Urged on by the others, Su Ming stopped keeping them in suspense and gave Wanda a look:
"You tell them."
Wanda looked at Tony across from her, a trace of hatred showing in her eyes.
Scenes from the past flashed before her eyes. Yet this guy still looked completely innocent.
Her breathing gradually quickened.
Pietro gently patted his sister's back and said softly:
"I'll do it...
We were only ten that year...
They injected us with different things every day, hundreds of shots in all...
One companion after another died in agony.
Yet we survived. We couldn't even tell whether it was a blessing or a curse.
We only hoped that hellish life would end sooner...
Until that scepter emitted a blinding light."
As Pietro spoke, a tragic scene of a shattered family gradually formed in everyone's minds.
They could not help but feel a little sympathy for the twins before them.
Even food-loving Thor was drawn into the tragic story, his chopsticks remaining still in his hand for a long time.
Natasha's gaze showed understanding. She had long guessed the twins' backgrounds.
But she had not expected Hydra's later experiments on them to be so utterly inhumane.
They had not treated them as human at all.
Kind-hearted Dr. Banner wore a mournful expression.
Steve, filled with righteous indignation, was furious at the war and Hydra's ambitions.
He finally understood the two young people's position.
He no longer held it against them for attacking him.
Clint, on the other end of the communicator, also drifted off in thought as the story unfolded.
He missed his wife and children back home.
Tony, meanwhile, gradually lost his flippant demeanor and fell into thought.
The fist on the table clenched and relaxed from time to time.
"That's it. That's our story...