Chapter 81 Nisha: It's time for us to have a baby
I took some time to do an interview with Roxanne from the Horn Daily about the battle with Green Goblin on the bridge that night and the monster fight in Block 42.
That night, Steve left work on time before the battle ended. The eventual outcome was Hulk defeating Abomination, then escaping the Military's pursuit, disappearing once again.
After this incident, it's imaginable that Banner probably wouldn't try to cure himself again, as it's fundamentally an incurable disease.
Upon learning she could interview Captain Americaagain, Roxanne put on makeup overnight, changed into her prettiest clothes and high heels, all to leave a good impression on her idol and savior.
The interview was only half an hour. Steve continued his righteous modesty, but his words, both spoken and implied, heavily suggested his great contribution and that he should be thanked!
Roxanne's delicate face wore a brilliant smile. This version of Captain America was truly adorable!
Adorable?
Yes, in Roxanne's eyes, Captain was very adorable, and she really wanted to hug him.
"Captain, a video appeared last night showing you playing cards with special forces members during duty. Many people don't understand why you would do that.
If it's convenient, could you explain it to us?"
"Tactical necessity, to make the enemy drop their guard. Sometimes it's not that I don't want to say, but if I do, the tactic fails.
This would lead to many soldiers dying, many comrades ceasing to exist."
Steve sighed with a hint of sadness. No one knew he was just slacking off.
After being a corporate slave for too long, he didn't want to work hard anymore.
Of course, when it came to the task of having children, Steve was still very enthusiastic.
"Oh! I'm sorry, we shouldn't have doubted you, Captain. I'm very sorry, please forgive me. Can I treat you to dinner tonight?"
Roxanne subtly expressed her apology, using the apology as an excuse to invite Captain to dinner.
"Sure, no problem."
Steve looked at Roxanne. He didn't originally want to agree, but in the end, he did.
[Roxanne, your true fan, twenty-six years old, President of Horn Daily, today is a dangerous period.]
This reminder came just in time, even with a note behind the red 'dangerous period' indicating which days.
That evening, Horn TV broadcasted the interview about Captain America. It wasn't long, only ten minutes.
But the entire segment was packed with valuable content, with no dull moments. Some explanations of tactical knowledge captivated the audience.
Even if they didn't understand, they would still feel a sense of 'Captain is so amazing' inside.
Johnny, who had just awakened his Ghost Rider ability, looked from afar at his beloved ex-girlfriend, watching her get on Captain America's motorcycle, leaning against Captain America's shoulder with a look of happiness.
He then looked down at his flaming skeletal hand. He couldn't go back; after signing the demon contract, he could no longer be an ordinary person.
Seeing the woman he loved safe and sound was happier than finding his own happiness.
--
A few days later, Steve came to the Vampire King's castle again.
Nissa had just succeeded to the throne, now the VampireQueen.
However, the process of taking over assets was not smooth. Old Noth had not left a will, causing many to refuse to comply.
Sharon's suggestion was to send people to persuade the judges and jury, to make them approve the audit regulations for children inheriting wealth.
As for how to persuade them, it was nothing more than threatening their families, or tying them up and hanging them from a helicopter to experience 'Crow Flying' for half an hour.
Various packages were tried once, ensuring their complete obedience, without even needing to resort to hitting them, which was too low-level.
"Nissa, I have something good for you, specially prepared. Wei Lian, come with me, I'll give you an injection."
Steve pulled the two into the bedroom. He had wanted to enhance their strength before, but he was busy completing tasks.
At that time, it happened to be Betty's dangerous period, so he delayed for a few days to not waste it.
It wasn't until Steve took out a syringe and a bottle of potion that Wei Lian realized she had overthought things.
"My dear, what is this?"
Nissa was just curious, without any worry, and certainly wouldn't think Steve would harm her. How could a husband harm his wife?
"I specially made an improved potion for you two. Come, try it."
Steve finished speaking and held Wei Lian down, forcibly giving her an injection.
A few minutes later, Wei Lian woke up. Her pale complexion had lightened somewhat, becoming more like a normal person.
After waking, she clenched her fist and could feel an endless surge of power.
[Wei Lian, Perfect Vampire, unafraid of garlic, silver, and Sunlight.]
"Try the Sunlight."
Wei Lian hesitated for a moment, then reached out her hand to touch the Sunlight, first putting on gloves to prevent burning.
Her palm extended into the Sunlight, and there was no pain as she had imagined.
She was somewhat surprised and uncertain, which was soon replaced by ecstasy.
Taking off her gloves, her fair, delicate hand placed in the Sunlight felt no pain at all.
Nissa's eyes widened at this scene. The weakness that had plagued Vampires for thousands of years was now actually broken!
"My dear, isn't this amazing?"
Wei Lian stood in the Sunlight. The long-lost warmth of the Sunlight warmed her body and mind. She didn't know how long it had been since she had basked in the Sun.
Vampires couldn't bask in the Sun; they would die!
Thump!
Wei Lian knelt on one knee before Steve, letting him see her deep cleavage.
"Thank you, Master, for this rebirth. I will serve Masterand Princess my entire life."
"Get up."
Steve pinched her chin. Although Wei Lian wasn't exceptionally beautiful, her curvy figure and fair skin, combined with her Vampire identity, were still very satisfying.
Most importantly, he didn't have to feel bad; he could go all out, which was incredibly exhilarating!
"Nissa, you get an injection too. With no weaknesses, I'll be at ease."
Steve finished speaking and led Wei Lian aside to cool her down physically.
If this serum were to be known to the outside world, it would absolutely drive Vampires crazy!
Vampires' numbers were controlled and maintained at that level precisely because they feared Sunlight.
Once they had no weaknesses, they would truly expand without any reservations.
As for what was special about the modified Vampires, Steve could only say they were very 'moist'.
"My dear, we should have a baby."
Nissa had personally tested it: unafraid of garlic, unafraid of Sunlight, unafraid of silver. All of the Vampire's weaknesses had been eliminated!
With a healthy body, all the things she didn't want to do before, she could do now.
And what could be happier than having a child for the man she loved?
Meanwhile, at the Villa laboratory.
Tony was preparing to leave for Morocco to participate in a competition, but problems arose there, causing the competition to be postponed.
An invitation to a hearing from the Department of Defense was also sent regarding the Iron Man Suit issue he controlled.
Ignoring the email, Tony looked at the news and saw Captain America making a big splash again.
"Such fun things and they don't call me! Old Ice Pop!"
"Sir, you should drink eight glasses of vegetable juice to alleviate the palladium poisoning."
Jarvis's voice sounded, constantly reminding Tony what to do.
Looking at the increasingly severe poisoning symptoms, Tony hesitated for a moment, picked up the phone, and dialed.
Heavy panting came from the other end.
"Speak."
"Uh? What are you doing?"
"I'm running!"
"Running with a woman?"
Tony sneered inwardly. Who was he trying to fool?
Steve wasn't fooling anyone; he was just dealing with Vampires.
"If you have something to say, say it. If not, I'm hanging up."
"Hey, wait, what's the news about my parents' murder?"
"I'll talk to you later, I need to speed up."
Beep, beep, beep. Listening to the dial tone, Tony's mouth twitched.
Is this Captain America?
He's learning bad habits a bit too quickly!
Chapter 82 Mutants! Mystique's cousin!
It was supposed to be 'a moment,' but the Sun was already setting when Steve arrived at the Villa.
"I found out, but I've been afraid to say anything because both you and he are my friends."
Before Tony could even ask what it was, he handed over a videotape.
After a moment of hesitation, Tony still played the videotape.
It contained a car accident video, precisely from 1991.
The Howard couple had a car accident, and a man with a mechanical arm twisted both their necks, his methods incredibly brutal.
Before he left, a camera even captured his face.
Tony was silent after watching the videotape; he had heard Steve mention before that he wanted to investigate but was stopped.
Now that Steve had investigated, the truth was laid bare before him.
Tony looked at the screen with complex emotions; a moment later, fury ignited, and he knew he had to avenge his parents!
"Who is he?"
"The Winter Soldier, Bucky, affiliated with HYDRA. He was brainwashed and controlled, given a replica serum, and is also a Super Soldier."
Steve picked up a red wine, not forgetting to choose the most expensive one to drink at this moment.
Tony quietly listened as Steve recounted his past with Bucky, the things he had investigated, and even the Winter Soldier's impressive battle achievements.
