He's going out now.
At the same time, his heart was also confused. His memory stayed in the 1950s and 1960s. In the last battle with red skull, the plane fell to the north pole, and then there was no more.
He's awake now. He should be in America, but everything here is so weird.
When he came out of the ward, he found that he was actually in a fake room made of plastic paper shell. Just outside, he saw the huge landscape photo.
Fake, it's all fake!
The angry captain of the United States ran all the way, breaking through the surrounding soldiers and running all the way to the outside.
"Sir, Steve's awake. He's running away." The female nurse helplessly looks at the two people who are knocked down on the ground and issues a warning after contacting Nick Frey.
"Alert! All agents, the target is escaping
Harsh alarm reverberated in the air, Steve ran all the way, many agents want to stop him, but these people where is his opponent, have been knocked down by him.
Steve ran out of the building and drove all the way down the street. He was shocked by the sight around him.
Even the pace can't help slowing down a little.
"Hey, are you dying? Asshole On the road, the driver, startled by Steve's sudden rush out, couldn't help opening the window and swearing.
Steve didn't care about the man. After a pause, he continued to fly down the street. He looked around. It was New York.
It's not New York he knows.
His steps came to Times Square, where the crowd, the sea of people, very prosperous.
Dozens of shopping malls and theaters are gathered here. It is a prosperous entertainment and shopping center. The theater on Broadway, a large number of dazzling neon tube advertisements, and TV style billboards are dazzling.
Times Square in Steve's memory is not like this at all. Although everything in front of him is prosperous and lively, he feels incomparably strange.
Steve's steps stopped, and there was a very complicated look in his eyes, confusion, joy and regret.
He has roughly understood his situation. Everything here is as prosperous as the future.
He may have slept a lot in the Arctic.
Aegis vehicles also came from all directions, they surrounded Steve, Nick Frey came to him.
"Captain, long time no see." Nick fry said with a smile.
"Are you Frey?" Steve looked at Nick Frey's one eye, searched for memories in his mind, and asked with some uncertainty.
"It's a pleasure that you remember me, captain." Nick fry laughs.
"Is our war over?" Steve asked.
"It's already over." Nick Frey replied, "it's all thanks to you. You smashed the red skull plot. We won the war!"
Steve sighed and said, "in that case, why did you wake me up? The world doesn't need me anymore. I'm just a legend of the past. Let me live forever in the past. "“ No, Captain, you are wrong Nick Frey came up and said, "we always need you because..."
"The world needs more heroes!"
Nick Frey looked very serious. Steve gave a helpless smile and said, "how long have I been sleeping?"
"Seventy years." Nick Frey said.
"Seventy years..." Steve sighed as he looked around at the scene.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing, just missed a date." Steve said with a smile.
"Sorry."
"Nothing. Let's go." Steve said.
"Indeed." Nick Frey looked around at the crowd and nodded.
"Captain, you need to familiarize yourself with the new world. Seventy years of development is still great. "
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"Wow, I really envy the rich people." Natasha looked at the small private plane with only 20 meters in the sky and sighed.
"Hey, babies, do you miss me?" Tony came out of the plane in a suit, sunglasses, and a dog.
"Tony, what are you doing here? We don't have chariot beauties here. "*** Asked some strangely.
"It's nothing. I know things here through some channels. As you know, I haven't got the idea of developing new mark armor recently. I hope you can lend me that huge armor to study. Maybe I can find some inspiration." Tony said very seriously.
"Of course, we were going to let you study it, but this destroyer is a magic prop blessed by Odin. Can you really study it?"*** Asked curiously.
"I'm not sure, but I have to try, don't I? There's still a lot of room for me to go up. " Tony talked about his armor, looking very excited. After all, these armor are his masterpieces, which are regarded as treasures by him.
"By the way, Natasha, I have the armor you want. Can you ask him to give me some of his cell tissue?" Tony's eyes were on Natasha.
Natasha shrugged and said, "talk to your face."
Having said that, countless black fluid emerged on her body, forming a slightly ferocious face. Compared with hatred, the face in front of her was very pleasing to the eye.
Maybe ordinary people will be scared by this face, but they are not ordinary people, just a little surprised by this ferocious face.
"Hello, Tony Stark. This is not the first time we've met." Yang Han said with a smile, his voice was deep and hoarse.
"Indeed, it's just the most formal meeting." Tony had a smile on his face and the etiquette was perfect.
Although he is a prodigal son, it is undeniable that he was born in a plutocracy family. No matter how dissolute he is, he should have good manners.
"I just don't know. What do you want my armor for?" Tony is a little strange. It's reasonable to say that this guy's strength can blow him. He doesn't need his armor at all“ This is a kind of whim, which may enlighten you in the future research and development of armor. " Natasha's body, burst out of countless black fluid, Tony Stark brought armor, all package, devour.
Ten minutes later, Natasha's body was filled with black fluid, slowly wrapped Natasha's body, and changed into Tony Stark's armor, only slightly modified, becoming more fit and more smooth.
"Oh, my God, you still have that ability." Tony's eyes are hot. A little inspiration flashed in his mind. The venom swallowed the armor, and then turned into armor, which gave Tony great inspiration.
(end of this chapter)