Chapter 31 The Captain's Revenge
The effect of this Evil Aura is to increase movement speed and stamina recovery by 50%, it's clearly meant for combat!
What does it have to do with kidney tonics?
Wait!
Combat!
Who says combat on a Simmons isn't combat?
That's right! It is indeed combat!
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Opening the HYDRA asset list, Steve, who was initially overjoyed, frowned after reading it.
As he remembered, HYDRA assets were spread all over the World, with many strongholds and mines even in Africa.
But none of it was his!
HYDRA had many internal factions, and each high-ranking member represented their own faction, holding immense power, vast armies, and countless assets!
This had nothing to do with Steve; even if he was the leader, they would follow orders but not his commands!
Not to mention whether they would even acknowledge him was another question!
Pierce was also right; he only controlled the S.H.I.E.L.D.faction.
However, in the United States, there were at least three other factions, with complex relationships on Wall Street, among financial groups, in the House of Representatives, the Council, and the Military, etc.
Rubbing his head, Steve felt a headache coming on.
He wanted to slack off, but now it seemed this 'fish' was a bit too big!
"Leader, Congressman Wickman, the initiator of this matter, is backed by Gorgon, which is why I said it's tricky. They've always wanted to extend their reach into S.H.I.E.L.D., and now this is their chance!"
Pierce reported truthfully; since Steve was the leader, it was only right for him to handle it.
No wonder Wickman, after losing his wife and son, was so intent on prosecuting Steve without seeking the real culprit behind the scenes; it turned out his true intentions lay elsewhere!
After organizing his thoughts, Steve closed his eyes to rest, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table.
"Everything will proceed as before. I will handle Wickman. Also, call Rumlow and Sitwell over. Oh, and is Stern one of ours or Gorgon's?"
"Alright, Stern is Gorgon's man, but he's always cooperated with us." Pierce was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Captain America to see through two of his most capable subordinates. Did he know about his arrangements?
Stern was the one in Iron Man 2 who demanded a hearing to declare war on Tony, and he also appeared in Captain America 2.
"I understand. Call those two over. You go contact Sterntonight and arrange for a trusted person to replace Wickman.
After seventy years of slumber, they don't know of my existence. Heh heh, very good, then I'll play with them. Pierce, do a good job, I will trample them underfoot. You are someone I trust."
Pierce, being an old fox, appeared tearfully grateful on the surface, but what he was truly thinking remained unknown.
For now, it was temporary loyalty.
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That evening, Congressman Wickman left the hotel looking pleased with himself.
He had just contacted many people, and they all agreed to continue their efforts and to hold a hearing tomorrow against Captain America, accusing him of disregarding human life.
To prevent Captain America's reputation from being damaged, S.H.I.E.L.D. would inevitably have to make some concessions, giving up some actual positions.
Although the Gorgon faction controlled the Council, they lacked Military power, which made them uneasy.
Embracing an alluring woman as he got into the car, Wickman showed no sign of grief over his deceased wife; this was clearly a joyous occasion of promotion, wealth, and a dead wife!
As for his son? If he died, he died; just have another one.
With so many women, why worry about not having children?
On the inevitable route home, they had to pass through a small grove of trees.
Crossbones and his men were lying in wait here, and a car had already been placed on the road to block it.
Many in S.H.I.E.L.D. admired and respected Captain America. Just that afternoon, the Captain had called all the special forces teams and told them to attack him all at once, saying it was for combat training.
As a result, he, bare-handed, managed to knock out two hundred special forces Agents.
Even Crossbones and the others couldn't get past his second move!
Even before learning Martial Arts, Captain America could fight twenty men in a cramped elevator.
And now, on the training ground, at full power, he swept through two hundred!
Tarot Martial Arts combined with Tarot Qi Gong, this combination was already impressive in the movies.
Now, a Super Soldier who knows Tarot Martial Arts? That can only be described as a dimensional strike!
After being beaten, Crossbones and other HYDRAinfiltrators were even received by the Captain, who said, "Hail HYDRA."
They were all stunned, followed by smiles they couldn't suppress.
Invincible! The Captain is our leader!
Who would have thought! That Captain, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, was also HYDRA!
With Pierce's endorsement, Steve could naturally summon these HYDRA Agents to work for him.
On the road, Wickman felt a little hot, and with the woman's perfume, he was already eager to go back and have a 'three hundred rounds' battle with her!
Screech!
The car braked suddenly, causing Wickman, who was unprepared, to hit the seat directly, a large lump rising on his head.
He roared furiously, "F*ck you! What are you doing!"
"Boss, there's a dump truck blocking the road ahead!" The driver pointed forward and said.
Wickman felt an inexplicable fear, and he was about to get out of the car.
The car door was violently ripped open, and a hand grabbed him and threw him out.
Then Agents followed, tying him up, and stuffing a smelly sock in his mouth to prevent him from screaming.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
They shot the driver, the bodyguards, and the high-class prostitute, then followed up with more shots, pulling the trigger at their hearts to ensure they were truly dead.
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An hour later, at a secret Base.
Wearing a mask and a pitch-black combat suit, Steveappeared before the bound Congressman Wickman.
Smack!
A slap directly woke him up, while Steve stood to the side, nodding to Rumlow.
They were all wearing masks; this was a ploy to pretend to be robbers.
Who cares if you have real pockmarks or are just pretending with a nine-of-bamboo mask?
"Who are you! What do you want! I am a Senator! How dare you treat me like this!"
Wickman roared, feigning ferocity to hide his inner fear. His first thought was that Pierce was behind this; otherwise, who else could bypass surveillance and take someone away!
Smack!
Another slap landed, and this time Wickman lost two teeth.
The slap made his right cheek swell up, looking no different from fermented bread.
Crossbones handed over a manuscript, his voice distorted by a voice changer, "Read this carefully, recite it word for word. Do it well, and you get a chicken leg; do it poorly, and you continue to suffer!"
Wickman's head was ringing from the beating. Earlier, he had been in high spirits, wishing he could smash Captain America to death, but now?
It hadn't even been two days, and he was caught!
Looking at the contents of the paper, Wickman's vision went black. He stammered, looking at Crossbones, "If I say this, I'll die!"
"If you don't say it, you die now! Played to death by us!"
Crossbones clapped his hands, and several muscular men, wearing only briefs, walked out. Did they resemble the two main actors of philosophical wrestling?
Chapter 32 is about Crossbones kidnapping, what does it have to do with Captain America?
The content was simple: he helped Speaker Nancy send people to impersonate the Ten Rings Gang to attack Captain America, pinning the blame on the Ten Rings Gang.
The Ten Rings Gang kidnapped him to expose the truth and clear their name.
If the Speaker did not agree, then he would reveal evidence of the Speaker's involvement in charity fund embezzlement and her plan to use Captain America's issue to cover up her subordinates' attack on civilians.
To redeem him this time, in addition to a public apology, a billion dollars in compensation for reputational damage was required!
Speaker Nancy was Gorgon's right-hand man, managing the Council. Now, with such an incident exposed, and involving charity, even if she proved her innocence, she would certainly face immense difficulties in the future.
Either she would gracefully step down and resign, or she would face a reckoning later.
If she didn't do it gracefully, there were plenty of people who would help her do it.
Wickman understood that whether this incident was true or not, once the blame was placed, it would become true even if it wasn't.
Even if the Ten Rings Gang let him go, he would surely be killed by the Speaker and her team if he returned.
If that were the case, since he was going to die anyway, he might as well die right here!
However, the Ten Rings Gang planned to recruit him, offering him 200 million U.S. dollars after the matter was settled. If successful, and he didn't want to join the Ten Rings Gang, they could help him defect to Russia.
As a persecuted politician and a Senator, he would receive preferential treatment in Russia, and with 200 million U.S. dollars, his future life would be secure!
Wickman's expression was still struggling; once he defected, he would truly be doomed!
However, it wasn't without any options; as long as he was alive, he could still make a comeback in Russia.
