelief.
"Congratulations, Sir, you have invented a new element. Shall we begin testing now?"
"Test it, go straight for it."
Tony placed the new element into the Arc Reactor, removing the palladium element plate.
The new Arc Reactor provided more powerful energy and higher output! Most importantly, there were no side effects. At this point, palladium poisoning was finally solved!
"Ugh! It tastes a bit like coconut water. If I wear this for too long, will I get diarrhea?"
"Sir, you are as humorous as ever!"
Watching Jarvis and Tony chatting and joking, Stevecouldn't help but feel envious.
At least his artificial intelligence, Edith, was always cold, without even emotions, just mechanically executing commands.
And when asked for advice, her suggestions were always simple and crude.
Perhaps there would be an opportunity to upgrade Edith in the future?
"Steve, I've prepared the materials for you. Don't miss the exhibition two days later!
Hmph! My exhibition will definitely not be worse than my father's!"
Tony obviously remembered his father's performance in the movie. Although it was a bit exaggerated, wasn't he the same?
"Don't worry, I'll definitely be there to support you. Since there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."
Just as Steve was about to leave, Tony called out to him again.
"Wait, try my latest Mark XIII. Just hit me with your fist."
Bang!
No sooner had Tony finished speaking than he felt the world turn upside down, crashing through the sturdy, thick wall and falling into the sea.
S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents scrambled to pull Tony out, watching him unconscious and knocked out.
They couldn't help but wonder, the Iron Man Suit's defense should be quite good, why was he knocked out?
When they saw Captain America, and then Iron Man.
They immediately understood!
He was knocked out by Captain!
Tony was out, but that didn't mean Jarvis was out too.
After a jolt of electricity, Tony immediately woke up.
He pushed away the Agents who were helping him, clutching his head with a headache.
"Was I just hit by a truck?"
"No, I kicked you flying. Your Iron Man Suit still needs further upgrades. Alright, I'm leaving now, see you later."
Steve waved his hand, unfazed.
"Damn it! Can't you give me some face? I said all that, and you're still so blunt, truly an Iron Man! Bah!"
Tony remembered what had just happened. The moment he issued the challenge, he was kicked flying by Captain America.
This feeling of being utterly powerless truly annoyed him, yet he couldn't do anything about it.
Especially after looking at the recorded data, Jarvis's record was five tons!
That kick came with five tons of force! No wonder he was kicked flying!
Are Super Soldiers really that powerful now?
--
In the morning, Steve was covered in sweat after his workout and went to the bathroom to clean up.
He checked the time; it was time for his appointment.
He looked at Polaris, her pretty face flushed, her nose beaded with fragrant sweat, her eyelids barely open.
"Lorna, I need to go discuss something with someone. Do you want to come along?"
'No, I'm too tired. You go by yourself. When are you going to find another person to come back? I can't handle you.'
Polaris couldn't even open her eyelids; she was too sleepy. As she spoke, she yawned, truly not wanting to move a single finger.
What else could better prove his combat prowess?
Arriving at the Villa, the maid respectfully led Steve to the main door.
White Queen was personally waiting at the main door, shaking his hand and giving him a cheek kiss.
"It seems you're really busy. It's hard to get you out. Have you been captivated by some girl?"
Half-joking, half-serious, she couldn't help but think of that charming, short-haired beauty, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s ace Agent?
"Busy dealing with Gorgon! This is the time to strike him down in one blow.
With new business in hand, I thought you would be busier than me."
Steve sat on the sofa. White Queen had previously provided him with intelligence, which was a sign of her siding with him.
And her request wasn't excessive; she just wanted to collaborate with Stark Industries.
Some technologies were only available at Stark Industries. If cooperation could be achieved, it would save her a significant amount of money and successfully expand into the market.
"Haha, then I have you to thank for that. Business matters are left to the appropriate professionals; I'm only responsible for overseeing the general direction."
White Queen smiled as she poured him tea. From this angle, combined with her low-cut shirt, it was easy to let one's imagination run wild.
Steve, of course, wouldn't miss this opportunity. By the time White Queen reacted, he was still staring.
"Hehe, is it good to look at?"
White Queen blinked, with a playful smile, making it hard to guess what she was going to say.
"Beautiful!"
"I'll show you more sometime. Let's talk about business now. I'll also be at the Stark Expo tomorrow."
White Queen wasn't angry. If it were another man, he would have already been mind-controlled by her!
Ever since she gained the ability to create illusions for people, she had been harsh with men.
With just a thought, she could know what men pursuing her were thinking, and those dirty thoughts greatly annoyed her.
Telepathy was a gift, and also a curse.
At least she couldn't stop herself from probing other people's thoughts. Sometimes, an open-book test wasn't so good, as it made her lose interest in men.
Every suitor thought about how to torment her. Love? Not at all!
But Steve was different; his gaze was purely appreciative, without any other possessiveness or aggression.
Coupled with her inability to probe his thoughts, the two together sparked White Queen's curiosity.
Chapter 122 Women Need Commitment
When women are curious about a man, they will spontaneously explore the secrets he holds.
The more they explore, the more actively they will approach him, falling deeper and deeper without even realizing it.
Didn't the White Queen know this?
She knew, and even held a hidden Ph.D. in psychology.