Tony picked up his wine glass, his expression furious, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
"The killer is your former comrade. You've come to plead for him, haven't you!"
"No, on the contrary, I think he should pay the price. If you want to kill him, that's your freedom.
What I need to do is find the person behind this. This kind of hypnotic control is too terrifying and too disgusting!
When you're ready, come find me. First, let's solve your palladium poisoning. Don't die before you even succeed in getting revenge.
If you truly consider me a friend, promise me one thing."
Steve's expression was very serious, and the atmosphere was such that pleading for him seemed only natural.
Tony also thought Steve was pleading for Bucky. Though he was angry, letting go of his hatred for Bucky was not an easy task.
"You want to plead for Bucky?"
"No, I want you to write my name as the heir if you make a will.
Anyway, you're going to die, so instead of benefiting an outsider, why not benefit your brother here!"
Steve hooked Tony's shoulder, clinked his wine glass with his, and declared, 'Deep feelings, bottoms up!'
Tony: ???
No, shouldn't you be pleading for your good brother?
Why are you eyeing my inheritance?
"Is there a problem?"
Steve looked at Tony with sincere eyes. This was Stark Industries, how rich! It would be his later!
"Get lost, get lost!"
Tony laughed in exasperation. With such interruptions and diversions, his anger had mostly dissipated.
"Who said I'm going to die? I'm not ready to die yet!
Shit! I wanted to go to Morocco to participate in a racing competition before, but something came up, and I didn't go.
Next time if there's something like fighting Hulk, remember to call me, how exciting!"
Steve glanced at Tony, who was changing the subject, and swirled his red wine glass.
"Once your palladium poisoning is resolved, you won't want to seek death anymore."
"Ah, let's not talk about that. Do you have time tonight? There's a student party at the top university. Want to go check it out together? There are a lot of great girls there!"
Tony's eyes lit up as he spoke. Since Pepper was taken, he was now letting loose.
At least until he met a suitable, reliable woman, he would continue this decadent life, changing women more frequently than socks.
"Alright, checking out college girls is always a good idea."
Steve was now fully revitalized. Before coming over, he had personally guided Nissa and Wei Lian, the two mistress and servant, on how to be made into cream puffs.
Usually, Nissa couldn't last that long, but for the sake of the child, she seemed to have unleashed great potential.
It was almost Steve, not Nissa, who had to walk by leaning on the wall.
The Evil Aura's stamina recovery, combined with information on weaknesses, allowed Steve to win with difficulty.
Knowing the ins and outs! That's what makes it tricky!
"When you find HYDRA, remember to call me. I want to avenge my parents with my own hands."
Tony emphasized revenge while driving.
In fact, after calming down, he also knew that the fault was not with the Winter Soldier. If the other party apologized properly, he might not be unable to accept it.
"Alright, I know. When the Winter Soldier returns from Wakanda, I'll bring him to you for revenge."
Steve sat in the passenger seat, devouring pizza.
His way of replenishing energy was to eat, otherwise, he wouldn't have the stamina to deal with Hill tonight.
"What Wakanda?"
Tony sharply noticed the new term and immediately became curious.
"I'll introduce you when there's a chance. Those guys don't come out much, and their dark-skinned girls really have something, very attractive!"
Steve had no particular opinion on black people; it was just that attractive black women were incredibly rare, so he truly didn't have a black person among his conquests.
"Wow, you can even go for black women, that's really heavy taste!"
Tony rarely got a chance to retort, so he naturally wouldn't let it pass.
"The feeling is mutual!"
Tony: ???
Why did that sound like he was also that kind of person?
The so-called party wasn't at a university, nor in a Villaestate, but in a nightclub!
There were men in suits, women in evening gowns, and even youthful girls in casual attire.
He saw a familiar figure; he had previously seen intelligence on Mutants in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database.
So-called Mutants are people who have awakened superpowers.
In a narrow sense, Mutants are defined by genes.
Broadly speaking, Hulk could be a Mutant, Abominationcould be a Mutant, and Green Goblin could also be a Mutant.
"Hi, Tony, long time no see. You've been making quite a splash lately!"
A handsome blonde man walked over, wearing a suit jacket, possessing a delicate temperament despite being a man.
"Haha, that's a given! I'm Iron Man!"
Tony proudly lifted his head, afraid others wouldn't know his identity.
Showy, flamboyant, and extremely rich—that was Iron Man!
The blonde man turned to Steve, extended his hand, and said with a smile.
"Hello, my name is Charles, it's a pleasure to meet you, Captain America!"
Captain America's reputation was such that basically every American, even a homeless person, would know him.
The leader of the X-Men, the top-tier Mutant Professor X, Charles?
At this time, Charles hadn't gone bald yet; he was still a very handsome man.
"Who is this?"
Beside him was a blonde, blue-eyed woman with a round, pretty face and beautiful features. Her vermilion lips complemented the black pearl earrings, and a blue-and-black patterned short jumpsuit clung tightly to her body, perfectly outlining her curves.
"This is Captain America Steve! You used to love reading his stories, have you forgotten?
Oh, Captain, this is my sister Raven (Mystique)."
Charles introduced the two, with a little scheme in his mind.
He knew Raven liked him.
But Charles genuinely saw Raven as a sister; mainly, he didn't like Mystique's blue, rune-covered appearance, and couldn't bring himself to act on it!
Even with the lights off, he would feel a sense of nausea.
He heard Captain America had several girlfriends, so one more Mystique wouldn't be too many, right?
"Hello, my name is Steve. No need to call me Captain, I'm just an old relic still adapting to modern life."
Steve made a self-deprecating remark, using humility to gain sympathy!
Indeed, Raven's tone also softened considerably.
"No, you are a hero. Charles and I both love your stories.
It's a pleasure to meet you, just call me Raven!"
Mystique actively extended her hand, looking at the man before her with a radiant smile. She wasn't exactly smitten, but she wasn't repulsed either, and felt a faint liking.
Chapter 83 Captain America's Decision
Information about Mutants was mentioned in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s files, but there was no data on Charles and Raven.
Records included superpower awakening research from World War II, as well as the Military's recently launched Mutant Warrior project, codenamed 'Project X'.
Familiar faces like Wolverine, Deadpool, and Sabretoothwere part of it.
This project was originally undergoing secret experiments, but after a series of events like Captain America's awakening, Iron Man's birth, Hulk's appearance, and Abomination's creation, things changed.
The project's progress suddenly accelerated, seemingly because the Military urgently wanted to create loyal and obedient super-soldiers to increase its leverage.
The most crucial point was to have an equivalent combat power in case these so-called Super Heroes truly went berserk or became disobedient.
"Your eyes are beautiful, more brilliant than any gem I've ever seen."
Steve praised Mystique with a smile, and it wasn't a groundless compliment.
Mystique could transform into anyone, not just a lifelike imitation, but perfectly replicating details like fingerprints and irises that are normally impossible to mimic.
However, Mystique's biggest insecurity was her original appearance: short orange hair and deep blue skin, covered with small, raised granular runes.
Most people would be repulsed by it, even in the dark, they would feel psychologically uneasy.
Charles was practically eager to send Mystique away; otherwise, with his personality, which was almost identical to Tony's, he wouldn't let a piece of meat by his mouth go.
Mystique was slightly taken aback; she stared into Steve's eyes, trying to determine if he was lying.
"Don't you think I'm beautiful?"
If it were an ordinary woman, answering affirmatively would naturally be fine.
But Mystique's true appearance was not the pretty face resembling Jennifer Lawrence before them; this was merely her everyday disguise.
"Beautiful skins are a dime a dozen; interesting souls are one in a million."
Steve took a wine glass and handed it to Mystique, then picked up his own glass and clinked it with hers.
"I've seen the noblest aliens and the most despicable humans; one cannot judge solely by appearance."
These words touched Mystique slightly, and a surge of curiosity arose in her heart, wanting to know about his experiences.
Even Charles subtly turned his head; he couldn't resist using his superpower to explore Steve's consciousness.
The next second, he let out a yelp!
He found that he couldn't explore the other person's brain, as if he had been pricked by a needle.
"Charles, what's wrong?"
Mystique asked with concern; she liked Charles, but unfortunately, he only saw her as a sister, which left her somewhat disappointed and frustrated.
"Nothing, it feels like something bit me."
Charles coughed guiltily to cover his actions.