A countdown bomb was placed behind him, and besides that, there were photos of his family and information about his illegitimate child.
Seeing that all his secrets had been thoroughly investigated, even the illegitimate child he had always hidden was exposed.
Wickman compromised. It was a choice between bravely facing death or creating an opportunity for a comeback, depending on what he chose.
Power on, recording started.
"Speaker Nancy, I have been kidnapped by the Ten Rings Gang. The crime of having your people impersonate the Ten Rings Gang to carry out a massacre in the suburbs of New York has greatly displeased them. They did not do it but were slandered.
I hope you can clear their name. If you don't, I will make public the evidence of the Miami Charity Foundation's corruption and its collusion with Middle East Terrorists to embezzle military funds.
Furthermore, you must pay one billion U.S. dollars as compensation for damages. Please think carefully."
After Wickman finished speaking, his hands began to tremble. His expression was filled with immense grief and indignation. It had nothing to do with him, yet he was in this situation. Could he still stay in politics in the future?
He never mentioned Captain America's matter from beginning to end, which also indirectly showed that it had nothing to do with Captain America.
As for the subsequent developments, they were guided to other areas.
With this matter exposed, who would still care about the hearing targeting Captain America?
If one's own mess, bad deeds, and dirty business aren't cleaned up, how can one have the mood to deal with others?
If the plan succeeded, at least they could install their own people in the Council. If not, they could stir up the Water; in any case, there would certainly be several vacant positions, which would inevitably lead to a struggle.
Seeing Wickman's grief-stricken appearance, Crossbonesturned off the camera, walked over, and patted his shoulder, "Very good, you did very well, your expression was spot on. Alright, I'll add a chicken drumstick for you tonight!"
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The next day.
While Steve was still fast asleep, Pepper had already gotten up to pick up the high heels scattered on the floor and the torn stockings.
Her ten slender, fair toes, still with tooth marks, stepped on the floor. After putting on an apron, she went to the kitchen to make breakfast for her beloved boyfriend.
A call came in.
"Captain, there's a reply from their side. They said they can make the trade," Crossbones' voice carried a hint of excitement.
Although they had joined HYDRA, their lives were not good and they were struggling financially.
Captain America had promised that once they got the money, he would give them bonuses!
With a capable leader and money paving the way, recruiting HYDRA members would be incredibly easy.
Pierce also couldn't openly embezzle; he always made money in secret. However, all the channels for making money were occupied by other departments or other factions, making it difficult for them to act.
They only acquired the Winter Soldier not long ago; if it weren't for a stroke of luck, they wouldn't have had anyone capable.
As a childhood friend, a person from the last century, Steve wasn't as enthusiastically concerned about the Winter Soldier. He just wanted to slack off now.
If it weren't for making money, feeding his subordinates, and making them work hard, how could he slack off with peace of mind?
Sure enough, Crossbones had to do these dirty and tiring tasks. As the boss, he only needed to supervise; otherwise, how would he have time to come back and satisfy Pepper!
Women needed to be satisfied so they wouldn't overthink things.
"Got it. Have Sitwell get the intelligence clear, don't let anyone set a trap. If it's done well, we'll celebrate tonight."
"Yes, Captain!" Crossbones now admired Captain America immensely; his exquisite kung fu had truly physically subdued them!
If they weren't on the same side, he would at most be a little impressed.
But now he was their leader, so it wasn't just admiration, but worship and fanaticism.
Thanks to HYDRA's propaganda and brainwashing, as long as they were on the same side and had acknowledged him as their master, they would be wholeheartedly devoted.
Without being in charge of an organization, one truly wouldn't know how expensive daily necessities were.
After waking up slightly, Steve sat up and rubbed his head. "That old man Pierce can't be trusted; I need to find someone trustworthy. Hmm, I need to find time to scout for candidates."
He wouldn't consider men; he didn't have many means of control. He also didn't want to get involved in infighting. Plus, with the characteristic of soulmates, women were very suitable!
Alright, he wasn't intentionally building a harem; it was simply unavoidable.
Wait, Agent, meticulous in thought.
Steve seemed to have thought of a candidate, right by his side!
Sharon Carter!
At this time, although Sharon was still a novice, she had already become the director of the Liaison Department. Connections were one aspect, but ability was also another.
"What if I let Sharon help me handle HYDRA's internal affairs?" Steve stroked his chin, considering the pros and cons.
There was no need to worry about loyalty because of the soulmate issue. Plus, as long as she was regularly satisfied, there would fundamentally be no problems.
Her ability was also good, with Peggy's guidance and her own excellent talent. She only needed to be placed in the right position, and she could easily achieve results.
Just like Pepper, she was initially just Tony's secretary. Now, less than half a month after joining Stark Industries, she could skillfully handle business and had even built her own team.
As a good husband, how could he let his wife be idle at home!
It's decided then! Sharon!
"Husband, breakfast is ready! I also have to go to work!" Pepper leaned against the bedroom door, smiling. Her beautiful, charming face, after being nourished, carried an astonishing allure!
"What breakfast? Of course, I'm eating you!" Steve said, then pulled Pepper into the room, casually closing the door.
Chapter 33 Paving the way for your girlfriend so that you can slack off
When Nancy woke up and her subordinates delivered the videotape to her, she was completely stunned!
Looking at the contents of the videotape, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood!
"Slander! Pure slander! When did I ever look for anyone from the Ten Rings Gang!" Nancy cursed furiously, no longer caring about infiltrating S.H.I.E.L.D.!
He knew the slander was false.
But he was truly involved in the charity foundation's embezzlement and the Middle East Terrorists' affairs!
When the second videotape arrived, the evidence inside made Nancy's face pale. Not only were there files, but also videos of his instructions!
This must have been stolen!
And that person was Wickman! He was the one who gave the orders at the time, and with such close-up shots, who else but him would have secretly kept this evidence?
As long as there is evidence, S.H.I.E.L.D. has a way to collect it.
HYDRA Agents don't joke around. Even if there's nothing, they can fabricate it!
Just as he used Captain America to blow things up, he would return the favor!
Nancy smashed many antique vases. "Good, good, good, Wickman! You just wait!"
He picked up a spare phone, found a number, and dialed it.
"What's the matter?" A cold, tired voice came from the other end.
"My Lord, Wickman betrayed us, and Terrorists from the Ten Rings Gang kidnapped him, demanding a billion dollars in compensation!"
Nancy reported the matter truthfully; he didn't dare to be careless. If he didn't handle it well, his career would be completely over!
An hour later.
Senator Stern arrived at the Villa, while Nancy stood respectfully by his side, serving him.
A Speaker acting as a subordinate to a Senator? That's very unusual. In terms of position, Nancy should be the superior!
But within HYDRA, Stern was his superior.
After watching the video, Stern frowned, unable to see any details from it.
"Prepare the money, 1.5 billion. I'll call someone to deal with these Terrorists."
"My Lord!" Nancy exclaimed.
"Hmph, the stock god of Capitol Hill, can't even come up with that much money?" Stern looked at his subordinate with a hint of sarcasm. He must have made more than a billion!
Using inside information to play the stock market, of course, he made a fortune.
A Council Speaker is a lucrative position, with more real power than a governor. He manipulates major bills: construction, arms, war – which one isn't full of profits?
Nancy had a hard time speaking. He had indeed earned over 2 billion, but that was accumulated over many years.
No one keeps money in the bank; it's all spent. The cash flow simply isn't that much!
The other party demanded cash, not a transfer. Where would he get the money?
"If you don't have money, figure it out yourself. Isn't your wife's family rich? If you can't get it, then go die, don't make me do it!
Do you think I don't pay people to do things? Is 500 million too much to save your life? From beginning to end, I haven't asked for an extra cent from you!
Is your brain a candle, stuck in your butt! Fuck you!"
Stern cursed loudly. If he wasn't worried about being implicated, he wouldn't bother with this mess!