Yet, she was still curious about Steve, unable to resist getting closer. This curiosity was fatal, incurable.
Only after encountering many scoundrels could one truly appreciate a man like Steve.
Although he was a philanderer, none of the women who followed him had a single complaint!
Two hours was indeed impressive and hard for a woman to forget. But these were not the main point, nor the most important; having them was certainly better.
The most crucial factor was his temperament!
Material, physical, and spiritual — a triple satisfaction. The impossible triangle theorem failed on Steve!
This was the catalyst that made the White Queenunable to control her desire to explore his secrets. What woman could resist his charm?
"Emma, we are friends, and helping each other is only natural. There's no need to be so polite; it makes me feel a bit awkward."
Steve looked at her azure eyes, which resembled two sapphires.
"Hehe, since you put it that way, I'll listen to you. What? Is there something in my eye?"
The White Queen took the hint, staring at Steve without blinking. Her curious gaze met his appreciative one, and an ambiguous emotion gradually became more enchanting.
The servants had left at some point and were no longer there to serve, so as not to spoil the Mistress's good time.
"Your eyes are very beautiful. Things have been a bit much lately, quite vexing.
What do you think of the people from the Hellfire Club?"
Steve wasn't really vexed; he was just making conversation. He couldn't just directly say he wanted to have children with her, could he?
"Hmm, the capable bear more burdens, so troubles are inevitable."
Reaching out, she refilled his wine glass. The White Queen lightly brushed a strand of hair, tucking her golden hair behind her ear in a gesture that was both innocent and seductive—a vixen!
"The Hellfire Club has very strict membership requirements. Its headquarters are in Europe, and it has a long history.
Last time, they only sent a representative to negotiate with me. I thought he was crazy, so I refused."
One spoke, one listened. One poured wine, one toasted.
Back and forth they went. The White Queen didn't drink much, but instead, silently made Steve drink five bottles of wine.
There wasn't much information about the Hellfire Club, only that its headquarters were in Europe, and the conditions for joining must involve being very wealthy.
Wealth was just a basic requirement; other conditions were not very clear.
Perhaps it was beauty, handsomeness, or powerful strength, possessing some special ability.
Or perhaps they were industry elites, at least geniuses among geniuses.
"Do you believe in aliens?"
Steve started looking for topics. He needed to build a good relationship with the White Queen, first making her a subordinate, then a partner!
There were many beautiful women without names or identities.
No matter how good their looks, a malicious mind would only cause trouble in the harem.
He needed to find beautiful female leads and supporting characters with names and identities. Even if their intentions weren't entirely pure, training them would be fun.
Propping her chin with one hand, her high-heeled shoe reached out under the table, a slight smile on her face.
"I believe you. If you say there are, then there are."
As for the truth? Did the truth matter?
She only believed Steve, believed Captain America, and nothing more.
Watching the upright man being teased by her, the White Queen's smile grew even brighter. Wasn't the meaning of life to seek excitement?
Even though she knew he had a wife and was a married man, she still wanted to pursue him.
This behavior was very unethical, destroying others' family happiness, but she just couldn't resist the thrill!
The White Queen's net worth had already reached hundreds of billions. Her relationship with her parents was not good; they had both been sent to a nursing home.
Alone, she lived only for enjoyment, aimlessly, without a purpose in life.
But after meeting Captain America, she felt that life had become colorful.
Suddenly, she wanted to pull her foot back but found it was clamped.
Meeting Steve's mischievous smile made her heart pound. He was too naughty, yet so reassuring!
"Gorgon wants to kill you. Aren't you worried he'll retaliate against your lovers?"
If she couldn't pull it out, then she wouldn't. She gave up, let's see how long he could gloat!
"No worries, they will be very safe. It's you, constantly teasing me. Even a clay figure has a three-point temper."
Steve reached out and pinched her chin, a roguish, mischievous smile on his lips. A good man's smile leaves one indifferent, but a bad man's smile can make one feel completely safe! Had the woman gone mad, or had this World gone mad?
"So, do you want to be my friend or my lover?"
High-level green teas often appear in the lowest-level roles, making it hard to distinguish reality from illusion.
"Business Partner!"
Steve took the opportunity to offer a recruitment chance; he was still thinking about the system mission.
If Super Soldiers counted, he would have completed the mission long ago.
"Oh? What kind of business partner? I suddenly feel like dancing. Didn't you miss a dance? I'll make it up to you."
This clearly referred to what Captain America said to Peggy before the plane crashed into the iceberg at the end of the movie.
The White Queen must have watched the movie from beginning to end, remembering every detail, otherwise she wouldn't have said that.
[White Queen's favorability is currently 70. She has developed a strong interest in you because of your personal movie. She likes ballroom dancing and candlelight dinners.]
Looking at the sudden system notification, Stevethought of a restaurant, a French restaurant specifically for romantic dates for couples.
If things went well, the restaurant had a hotel upstairs, with various couple's rooms, sure to make couples arrive satisfied and leave needing to lean on a wall.
"Alright, but I don't know how to dance. You'll have to teach me."
The two shared a subtle, ambiguous emotion, neither of them breaking the unspoken barrier.
The bold probing earlier was more like a showdown, blocking all of the White Queen's retreats.
Either admit it was just a joke, or admit that she truly liked Captain America.