"Uh, could it be a venereal disease? I told you not to bring just any kind of goods home; you might end up with one or two sick ones!"
Tony gloated and teased; his pride came from his intelligence and academic achievements.
Correspondingly, anyone he regarded with respect must have extraordinary qualities; otherwise, he wouldn't even glance at them.
"Bah, you're the one with a venereal disease! I'm not sick!"
Charles glared at Tony angrily; what a joke, did he not check beforehand whether a woman was sick?
Rich playboys who went out had their own circles.
If he got an STD from playing with women, that would probably be a laughing stock!
Steve smiled, not openly mocking; if Mystique hadn't been there, he would have at least said, "Actually, a venereal disease isn't so bad; luckily, it's not AIDS, buddy, you're pretty lucky."
Mystique rested her chin on her hand, looking at him with curious eyes.
"When you were piloting the plane, why didn't you choose to parachute out?"
A fatal question!
Even Charles and Tony couldn't help but perk up their ears; this was a very intriguing question!
An elegant woman was also nearby, with the typical blonde hair and blue eyes of a Western beauty, her long, slender legs crossed, and her delicate feet swaying in open-toed, single-strap high heels.
She held a wine glass in her jade-like hand, looking down silently, ignoring the incessant flattery of the man beside her.
She seemed to be drawn by Mystique's question; she hadn't been particularly interested in Captain America, but this gossip seemed very interesting.
"I recently got a cat, and I woke up this morning to find it could do backflips!"
Steve gave a completely unrelated answer, not directly responding.
He knew why, but he just wouldn't say!
Hmm?
Tony and Charles exchanged glances, backflips?
As experienced players, they immediately understood!
Tony picked up his wine glass and couldn't help but admire, "He said he was old-fashioned? He's even better at picking up girls than I am!"
"I think it's worth a try!"
Charles's eyes also lit up; he wasn't yet the Mutantleader.
Like Tony, he was just a talented, wealthy heir with billions, who enjoyed frequenting pleasure establishments.
White Queen was somewhat taken aback upon hearing this, and she subtly glanced at Steve; what Captain America, he was clearly a master at charming girls!
Bah!
Scumbag!
Everyone at this party was an elite, either rich and smart, or both.
She managed Frost Corporation, which had soared from an initial market value of three billion to its current ten billion, a capability that was enough to make her the most dazzling rose at the party.
Mutants had always existed, but they had remained hidden.
Displaying abilities would only make people see them as freaks; don't think being captured by the Military for dissection and research is a joke, Americans would really do it.
Mystique, however, didn't find it abrupt at all; instead, she thought Steve was very humorous and funny.
"Really? Can you take me to see it?"
She fell for it!
"Of course, next time for sure. Let's go sit over there; I'm very curious how you cultivated your unique and excellent soul?"
Steve smiled and extended an invitation, but the next second, he sensed something.
Suddenly, he hugged Mystique, crouched down, and took out the shield hidden in his spatial garage, holding it in front of them.
Mystique thought Steve was trying to take advantage, but the explosion of glass and the incoming Fire scared her into hugging him tightly for comfort.
Tony and Charles also immediately crouched down, unaware of what was happening outside that caused a wave of Fire to sweep through, shattering glass and incapacitating the security guards at the door.
White Queen subtly hid under the table, transforming her entire body into crystalline diamond, camouflaged by her pure white suit and the neon lights.
In her haste, she looked at Captain America and saw that he was looking back at her and nodded.
"Were we discovered?"
Outside, an off-road motorcycle roared past at high speed, leaving flames everywhere it went.
Wires exploded, glass shattered, and pedestrians were blown away.
"Raven, are you okay?"
Steve was still holding her tightly, almost pressed against her.
"I'm fine, thank you."
Mystique felt her heart racing; a hero saving a beauty was a quick way to make a woman's heart flutter.
The faint, hazy feelings and curiosity about a legendary figure's experiences made her somewhat intoxicated.
The newly debuted Mystique had not yet become the cold and cynical Agent who killed without batting an eye; at this time, she was in a state of nascent understanding about love.
With Steve's flirtation, her interest and attention were completely diverted.
If the same move were used on White Queen nearby, it would probably only elicit a scornful smile from her.
Picking up girls, that also requires skill!
Chapter 84: Ghost Rider's Head is a Little Green
Drip, drip, drip.
Steve answered the phone, and it was Hill's voice on the other end.
"Darling, there's an unusual situation on 13th Street, Long Island. If you're free, go check it out."
As his partner, Hill knew her husband's personality all too well.
Perhaps he had invested too much passion during World War II, and after seventy years of slumber, he woke up again, feeling out of place in the World.
Aside from being very dedicated to his family and to their activities, he was completely unenthusiastic about work.
He left the task of taking over the massive HYDRAS.H.I.E.L.D. branch entirely to Sharon and her, while he focused on slacking off.
"If anyone else asked, I'd definitely be busy. But if you ask, I'll always make time."
Steve was indeed curious. This scene strongly resembled Ghost Rider's appearance. Perhaps he could go see the rumored Nicolas Cage?
"Hehe, don't flatter me. Be careful, stay safe. I'll be waiting for you tonight. I bought a few bikinis you really like!"
Hill's voice was full of charm. Just hearing her speak made it hard to maintain composure, making one want to rush over and show her what an electric motor pile driver was.
Mystique's expression was a bit strange. She vaguely overheard the conversation and didn't expect Captain to be such a person.
"Steve, you're not what I imagined."
"Yes, rigid, caring, responsible, accountable, highly effective, leading by example, willing to sacrifice his own interests for the benefit of others and the team.
Isn't that the favorite tool of politicians?
I just want to be myself again, you know?
Before the final battle, I made a promise to a girl that we'd dance together after the war.
But I was seventy years late!"
Steve's tone carried a hint of self-mockery. On his face, one could see pain, struggle, and confusion about his new life.
Mystique was touched, her expression turning remorseful and self-reproaching. She couldn't help but hug him to offer some comfort.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you went through so many hardships."
"It's okay. I have to go on a mission now. This is my destiny; I have no personal time.
One day, perhaps I can shed the title of Captain and try to live my own life.
Honestly, I envy Tony and Charles. They're happy, able to do what they want, but I can't."
Steve smiled, took out his business card, and handed it to Mystique. It had his phone number on it.
Let Mystique go?
Don't be ridiculous. Marry a Mutant like her, and she can change her appearance for you every day.
A new look every day, a new bride every night!
That would be incredibly awesome!
As for maintaining World peace, fighting criminals, and being willing to sacrifice, that's Captain America. What does that have to do with Steve?
Tony, who was behind the bar, heard this and his eyes flickered a few times, a little moved inside.
Arrogant, conceited, a genius—these traits meant he didn't have many friends, and even fewer close ones.
Perhaps Steve could become his friend. His father, Howard, was a good friend of Steve's, so he could do it too!
Most importantly, Steve gave him the feeling not of a decaying old fuddy-duddy, but rather very vibrant, fun, and interesting.
"Jarvis, let's go see too. Bring the car around."
Tony also planned to go and see. He was an honorary member of the Avengers and had a file with S.H.I.E.L.D., along with corresponding authority.
"Understood, Master. The sports car is already at the gate."
Charles sensed Tony's thoughts and knew that the big commotion outside was caused by a certain person or force.
Anyway, being idle was boring. Looking at the mess in the bar, how could he pick up girls now?
It was still so early. Go home and read papers?
So, he turned to Mystique and walked over to persuade her.
"Raven, let's secretly follow them and see. It sounds interesting."
"This… wouldn't that be bad?"
Mystique was tempted, primarily by Steve's sincerity towards her.
That hint of regret, because he had slept for seventy years and the girl he loved was already buried, broke her heart.
She wished she could offer Steve some comfort with her ample bosom.
Arousing empathy, gaining sympathy, then seizing the opportunity!
He played that move very smoothly!
Truly worthy of being Captain America!
Even a seasoned veteran would give him a thumbs-up.
Not far away, White Queen's eyes flickered. She was worried that Steve would reveal her Mutant identity. Having superpowers at this time was not a good thing.
Just then, her phone rang, and her fair fingers pressed to answer.
"Hi, Emma, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Danica. What made you think of calling me?"
White Queen didn't know why this noblewoman was calling her. Their relationship wasn't particularly good or bad, certainly not close enough for them to be best friends.
"I have a business deal to discuss with you. If you have time, should I send someone to pick you up?"