"Yes, My Lord, I will immediately find a way to raise the money. Please give me three days." Nancy also knew the priorities. Money could be earned slowly, but if he lost his position, everything would be gone.
Luxury cars, beautiful women, benefits – all came with status. Without that connection, he was just a dog!
After leaving the Villa, Stern thought for a moment and still called Pierce.
He had no idea that all of this was done by Captain America after taking over Pierce's forces; this was a classic case of a double-cross!
If he knew, he would surely spit blood in anger!
From beginning to end, there was no mention of framing Captain America, just to make them retreat in the face of difficulty.
Since they've even appealed to Pierce, would they still dare to infiltrate?
Since they no longer wanted to infiltrate, they naturally wouldn't hold a hearing.
Solving the current conflict with another conflict, subtly and effectively. Who would have thought that this was all orchestrated by the paragon of justice, Captain America?
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Pepper went to work, and Steve called Sharon over to lay his cards on the table.
Dressed as an urban lady, with a suit vest and trousers, her perfect figure was outlined. She wore eight-centimeter black strappy high heels with sheer black stockings, captivating to the extreme.
This made Steve stare wide-eyed. With the halo effect doubling, his 'sage mode' quickly passed.
"Husband, is something wrong?" Sharon had just finished speaking when Steve locked the bedroom door.
A long, long time later.
Scattered high heels and clothes carelessly tossed on the floor all spoke of the intense battle.
Professional technique, nimble skills, forceful attacks – Steve still had the last laugh.
Sharon, utterly exhausted, with endless charm in her eyes, immediately sobered up after hearing Steve's story.
"Husband, are you planning for me to infiltrate the Council for you?"
The organization HYDRA was not unfamiliar to her, an ex-Agent. Her aunt, Peggy, often told her it was an evil organization and the culprit of World War II.
"Hmm, S.H.I.E.L.D. has been infiltrated, and HYDRA is spread all over the World. The accusations slandering me a few days ago were also initiated by HYDRA.
They have many factions, fighting among themselves. This time, they just used my situation as an excuse to extend their reach into S.H.I.E.L.D."
Steve spoke to himself, having exercised for so long, he reached for a cup to moisten his throat.
Then he told Sharon how he confronted Pierce and how Hill came to his rescue.
Sharon listened, stunned, and after she reacted, her limpid eyes looked at Steve with admiration and adoration. "Husband, you're amazing! You infiltrated so quickly!"
"Hmm, we can't trust anyone. I can't trust anyone but you, Hill, and Potts." Steve wasn't afraid of her getting jealous and openly mentioned his other two girlfriends.
Sure enough, Sharon was only slightly uncomfortable but not jealous. "So, Husband, your plan is for us to each be responsible for a faction? What is your plan, then?"
"To prepare for the future war. Red Skull is not dead; I can be certain. He will inevitably return, and if HYDRA's vast assets are taken over by him, the whole World will suffer.
Rather than letting him take over, it's better for me to take over. Our children will also have security in the future; don't let others benefit!"
Steve dropped a bombshell: children!
He had never controlled contraception; if they conceived, they would have the child. And he always felt this was a dream, but there wouldn't be children in a dream, so having children would make him feel more at ease.
Well, actually, children were just an excuse. The real reason was simply that he didn't like using condoms.
Chapter 34: Plan to Cannibalize Hydra's Branch
With the Fish-Catching System, even if Steve wanted to work seriously, he would feel unmotivated.
He was a workhorse in his last life, so in this life, he must enjoy life.
But life needs daily necessities like firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea; a house requires money, and while he has a car, it's just a motorcycle.
Besides that, he also needs his own connections and trustworthy subordinates. Otherwise, just like this incident, when problems arise, even finding people becomes a hassle.
Finding Hill could certainly suppress it, but it's only a temporary solution.
This crisis passed, but what about the next one? Given the nature of Wickman and his ilk, even if someone falls on the road, they'd ask why you didn't help!
What? You don't agree?
The thing to do is to strike them down in one fell swoop!
Furthermore, Pierce, that old bastard, has compromised for now, but it's hard to guarantee he won't have other ideas.
So Steve must demonstrate thunderous means to suppress this matter and resolve it perfectly!
Killing a chicken to warn the monkeys is also to deter Pierce and make him obedient. Even if his foundation is taken away, he must quietly endure it and not resist.
With his soulmate by his side, he doesn't mind sharing things with Sharon.
This is unavoidable; as a workhorse from before his Crossing, he knew nothing about the art of managing subordinates.
He knew nothing. His previous dealings with Pierce were due to his established reputation and knowing many things Pierce didn't, which allowed him to bluff the other party.
Before Pierce develops any ulterior motives, he must quickly take over S.H.I.E.L.D.; by then, even if Piercerealizes what's happening and wants to go back on his word, he'll find himself already sidelined!
Sharon's pretty face still held a hint of charm, and her graceful, tooth-marked toes playfully wiggled a few times, like a stringed instrument playing music. Her beautiful eyes looked at her man, at his eyes.
The two looked at each other for a full minute, neither speaking.
"Husband, is there anything else you're hiding from me?"
"No, I used to think this World was black and white, but when I truly joined the battlefield and entered the workplace, I realized it wasn't that simple.
I've considered going with the flow, and I've also considered changing the rules by myself. Later, I realized that the so-called rules are actually set by the strong!
If I have enough strength, then I am the rule-maker. Even if the entire World says it's right, I will firmly stand up and say it's wrong.
Wife, if you think I'm a bad person, then you're right. I can't even tell if I'm a good person or a bad person; I only know that I will stick to my original intention!"
Steve looked at Sharon the entire time he spoke, his eyes unblinking, without the slightest hint of guilt. He couldn't be guilty, wouldn't be guilty.
Who is he? A World War II hero who could still awaken from freezing after seventy years of sleep! He is a moral paragon! He is the spiritual leader of the U.S. people!
Sharon didn't speak; she just pulled him into her embrace, one hand gently stroking his hair, "You must have endured a lot of pain, Steve. I am willing to do these things for you; you are my lover. No matter if the whole World opposes you, I will stand firmly behind you, as your haven and support!"
Who said Sharon wasn't skilled in the art of manipulation?
This confession touched Steve so much that his eyes became a little moist. He also wanted to focus on one woman, but the System wouldn't allow it!
And the mission rewards were so enticing!
Considering there would be so many Super Villains and Thanos's invasion in the future, he had to rely on the System to make himself stronger.
If he couldn't win, he would die.
He couldn't gamble on Thanos's 50/50 snap; what if he didn't die but his wife did? Or what if his wife didn't die but he did? That would be unacceptable!
System: Stop pretending, you just want a harem!
"Ding, detecting the host's ambition and predicament, releasing mission: Control the HYDRA S.H.I.E.L.D.branch."
"Control the HYDRA S.H.I.E.L.D. branch: As an Agent, either don't do it, or do it big. Please assist your girlfriend Sharon in becoming the leader of the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch, requiring all covert personnel to accept Sharon's command.
Mission Reward: Host's Super Soldier Serum evolution."
Super Soldier Serum evolution?
Steve was a bit puzzled by this reward. He was already a Super Soldier; how else could he evolve?
The reward was good, and he was quite looking forward to what he would be like after evolving.
However, what was currently before him was controlling the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch, and also assisting Sharon in rising to power.
"Sharon, after we take over the HYDRA branch in a while, let's get married!" Steve was also happy to marry her; she was a great beauty, after all, and he would definitely profit from it.
"Mhm, okay, Husband. Now let's talk about the specific plan; I can give you advice." Sharon smiled charmingly. After their honest communication, she didn't mind the matter of infiltrating HYDRA.
Sharon herself was an anti-hero and a woman who would resort to any means, but her dark turn happened after the Captain America Civil War.
Because she provided Captain America with his confiscated shield and weapons, she became a wanted person in the United States. She lived a difficult life, constantly hiding.