Given the two choices, she would definitely admit her liking.
The luxurious Villa had everything. The lights dimmed, and melodious music echoed in the living room.
Their hands were tightly clasped, but Steve played a small trick, separating her fingers and choosing to interlace them.
The White Queen looked at him with a slight surprise, but didn't speak to refute, nor did she pull her hand away.
They danced silently for ten minutes, in a tranquil atmosphere, as if their souls had become much more ethereal.
"Thank you. It's been a long time since I've been this carefree, not since childhood.
My father was very strict with me, trying to turn me into a tool.
He didn't allow me to like other boys, nor did he allow me to like other girls.
Every step was according to his plan. My sister was a bitch, only trying to frame me.
My younger brother was a 'Banana King' with problematic preferences, and I was just a tool in my father's eyes to manage his company."
Silently listening to the story, their dance steps didn't stop, their interlaced hands swaying slowly.
"It must not have been easy for you to get to this point. You truly are a brave woman!"
Steve didn't know what to say, so he just praised her, so as not to kill the conversation.
The White Queen didn't smile alluringly, nor did she show pitiful sadness. She remained calm, simply resting her head on Steve's shoulder.
"Tell me, how much of your movie is true?"
"It's all true. I have no reason to lie to you. I just wanted to give Peggy an explanation. She got old, so I ended up with her niece."
Steve felt that saying it like that made him sound quite like a scumbag!
But no one could blame him, not because of Captain America's identity.
But because a young, handsome fellow and a ninety-something old lady with a face full of wrinkles, dry and twisted like tree bark—that's quite immoral, isn't it!
Pfft!
The White Queen couldn't help but burst out laughing. She hadn't expected such a comedic development. She couldn't really say anything, even though Steve was a centenarian.
But he had been asleep for almost seventy years; his body, knowledge, and thinking had all been stagnant during that time.
He wasn't truly old; it was mainly his exaggerated appearance.
If it were someone like Aunt Mei, let alone pursuing her, he probably would have already thought of their children's names.
But a ninety-year-old lady, a woman with a face full of wrinkles, well, forget it.
Normal people couldn't accept that, so they naturally wouldn't scold or criticize.
Unless some people genuinely have very peculiar tastes, like certain idiots.
"You're quite something. Peggy's daughter isn't bad either, besides being a little ugly, there's nothing wrong with her."
What did that mean?
Just a little ugly?
That 'little' was the deal-breaker!
"Emma, I need your help!"
Steve was preparing to have her join his team, not a S.H.I.E.L.D. unit, but a private team.
"Help you do push-ups? Or help you play games? Or perhaps you want to learn a foreign language?"
The White Queen blinked her eyes, her light, bell-like laughter very seductive.
Both options seemed good. Push-ups, that's great!
Learning a foreign language, that would be even more wonderful! Secretary-General, that foreign language must be learned!
Chen Qingquan: You want to learn a foreign language too?
"Cough, cough, I need help dealing with Gorgon. I want to know who else he's hiding; I want to round them all up.
Follow me, and help me with this!"
Steve pinched her chin. Learning a foreign language was fine, as long as it was learned on a mattress, that was the correct way to learn.
"Who do you take me for? A subordinate? I have billions; why would I not enjoy life and instead do dangerous things with you?"
The White Queen was not pleased. She wouldn't let go of the hawk until she saw the rabbit, and men were no different, were they?
[The White Queen needs a promise from you.]
"You start as my subordinate. After you've achieved something, they'll be more likely to accept you.
Every one of my wives started as a subordinate. If you can't understand, just consider it my strange preference!"
Steve didn't know how to explain it. In short, completing the mission was the priority!
Chapter 123 Emma Please Marry Me, Thank You
No interest!"
White Queen's brows furrowed, and a displeased curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"I will marry you."
"Then I accept."
"Huh?"
Steve was a bit slow to catch on, looking at the charming face before him, which completely threw him off.
"Why?"
"And why you? Do you like my body, or my face? Or my wealth, my abilities?"
A sharp glint flashed in White Queen's eyes; this was a loaded question!
One wrong, unsatisfactory answer, and the relationship would plummet!
"I don't know, I can't explain it, I just want to have you! I keep thinking you'll eventually meet a man you like, marry him, have children, and spend the rest of your life together.
But why can't that man be me? I don't want to see you with another man, I don't know why."
Steve's answer was far from standard, even a bit messy.
But White Queen burst out laughing; the words didn't matter, the sincerity was real, without a hint of pretense.
"I understand, Steve, don't be nervous. What, does being with me make you very nervous?"
Her soft hand clasped the man's large hand, squeezing it, palm to palm, using this way to give him trust and comfort.
This was already very intimate; no woman would interlace her fingers with a man she didn't know or like.
"Emma, so you've accepted me?"
Pfft!
White Queen laughed gaily, her cleavage becoming more prominent, and her beautiful face showed a hint of shyness. Her unadorned finger poked his shoulder, and her tone softened.
"I'm tired of living alone; for me, money is just a number.
I feel pretty good about you, but there's one thing I need to make clear first.
If you dare to abandon me, to get what you want and then deny it.
I will do everything to get my revenge, to make your life worse than death!"
"What if I'm devoted to you?"
