Chapter 667 Why is a man beating a centenarian

   "Oh, got the shield! Guess if he can fight back?"

   "Blind people can see it! A mark as big as the sky is flying a hundred!"

   "Wait, why are you here? And why are you eating in the situation room?"

  Looking at Peggy Carter, who was holding the coffee and puffs and treating the situation room as his home, Fisher was a little confused. Shouldn't he fly down to save her husband?

   "Where else can I be if I'm not here?" Peggy Carter rolled his eyes, then looked at Nick Fury who was boiling the hot pot on the rear command seat, the meaning was very clear.

  The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!

  Thinking of this, Fisher picked up his own bowl and picked a large piece of good beef from the pot.

  Although the regulations clearly stipulate that fighting in the briefing room is not allowed, it seems that there is no prohibition on eating hot pot in the situation room.

   "Add this to the new regulations next month!"

  "Are you not worried about Steve? What if Stark kills him?"

  "I believe in Stark, just as I believe in his father. Besides, Steve is really in a mess. It's better to let Stark break his legs and stay at home for the rest of his life!"

   "Hiss!"

At this moment, Fisher has realized what is the most poisonous woman’s heart. Didn’t you think Steve kissed the little blond secretary back then, and almost did a lot of fire? I didn’t expect Carter to hate him for so many years. I thought that Steve would be able to After a happy time when someone was fed, Fisher couldn't help but eat another big bite of beef.

   "This pot bottom is awesome!"

  The hot pot in the sky is boiling hot, and the unlimited boxing competition on the ground is also fierce. After getting its own shield, the beauty team seems to have got some kind of buff bonus, turning around and playing with Stark.

  Since the opponent took the weapon, Stark was no longer polite.

  With a loud noise in the sky, a giant tens of meters high hit the ground heavily, and the snowflakes aroused by the shock wave flew out, pressing the Winter Soldier lying on the ground slowly.

"This……"

  Looking at the behemoth standing on the snowy field, the US team only felt bitter.

  But he still clenched the shield, if he is destined to die here today, then he will fight to the last moment.

So Captain America rushed up, and Captain America was kicked out. Stark’s own big baby didn’t want the war machine that came down from Fisher’s assembly line. He only cared about Pishi’s ability to perform well, and every piece of armor was good. Condensing his efforts, the hand-polished boutique goods are also particularly sensitive to action. This kick is directly used for the US team to go out dozens of meters away, and then he shifts his eyes, and the heavy mecha cannon is aimed at the barbarian, which is not far away. To open fire, the shield thrown by the US team banged against the muzzle with a bang.

The gyroscope of the mecha automatically trims the muzzle. When the computer is ready to fire for the second time, the US team usually swoops in like a cheetah again, holding the shield as a ladder, and jumping on the thigh of the mecha, and the shield is stuck. In the gap of the mecha, and then climbed, and so on, and soon the US team climbed to the abdomen of Mark 100, only a few meters away from Stark's cockpit.

"Start the electronic warfare smoke screen, recharge the armor, and clean up the pollution!" Stark, sitting in the cockpit, looked at the American team that was climbing hard and started the self-defense procedure of the mecha without hesitation. Of course, this is the most basic. Yes, like the more lethal near-blast grenades and laser cutters, he has no intention of starting them.

  The smoke screen flashing arcs spread along the mecha, and the armor that the US team was attached to also burst into a crackling arc at the same time. The US team who had no way to start could only fall back to the ground holding the shield.

The US team that had just landed hadn’t raised its head, and a large shadow came again with the whirring wind. The huge fist that had not opened the power field once again knocked the Captain America into the air, knocking him high and heavy. fall.

  The shield jingled and got out of the distance, this time the US team really couldn't get up.

Even a super soldier can't hold the violent five whips of a huge mecha, ah no, it's five punches, several ribs broken, multiple fractures, this kind of injury can't move ordinary people, but the US team It's really good to be able to lie on the ground and struggle hard.

  I found out that the US team still wanted to touch the shield to counterattack. I just felt that Stark, who was constantly rushing to his head, couldn’t control it anymore. You used the shield made by my father to protect the murderer who killed him and charged me crazy?

   Die to the Lord!

  The huge steel soles slowly lifted up, as if they were about to bury Steve completely, but a figure broke into the middle of the two, it was the one who was missing an arm.

   "Enough, I said enough!"

  Having tried his best, Barnes stood up as much as possible and looked up at Stark who had just been up.

  "This is my mistake. I will bear it. No matter what the result is, I am willing to take responsibility. I'm sorry!"

  After finishing the last sentence, the Winter Soldier kneeled down on his knees as if he was fate, and his forehead was heavily knocked on the cold ground. The blood flowed down the wound and combined with the glittering snowflakes to form blood-red ice crystals.

  After standing still for more than ten seconds, Mark 100’s big foot lifted up again, and then stepped heavily on it. A shock wave centered on the falling point blew up the snowflakes on the ground again, concealing the US team’s sight.

  The US team, who thought it would be completely gone, collapsed on the ground, staring straight into the sky, and there was one less contemporaneous person in this world!

  As the snow wave subsided, the US team heard the hatch of the mecha open, followed by the sound of an object falling on the ground and the puffy sound of fists hitting the human body.

In the end, Stark still didn’t get his feet. Although a large part of the reason was due to the US team, he knew in his heart that this matter is the same for everyone. Being captured, reformed, and brainwashed is the same. For Barnes, he was also a victim. If you want to blame, blame Hydra!

Of course, even though he knows that Bark is innocent, it does not mean that Stark will forgive him. After hitting Barnes completely with heavy punches, Stark loosened the opponent's collar, got up, and walked to Steve's side. Shield.

  "This is my father's thing. You don't deserve to have him anymore. Besides, that guy, I will stare at him tightly. As long as he dares to make a little mistake, I will break him into pieces!"

  Let’s talk, Stark picked up the shield and turned and left. Behind him was a messy snowfield and two figures lying on the ground.

   "Stark!"

  Looking at the farther and farther shadow, the US team shouted.

   "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

  "Go and tell my father about this!"

  　 It will be updated today, and there will be something to do tomorrow morning. If you go home early in the afternoon, there will be three shifts, and if it’s late, three shifts the day after tomorrow

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)