Later, she even supported the Flag-Smashers, a criminal group injected with the Super Soldier Serum, to create chaos, providing information and laundering money as a broker.
She played both sides, achieving a 'two birds with one stone' outcome; even an old fox would give her a thumbs up for that operation.
This was enough to prove Sharon's intelligence, emotional intelligence, and resourcefulness.
Now that their goals were aligned and they were of one mind, it was time to divide tasks. Steve would provide the funds, while Sharon, as his wife, would win over the HYDRA Agents.
The prerequisite was that Steve would first subdue them, and Sharon would help with ideas. She also needed to be transferred to the Council, serving as the Secretary-General's Assistant, then Deputy Secretary-General, and finally Secretary-General.
Step by step, they would erode and sideline. With a Captain as fierce as Steve, who had a formidable record of defeating two hundred opponents, coupled with financial enticement and mental indoctrination through slogans.
Taking over the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch truly wasn't a difficult task.
Without a plan, it would certainly be a step-by-step approach. But now with a plan and a capable helper, the speed would be incredibly fast!
Ultimately, the strong prevail. If Steve truly wanted to take over, he just needed to handle a few more cases to prove his capability, and many people would surrender willingly.
Whose orders to follow? Captain America's reputation was there, making him the naturally better choice.
The two talked for an entire day, and at Sharon's suggestion, Hill was also called over for discussion.
The process of convincing Hill was intense, but fortunately, Steve was a cut above and didn't lose.
With the Evil Aura, even an ice queen like Hill couldn't help but beg for mercy.
As for the bold idea of infiltrating HYDRA and taking it over, Hill was only slightly surprised and stated that she would not tell anyone, including her superior, Fury.
Chapter 35: The gangster eats the gangster, Sharon's power grab begins
Three days later.
With HYDRA Agents, plus S.H.I.E.L.D. resources called upon.
Before Councilman Stern's people could even start tracking, they were eliminated first. Even the one billion U.S. dollars were transported away by truck, disappearing without a trace.
Upon learning that the money had been stolen, the other party had also kept a trick up their sleeve, deliberately leaving one survivor to bring back the newly recorded video.
Bang!
Councilman Stern watched the video, then furiously threw his coffee cup to the ground, shattering it!
"Too much! Those dogs!"
The content of the video was a demand for an additional two billion! Otherwise, they would expose their dark secrets!
Speaker Nancy also shivered. He saw his superior was angry and, suppressing the fear of being abandoned, said, "My Lord, they are clearly treating us like fat sheep!"
Even harvesting leeks knows to wait a while, but the other party doesn't care at all.
They took one billion, and then demanded two billion, endlessly!
"Do they really think we're easy to bully?!" Stern's eyes were extremely displeased, and his fat body trembled along with his anger.
Before, when they asked S.H.I.E.L.D. for help, they were rejected. Not to mention they had been scheming to infiltrate S.H.I.E.L.D. earlier.
They even had the nerve to ask S.H.I.E.L.D. to help resolve the lawsuit against Captain America, which was simply shameless!
It was like an old man going next door to help the mistress fix a water pipe, only for the Master to return. Instead of panicking, he demanded the Master close the door and prepare bath water.
Rejection was to be expected, which led to them sending their own people to work alone.
As if without the S.H.I.E.L.D. Special Forces, other mercenaries couldn't be used!
It was only after receiving the message that the entire team was wiped out, with only one survivor, that they realized.
The strength of these Terrorists was somewhat exaggerated; even the pursuing helicopter was shot down by a Rocket launcher.
If it weren't for pulling strings to suppress it, the Policewould probably have intervened by now.
Once it's on the scale, it's unstoppable!
He knew how many dirty deeds he had. Once exposed, it would not benefit them!
Stern had also suspected whether Pierce was secretly causing trouble; that old bastard had the capability!
Now, he couldn't bother with holding Captain Americaaccountable; it was already an untenable position.
Now, to hand the matter over to S.H.I.E.L.D. for internal resolution, he had to set conditions.
"Go, hold a press conference. Say that Wickman's wife died, and he blamed Captain America, and he should apologize to Captain America."
Stern knew very well that to negotiate, they first had to clear Captain America's name. This was a show of sincerity and a meeting gift.
He had no idea that this was all planned by Captain America himself.
At this time, Captain America had already gathered people at Pierce's secret underground laboratory, which was also where Bucky, the Winter Soldier, was frozen.
Steve, with Sharon, took money from a box and distributed it to them one by one.
The Agents were neatly lined up, with a glass of champagne beside them.
Their attire was varied: there were Special Forces, administrative clerks, Police, scientists, gang leaders, chefs, etc., representing their respective professions.
"Starting today, I will assume the position of leader. Follow me, and you will live a life of luxury, guaranteed not to worry about living expenses.
S.H.I.E.L.D. is just the beginning; our goal is to control the entire World.
Cut off one head, and two more shall take its place.
Hail HYDRA!"
Steve raised his glass high.
"Hail HYDRA!"
Everyone also raised their hands high, their expressions solemn, their eyes filled with fanaticism. Having a legendary figure lead them was a source of stability and confidence!
Sharon's heart surged with emotion. No need for flowery language; just seeing the fanaticism of these people was enough.
Steve looked at Pierce, signaling him to speak.
Pierce's heart also surged, but as an old fox, he had not yet submitted. As an old bastard, he would not easily give up his power.
"From now on, Captain America is our leader. We must all obey the leader."
Everyone's expressions remained unchanged, as if they had known this all along.
Steve took a sip of champagne, "Sharon is my wife. Her words are my words. What she orders is my will, do you understand?!"
"Understood!"
Everyone shouted loudly.
"I can't hear you, haven't eaten, louder!"
"Understood!" This time, the roar almost shook dust and debris from the building.
Sharon smiled and took over command. She began to release a plan targeting Wickman, Nancy, and others.
"Someone slandered the leader. The leader cannot be slandered. We must fight back. Now, I will arrange the operation."
--
The next day.
Every newspaper simultaneously published messages, accusing Congressman Wickman of deliberately twisting facts, distorting evidence, and smearing Captain America's image due to his psychological imbalance.
Council Speaker Nancy held a special press conference, expressing his dereliction of duty in supervision. At the same time, he officially filed a complaint against him, handing it over to the prosecutor's office for prosecution.
In a few moves, Captain America's matter went from black to white, and their unfavorable information was twisted around.
At the same time, it also laid the groundwork: if any dirt were to be exposed, they could claim that the Council did not collude with him, which is why they were falsely accused.
Steve looked at the newspaper, his expression somewhat disdainful. As expected of politicians, they could talk nonsense with just one mouth.
"Husband, I'm going to work."
Sharon was in high spirits from the good news, her rosy face glowing with the radiance of being well-nourished. Dressed in a tight-fitting women's suit, her fair feet stepped into eight-centimeter high heels, with veins subtly visible.
"Go, be careful on the road." Steve had no intention of clocking in on time; his vacation wasn't over yet.
Before, he would have calculated overtime pay. If he worked during vacation, shouldn't it count as overtime?
Slacking off was enjoyment; working was impossible.
A call came in, seemingly from Tony.
"Popsicle, guess what I invented?"
In the past, Tony would never have shown off. He didn't trust anyone, but today, after seeing the newspaper, seeing Captain America being slandered and then cleared.
During this time, Steve showed no anger or clarification, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Plus two life-saving graces, once in a bar, once in Afghanistan, they were old acquaintances.
The Mark I he invented in Afghanistan was also collected by people he sent and brought back as a collection.
So there was no need to hide the Iron Man Suit anymore. Now that a prototype had been made, it was perfect to have him come and see it.
"Is it a new game?"
"What new game? It's more exciting than a game! It can even make you fly!"
...
Why does that sound so much like suggestive talk?
"I'm not teasing you, it's a new invention. Come to my Villa, if you come quickly, there's pizza. Haha!" Tonyextended a sincere invitation.
Chapter 36 Asking Iron Man for Artificial Intelligence
At the seaside Villa.