Steve didn't care about the threat; the condition for revenge was abandonment. But what if he remained faithful?
"Then you will gain a virtuous wife!"
[White Queen is now your subordinate. Her favorability has reached 80. You can look for an opportunity to propose to her.]
No rush, take it slow.
White Queen's addition was definitely a great thing.
The ability to control and read minds was too incredible; knowing what the other person was thinking was like playing with open cards.
Some things couldn't be hidden; even if one didn't actively think about them, they would still be recorded in the mind.
"Help you find other Mutants?"
Late at night, after a candlelight dinner, when emotions ran deep, everything happened naturally.
White Queen had confirmed one thing: two hours were genuine, even exceeding expectations!
"Yes, find a few more to help me with things. After Gorgon dies, I will announce our marriage, Emma, will you marry me?"
Steve took out an ancient-looking ring, neither gold nor wood, very special.
"I do, Steve, I love you."
White Queen smiled as she watched the man put the ring on her finger, just as she had said.
She no longer had any pursuits, not much ambition, just wanted to find some fun.
Marrying Steve was also a good source of fun; perhaps they could even have a few children.
Having children, raising children, educating children, these were all very interesting things.
As for business, White Queen could create astonishing wealth whenever she wished.
Listening to Steve's vision of building a device to amplify brainwave signals.
The signal tower could amplify brainwaves across the entire United States, even reaching Europe, putting the whole World under control.
What Charles could do, White Queen could also do.
It's just that, relatively speaking, Charles specialized in one ability and had a protagonist's halo, so his upper limit would definitely be higher.
White Queen wasn't far behind; it was simply a competition of upper limits.
With a cheat-like husband, whose upper limit would be higher, that was truly uncertain!
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Castle Villa.
Polaris finally had a rare chance to rest, picking up a game controller to play. She leaned lazily on the sofa, looking at the forty-inch ultrawide screen, with a maid nearby pouring juice and serving snacks.
Living in a large Villa, having a good husband, living in luxury—this life felt like a dream!
Nissa walked over in high heels, her fair cheeks tinged with a faint blush. She gently caressed her knees, then slowly sat down, her movements perfectly embodying elegance.
"Lorna, where did Steve go?"
"He went on a date with a Mutant named Emma. Thank goodness, Sister Nissa, Steve finally found someone else; I can't even take him anymore."
Polaris clearly wasn't disliking him emotionally, but her body couldn't keep up.
She had never seen an ox that wouldn't get tired to death. After becoming his partner, her physique automatically matched that of a Super Soldier, but she was still no match for Steve.
Nissa's expression was strange as she listened, a pig-like squeal that anyone would find amusing.
"Since he's fine, I'm relieved. For tomorrow's expo, ask him if he needs your help. I won't be going; I'll stay here."
Nissa wasn't being lazy; pregnant women needed rest. Plus, tomorrow was the big decisive battle, a fight to the death with Gorgon.
A pregnant woman shouldn't join the excitement; she should stay at home obediently, giving Gorgon no opportunities.
"I'll ask him later. He's probably started again; he often doesn't answer the phone then."
Polaris's crossed legs wiggled slightly, resting on the seat, her back against the sofa, skillfully controlling the character in her hand.
She had certainly learned the essence of it; what proper person answers the phone while busy?
"After he's done, in a few days, Hill and I have an appointment to try on wedding dresses. You should come too."
Nissa's attitude towards Polaris was quite good; even though the latter was temporarily living there, she showed no neglect.
Among so many women, Nissa had inherited the wealth of the Vampire Kingdom, making her even richer than White Queen!
"Wedding dresses? Was there any mention of when the wedding would be?"
Polaris didn't value weddings much, even finding them troublesome. She was a treasure girl; as long as someone was genuinely with her, whether her partner was poor or not didn't affect her feelings.
"Hmm, it should be about a month from now, or so they say. In fact, it's just a simple dinner together, a formality.
The main event will still be at our home, but outside, there will be flowing banquets to tell the whole Worldthat we are Steve's wives."
The wedding would be simple, definitely inviting dignitaries, politicians, and members of financial conglomerates.
Letting them witness history, while ordinary people couldn't attend his wedding.
So, they would set up flowing banquets at two hotels outside, inviting people to eat for free.
Firstly, for the joy of the new marriage, and secondly, to make a grand statement after defeating Gorgon.
To tell others not to provoke him, otherwise, Gorgonwould be their fate!
"A formality? That's good."
Polaris put down the controller and leaned closer to look at the increasingly mature and beautiful Nissa.
"Sister Nissa, is pregnancy very hard?"
Something every woman must experience is marriage and having children.
Just thinking about it made her scalp tingle.
Polaris really didn't want to have children so soon; she was only eighteen, the age to enjoy the good things in the World.
Becoming a mother so quickly seemed a bit excessive!
Nissa was over a hundred years old, but Vampires maintained themselves well, so age didn't matter; her appearance was still like that of a twenty-five or twenty-six-year-old.
Having children now was neither too early nor too late. Compared to Polaris, who hadn't settled down and hadn't played enough.
She preferred this feeling: family-oriented, occasionally looking after business, and providing financial assistance to her husband.
As for where her husband went, who he played with, or who he slept with, it didn't seem that important anymore.