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the Earl's Mansion."
White Queen ended the call. She knew this noblewoman wasn't human, but a Vampire!
Precisely because they were both outcasts, they had business and social interactions.
That noblewoman was no easy opponent; she had no shortage of sycophants and flatterers around her and could always twist men around her finger. They were all dangerous femme fatales!
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South Dock at the end of Long Island.
Ghost Rider Johnny tracked the Wind Demon to the dock, but before he could even stop, he was knocked flying by an earthen wheel-fist.
Not long ago, he met the old man with whom he had made a pact in his youth to save his father from terminal cancer.
The next day, his father, who had been on the verge of death, had recovered and could even perform motorcycle stunts. (From the movie Ghost Rider, also known as Spirit Rider)
But his joy didn't last long, as an accident during a performance caused him to crash and die on the spot!
Since then, Johnny awakened his powers and fled the city in a frenzy.
Just before, that old demon appeared again, asking him to help find a contract to fight his son.
When asked why he didn't do it himself, the old demon's expression flashed with a hint of apprehension, clearly indicating he had reservations.
This World was not simple; there were still beings capable of suppressing him.
Besides, if he didn't use his subordinates, what kind of Demon King would he be? If other high-ranking demons found out, they'd mock him for life!
Johnny, who didn't want to become a monster, could only obey. In fact, he couldn't beat the other party, otherwise he wouldn't have been so obedient.
Johnny, trying to fight for the first time, was no match for these demons, being held down and brutally beaten by the Earth Demon, completely unable to fight back.
Steve relayed the situation to Hill and Sharon, also describing Ghost Rider's characteristics and the supernatural opponent they might encounter this time.
It was the first time they had heard of such a supernatural monster as a demon, let alone one from hell.
The two women were not scared like ordinary women; instead, they were filled with curiosity.
"Darling, you wouldn't bring back a female demon, would you?"
Sharon's expression was somewhat suspicious. Only a partner knew that if there weren't a few more to help share the 'firepower,' they would be the ones suffering.
Sometimes too frequent wasn't good; it didn't matter if the bull wasn't tired, but even good land needed rest!
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm not interested in demons!"
As Steve finished speaking, he happened to see a graceful figure with long green hair disappear into the shipping containers.
This was so familiar!
This wasn't a demon; it was a person, a very beautiful and striking white jade beauty!
Chapter 85: Captain America is slacking off, Mordo comes to the rescue
Thinking about it carefully, something felt off. Steve, with a shield, stumbled the Earth Demon who had grabbed Johnny's head, saving him.
"Where did this shit come from? Get lost!"
Seeing his embarrassing state by other demons, the Earth Demon roared in anger.
"Earth Demon, low-level demon, elemental body structure, weakness is the soul within the body, can be damaged by Tarot Qi Gong."
Steve drew his gun and fired all twelve rounds, blowing off half of the Earth Demon's head.
Tony also arrived, clad in his Iron Man Suit.
"Hey, Captain, don't forget about me."
The Earth Demon in front of them sneered, its half-face and head rapidly regenerating. Ordinary physical attacks had no effect on it.
"Oh, shit! What the hell is that thing!"
The scene, which defied science, made Tony curse. This wasn't scientific!
"Don't curse!
The end of science is metaphysics!"
Steve put away his pistol, waiting for a reload, and then charged forward himself.
Whoosh!
The Earth Demon swung its tire-like fist at Steve, who deftly dodged it.
The fist, with undiminished force, smashed into the ground, instantly creating countless dense, spiderweb-like cracks in the asphalt.
Steve swung his fist, covered in a surge of Qi, and slammed it into the Earth Demon's head.
The Earth Demon, two meters tall and weighing three hundred pounds, instantly shattered.
Although it didn't die, it became very weak.
The shattered Earth face held eyes of terror. It couldn't believe it had been defeated by a mere mortal!
Iron Man on the other side looked as if he had seen a ghost. They were all starting from the same line, Captain, you're cheating, aren't you!
"Tony, this guy is yours. Demons in metaphysics are rare, be careful.
Johnny, the other demons are yours. I have another mission."
After Steve finished speaking, he leaped several times, soaring over containers spaced five meters apart, and quickly disappeared.
Johnny watched the man who had stolen his ex-girlfriend save him, then give him orders. His feelings were complicated.
"Don't think I'll listen to you just because you're the Captain!"
He denied it verbally, but he still threw out his Hellfire Chain, ensnaring the invisible Wind Demon in the air.
Tony also took out a special container and sealed the Earth Demon inside. The specially made glass could prevent energy penetration and should be effective against souls.
Although he had witnessed demons that science couldn't explain, this also brought new insights.
Tony was 100% willing to explore new things. Who knew, there might be inspiration here to improve his Iron Man Suit?
Just as he looked up to check on the other battles, the Earth Demon broke free from its seal and punched Tony, sending him flying.
"Oh, shit!"
Tony retaliated with a small missile.
The Earth Demon sneered, catching the missile with a disdainful expression.
"Too weak!"
Boom!
The missile exploded, and the Earth Demon's entire body was blown apart again.
Ghost Rider landed, staring at the shattered Earth Demon, and activated his Penance Stare!
Any evil-doer under the gaze of the Penance Stare would have their soul burned by hellfire.
The more sins committed, the more intense the burning flames.
Souls are incredibly fragile; just a little flame can reduce them to ashes!
This ability was practically invincible!
However, the Penance Stare wasn't invincible. At least, a radical serial killer who believed killing was an act of salvation would not have their soul burned.
It sounded abstract, but that was precisely how it worked.
The so-called judgment was a skill that caused harm by making people feel guilty about their past actions.
In other words, as long as one firmly believed they were innocent, the Penance Stare would just be a glare, completely harmless!
Watching the supernatural scene before him, Tony's genius mind struggled to keep up.
"What... what is this principle? What law?"
Ghost Rider merely glanced at him and then calmly went to deal with the remaining Water Demon and Fire Demon.
Far in the back.
Charles and Mystique watched, their eyelids twitching and scalps tingling.
Soon, Charles became excited, a little thrilled.
"Raven, do you think that person covered in fire might be a Mutant, just like us?"
Mystique only cared where Captain America had gone and wasn't really interested in anyone else.
"I don't know, Charles. Do you think Steve might be in danger?"
Seeing Mystique showing signs of falling into a romantic whirlpool, Charles not only didn't stop her but secretly hoped that Raven, whom he considered a sister, would get married quickly.
He genuinely didn't like Mystique, rather seeing her as a fellow Mutant, just like himself.
"No, Captain has been through countless battles. What kind of situation hasn't he seen? Don't worry."
As he spoke, the Fire Demon had already engaged Iron Man in battle.
Ghost Rider was entangled with the Water Demon and couldn't come to assist.
Iron Man seemed to be struggling. Against ordinary people and arms dealers, his Iron Man Suit was indeed a deus ex machina, a dimension-shattering strike.
But encountering elemental demons clearly exceeded his handling capabilities.
His cool red and gold suit was scorched black, looking incredibly battered.
After much thought, Charles decided to step forward and help.
Bang!
Iron Man was again sent crashing into a container by a fire-ball explosion, his mind still trying to figure out how to deal with it.
"Sir, there's a fire extinguisher in the box. Perhaps you could try it?"
Jarvis scanned the battlefield and happened to discover that this container was full of fire extinguishers.
The Police at the dock had surrounded the area, seeing the Fire Demon's strange, fiery appearance.
They didn't even bother to ask for surrender, pulling out their pistols and starting their U.S. quick-draw!
Da da da!
Bullets pierced through the flames, hitting containers in the distance, unable to cause any damage to the elemental demon.
"Ants! Humph!"
The Fire Demon turned to deal with the Police, instantly burning those who couldn't dodge into human torches.
Police car fuel tanks ignited, causing a sympathetic explosion that sent the patrol officers flying.
Having quickly dealt with the troublesome 'ants,' the Fire Demon seemed unstoppable.
Charles stepped out, pressing his right hand to his forehead, using his psychic power to hold back the Fire Demon.
But a scorching sensation came from his head; dealing with a demon was still a bit too much for him.
"Tony, hurry! I can't hold on much longer!"
Iron Man saw Charles in the distance, then looked at the restrained Fire Demon, grabbed a fire extinguisher, and sprayed it fiercely.
The liquid carbon dioxide was very cold, extinguishing the demon enveloped in flames.