Tony, holding a strange vegetable juice, watched Steveenter the lab using the keypad lock. "How do you have the code?"
"Pepper told me. I'm planning to marry her in a while. You're not mad, are you? You still say we're friends?" Steve raised an eyebrow, showing no shame about stealing someone's girl.
It was Tony's fault that he and Pepper were only in a superior-subordinate relationship, and hadn't yet reached the stage of romance.
If a few more months had passed, Tony would have been squeezed out of the board by Obama, and Pepper would have found out about his Iron Man Suit going to Afghanistan, so their relationship wouldn't have warmed up so quickly.
It was precisely during this critical window that Stevedirectly stepped in to steal her away.
He had said from the beginning that he wanted to pursue Pepper, and Tony himself had said it didn't matter. So, of course, he accepted it. Not to mention, Pepper's stockings with high heels were also a sight to behold!
Tony felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly, but he couldn't say anything. After all, he only had a good impression of Pepper, but he couldn't bear to hurt her. He didn't dare to get close to good girls; that was his bottom line.
"Forget it, if you know, you know." Tony's emotions came and went quickly. Soon, he hooked Captain America's shoulder and pointed to the unassembled, unpainted Iron Man Suit nearby. "My masterpiece!"
Steve turned to look. The Mark II in front of him still retained its silvery-white metallic luster. The sleek design of the body gave it the feel of an exoskeleton armor when worn.
It wasn't as slender as later models; it was more robust and had a greater sense of technology.
Later models became increasingly slender, losing their metallic texture and sense of technology, gaining only a sci-fi feel!
Like the Super Soldier Serum, the Mark II armor only made people's eyes light up. Yet, it didn't go beyond the scope of normal cognition; although powerful, it wasn't unacceptable.
"Very cool, mechs are a man's romance!" Steve patted Tony's shoulder and pointed to the Arc Reactor in his chest.
"You still need to solve this problem. Palladium poisoning isn't easy to endure."
After hearing Steve's words, Tony's smug expression instantly turned to shock. "How do you know?"
"Do you think the Serum only strengthens limbs? I'm also very smart, just not as smart as you. I can't help you with this problem, but I can give you a hint."
He decided to give a subtle hint to such a genius. Sometimes, giving too much help can lead to resentment, which is very common in the World of smart people.
If he revealed everything, Tony would think it was all Steve's credit, making himself seem useless.
If he only gave a hint and a starting point, and Tonyfigured out the rest himself, then he could claim his own intelligence was exceptional, and he would look good.
Tony looked thoughtful after hearing this, but he didn't ask immediately. He had his own pride. With his intelligence, could he really be stumped by this problem?
He changed the subject. "Do you know the maximum altitude of the SR-71 Blackbird fighter?"
Steve was unfazed, knowing the other person was about to show off. "Yes, the fixed-wing flight record is 26,000 meters above sea level!"
Tony's expression immediately became smug. He couldn't help but tilt his head back. "Then do you know the highest flight record of my Mark II?"
Steve's expression was a little strange. "I don't know, but you definitely broke that record."
"Oh!" Tony looked at him in surprise. He was halfway through showing off when he realized the other person wasn't curious at all. "How did you know!"
Steve shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands. "You're so smug, you must have broken the record to tell me. But I'm very curious, you dared to fly so high without solving the icing problem, aren't you afraid of an accident?
If you haven't bought insurance yet, please do. Put my name as the beneficiary, thank you."
Hearing this, Tony's mouth twitched a few times. How boring, couldn't this guy let him finish showing off?
"Go away, go away. I came back this time to redesign the solution for the icing problem caused by high-altitude flight temperatures." Tony wasn't surprised that the other party saw through this problem. Captain wasn't an idiot, he just wasn't a scientist.
His father, Howard, had used Steve's Serum to replicate the Super Soldier Serum, and after succeeding, was ambushed on the road!
The Super Soldier Serum strengthens all aspects, not just a single strength.
Why can Captain America throw his shield and accurately calculate the rebound angle of the shield?
Because the Serum also enhances intelligence and reaction speed. Combined, it improves combat intelligence. Most people can't throw a shield like him.
"I checked for you. Someone tipped off your last kidnapping. As for your Iron Man Suit, if it's used in actual combat, perhaps more people will covet it."
Steve was also kindly reminding him. He didn't want to lose such a friend, well, a cash cow friend!
Tony chugged down the vegetable juice in one go. After putting down the cup, his eyes flickered. "Who was it?"
"I don't know. I'm very busy. I've been chasing Vampires recently, and then I was slandered again. I rested at home for a few days, and only now can I go out."
Steve was also telling the truth. He could help, but he wouldn't help all the way. He still had things to do, especially taking charge of HYDRA, which was urgent.
"Hey, you definitely won't suffer a loss. Oh, the thing you asked for is ready, Jarvis, bring it over!"
Tony clapped his hands.
A robotic arm held a tray, on which was a glove and a magnet.
This was for attaching to the shield, using magnetic attraction to allow the shield to fly back by itself within a short distance.
It saved the time of bending down to pick it up, and this small moment in combat could be used to do many things.
"Thanks." Steve picked it up, put it on, and tried it out. It felt good.
With the shield on the ground, just pressing the button would make the shield fly up and be adsorbed onto his hand.
Simple, practical. And the energy it used was a small Arc Reactor, which could last a long time.
"Thanks, Tony. If possible, get me an Artificial Intelligence, preferably with a female voice." Steve was also not polite, seizing the opportunity to milk the cash cow.
He originally thought Tony wouldn't agree, but he just walked to the side and pulled open a drawer.
Inside were more than twenty discs, all with different types of Artificial Intelligence.
"Pick one yourself!"
Hiss!
Steve gave him a thumbs up. "Alright, as expected of MIT's top genius."
"Hey, that's right. Next time you go to wipe out Vampires, remember to bring me a female Vampire. I want to study her. Maybe I can use it in an armor, who knows."
Tony was typically trying to cover up, afraid Steve would mock him for playing with ghosts!
"Alright, leave it to me!"
Chapter 37 Iron Man strikes, Rhodes cleans up the mess
Coincidentally, Steve chose an artificial intelligence named Edith (Spider-Man 2 with Tom Holland).
"By the way, where's Dr. Ethan?"
At that moment, a news report on a nearby TV showed the Terrorists who had kidnapped Tony in Afghanistan.
They had reassembled and now possessed more advanced weapons, using them to slaughter villagers.
Ethan happened to be among them; he was executed on the spot in front of the camera, his head severed as a deterrent.
"Hiss, how did he end up there?" Steve wasn't scared, just found it a bit strange.
Tony's expression instantly turned cold, his eyes fixed on the screen, feeling immense guilt seeing his benefactor and partner die before him.
"Ethan said he wanted to go back to mourn his wife and son, so I gave him a few days off, I didn't expect him to be captured!"
It was a faint sentence, devoid of much emotion, but it was clear that suppressed Fire was churning, ready to erupt at any moment.
Steve walked over and patted his shoulder, putting away the chip. "I know that feeling. When I participated in the Super Soldier experiment, Dr. Abraham took great care of me.
He told me that no matter what happened in the future, no matter how powerful I became, I must always follow my heart.
I've always done that. He gave me a chance, and I'm very grateful to him. I'm sure Dr. Ethan felt the same way about you, having high hopes. Just be yourself, Iron Man!"
The last three words enlightened Tony; his gaze turned to the Mark II, seemingly having made a decision.
"You're right, I am Iron Man! Give me a few days, then help me out with something!"
Tony had made up his mind; he wanted to avenge Ethanand also test his Iron Man Suit.
"Alright, I'll tell Rhodes to give you air traffic control. But you still need to think about it; if it gets exposed later, your Iron Man Suit will surely be coveted.
Just like they covet the serum in me, there will always be fools who don't know when to be satisfied!"
Steve also gave a heads-up in advance, which was also why he wanted to take over HYDRA.