With the bond of children, there was no longer a need for constant affection. Of course, if it happened, she wouldn't refuse; who could refuse two hours?
"It's fine, it's not that hard. Our Vampire pregnancy time is different from humans; I should be delayed a bit."
Nissa's pretty face was full of maternal radiance; only when one becomes a mother does one feel that bloodline connection.
Her husband was Captain America, a great hero, a national idol, a super strong man.
Perhaps she had suffered too much in the past, and God couldn't bear to watch, so He arranged such a wonderful married life for her.
"Oh, I'll have children later then."
Polaris's eyes darted around, seemingly thinking about something.
"Sister Nissa, do you have any good ways to prevent pregnancy without harming the body? I heard that taking too many birth control pills isn't good."
That was true; once or twice was fine.
Regularly taking such pills was one thing that harmed the body, and it was indeed possible to become infertile later on.
"I haven't paid attention to that. Why don't you ask Betty?
Didn't she partner with Zhao Hailun to open a medical research company?
Perhaps asking her would be effective."
"Ah? I'll go find her number then."
Polaris did have their numbers; one-click copying was very convenient. If all else failed, asking Edith was also an option.
She had asked before, but Edith, as expected of a cold and ruthless AI, her answer was simple and crude. The original words were, 'It is recommended to have a direct hysterectomy; there will be no worries later, and you can play however you want.'
This completely stumped Polaris; this artificial intelligence was truly f*cking intelligent!
She couldn't rely on her, so she'd better ask a professional.
"No need to rush; she should be here soon. We'll all be staying in the castle these few days."
Nissa explained with a smile. This wasn't about doing anything specific, but simply not giving the enemy a chance.
She had seen how many melodramatic TV shows where, on the eve of a decisive battle, instead of resting well, people would go out and fool around.
As a result, they'd be captured by the villain to threaten the protagonist. Such women were either stupid or evil, just brainless.
Once Gorgon died, they would be free. What was wrong with enduring for a bit?
Speaking of the devil, the devil hadn't arrived. Instead, Betty and Zhao Hailun came together, hand in hand.
"Hello, Lorna! Nice to meet you, you're truly beautiful!"
Betty enthusiastically went over to give Polaris a hug. She was also a woman with no hidden agenda, never thinking about vying for power or profit.
Chapter 124: Captain America as bait, White Queen steals the house
Queens, Stark Expo.
Many scientists would showcase their inventions here, partly to gain fame and partly to attract investment.
Many excellent ideas often fail to develop due to a lack of funds.
Although Stark Industries no longer sells weapons, the energy and satellite projects led by Pepper after the transformation have progressed smoothly.
Especially with Gorgon being wanted and the Militarybeing purged, Stark Industries received a large number of orders.
Even if it wasn't weapon production, other orders still brought in a lot of money.
Who knew how much a small bag of screws, costing ninety thousand U.S. dollars, was initially quoted for?
One can only say that Specialist Smith was too eager to advance!
Firstly, to do a favor, and secondly, to profit from it.
Normally, Pepper should have been there, but the CEO of Stark Industries went to discuss wedding dress styles with her 'harem sisters'.
Why must wedding dresses always be white? Is a black wedding dress not acceptable? A red wedding dress also seems quite good.
She had no time to check on the Expo's situation and simply left it to her subordinates.
This made Justin extremely happy. At tonight's Expo, with the drone robots that had been tested a few days ago, he would definitely be the most dazzling guy!
Moreover, to suppress Stark Industries, Councilman Stern even specifically pulled strings with the Militaryand brought War Machine to endorse him.
After seizing the Iron Man Suit from Tony, the Militaryimmediately modified it and put it into actual combat.
It showed significant effectiveness on the battlefields of the Middle East and North Africa. An Iron Man Suitcould execute assassination, rescue, and sabotage missions that even elite special forces found difficult to complete.
Its mobility and firepower were excellent, and its flight speed was comparable to a fighter jet.
If it weren't for its unreplicable features, it would be even more perfect!
Businessmen, scions of wealthy families, elite celebrities, socialites, and ordinary people—there were no entry barriers here; anyone could come.
Few people knew that tonight was the day of Gorgon's revenge, not even the Rockefeller Family.
Looking at an old acquaintance from the past, Deka, who had been kidnapped and ransomed twice before and was only recently released.
This guy had previously competed with him for Nissaand even used unscrupulous methods.
He thought he could bully an honest person, but he ended up kicking an iron plate!
Kidnapped twice in a row, he didn't even know who he had provoked. His father's standing in the family plummeted, not because family members caused trouble, but because he lacked the ability to cause trouble.
Seeing Deka, who had started to embrace women again, Steve shook his head and pronounced a death sentence on him.
How foolish! Tonight is destined to be a bloodbath, and he's still out having fun!
Hunting beautiful women at the Expo, showing off in front of men, attracting women's attention—this is what rich second-generation heirs love to do most.
"Darling, the target has appeared."
Polaris had changed into combat boots and a combat suit, her dark green short hair neatly styled, making her look heroic and spirited.
Her cool charm possessed a unique allure.
Steve looked at the tablet, which displayed Gorgonhimself.
He had initially thought Gorgon would command from the rear, but he didn't expect him to personally put himself in danger. Had he lost his mind?