A missile hit its head, and with the explosion, its head also shattered into pieces.
"Is it dead?"
"No, physical methods don't seem to work on it."
At this moment, a masked black man appeared. Mordo, dressed in a long robe with a long staff at his waist, landed and used magic to annihilate the Fire Demon's soul, then opened a portal and threw the Fire Demon inside.
Without even looking at Iron Man and Charles, he quickly left to assist Ghost Rider in dealing with the Water Demon, who was preparing to cause a flood and submerge the entire dock.
"What was that? Another supernatural being?"
Tony's initial worldview shattering had turned into excitement.
So-called magic was merely phenomena that science couldn't explain.
If he could incorporate these into his Iron Man Suit, the suit's power would be greatly enhanced!
Scientists loved new things the most, and new things often meant technological breakthroughs!
"I don't know, probably, maybe."
Charles also had his eyes opened tonight. New York truly was a place full of hidden talents!
Chapter 86 Killing Polaris's Scumbag
On the other side of the pier.
Steve finally tracked down the figure that had disappeared earlier; he was just curious, if it was her, the future would definitely be very interesting.
By the sea, a green-haired woman stood with her arms outstretched, her back to Steve.
Her nails were painted dark green, and a faint glow shimmered at her fingertips.
With a powerful pull, several iron crates were directly dragged to the shore.
Soon, a team of people arrived, led by Bullseye.
Apparently, Bullseye was a killer trained by the Rockefeller Family and was currently collaborating with Kingpin, right?
Moreover, Kingpin is not a simple person; he is a villain with both intelligence and strength, similar to Green Goblin.
He's a gang member entrenched in Hell's Kitchen, controlling flour, gambling, human trafficking nightclubs, and the docks.
Unlike other gang leaders, Kingpin has immense ambition and even tries to launder his image by running for senator.
There are many gangs of all sizes in New York; this bustling city offers a lot of cash and business opportunities.
Gangs that can make a name for themselves here are either ruthless characters or merely stepping stones.
"Miss Lorna, thank you for your help, this is your payment."
Bullseye clapped his hands, and a subordinate beside him handed over a box.
The valiant and fair-skinned woman before him was none other than Polaris!
Her most famous attribute, one might say, was her father!
The most prominent figure in Marvel, Magneto Erik!
Polaris took the box, opening it expressionlessly to confirm the cash inside.
"Where's Kingpin?"
"The boss is busy; he sent me to handle the transaction."
As a top assassin, Bullseye felt a surge of excitement the moment he saw Polaris.
A white shirt covered by a black suit jacket, slim-fitting suit pants, and black high heels on her delicate feet, her dark green nails shimmered with a deadly allure.
Polaris merely flipped through the contents, her face instantly changing as she angrily threw the box back.
"You dare to give me fake money!"
Bullseye instantly raised his hand, and a taser paralyzed her.
Polaris fell to the ground weakly, her pearl-like eyes glaring at Bullseye with fury.
"Hey, don't blame me, blame the higher-ups for offering too much!
Little beauty, don't worry, before I hand you over, I'll let you know what a man's pleasure is!"
Bullseye walked over, unbuckling his belt, a little impatiently.
This woman was too cold and stunning! Having played with plump women a lot, trying this slender beauty wouldn't be bad!
"Boss, let us have a taste too later!"
"Haha, there's enough for everyone!"
At these words, Polaris's eyes widened. She hadn't expected to be ambushed while conducting the transaction alone!
She regretted not bringing her team members along; she hated it!
Steve watched this scene from a distance, and through the information prompt, he also learned that she was Magneto's daughter, Polaris Lorna.
She was indeed as valiant as he remembered, with jewel-like eyes and an untamed gaze, like a wildcat, giving one a strong urge to conquer her.
Bullseye accepted the Rockefeller Family's commission and was preparing to capture Polaris alive and deliver her to the Military for the X-Project experiment.
The information prompt revealed Bullseye's conspiracy, eliminating the need for any investigative effort.
Another damsel in distress!
Steve was considering how to act when he saw a man lurking in the distance.
Eclipse, Polaris's boyfriend, is attempting a rescue.
Seeing this, Steve had an evil thought, a smile that felt very much like Captain HYDRA, capable of sending shivers down one's spine.
He took out his phone and sent a message, calling for the special forces team to come for backup.
At the same time, he took out his infinite-bullet pistol, changing one of the bullets to .45 caliber, the standard for Kingpin's subordinates' firearms.
Just as Bullseye was about to act, a commotion erupted behind him.
A member was hit by a beam of light, falling to the ground in agony.
"Over there! Shoot!"
Bullseye had to abandon the idea of executing Polaris on the spot; such a shootout would definitely attract the Police.
The gang members pulled out their pistols and fired at the reeds in the distance; the noise had come from there.
Eclipse sent information to his team while he circled to the other side, planning to catch the leader first.
Bang!
Just as he shifted his feet, a bullet fired from a suppressor pierced his skull, penetrating his brain!
Eclipse froze in place, never dreaming that he would be ambushed!
He didn't even know who killed him!
Steve showed a slight smile; this Eclipse was trash. As Polaris's boyfriend, his performance in the movie was catastrophic.
Beautiful women only deserve strong men; if he hadn't been such a scumbag, abandoning Polaris while she was pregnant with his child to fend for herself, Steve wouldn't have acted.
Before any of that could happen, let Eclipse, this boyfriend, serve his last purpose and help him win over Polaris!
Killing the heart!
A hero saving a damsel in distress meant little to Polaris; she wasn't a woman who easily transferred her affections; on the contrary, she was very loyal.
Rather than keeping Eclipse and slowly undermining him later, it was better to get rid of this scumbag from the start.
Such things are quite disgusting; it's better if he handles it.
At least if Polaris were to have his child, he wouldn't abandon her and would find a safe environment for her to give birth to the child securely.
Compared to saving the World, Steve felt more motivated to save these super heroines with tragic fates!
Truly Captain America!
This compassionate, benevolent, justice-upholding, scumbag-slaying act moved even himself!
Whoosh!
The iconic shield flew from the other side, accurately hitting the armed gang member, the immense force instantly breaking his spine!
It ricocheted several times before flying back.
Steve rushed out, firing his gun; the serum-induced reactions locked onto several members carrying submachine guns.
Bang, bang, bang!
Headshots with every shot!
"Captain America!"
Bullseye hesitated, retreating a few steps. A person's reputation precedes them, and he had even assassinated Captain America before.
Assassination was one thing, but confronting him directly, the pressure made him breathless.
Before Bullseye could decide whether to fight or escape, the subordinate behind him was shot in the head.
Polaris, who had been contemplating suicide to avoid humiliation, saw Captain America appear and fight his way in.
Her heart pounded, and an expression of excitement made her instantly abandon the thought of death.
In her most desperate moment, a man stepped forward to protect her.
And he was so powerful; looking at his back gave her a strong sense of security!
This was Captain America!
A soul figure that no one could replace!
Polaris was deeply moved; for a moment, she forgot to wonder if her boyfriend had come to save her and what his situation was now.
The truth would be buried; as long as Captain Americadidn't say anything, who would know it was him?
Chapter 87 North Star: The Captain is a Very Nice Person
"Do you think I'm like those good-for-nothings! Captain America, I'm telling you, you've messed with the wrong person!"
Bullseye roared to embolden himself, otherwise he highly doubted if he would break down.
"You've only survived until now because of your shield. Without your shield, what are you?!"
Steve scoffed, put away his shield and gun. He twisted his wrist, a wicked smile from HYDRA playing on his lips.
"I'll crush your bones, piece by piece, to repay you for your last assassination attempt!"
He hadn't killed Bullseye simply because he had been very busy lately.
To repay kindness and avenge wrongs, this was his creed, his principle of conduct, and no one could change it!
"Who can't brag!"
As soon as Bullseye finished speaking, he saw Stevecharging towards him, already in a fighting stance.
Calculating Steve's trajectory, he launched a sweeping kick.
Crack!
"Ah!"
Bullseye's right leg bent back at an unnatural angle; it was directly broken by a single kick!
This scene made Polaris's heart pound. Violence?
No! All she felt was the pleasure of revenge!
He grabbed one of Bullseye's hands and kicked him flying again.
He was restraining his strength, but with his arm held, all the force was absorbed.
Just one kick broke all his ribs, and another punch shattered his nose.