There were simply too many fools, and many with ill intentions. They lacked the ability yet desired others' possessions.
Tony didn't think that far; he only wanted revenge now. "I have an idea, but let's talk about it when I get back."
Coincidentally, he indeed had an idea to form an alliance. At least Steve was on his list; only by sticking together could they have room to be players.
--
A few days later, Afghanistan.
Here, there were low mud-brick houses everywhere, and shattered ruins were commonplace.
Screaming villagers were dragged out of their homes by Terrorists and herded together like goods.
A man saw his son being snatched, so he rushed forward and hugged his son, not letting him be taken away.
The plundering Terrorists didn't tolerate him; they grabbed a gun stock and hit him twice, making him cry out in pain.
If they weren't planning to sell him slowly, worried about damaging the merchandise, they wouldn't have shown mercy.
Thud!
A large shadow streaked across the sky.
The bandit felt something was wrong, turned his head, and saw a metal man with a red and gold suit standing behind him.
Just as he was about to shoot, he was punched five meters away, even smashing through a wall. Six or seven of his ribs were broken, and he couldn't get up.
Clang, clang, clang.
Dense bullets struck the outside of the Suit, but besides the sound of harmless impact, there wasn't even a trace of damage.
Whoosh!
Several miniature missiles flew from his wrist, blowing up the distant Terrorists, who were dismembered when they hit the ground!
Six Terrorists took the opportunity to hijack hostages, shouting at the suddenly appearing monster.
Although he didn't understand what they were saying, by their posture, it was something like, "Don't come closer, yare-yare daze."
Inside Tony's panel, Jarvis helped lock onto the six Terrorists.
The next second, the small machine gun that rose from his shoulder accurately killed these six Terrorists without harming the hostages, terrifyingly precise!
Ignoring the refugees, Iron Man walked to another wall.
Infrared mapping was still visible on the panel, indicating there were still people behind the wall!
The small leader, who was calling for reinforcements, was just about to press the phone when an Iron fist punched through the wall beside him!
Then, he grabbed his neck and forcibly pulled him through!
"Ah!"
The violent tugging caused his bones to be crushed!
Looking at the metal armor in terror, he desperately cried for help.
At this point, Jarvis had also finished learning the local language, and Tony said, "He's yours to deal with."
He assumed a takeoff posture, using his thrusters to ascend, coupled with a cool design—it could only be described as "cool"!
The refugees, who had been captured and treated like livestock for trade, also gathered around, looking at the small leader who had been so arrogant just moments before; they were sure to tear him apart!
Iron Man, who was about to return, suddenly felt an impact, and the entire person crashed to the ground from mid-air, even creating a deep pit!
Besides a slight dizziness, there wasn't much damage.
The Suit itself had cushioning and protection, enough to let him withstand artillery bombardment.
He climbed out of the deep pit, his eyes coldly looking at the distant tank.
It was a Stark Industries self-aiming land tank with tracking capabilities, no wonder it could hit him just as he was taking off!
He raised his left hand, a missile ascended, then launched.
The next second, Iron Man turned and left, walking a few steps.
Behind him, the massive tank exploded into sparks, turning into fragments!
Ascending into the sky, Iron Man scanned for many of his own weapons, even Jericho missiles!
He decided to go all the way, locking onto the ammunition depot and blowing it up with his plasma hand cannon.
Amidst the continuous chain explosions, Iron Mangracefully ascended and returned to the Villa.
This was also thanks to Steve greeting Rhodes, so fighter jets did indeed discover Iron Man's whereabouts en route.
After reporting the situation, the reply was that it was a weapon test and to ignore it.
--
In the Villa.
The returning Tony was disassembling his Suit with the help of a robotic arm, but the armor was damaged, making some parts difficult to remove.
Steve and Rhodes came to the lab together.
It was Rhodes's first time seeing this Iron Man Suit, and his eyes almost popped out, his envy undisguised!
And indeed, this early version of Rhodes was quite comical, more like a friend, partner, and good brother to Tony, rather than a subordinate.
"Tony, do you know I lost a fighter jet because of you! Thankfully, the pilot is fine!"
"I'll give you an Iron Man Suit later!"
"Uh, I was just saying that acting accidents are normal!"
As soon as Rhodes heard he would get one, he immediately came up with an excuse! Anyway, it wasn't the first or second time; his superiors had used this trick when embezzling military funds!
Chapter 38 The mission is to pick up the princess
Steve hadn't expected Tony to just give it away. He was a little suspicious, "You'd be that generous? Then you're treating us at the bar later too!"
Tony raised his hands high, his mechanical arms still disassembling the armor. After avenging Ethan, he had brightened up quite a bit.
"I need something to shut the Military up. There's no rush now, but when the time is right, I'll give a suit of armor to Rhodes.
It'll silence those covetous idiots and secure Rhodes' promotion. I'm very confident leaving the armor with him."
This was killing two birds with one stone! Even if he had to hand it over, Tony wouldn't possibly reveal the core technology.
Even if they tried to replicate it, with the current level of technology, it's not that it's impossible, but rather that the core energy issue can't be solved, so what they'd build would just be an iron frame!
That's absolutely right. Didn't the villain Obama, lacking energy, unable to activate the Iron Monger, come to Tonyfor something to save his life?
It's just that if he took it, Tony might die without the Arc Reactor.
The excited Rhodes had a bucket of cold Water thrown on him and grumbled, "I knew you weren't that kind-hearted!"
"Hahaha, hurry up and finish, we'll go to the bar to celebrate. I don't have anything going on lately, so it's a rare holiday."
Steve suggested it. Anyway, work was just slacking off, with his wife Sharon holding down the fort, and working in concert with Hill, the power-seizing plan was progressing smoothly.
Wife at work, husband out having fun—what a beautiful thing!
With a weak stomach, he could only rely on his wife's support!
That's it! How many people wished they could do the same but didn't have the connections!
--
St. Peter's Rose Nightclub.
The DJ at the front desk, wearing a bikini, was mixing music, and as the explosive music pulsed, a sea of White was rippling.
Tony looked suspiciously at the female DJ on stage, then at the men and women reveling below.
"Steve, you really know how to pick a place!"
"Rhodes brought me here. Don't tell me, the quality here is really good, higher class than your cover girls, and cheaper!"
Steve was also feasting his eyes. Since he wasn't paying, he was all for having a good time.
However, he didn't flirt around. Firstly, there was no need, and secondly, he didn't like the 'public bus' type of women here who could be had for money.
But in just a short while, many women had already come to chat him up. His handsome appearance, muscular physique, and an ever-present aura of charm.
Any woman couldn't help but look at him with new eyes. Even if Steve had no money, they wouldn't mind a one-night stand.
This was the charm of a handsome, strong man; women could never refuse muscles, that damned sense of security!
Rhodes didn't mind. He was much more of a player than Tony. Even the guards at Black Gate Prison knew to go to Portland Street for fun during their holidays, let alone him.
Accompanied by a waft of fragrance, a beautiful woman wearing a long spaghetti-strap dress, with a pair of fair, crystal-clear jade feet in strappy backless high heels, walked over.
Her smiling, pretty face was exquisitely beautiful, and her light makeup further enhanced her stunning looks.
She sat down next to Steve, holding a wine glass, her bright eyes filled with curiosity, "Handsome, can I sit next to you?"
"Of course!" Steve recognized her at a glance. Wasn't this the Vampire princess Nissa!
Don't think that just because she swapped her tight combat suit for a long dress and put on light makeup, he wouldn't recognize her!
Despite recognizing her, her elegant demeanor combined with the hints of White skin still made him stare.
Tony and Rhodes were also stunned. Such a beautiful woman with a perfect figure. There wasn't a trace of plastic surgery; natural beauty was the most precious thing!
"Damn it, Steve, I'm not coming with you next time!" Tonycursed jokingly, full of jealousy.
Normally, wherever he went, Tony Stark was the center of attention, the focus of compliments.