White Queen also changed into a pitch-black combat suit, her high heels replaced by combat boots, and there were several hickey marks on her neck.
She didn't need any gesture guidance; she only needed to look at Gorgon to read his thoughts and memories from a long distance.
Mutant abilities were diverse and varied; no one would have thought such an ability truly existed. How could one read thoughts? Did they think this was a movie?
It was precisely because this was still the early stage of the emergence of super-powered individuals, with no corresponding laws to restrict their actions.
And every appearance was inevitably accompanied by disaster, and there would inevitably be villains who disliked heroes.
"Gorgon's location is at the East Stage of the Expo. His target is you, Steve!
I'm printing out his hidden subordinates; it will take time. Stall him, don't let him get away."
White Queen's sensing range was limited; two thousand meters was already her limit.
"I'll stall him. Once you're done, send me a message."
Seeing this, Steve actively jumped down from the third floor, pushed off a wall, and glided towards the Expo.
"So cool! It's Captain America!"
"So handsome, what kind of technology is that?"
"It should be some kind of anti-gravity technology."
Peter, Mary Jane, and Harry also came to the Expo and were all attracted by Captain America's gliding posture.
Peter was envious, Mary Jane was admiring, but only Harry was disgusted.
Gorgon, who was about to leave, saw Captain Americaappear and instinctively reached for his gun to shoot.
He held back, though; it wasn't time yet.
He had only contacted Black King Shaw, who hadn't taken his position yet, so it wasn't time to launch an attack.
Ajax was in position, but his combat power was average. Besides having no pain, his strength was only slightly enhanced, not even comparable to a super soldier.
Besides this, there was also a hidden agenda. Ivan from Russia was building drones with the help of Hammer Industries, preparing to launch an attack at this exhibition.
Justin, the owner of Hammer Industries, hadn't even noticed this. Before leaving, he merely put Ivan under house arrest, not directly killing him.
Ivan thought his plan was flawless, but he had no idea that all of this was being watched by Gorgon's people.
This information was also relayed back to Gorgon, who then used it to his advantage, not even needing to win him over.
At this moment, Justin also made his entrance. He saw the uninvited Captain America and was somewhat pleasantly surprised.
"Oh, Captain, you must be here to see my weapons exhibition, right!"
"Yes, keep talking, don't stop, don't mind me, keep it up."
Steve even patted him on the shoulder, not listening to a word he said.
Justin thought Captain America was there to support him in taking down Stark Industries. Yes, this was a slap in the face!
Stark Industries no longer sells weapons, and Hammer Industries is showcasing its latest Military hardware at the Stark Expo. How is this not a form of cuckolding!
"Please welcome the Air Force!"
After Justin finished speaking, he pointed his hands to one side, and soon the stage floor opened.
A row of gray-white robots was brought in, each with a Gatling machine gun on its shoulder. Their metallic texture and humanoid construction quickly earned a round of applause!
"If we use my industry's latest invention, the unmanned robot army, there will be no soldier casualties in future wars.
At that time, traditional infantry will also be eliminated! I believe the Department of Defense would be very willing to convert part of the pension funds into Militaryexpenses to pay me, thereby ensuring the lives of our soldiers!"
After Justin finished speaking, he looked at Steve with ill intent, as if this old relic from the last century was the part he said should be eliminated.
Steve didn't answer; he stared at Gorgon.
Gorgon, in the crowd, wore a top hat, but his mountain-like physique and towering height made it impossible to hide.
The two looked at each other, their gazes colliding in the air, sparking fire.
Enemies meeting, their eyes red with fury, wishing they could kill each other instantly!
The three models of robot soldiers—sea, land, and air—all made their appearance, and the atmosphere on site reached its climax.
Especially with War Machine Rhodey, who appeared last as the grand finale!
His appearance was similar to Iron Man's, but with an extra Gatling machine gun barrel on his back, plus U.S.-style graffiti, giving it a strong sense of modern firepower at first glance.
"Hey, Captain, why are you here?"
Rhodes had just finished asking when a figure descended from the sky.
With fiery red and gold highlights, who else could it be but Iron Man?
The tourists on site and the audience watching the live broadcast on TV all erupted!
Did he see Hammer Industries going too far, cuckolding him directly, and thus couldn't help but explode?
"Tony, what are you doing here again?"
War Machine asked another soul-searching question.
"What do you mean 'again'? I was just fine! Wait, Steve, why are you here too?"
Tony was speechless. What was going on? Why was everyone gathered here?
Justin, on the side, stood with his hands on his hips, looking displeased at Iron Man.
"Hey, hey, hey, Tony, this is my exhibition time. Look at these robots; the future will definitely be the era of drones. Going to the battlefield in person is a bit outdated!"
"Well done, but first, shut down the robots, Justin. You've been used."
Tony received a message that someone was using Justin to build robots and was planning to go on a killing spree at his Expo!
He tried to use Jarvis to hack into the opponent's network, but Jarvis indicated that with current computing power, it was impossible to hack in; the opponent was also a master!
This further confirmed one thing for Tony: these robots were indeed controlled.
Otherwise, how could those good-for-nothings from Hammer Industries possibly stop him!
Just as he spoke, a tank suddenly appeared in the sky and crashed down heavily.
It smashed through the outermost layer of glass, and the tourists screamed.
