"Captain America, Ms. Marvel Jessica, and two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents."
Iron Man wasn't there? Shangqi found it even stranger. Could these people really defeat Xu Wenwu?
Though his relationship with his father was somewhat distant, he knew full well that this millennia-old martial artist's strength was unfathomable.
If the Avengers had deployed in full force, that would have been one thing. But with just these few people, it wasn't that Shangqi looked down on them—it would be difficult for them even to seriously wound Xu Wenwu.
"We also find this matter suspicious. Those foreigners are no match for the Old Master, so there must be more to it!"
"Even if that group didn't kill the Old Master themselves, they must be connected to his death. We tracked them all the way to America, but the situation there has changed, and the political climate is sensitive. Those foreigners are difficult to approach."
"However, we found people connected to them in other countries."
A warrior stepped forward and placed a photograph on the table before Shangqi.
The photo showed a stern man with shoulder-length hair. His left arm was made of steel.
It was none other than the Winter Soldier, James Buchanan Barnes!
Trading and Sniping
Wakanda's border, jungle territory.
The Winter Soldier, Bucky Barnes, lay motionless in the grass, black camouflage paint smeared over his eyelids and a mask covering his mouth, like a corpse.
In front of him lay a Barrett M82 sniper rifle. His right eye pressed to the scope as he tracked a distant target with slight movements.
An earpiece was tucked into his ear, and a voice was coming through it.
"Mr. Ward, I recently heard some very interesting news from America..."
In the distance, two men were talking where two jeeps had met.
The man who had