Since meeting Steve, all the good women had started gravitating towards him, even his secretary Pepper had been stolen away!
Comparing himself to others just made him furious!
Rhodes, however, winked and played along, "Do you want us to make some room for you?"
Nissa deliberately leaned closer, appearing very intimate with Steve, and whispered something in his ear.
"My father wants me to marry someone, but I don't want to. You help me, and I'll help you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her waist tighten as Steve put his arm around her.
"Hey, this definitely isn't a simple matter. You're very beautiful, and I like you a lot. Be my girlfriend."
Steve also took the opportunity to flirt; why not, since the chance was there!
Nissa hadn't expected Captain America, with his thick eyebrows and reputation as a moral paragon, to be so bold. Her beautiful eyes widened, and her lips parted in surprise, which was quite suggestive.
Just then, a group of people chased after them.
Leading them was a young man surrounded by followers, but his face was pale, his steps unsteady, and he was sweating a little.
It was clear he had been hollowed out by wine and women; besides being rich, he had no other virtues.
Decca saw his intended fiancée being held by another man, and their intimate appearance felt like a bright green hat placed on his own head.
He couldn't help but snort in anger, pointing at Steve's nose, "Take your dirty hands off her! Get on your knees! My woman is not for you to touch!"
Tony, who had been out of sight, out of mind, and was about to leave to find some women, saw this and sat back down, planning to watch the show.
Others didn't know, but he recognized this playboy.
This was the grandson of the Rockefeller Familypatriarch, the youngest son of an oil tycoon!
The Rockefeller Family controlled the oil economy and had deep influence within the Military. The U.S. Military's long-standing overseas oil theft was not unrelated to their instigation!
This was going to be interesting; he'd actually run into an oil tycoon!
Steve didn't know who the other person was. Faced with the accusation, he not only didn't let go but tightened his grip.
Coupled with Nissa shyly leaning on his shoulder, this further fueled Decca's rage; he wanted to kill someone!
Nissa also had a smile on her lips. Steve had embarrassed her last time, and now was the perfect time to get revenge! Enduring the discomfort, she deliberately leaned further in, trying to provoke Decca.
"Ding, triggered quest: Vampire Princess."
"Vampire Princess: How can slacking off at work be without solid connections? Relationships are the hard truth. Please become a couple with the Vampire princess Nissa and establish ties with the Vampire forces.
Quest Reward: Unlock Health Bar Template and Lifesteal Aura."
Lifesteal Aura: When you and your teammates attack enemies, 50% of the damage dealt is converted into Health and Stamina. (When the aura only affects yourself, the effect is doubled.)
Health Bar Template: Allows you to see enemy health bars.
Uh, this health bar is very system-like!
Before, he couldn't see it, only estimate, but now it was clear at a glance.
As for the Lifesteal Aura, that was very Vampire-like!
Hitting and lifestealing at the same time. As long as his defense was sufficient, he could truly fight Thanos for an entire day!
Chapter 39 Nisha: The captain is so awesome!
Not only was there a mission, but there were also rewards. Even without them, Steve would never give up such a beautiful woman!
Besides her identity as a Vampire, which greatly intrigued him, she was also a Princess!
What is the greatest advantage of a Vampire?
Longevity!
Ordinary Vampires can live for two to three hundred years, and as long as they have enough blood, lifespan is not an issue.
Pure-blood Vampires can live for thousands of years. Besides fearing sunlight and UV rays, as long as they stay in the darkness, they are truly long-lived.
And besides longevity, they also possess strength slightly greater than ordinary people, and a speed that is at least three times faster!
Longevity plus strength.
These two things alone are enough for any race to accumulate a vast amount of wealth over a long period!
Wealth!
This is what Steve valued!
With money, he could develop better.
He couldn't rely on Tony for all technology, but he could rely on HYDRA's laboratories!
As long as he got the money and solved the funding problem, plus using his charm to bring HYDRA's internal factions under his control, he would gain unimaginable benefits!
This was also why Steve didn't reject Nissa, especially that snow White peak and her fair, smooth, jade-like skin. To be given such a gift and not accept it would surely invite divine retribution!
"I don't care about any of that, get lost! This is my girlfriend!"
Steve tightened his arm around Nissa, looked up at Decca, and snorted disdainfully, "Tell him, whose woman are you?"
Nissa had wanted to mediate, but before she could act, Steve went even further, directly picking her up and placing her on his lap.
This made her feel a mix of shame and anger, her charming face showing annoyance and humiliation.
"Naturally, I am your person."
"Hmph, you heard that! Now that you've heard it, get lost. See, Tony and Rhodes are my sworn brothers; we've fought side by side!"
Steve was also very cunning. Since it was all about showing off, he couldn't let Tony watch from the sidelines; he had to drag him into the Water!
Tony was also dumbfounded. Good heavens, he didn't expect Captain America, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, to be so devious!
Rhodes was also speechless. He was just here to drink! What on earth was going on!
As a young master of the Rockefeller Family, how could Decca tolerate such an insult!
He immediately pointed at Steve's nose and started cursing, "Take your dirty hands off her, you dog! How dare you defy me! Go! All of you, go! Beat him to death! I'll take responsibility for anything that happens!"
Aren't they afraid of legal punishment for killing someone?
Law?
Judges are mere lackeys of powerful families and financial groups, so of course, they would side with them.
Moreover, Decca was accustomed to being arrogant and overbearing, not even putting Tony in his eyes. Stark Industries? Are the rich people listed openly on Forbes truly rich?
Do you really think the Forbes ranking represents the wealthiest?
Sitting in a well and looking at the sky! A laughing stock!
The subordinates behind him didn't care about any of that; they only knew that once the young master gave an order, they would charge forward, howling, and the other party would surely not dare to speak out.
Steve grabbed a beer bottle and, with one arm around Nissa, stood up.
Bang!
One subordinate who rushed forward was knocked to the ground by a beer bottle.
But those behind him showed no fear, howling as they charged, their stools whistling through the air as they swung them.
Bang!
Another kick sent a subordinate flying, who then knocked down several others.
Steve looked at these people with disdain, still holding Nissa with one hand. His powerful aura and defiant demeanor made the women in the nightclub feel somewhat aroused!
Tony and Rhodes exchanged glances.
"Should we join in?" Rhodes was still a military officer and had to maintain his image.
The reason he asked was to get an answer. He could only rely on Tony; previously, it was for the weapon business.
Now, he was thinking about Tony's promise to give him an Iron Man Suit, entrusting it to him was both a relief and a form of accountability.
Tony's expression also changed from cautious to angry; at least he couldn't stand this insult.
New wealthy groups are not looked upon favorably by old capitalists, who would rather eliminate them.
One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and this also applies to capitalists.
Profits have already been divided, and shares have been determined. At this point, for another person to come out and snatch food from the tiger's mouth is not suitable and not allowed!
"What are you afraid of? Let's all go in together."
With that, Tony grabbed a bottle and threw it.
Decca was also knocked to the ground by a flying subordinate. He watched as Steve held the woman he liked right in front of him.
With one foot on his face, "Kid, don't try to show off with me. If you provoke me again, I'll make you a eunuch."
Decca wanted to utter more threats, but seeing Steve's cold eyes, he shivered again.
Immediately after, he heard the subordinates scream as Steve kicked and broke their limbs.
He shivered in fear, unable to hold back his bodily fluids!
Nissa leaned close to Steve, feeling incredibly surprised and astonished by his actions. One must know that this was a young master of the Rockefeller Family, not just any random person!
He controlled oil and a portion of the U.S. military; even governors and senators had to treat him carefully.
She keenly noticed Decca's incontinence and couldn't help but show an expression of disgust and disdain.
She obediently let Steve embrace her as they left, resting her head on his shoulder, adopting the posture of a demure woman.
The nightclub security guards looked at each other, not daring to stop Steve from leaving. This guy was simply too fierce!
"You two do as you please, I'm going to get a room."
