Steve·Roger Si Gang and Falcon Sam·Wilson revolve around Washington Monument ran and threw him around for more than ten times. The tight white T-shirt he wore was soaked with sweat. The sweat was flowing down, revealing his strong chest muscles and perfect back muscle lines. He was very sexy. There was a lot of sweat dripping on his forehead and face.
He stepped up the stairs without heavy steps. Although he was covered in sweat, he had already been baptized by Super-Soldier Serum, and his recovery ability was much better than that of ordinary people. He walked slowly up the stairs. When he returned home, his fatigue had subsided, and the only thing left was sweat sticking to his body, which made him want to take a bath.
Steve·Roger Si was walking on the stairs home. His residence was found for him by S.H.I.E.L.D., not far from Washington Monument, the location is quiet, with beautiful greenery, and there are parks and lakes not far away. He had previously arranged for Sharon Carter, the niece of his old lover Peggy Carter, to be his neighbor to protect him.
Later, Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D. broke out, and after he learned the true identity of this neighbor, Sharon Carter stopped being his neighbor.
Later, after Peggy Carter died, Steve Roger carried the coffin for Peggy Carter. At that time, the two of them almost became familiar with each other and talked about Peggy Carter together.
If nothing unexpected happens, Steve·Roger and Sharon Carter will gradually warm up their relationship and may achieve a good relationship. However, as Steve·Roger Si becomes increasingly busy with Avengers's affairs, and The relationship between Sharon Carter and Sharon Carter was not too close. At most, they met and said hello occasionally to S.H.I.E.L.D.. Their relationship was heating up and then fading, and they did not go too far to talk to Sharon Carter, the niece of her old lover, Peggy Carter.
Steve·Roger's mind was filled with thoughts of Paige Carter, Sharon Carter, and recently, Avengers, faced with the mysterious fluctuations in his mind, his thoughts were all over the place, and he couldn't figure it out.
When he was about to go up the stairs to the door of his apartment, a postman wearing a green hat and green postman uniform stood upright by his door. When he saw him coming back, he smiled slightly, took out the document bag from his satchel, and said:
"Steve·Mr. Rogers, I have your email, please sign for it."
The postman handed over the document bag, receipt, and a ballpoint pen.
Steve·Roger Si feels a little strange.
Steve·Mr. Rogers!
Ever since he woke up after being frozen, he had never heard anyone directly call his full name, adding the word "sir".
Generally, those who are familiar with him call him Steve, or the captain, Captain America.
Even the strangers they met outside would exclaim and call themselves Captain America when they saw me.
So calling yourself by your full name makes Steve feel weird.
It seems that... this postman does not know that he is Captain America, and he is not excited at all.
However, Steve·Roger Si did not feel surprised. Now He-El's reputation has already surpassed his own. It is normal for him not to recognize himself.
Steve·Roger Si is also happy to face someone who doesn't know him.
"Sorry, my hand..." Facing the handed document bag, receipt receipt and ballpoint pen, Steve·Roger planned to reach out and take the pen to sign directly.
But seeing that his hand was full of sweat, he stopped reaching for the ballpoint pen, feeling quite apologetic.
"It's okay." The postman said with a smile.
"Wait for me." Steve·Roger Si still did not sign for the receipt directly. Instead, he quickly took out the key, opened the door, entered the apartment, ran to the bathroom to wash his hands and dry his hands, then returned to the door, took the document bag, receipt receipt, ballpoint pen, and signed his name on the receipt receipt.
Seeing the postman take back the receipt receipt and ballpoint pen, go down the stairs, and disappear from sight, Steve·Roger Si then picked up the document bag with a strange look on his face.
Just signing for a document bag is nothing to be surprised about.
The strange thing is, did anyone send him a document package?
His social network is not wide, and you can contact him at any time, so there is no need to go out of your way to send him by mail, right?
Steve·Roger With strange doubts, Si closed the door and walked to the sofa in the living room. He opened the document bag, took out the envelope, unfolded the letter, and read it. His pupils suddenly dilated, and he stopped in front of the sofa in shock.
"Steve, I am Nick. When you read this letter, it proves that I am dead.
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The only comrade I can trust is you."
Bruce·Banner walked out of the S.H.I.E.L.D. building, yawned and got into a special car driving towards the Washington city.
He looked tired, with thick dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes were almost squinted. He arbitrarily tore off two buttons on the top of his suit, vaguely revealing his slightly fat and hairy chest. The breath in his mouth smelled like Brazil coffee.
In recent days, he has been working day and night to use the Mind Scepter frequency data previously provided by He-El to create a new type of machine for receiving spiritual frequencies, constantly calibrating and adjusting it, with the intention of finding the source of the last spiritual detection on the entire earth.
The result is still no clues or effects at all.
But there is no problem. He has already built a new machine for receiving psychic frequencies. As long as he waits for the next appearance of the soul-searching detection frequency, he can determine the location of its source. Avengers can directly kill it and destroy the conspiracy completely.
For this reason, he drank coffee to wake him up for several days in a row. He worked hard every day and night, and was very tired.
But even so, he didn't really want to sleep in S.H.I.E.L.D..
It always feels like sleeping at S.H.I.E.L.D. is still like working. Sometimes he dreams about working at S.H.I.E.L.D.. He is really tired and just wants to go home and have a good rest.
Sitting in the special car, he fell asleep directly as he sat. It wasn't until he arrived at the apartment he bought that he was woken up by the agent driver.
Bruce·Banner woke up even more tired, feeling as if his eyelids were being sewn shut. He squinted his eyes, thanked the driver, and continued to yawn and stagger towards his home.
When I walked to my door, I didn't even notice there was a postman next to me.
"Mr. Bruce·Banner, Mr. Bruce·Banner, I have your email, please sign for it." Wearing a green hat, The postman in green postman clothes called out Bruce·Banner twice, and only then did Bruce·Banner realize that there was someone beside him.
"Ah? Ah! Oh." Bruce·Banner took the document bag, receipt receipt and ballpoint pen without any thought. He scrawled his name under the receipt receipt with a ballpoint pen and handed it back to the postman.
The postman looked at Bruce·Banner with a worried look, and couldn't help but said, "Mr. Bruce·Banner, please look at the document bag carefully as soon as possible."
"Yeah, okay, I understand." Bruce·Banner was extremely sleepy and responded vaguely. The postman watched Bruce·Banner close the door and disappear in front of his eyes.
Bruce·Banner As soon as he entered the house, he closed his eyes, followed the familiar path, walked to the bed, and lay down directly. The document bag was thrown away and fell under the bed.
It was not until 8 hours later that Bruce·Banner was awakened by the ringing of the phone. After regaining some energy, Bruce·Banner took out his mobile phone and was shocked to find that it was the postman from yesterday who actually called to remind him to look at the document bag.
Bruce·Banner found the document bag from under the bed in confusion, opened the envelope in the document bag and looked at it, his bloodshot eyes staring in shock.
"Dr. Banner, I am Nick. When you read this letter, it proves that I am dead.
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The only wisdom and force I can trust is you."