Iron Man immediately flew up to hold the tank, while below, all the robots' eyes turned red, and their cannons uniformly aimed at Iron Man.
"Tony, spread out. Leave this to us. You go and disable the robots' control."
Charles's voice came from afar, with Magneto beside him.
Magneto was seen reaching out to control the falling tank, smashing it towards the robot soldiers.
Bang!
Tony had just heard Charles's words, and the next second, more than twenty cannon shells hit him, sending him flying, his head buzzing in a daze.
Seeing the robots make their move, Black King Shawalso appeared.
He stomped hard in the crowd, and an Impact spread out, instantly exploding the tourists who couldn't dodge into a splatter of blood.
A group of Vampires loyal to Gorgon's faction also entered, charging towards Steve.
The scene was in chaos, everyone busy with their own affairs.
You fight your fight, I fight mine, and only the unlucky travelers who hadn't managed to escape yet suffered!
Harry and Mary Jane watched as the Iron Soldier appeared before them, its palm cannon glowing, about to blast them to pieces the next second.
A burst of spider silk bound the Iron Soldier, fixing it to the ground, unable to move.
Spider-Man, holding the spider silk with one hand, lifted the two of them with the other and sent them to a safe area outside the venue.
Chapter 125 Muscular Ocean Horse - Dust Angel
Who are you? You saved me once before, and now you've saved me again."
Mary Jane started to flirt. Spider-Man's reputation had been a bit low recently, but it wouldn't stay that way. It was just that Captain America's news was too hot, overshadowing him; it would be fine after a while.
If she couldn't get Captain America, then Spider-Man it was!
He was much better than those stinky guys at school.
"I'm your friendly neighborhood!"
Spider-Man said and then ran off, continuing to save people, focusing on rescue. Iron Man and Captain America were there to deal with the bad guys; he wasn't needed for that yet.
On the other side, Iron Man was being pursued by War Machine and a group of Iron Man Suits.
"Rhodes, why are you hitting me! Are you itching for a fight!"
"It's not my fault, my system is locked!"
Rhodes expressed his innocence. He was currently locked inside the Iron Man Suit, unable to do anything.
"Who told you to destroy the system I set up, and then format it and re-import Hammer Industries' stuff? Don't you know their stuff is garbage?"
Iron Man couldn't help but complain, while also contacting Captain America.
"Steve, I need help. Send someone to Hammer Industries, find the server room, and restarting their servers will break this control."
This was him being considerate of an old man who didn't understand computers; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so detailed.
Steve was still fending off the combined attacks of Black King Shaw and Gorgon, dodging while responding.
"I know, I've already called Natasha to go there. Just hold on a little longer.
I can last three hours now; you're not going to finish in three minutes, are you?"
"You're full of it! I'm not three minutes!"
Tony yelled in exasperation, as if it really was three minutes!
"Stop bragging and distracting me, I almost hit a lamppost just now!"
"I know, wait for it. Natasha has already arrived at the Hammer Industries building."
Steve dodged Gorgon's punch, and Black King Shaw's Impact arrived in front of him.
Shield block!
Clang!
Both their fists struck the shield simultaneously, releasing a powerful Impact centered on the three of them.
"Why do you always like to hit my shield?"
Steve was puzzled. He decided to ask them; perhaps his enemies could give him an answer!
They could clearly hit his legs, so why did they insist on his shield? As if hitting the shield was so satisfying, did they really have the ability to shatter the shield?
"Just because I don't like you!"
Gorgon moved closer again, his face incredibly ferocious.
"Your Vampire wife is dead for sure! Haha! I'm going to let the whole World know that you, Steve, Captain America, married a Vampire!
Let's see how you die! Ah!"
Gorgon had just finished speaking when he was punched away by Steve, but he burst into loud laughter.
The angrier the enemy, the more it proved he was doing the right thing and should continue!
But he didn't know this was Steve's deliberate act. Vampire?
Who could prove the identity of a Vampire? A Vampirewho could bask in the Sun? Was that even a Vampire?
"Captain, you don't think I'd stake victory on a fistfight with you, do you?"
Black King Shaw spread his arms to absorb Steve's punches. The harder he was hit, the more excited he became, and the more energy he absorbed.
"What do you want to do?"
Steve followed up on his words, asking. This time, the opponent was prepared, so he didn't plan to waste energy.
He jumped back, flung his shield, slicing off the head of an Iron Man Suit flying in the air, and then it curved back to him.
"I don't want to tell you, you just need to know to wait for death!"
This prompt made Steve look confused. What did "unable to stop" mean?
"You're right, after gaining superpowers, one's mindset changes. I'm no exception, hehe."
"Hehe, you know what? When I saw you, I don't deny you're strong.
But, Captain, you've become a spiritual symbol. Being a teammate or an opponent to someone like you is very dangerous."
Black King Shaw didn't mind chatting with him for a few moments. He was very dissatisfied with the current World order. This World needed to be re-distributed.
Mutants first, then other superpowered individuals, and finally ordinary people.
On the other side, at the Hammer Industries building.
Black Widow had successfully entered, and she had fought her way in directly.
Just as she was about to enter the server room, she glimpsed a strong, blonde female warrior standing outside the door. The woman wasn't beautiful.