The vicious grappling technique twisted both his hands into pretzels, the destructive force of the qi causing the bones in his hands to fracture inch by inch.
Even with current technology, repairing him would only turn him into a cripple!
Two moves rendered an elite assassin useless, and he was tossed aside like a rag doll.
Steve turned back to help Polaris up, one arm around her waist.
"Beautiful lady, are you alright? I saw your companion was shot dead by them."
"I'm fine, what?!"
The paralyzing effect on Polaris wore off, and she saw Steve carrying her boyfriend's corpse towards her.
She stumbled over, looking at her boyfriend, who had been shot dead with one bullet.
Tears of sorrow streamed from her eyes, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably with sobs.
"Max, boo hoo, wake up, Max, we just started, you can't die!"
"My condolences."
Steve went over and pulled her up, putting his arm around her waist, and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Cry, crying will make you feel much better."
"Boo hoo!"
Polaris was heartbroken; she didn't easily give in to emotions.
Mutants were constantly hunted, secretly captured; they all lived like rats, hiding everywhere.
She finally found a boyfriend, only for him to die the next day, and she was the one who caused his death.
It's right to be sad. Cry, cry hard. Once you've cried enough, you can start a new relationship.
Steve felt no guilt for his dark deeds.
If Eclipse had been a good man, he might have used other means to compete fairly.
But the key was that this Mexican guy was scum. In a region where drug lords and thugs ran rampant, what kind of good person could you expect to come out of it?
For such scum who caused death and refused to take responsibility, killing him was an act of justice!
The Pentagon should even award him a medal for eliminating evil and bringing peace, how could he feel ashamed!
Polaris cried for a while before she let go.
With a flick of her hand, the submachine guns, pistols, and shotguns on the ground floated up, their muzzles pointing at Bullseye, who was already crippled and unable to even wail.
"You killed Eclipse, you ruined everything for me! Die!"
Da da da!
Under Polaris's magnetic field control, the firearms fired in unison, bullets pouring out, riddling Bullseye like a sieve!
Flesh and blood separated, the scene was gruesome, yet incredibly satisfying!
"Here's my phone number. You should leave first; I'll handle things here.
You're an innocent good girl. If you have nowhere to go, I can arrange a safe place for you to stay."
Steve patted her shoulder. She was beautiful and heroic, just a bit bony. If she were a little more plump, she would be perfect!
However, this was also Polaris's characteristic; otherwise, she wouldn't have this untamed wildness.
"Thank you, Captain, I can go back. I don't want my family to worry."
Polaris hesitated, looking down at her tiptoes, her dark green nail polish mysterious and charming.
"I, don't you think I'm strange?"
She was worried that her Mutant identity would be disliked, as if having superpowers was a mistake.
"No, you and I are the same kind of people. Others also look at me as a monster.
With you, I won't be alone. You should leave now; the SWAT team is coming.
If you're willing to treat me as a friend, go back now, drink a glass of milk, take a hot bath,
Get a good night's sleep, and when you invite me to dinner tomorrow, let me see a confident you, okay?"
Steve's smile was very sunny, and his strong physique brought a calming peace.
Pfft!
A beauty's smile can charm a thousand, making all other beauties pale in comparison.
Polaris stepped forward and hugged Steve, kissing him on the cheek.
"Thank you, Captain, I'll be going now, goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Polaris used the containers to float, controlling the magnetic field to glide away on the water.
Soon after, Blade sat on a nearby container, clapping his hands.
"Captain, if anyone says you're an old-fashioned stick-in-the-mud who doesn't understand romance, I'll be the first to disagree!"
"Hey, Blade, are you feeling better?"
Steve wasn't embarrassed at all. What was wrong with being seen flirting?
If I'm not embarrassed, then others are.
Blade didn't expect the Captain to be so thick-skinned. There wasn't even a hint of a blush?
"Much better, thanks to your rescue last time. I'm currently learning Qigong from someone, using this method to suppress my bloodlust."
Blade had disappeared after the last major battle. He was still hunting Vampires who committed evil deeds.
But for the Vampires under Nissa's command, he chose to let them go.
Are you kidding? This was the Captain's wife's business.
Blade might hate evil as much as he loved good, but he wasn't a naive hothead who didn't understand human relations, so he naturally wouldn't make things difficult for his own people.
Besides, the Vampires under the Captain's wife were all very well-behaved, doing business honestly and even giving him discounts. Where else could he find such a good deal?
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s salary wasn't enough to cover his and his girlfriend's daily expenses; without extra income, he would have starved long ago.
"That's good. You might even become stronger. Where are the others?"
As soon as Steve finished speaking, Coulson jogged over from a distance, followed by Crossbones and others.
Looking at the downed gang members and the more than twenty firearms on site, this was a major case!
"Captain, are you alright!"
Coulson finally caught an opportunity to meet his idol. This was his idol since childhood!
"I'm fine. Thank you for your hard work, Coulson. Let's have dinner together another day and chat properly. You've been quite busy lately, haven't you?"
Steve immediately started chatting like old friends with his number one fan. If used well, it could save him a lot of trouble.
"Haha, not too bad, just routine work. Captain, how should we handle these people?"
Coulson, despite being a fan, didn't forget to handle official business.
"The gang members smuggling powder were killed by me. You can deal with the rest as you see fit. You take this credit.
Don't be quick to decline; I'm going to make a personal movie, and I'll need your help then."
Steve didn't care about this small credit at all. He looked into the distance, Iron Man was also flying over, indicating that the battle there had also ended.
"This, alright, Captain, I will report the credit truthfully. Just give me your orders; I always have time."
Coulson's eyes lit up when he heard about the personal movie.
As for suspecting whether the Captain was involved in a deal here?
Nonsense!
How could it be!
This was Captain America! His idol!
Chapter 88: Pull Spider-Man to Make Money
It was well-known within S.H.I.E.L.D. that Captain America often shirked his duties and slacked off at work.
Yet, the special forces teams he collaborated with all gave him rave reviews, not only without complaint but with immense admiration.
His superiors didn't manage him, didn't stop him, so what could anyone do about him?
"Steve, I always feel like you're secretly doing bad things behind my back. Blade, don't you agree?"
Tony himself was getting beaten to a pulp by Fire Demon, and here Captain America was, having busted a major drug case.
Looking at the 'flour' in those boxes, it must have been a thousand to two thousand pounds, right?
With that much 'flour', what else could it be but a major case?
"Don't talk nonsense. Captain is my idol. He's on official business."
Blade liked to wear sunglasses to look cool, but despite his posturing, he still admired Captain America greatly.
For no other reason than with Captain by his side, he felt an inexhaustible surge of strength. That was the charisma of a leader!
Tony really wanted to say, "Are you dreaming of the plantation era again?"
But he held back. Saying that would probably get him a beating from Blade, and while he wasn't afraid, there was no need for it.
"Tony, how are things on your end? Has Ghost Rider left?"
Steve checked the time; it was almost time to go back.
He had promised to spend the night with Hill tonight, and thinking of her cool and elegant style, combined with the charming allure of a bikini, both pure and seductive, he couldn't help but salute.
"Not bad. That guy ran off, saying something about how if his girlfriend was doing well, he was doing well. I'm wondering if you stole his girlfriend?"
Tony was deliberately trying to get information out of Captain America.
Blade, standing nearby, also perked up his ears. There was such explosive news?
Who could refuse gossip?
"Do you think if that were truly the case, with his powers, he wouldn't be fighting me to the death?
Buddy, I know you don't have a girlfriend, and that's nothing to be ashamed of.
Girlfriends aren't all that great anyway. I can never last more than two hours each time, sigh."
Steve patted Tony's shoulder, a troubled and vexed expression on his face.
This left Tony, Charles, and Blade speechless.
Two hours?
You're full of it!
Are you on drugs or something?!
After Steve left, the special forces team followed orders to uproot the Rockefeller Family's white-glove syndicate.
They couldn't just come all this way and not do any missions, could they?
Saving the damsel in distress was for Captain, but the hard, dirty work, of course, fell to the subordinates. Otherwise, what were the workhorses for?
"Captain, two hours? Do you believe him?"
Charles was a bit disheveled by the revelation.
"Only two hours? I usually last three hours. Hmph, I just got an inspiration and need to go back for research."
Tony wouldn't be outdone. How could a man admit he was lacking in that department? With that, he also slipped away.
Charles looked at Blade again.
