Chapter 1143

Steve walked into the church in a daze. This is not the first time he has been here, but he has never been so difficult.

Steve didn't know most of the people who could enter the church. Fortunately, there were several acquaintances, such as several logistics doctors who had made friends with Howard. He also saw Nick Frey, who was blind, rarely put on his military uniform and stood in the shadow inside the gate like a security guard.

"Steve."

Frey sighed and spoke to the captain of the United States, as if he didn't know what to say, but patted him on the arm in comfort.

Black agents and Mr. Wilson are not familiar, only know that he is one of the important sponsors of SSR and logistics, and he is the father and son of Steve.

So he came. Maybe the purpose was not simple, but he came.

"Nick." Steve nodded to him and looked in the direction of the altar, where the huge coffin was placed: "is Peggy here?"

Frey shook his head, and he also looked forward to the crowd: "she needs to go to the White House today to meet the president and attend the ministerial security meeting. She can't walk away."

Steve bit his teeth and just let out a long sigh. He didn't say anything more and went straight ahead.

The coffin is open, convenient for relatives and friends to look at the remains, and Qin wine is standing beside the coffin crying, from time to time picked up a small handkerchief to wipe his eyes and cheeks.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a bald head in a wheelchair was talking to her. Steve couldn't hear what he was saying. He could only see the man pushing the wheelchair to the coffin and reluctantly looked at it. The expression on his face became very strange.

Then he left the altar and went back to a corner without saying a word. Beside him, there was a middle-aged man with silver hair. His face was very serious, and he was wearing a dark red jacket. He looked very dusty.

As the front line is getting shorter and shorter, it's Steve's turn. At this time, Xiao Wang and secret guest are holding the gin. She seems to be crying and can't stand still.

Steve didn't know how to open his mouth. He just wiped his palm on his pants and whispered, "I'm coming."

Qin wine looked up at him, showing a bitter smile: "it's good to come."

"What is the matter? Why is it so sudden? " Steve was pulled to the coffin by the gin and saw a half burnt corpse in the coffin, wearing a stiff suit, lying among the flowers.

A large picture of Slade's head is nailed to the body's face with several staples.

He finally understood why his bald face was strange. It was too much to put a picture on his face. But even so, his heart was filled with grief, and he didn't care about the details.

While wiping tears, Qin Jiu said out of breath: "last night, he went out alone and said that he wanted to visit you where you live and brought you your favorite hamburger. However, he had a car accident because of heart disease on the road. When the fire brigade arrived, it was very difficult to snatch his body from the wreckage of the burning vehicle...

this is the right time for Xiao Wang Hand over a kraft paper bag. This paper bag has traces of fire and powder caused by fire extinguishing agent. It is a common Wilson fast food with black and yellow w logo on it.

Steve reached into the paper bag with shaking hands and took out a hamburger wrapped in colored paper. By this time, the bread was cold, and the meat stuffing inside also ran out of grease, leaving a piece of wet on the paper.

All this reminds Steve of the past. He and Bucky went to the wharf to look for a job. They ate and took them home. They were minced beef and fried in oil. This is the most familiar food for him.

Even so many years later, he often went to eat it, thinking of the days with Bucky and the carefree days when he was a child.

And as the memories filled, Slade's face constantly came to his mind. He took them out to dinner, took them to the amusement park, and taught them a lot of truth.

During World War II, he even flew through the German blockade to visit himself, and helped himself in various ways after the war.

But now, he died on the way to give himself a hamburger, and his body was burned like this...

even if the gin didn't say anything to blame, Steve would never forgive himself. He held a bag of hamburgers to his chest and cried bitterly. He knelt down beside the coffin and reached out to grab the hand of the corpse.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have missed you for such a long time. Godfather, I'm the blame..."

he hung on the side of the coffin like mud. He wanted to jump into the coffin and replace the godfather himself, crying soundlessly.

Holloway, who was talking to the priest, came to help him: "Steve, cheer up. He has been suffering from various senile diseases, but he didn't tell you. His departure is a great loss to us. He sponsored my hospital to help the poor without medical insurance. He set up a public welfare fund to save thousands of people. He is a good man

Not to mention it, Steve recalled that in the great depression, half of New York City was survived by Slade. He was regarded as a saint by many people."Woo!" Steve choked as he grabbed the body's arm and refused to let go.

At this time, Howard appeared at Steve's side and stood him up with Holloway from left to right. He said, "don't delay too long. He was very punctual in his life. One of his will is to go to the earth as soon as possible."

"No, let me get along with him a little longer, it's all my fault!" Steve and Holloway couldn't spend a whole day on them.

Howard and Holloway exchanged a look, and they dragged Steve out. Holloway stood in the doctor's point of view and said, "the body is seriously damaged, and even the mortician can't repair it. If it's not buried in the ground, I'm afraid it will stink...

Steve:" woo! "

Howard also advised: "yes, there are so many people waiting to worship and offer flowers. Even if you keep the coffin, Slade will not survive. In his own words, it will be dead."

Steve: "Wow

He didn't care what they were talking about, just staring at the pictures on the faces of the corpses in the coffin. They dragged him away two steps. As soon as he made an effort, he rushed back to the side of the coffin.

Like a seesaw, the three played the trick of filial son's unwillingness to believe the reality at the coffin, and representatives from all walks of life who participated in the memorial ceremony were moved to tears.

However, the charred corpse, which was held by Steve with a hand, could not stand such a toss? The tramp's body from Holloway hospital had no x-metal skeleton, so under the wrestling of both sides, with a clear sound...

the arm was broken.

The charred forearm came out of the sleeve of the suit, and Steve held it in his hand. The black bone and flesh were separated, and the icy scorched skin hung over Steve's arm.

All of them were stupefied, and the priest not far away was wide eyed. He had never seen a family member who would remove the arm of the deceased.

Howard and Holloway instantly let Steve go, as if subconsciously keeping a distance from him.

Steve looked at the broken arm in his hand, and looked at the frightened Qin Jiu people. His heart, which was filled with shame and sadness, was even worse. He immediately felt that his eyes were dark and he fainted.

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