Hearing Steve's blunt words, Tony and Rhodes were speechless.
Looking at the wailing subordinates on the ground, Steve's actions were indeed too ruthless.
Riding his motorcycle, he took Nissa to a Villa in the rich district.
Nissa initially wanted to run, but Steve held her firmly, making it impossible for her to escape.
A Vampire bodyguard followed behind, not daring to get too close, fearing he might lose them.
--
Arriving at the Villa, Steve pushed Nissa aside. He walked to the wine cabinet on his own and picked up a bottle of red wine.
Nissa had also overcome her initial panic. After being released, she didn't think of running away. Instead, she kicked off her high heels and curled her delicate feet, wrapped in stockings, onto the sofa. She leaned lazily against the armrest, her entire posture exuding a charming and languid allure.
"Aren't you afraid the Rockefeller Family will come after you?"
"What am I afraid of? They're all just a bunch of good-for-nothings. It's fine if they don't provoke me, but if they do, it won't be as simple as an apology and compensation!"
Steve came over with a wine glass, sat on the sofa, and handed her the filled glass. With one hand, he grasped her delicate foot through the stocking, looking at her perfectly curved, crescent-shaped toes, and carefully played with them.
Hearing his boastful words, Nissa didn't know what to say.
That was one of the Shadow power brokers in the United States, possessing real power. Even the VampireKingdom had to cooperate with them.
If it weren't for that, she wouldn't have appeared at the nightclub, nor would she have gone on a date with Decca.
Chapter 40: A surprise with the princess
Let alone the Rockefeller Family, even S.H.I.E.L.D. could frame an ordinary person and cause his family to be ruined.
This is not difficult; a little greasing of palms is much simpler than trying to improve oneself.
If power cannot arbitrarily grant the authority over life and death, then power has no meaning.
Coincidentally, as a financial group, the Rockefeller Family possesses such power and strength.
Money, connections, and an army—a trinity, that is what a financial group is!
Her delicate, silken toes were held in his hand, and Nissafrowned slightly, a strange sensation lingering in her heart.
"I came to you because I have something to discuss!"
"Whatever it is, we can discuss it later!"
Steve enunciated his words heavily, a meaningful, roguish smile on his face. This kind of smile, far from being off-putting, made women's hearts flutter.
Nissa felt a bit helpless. She had met many suitors, both human and Vampire. But she had always been unyielding; a princess has her pride.
"Recently, the Elders of the council have gone missing, and I'm responsible for tracking them down. If you can help me, I will repay you generously."
"Repay? How will you repay me? By giving yourself to me?"
Steve was not some naive, fawning dog; he was someone who wouldn't act without seeing a clear benefit.
Trying to manipulate him with feminine wiles would be a grave mistake.
Nissa was different from Hill and the others. Hill, Sharon, and Pepper had long admired Captain America.
Pepper, on the other hand, was gently coaxed and tricked into a fait accompli, with ten percent of Stark Industriesshares in her hands as a reassurance.
Nissa was different. While they admired Captain America, she didn't feel much admiration.
As a pure-blood Vampire, her age was similar to Captain America's, and she was well-traveled. Naturally, she wouldn't develop a sense of worship, but having recently interacted with Captain America, she had developed a bit of curiosity.
However, if it came to the real thing, she wouldn't easily fall for it.
"We need to understand, actually, there are many things happening in the kingdom recently, many crises. If you solve the disappearance of Firth and the Elders, I can help introduce you.
I can take you to meet my father. With our cooperation, your work will be much smoother.
Vampires are spread all over the World. We have been cooperating and coexisting with humans for thousands of years.
We also have a lot of heritage. If you truly want to have me, you can talk to my father. As long as my father agrees, I am willing to marry you."
Nissa was still thinking about marriage. She didn't want to follow Captain America without a proper commitment.
As a princess, she should at least have a formal marriage!
Unfortunately, Steve didn't have that idea. Or rather, it wasn't suitable yet. He hadn't even married Hill and the others, so how could he marry Nissa first?
Wouldn't that be asking for trouble in his harem!
"Come on, Vampires aren't that delicate. Using you is simply because you're useful. You probably don't know that a special project for the Vampire purge has already been established."
Steve wasn't falling for it. He coveted the assets of the Vampire kingdom, but he wouldn't get deeply entangled. He wanted to take things for free, not work for them like a beast of burden.
Nissa immediately pulled her foot back, leaning forward slightly, allowing him to see the grandeur of her peaks.
"Then what do you want!"
"Cooperation is possible, but what do I get?"
Steve secretly praised, as expected of a Vampire, her complexion was so White.
"My friendship!"
After Nissa finished speaking, she pulled back her calf, placing her toes into her open-toed high heels, her expression changing from seductive to serious.
"The kingdom has more than just me as a princess; there are other princesses and princes, though most are scattered.
But I still have a lot of power, at least in New York, I can help you with many things.
Horn Daily is my property. I don't know why the people below did what they did with your news; it's nothing more than for newspaper sales.
Besides Horn Daily, I also manage nightclubs, bars, hotels, and two factories."
Nissa was unwilling to be traded like goods. Her sisters and brothers had all been traded like goods, euphemistically called 'political marriages'!
As an ambitious woman, she wanted to control her own destiny.
Relying on herself alone wasn't enough, and other candidates weren't very suitable.
Either prominent families were unwilling to marry a Vampire, or they lacked ability, though their loyalty was admirable.
After much thought, Captain America's identity was the most suitable. He held a position in S.H.I.E.L.D., had an excellent reputation, and was very strong.
She wouldn't even consider men she couldn't beat, and Captain America could subdue her in a few moves, which clearly suited her taste.
As a well-traveled Vampire princess who also held a Dr.degree.
Nissa firmly believed in one saying: what is elusive is the most desirable. Even if she had to give herself away, it had to be for sufficient value.
Nissa coveted Steve's background and strength, and Steve, in turn, coveted her body and background.
It couldn't be called mutual love, but rather a mutual journey.
"Then, happy cooperation!"
Steve smiled and raised his glass.
Nissa also smiled and raised her glass, but Steve reached out and wrapped his arm around hers. Wasn't this a cross-cup toast?
"Sooner or later, you'll be mine. Let's drink a cross-cup toast first!"
Nissa didn't object. It wasn't a big deal, and she wouldn't lose a piece of flesh.
Immediately after drinking, Steve suddenly turned and pulled out his vibranium shield, throwing it fiercely in one direction.
Bang!
A woman hiding behind the curtain was knocked flying, landing on the ground.
The shield rebounded after impact and flew back into Steve's hand. He looked at the female Vampire lying on the ground; he had noticed her long ago but had simply held back.
"Wei Lian! What are you doing here?"
Nissa recognized her at a glance; it was her maid.
"I came to protect the Princess." Wei Lian clutched her lower abdomen. Her short orange-red hair, combined with the Vampire's characteristic pale cheeks, and her long-term training and combat, gave her a slender physique. Her figure was more voluptuous than Nissa's, especially her two peaks, which swayed, making one's eyes dizzy.
Steve's expression was strange, "I will continue to investigate Firth's matter. Since it's a collaboration, we need a liaison. Let her be the liaison."
Nissa glanced at Captain America in surprise. She couldn't fail to understand his words, and her expression was also somewhat strange, "She is a Vampire."
"I know. Don't you want to deal with Firth? If he absorbs the power of a pure-blood Vampire, none of you will be his match, and it will still fall to me."
Steve didn't mind revealing a bit of information, using it as an anchor to make a name for himself among Vampires.
Then, he would use the halo to buff Blade, letting him fight Firth, while he himself would fish on the side, seizing the opportunity to give Firth two injections of anticoagulant.
Then the credit would be his!
"Princess, save me!"
Wei Lian's cry for help startled Nissa. By the time she wanted to speak, the room door had been closed.
Afterward, the sounds of pleading and screams were incessant, painful at first, but later becoming as sweet as honey.