"Why are you looking at me? I have a girlfriend, do you!"
Blade was no Professor X; he glared right back.
Charles: ???
Alright, alright, discriminating against single people, are we?
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The Military secretly capturing Mutants for experiments—that was very interesting.
According to Polaris, perhaps she had a Mutant group behind her.
But what did that have to do with Steve?
Looking at Hill, who had changed into a dark purple bikini, her fair, rosy skin, like tender water caltrops, stepped into crystal slippers, her golden ratio curves extending from her toes to her heels.
Her loose, fluffy hair, with bangs covering half her face, vibrant red lipstick, and a seductive smile on her lips, was leaning against the bedroom door, beckoning him with a finger.
Life never ceases, and the battle never ends!
The morning sun shone, and it was time for work.
Hill, as Deputy Director, chose to work from home and did not go to the branch office building.
She was too tired, didn't want to move, and even had to lean on the wall to go to the bathroom. She simply had no energy left.
Downstairs in the apartment building, there was a commotion from the utility room.
The receptionist was a little puzzled. Was someone playing new games in there?
The next second, Peter, the delivery person, came out with a pizza.
Mops and brooms tumbled out after him, making him look a bit disheveled.
After much effort, Peter tidied up the cleaning tools and walked over with a stack of pizzas.
"Madam, your pizza delivery."
The receptionist glanced at the clock; it was just past nine-thirty. Chewing bubblegum, she looked at the pizza, then at Peter.
"You're late. I won't pay."
Peter's eyes revealed helplessness, shock, and a mix of bewilderment and disappointment.
But rules were rules; late deliveries didn't require payment.
This failed delivery meant he would be fired when he returned.
Despite his unhappiness, he silently set down the pizzas and turned to leave.
Even if he had saved two children on the way, who would know he was Spider-Man?
Just then, Steve appeared.
"Captain, your pizza is here, but the delivery person was late."
The receptionist shed her arrogance, replacing it with flattery and admiration. Treating different people with different attitudes was impeccable and beyond reproach.
Watching Peter leave in disappointment, Steve nodded.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Walking out of the apartment building, Peter was about to leave.
Steve followed him out and patted his shoulder, but to his surprise, the other person reacted quickly, immediately turning and grabbing his wrist.
The Spider-Sense lived up to its reputation.
"Ah, you are...? Captain!"
Peter quickly let go. He hadn't expected to see Captain America here.
"Hello, Peter. I heard from Roxanne that you often take pictures of Spider-Man for the newspaper, right?"
Steve didn't mind. The Spider-Man in front of him was very real; he was both a hero and an ordinary person.
He also needed to hustle for his daily meals. Without an Iron Man as a father, life was indeed tough.
"Yes."
Peter was a bit reserved. The last time he met Captain America was during the battle against Green Goblin on the bridge when he was saving people.
"I'm planning to make a movie about myself. I need a lighting technician and professionals to take photos and design posters. Can you use a computer?"
"Yes, I can."
Captain America asking for his help? The thought alone was exciting.
"Wait, are you saying you're making a personal movie?"
"Yes, come with me. I need your help with some things, and I'll pay you. Don't decline; I can't find anyone else to help."
Steve didn't mind giving the other party a little help within his means. Just giving money was out of the question; he himself was short on cash!
His previous allowances and salary, totaling over twenty million, were all with Hill.
Stark's stock dividends were with Pepper.
The extra earnings and profits from the Rockefeller Family and HYDRA's industries were with Sharon.
He himself didn't have much money and sometimes had to ask Nissa for spending money.
How could this be called being a kept man?
This was called doting on his wife!
Making a movie was also to increase his visibility and solidify his image.
In the future, if anyone tried to smear him, he wouldn't even need to appear.
His true fans would defend him!
Chapter 89 Hill is pregnant
Reputation is a good thing; unseen and intangible, yet it can bring unimaginable benefits.
This movie was also Steve's plan to add some negative publicity to himself, at least to show his philandering side.
A saint?
No, a flawed Super Hero, that's what's real! That's more down-to-earth and more easily accepted by people.
After Spider-Man left, Steve picked up his phone to check the news.
"Green Goblin Robs Armored Truck Again, Kills Three Guards."
"Lawless! Super Criminals Slaughter Citizens Again!"
"Where are the Super Heroes? We need Super Heroes' protection!"
Looking at the various headlines, he clicked in and saw it was about the Green Goblin's recent crimes.
But when the Green Goblin saw the news, he was also completely bewildered; he hadn't done any of it!
Slander! This is slander!
But what's the point? He's a criminal, so framing him means no one will suspect.
Even if they think there's a problem, as long as the case is pinned on the Green Goblin and he's dealt with,
Everyone gets promoted and makes money, how great is that!
The truth?
Does it matter?
There were armored truck robberies, underground casino heists, and even a bombing targeting CIA investigators, killing three Agents!
Seeing this, Steve picked up his phone and made a call.
"Have all the loose ends been tied up?"
"Boss, I guarantee nothing was missed."
Joseph quickly assured him; he did all the dirty and hard work, but he didn't complain at all, instead, he was very excited.
The longer he followed Steve, the more easily he was influenced, coming to see him as an idol!
"Rest for a few days, hand over your tasks, and in a few days, I'll take you all out to celebrate."
"Yes, thank you, Boss!"
Joseph really wanted to call him Captain, but to avoid leaving any evidence, he changed his address.
That's right, all these things framed on the Green Goblinwere done by the Winter Soldier, dispatched by Steve.
Aside from Heidi being dispatched to Sharon as a bodyguard, there were four other Winter Soldiers available to dispatch.
One Winter Soldier, Bucky, could execute many incredible missions, so Steve, with four Winter Soldiers, was like four trump cards!
The Green Goblin wanted to kill Betty before, and Stevewas very angry; only he could ruthlessly torment and whip his woman, no one else had that right.
Troubling the Green Goblin was also clearing out his enemies.
The armored truck was controlled by the Rockefeller Family, and the guards were disguised private soldiers.
The underground casinos belonged to other gangs; ill-gotten gains, taken with justification!
And the CIA Agents were all bad apples; when he was being slandered before, these people even wanted to investigate him.
So, it's only fair to return the favor and let them experience what it feels like to be a crow sitting on a plane!
Who would have known that the upright and brave Captain America had so many little tricks up his sleeve!
Hey, that's why he's making a personal movie to earn a good reputation.
After all, how could such criminal matters involve Captain America? Slander! It must be slander!
Steve unwrapped the pizza and cooked a few dishes himself.
"Wife Hill, get up and eat."
"Ugh! You eat first! Ugh!"
Hill kept retching in the bathroom; she had felt unwell since the morning, and when she smelled the cooking oil fumes at mealtime, she couldn't help but vomit.
Steve leaned against the door, watching this scene, feeling a sense of déjà vu.
A strange excitement arose, as if something big was about to happen?
Hill looked at the pregnancy test stick Steve handed her, her cool, beautiful eyes showing a hint of playful blame.
"When did you prepare this?"
"From the moment I met you, I was ready!"
Steve actually bought it recently; he had been thinking about the task of having a child.
This was not just completing a task, but also a psychological sense of belonging, of settling down.
Transmigrating to this World, he was initially surprised, confused, and also hesitant.
After having a child, this hesitation would disappear. Only then would he integrate himself into this World, and this place would truly be his home.
If he were infertile, then life would have no meaning at all.
It's not that he couldn't live without children, but he always felt like an outsider, without any ties.
He was worried this might be a dream, a fleeting dream.
How could there be such a beautiful dream? He had dreamed for decades and had never opened a harem for himself in a dream!
If this was a dream, he would rather never wake up!
A few minutes later.
Hill pursed her red lips, somewhat shyly handing over the pregnancy test stick. Her expression held an indescribable joy; she was very happy to be able to have a child with her beloved.
"I think it's better to get a check-up. I have a friend who is a Doctor at the Elder's Hospital."
"Eat something first, then I'll go with you. Hill, once I finish filming the movie, I will announce our marriage."
Steve went over and embraced his cool, beautiful wife; she was still his superior, after all!
Subordinate seducing superior, that's damn exciting!
What kind of plot is this?
"Mmm, I'll listen to you, my dear, I love you."
Hill actively offered a fragrant kiss; she didn't know how she had initially agreed to Steve, and later they just got together in a muddle.
That feeling was very natural, not grand or dramatic, more like a bottle of mellow wine stored for a long time.