Compared to a stunner like her, she was nothing, just a very ordinary blonde foreign woman.
Sharon pushed open the server room door and walked out, glancing at Black Widow Natasha.
"Hammer Industries' technology isn't good, but the people they hired this time are quite skilled. Natasha, I'll leave this to you.
I'm leaving first, goodbye."
Sharon didn't need to explain to Natasha why she was there. She was a Deputy Director, far superior to Natasha in rank.
"Alright."
Natasha was a bit puzzled. Sharon rarely participated in S.H.I.E.L.D. meetings.
This was very much like Coulson in the past. Coulsonused to hold the title of Deputy Director, and then he was sidelined by Hill.
Natasha entered the server room, found the computer, and with her skills, it would still take some time to decrypt it.
Without decrypting the computer, this computer, connected to the building's server room, had enough massive computing power to remotely control those Iron Man Suits to go on a rampage.
But the Carnage had already begun, only Spider-Manhad come out halfway to help.
Plus, the primary mission of these soldiers was to kill Iron Man; the pursuit and explosions caused by firing were just accidents.
Before Natasha could decrypt the computer, Sharoncame in again.
"The National Guard stationed outside the city has been mobilized without any Military authorization. There's probably something fishy going on here!"
Sharon explained, then sat on the table, playing with her phone. She didn't look like she was there to work at all, but rather like she was on vacation.
There were also two strong, dead guard men hanging in the server room, each weighing two hundred pounds. The fact that they were instantly killed showed that Ivan's abilities were not bad either.
Meanwhile, War Machine was freed from control and finally regained control.
"Tony, I'm back in control. Now let's deal with those robots.
Wait, the National Guard is coming in with tanks, targeting the expo?
Oh! Damn it, we have to stop them from firing!"
How could the matter of the swapped army be concealed for so long?
Either they were swapped, or they were killed and impersonated!
Steve also received the message. No wonder it said he couldn't stop it.
After such an army swap, it would inevitably raise the alert level for Mutants and superpowered criminals to the highest degree.
This meant that hunting them down wouldn't need to be secretive, but could be done openly.
"Enjoy this moment, Captain.
Oh, by the way, that punch you gave me last time left a deep impression. Now, I'll return a punch to you!"
Black King Shaw finished speaking, stepped forward, and swung his right fist down with full force.
Clang!
Steve blocked with his shield, and his feet slid ten meters across the ground.
The solid concrete ground had been ploughed with two deep scratches by him; it was too exaggerated!
Looking up again, Black King Shaw was gone.
"That punch just now must have been thirty tons!"
This time, Steve didn't have a sore arm. Before, when he used a sniper rifle, it would ache a bit, but now after his evolution, he didn't feel any discomfort when facing even stronger forces.
Perhaps any slight damage was instantly repaired.
On the other side, Deadpool appeared and started fighting Ajax.
Sabretooth and Wolverine were watching from the sidelines. They didn't even participate in the hunt for the Iron Man Suits, acting completely like spectators.
"Hmph!"
A woman's furious roar came, followed by a strong woman rushing over, even more robust than the super-soldier Heidi!
She was all muscle, with no fat at all except for her headlights!
Steve sidestepped her tackle, then grabbed her by the back of the neck with a backhand, lifting her up.
"Who are you?"
"Sand Dust Angel! Cough, cough!"
The muscular woman kept kicking her feet, but it was useless; she couldn't touch the ground at all.
She leaned forward, then used her waist strength to propel her body backward for a powerful flying kick!
Bang!
The result was that she was pinned to the ground, Steve subduing her with authentic grappling techniques.
"Sand Dust Angel? Never heard of it!"
"Let go of me! Do you only bully women?"
Sand Dust Angel was Ajax's female subordinate. She came this time to spar with Captain America.
Before activating her Mutant abilities, she was a boxer in women's fighting competitions, with incredibly skilled combat techniques.
Plus, with no fat on her rear, only muscle, her explosive power was even stronger.
Unfortunately, she met Captain America. The fighting techniques she was familiar with, Captain America was also familiar with! The techniques she wasn't familiar with, Captain America was even more familiar with!
And just like that, she was grappled in one move!
"Haha, you're quite interesting. I'll give you a chance to work for me.
Catch three of my moves!"
Steve lifted Sand Dust Angel and threw her out.
Bang!
The metal frame was flattened by her, but she was completely unharmed and quickly stood up again.
She threw a right punch, attacking first.
Steve dodged sideways, then casually grabbed her again and threw her onto a giant globe.
Boom!
She smashed the globe, and after falling five meters, she still had no visible injuries.
"Damn it! Ah!"
Sand Dust Angel went all out, exerting 120% of her strength this time. She pinpointed where Steve might dodge, first feinting with a side kick to deceive her opponent, then fiercely throwing her gloved right fist.
Bang!
Steve steadily caught her punch. This punch already weighed twenty tons.
This proved that her physique was excellent, and he didn't know if it was always like this or temporarily enhanced.
Overall, she was very suitable to be a female subordinate. More than enough to be a bodyguard.
And looking at her weight of over three hundred pounds, her height of 1.8 meters, and her body full of muscles.
On any other woman, this would already be a big fat pig.
But Sand Dust Angel gave Steve the feeling of being robust! Extremely robust!
She was a true muscular foreign woman!