"Ding, mission, First Child, completed."
"Reward being issued, Soulmate effect upgraded."
"Soulmate (Upgraded): Your partner doesn't mind you having other women and is absolutely loyal to you. Your serum effect can be shared with your partner, effective after skin-to-skin contact."
Hiss!
This is very powerful!
After the system's voice fell, Hill felt a bit dizzy and uncomfortable.
It was as if her body was evolving, becoming stronger, her vision clearer, and her five senses, strength, and speed were all enhanced.
"This, dear, I seem to have changed."
"Don't be nervous, this should be the effect of my serum. My serum is the most perfect version, and it has an effect I've never mentioned."
Steve had to lie; he couldn't tell anyone about the system.
Telling his woman would do no good; it was best to keep this secret to himself.
"Huh? What effect?"
Hill was a bit uneasy, could it be a negative effect?
"Don't overthink it, it just subtly influences the women I love.
You've accepted my hundreds of billions in investment, so a little change is normal. You're healthier now!
You could even be considered a Super Soldier!"
Steve was also happy with this change; at least when they were attacked, they would have the ability to protect themselves.
Even if they couldn't win a fight, no one could catch them if they ran!
Hill wasn't excited about becoming stronger; instead, she looked at her belly with some nervousness.
"Then our child won't be in any danger, will he?"
Women are different once they become mothers; their first concern isn't for themselves, but for the unborn child.
"No, he won't. We'll go to the hospital for a check-up now, so you can also feel at ease."
Steve had no choice; he could only accompany Hill to the hospital.
The two disguised themselves before leaving; their identities needed to be concealed.
Arriving at the Elder's Hospital, the name itself suggested some history.
But when he saw the Doctor, Hill's good friend, Steve's eyes flashed with surprise; it was an old acquaintance he knew unilaterally!
Chapter 90 Spider-Man is inviting the wolf into the house
Christine Palmer!
She is a well-known surgeon, and her superb skills have solved many operations that require delicate procedures.
Blonde hair and blue eyes, fair skin, and a tall figure, she is the standard image of a European and American white woman.
Just one look is enough to arouse a man's desire.
Of course, if it were just her identity as a Doctor, coupled with her perfect figure and pretty face, these wouldn't be what surprised Steve.
She also has an ambiguous relationship with Doctor Strange, Strange, a relationship that is more than friends but less than lovers.
In the Doctor Strange movie, she is the undisputed female lead.
Unfortunately, the two did not achieve a happy ending.
It's interesting that this ambiguous feeling is exactly what Strange needs; women would only affect his surgical performance.
Steve never expected such a woman to be good friends with Hill!
While Hill was undergoing her check-up, Steve contacted Edith, trying to understand this hospital.
The artificial intelligence Edith had been upgraded by Sharon and now had many more functions than its previous semi-finished state.
"The Presbyterian Hospital New York branch, affiliated with the DuPont Family, is engaged in human and organ trafficking, providing them for consumption by members of consortium families and social elites."
As he looked at the hospital's introduction, this prompt suddenly popped up in his panel.
Hiss!
Steve's expression remained unchanged, but a huge wave surged in his heart.
He had heard Nissa say that Vampires were intermarried with many family conglomerates, and the lifestyle of the conglomerates was disgusting. The United States was not the headquarters, but a branch, with Europe being the Vampire's main base.
It made sense; in a way, the U.S. was just a successful colony. Most of its inhabitants were immigrants from Europe, and the native Indians were long gone.
Cannibalism sounds incredible, but after witnessing supernatural beings like Vampires.
Coupled with legends from Europe, it was believed that organs contained souls, and consuming organs could lead to human sublimation!
What kind of crazy talk is this?
But some people believe it!
"The DuPont Family? Wait, wasn't the Vampire who dealt with me last time from the DuPont Family?
You had a path to heaven but didn't take it, and you're forcing your way into hell! You'll have to learn what righteous retribution means!"
Steve ordered Edith to hack into the hospital's computers using the most covert methods to search for information about trafficking.
Soon, Hill came out.
After shaking hands with Christine, she came over and linked arms with Steve, her voice filled with excitement.
"Darling, the check-up is done, the baby is doing great, it's only one month old. I won't be able to accompany you for the next three months."
Once she had a child, she would forever be Steve's woman.
Without the bond of children, a married couple always felt less like a couple and more like a live-in sugar daddy and a gold digger's transaction.
"It's fine, safety first. For work, just handle the clerical tasks. If there are any errands, leave them to me, I'll take care of them."
Steve readily took on the responsibility. In fact, a pregnant Super Soldier is very safe, but he didn't want to cause any complications.
"Okay, husband, let's go home. I still need to tell Sharonand Nissa about this!"
There was a rare hint of playfulness in Hill's tone, eager to show off to her other sisters that she had taken the lead. The envious looks on their faces would surely be very satisfying!
"Okay."
Steve had a premonition that Sharon and the others would probably try harder next. How could they be content to fall behind in such matters?
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In the evening, Polaris called to invite him to dinner to express her gratitude.
But Steve was too busy and could only ask her to reschedule, explaining that he was currently on a mission.
He definitely didn't have time; Sharon and Nissa together were enough to occupy him for a while.
An apartment in Queens.
Peter returned, dragging his tired body. Since Uncle Ben's death, Aunt May had moved here.
"Peter, come eat."
Aunt May, wearing an apron, was well-preserved for her age, looking like a woman in her thirties.
Her attire was youthful, fashionable, and vibrant, and she possessed a mature and charming appeal that young girls lacked. Her fair, delicate skin glowed softly, as if time had been exceptionally kind, leaving only mature allure instead of the marks of age.
"Coming!"
Peter washed his hands and went to eat, sharing during the meal how he had met Captain America Steve today.
Aunt May listened with a smile, her gentle demeanor like that of a good wife and loving mother.
"You said Captain America is going to make a movie?"
There were Captain America promotional posters in war memorials across the U.S., as well as a few documentaries.
Originally, they thought Captain America was dead, which made it perfectly legitimate to profit from a dead man.
Unexpectedly, after nearly seventy years, Captain America was pulled out of the North Pole glacier and had awakened!
That's incredible!
It was said that he also demanded fees from the Militaryfor the use of his image, reputation, and so on. They had used it for decades; it wouldn't make sense not to pay!
This matter was entrusted to a blind lawyer, which was also quite amusing.
A blind man? Can he really handle things?
"Yes, Captain America talked a lot with me today. He said my photography was good and asked me to help him make posters, and he insisted on paying me in cash."
Peter's excitement was palpable. Being able to chat with a legendary figure and even collaborate with him was simply amazing, so cool!
When college started, bragging about this at school, he wondered how many classmates would envy him!
Aunt May's eyes were also filled with curiosity. She had naturally heard of Captain America's legend, but such a figure was too far removed from ordinary people.
It would truly be a pity not to meet such a person!
Peter could sense Aunt May's curiosity. Since Uncle Ben's death, she had always seemed unhappy.
Rarely was there something that could make Aunt May happy, so he had a flash of inspiration (letting the wolf into the house) and said.
"Auntie, how about next time when I submit the posters, I invite Captain America to our house for dinner?"
Aunt May's eyes lit up. Meeting an idol would be a good thing. She was somewhat tempted, but also a little hesitant.
"He must be very busy, right?"
"Probably not. Mary Jane was also saved by Captain America before. How about we invite her along too? Leave this to me!"
At this time, Peter was still very infatuated with Mary Jane. Who doesn't have a first love?
Even if the first love is a green tea, what else can be done?
Of course, he chose to forgive her!
Hearing Mary Jane's name, Aunt May frowned slightly. As an experienced person, she had rich life experience and was very good at judging people.
"Peter, if you have time, you can try to get to know other girls.
Mary Jane, to be honest, isn't very suitable for you."
Peter suddenly looked up, staring at Aunt May with an incredulous expression.
Aunt May was quite puzzled by his gaze. She gently stroked her bangs, hooking the strands of hair behind her ear with her pinky, a movement that was indescribably charming and alluring.
"What's wrong?"
"Captain America also told me that, Auntie, how did you and Captain America come to think alike! You two couldn't have known each other for a long time, could you?"
"What are you saying! I know him, but he doesn't know me!"
Aunt May was a little embarrassed. Was he saying she was hooking up with Captain America?
She wouldn't mind, but what Captain America thought was unknown.