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"Feeling good?!"

William Stryker's body was carried away by logistics personnel. SHIELD began to clean the battlefield and dispatched transport planes to transport all the American soldiers present back to the United States. Natasha stood beside Peter with her arms folded and spoke sarcastically.

He hung up the contact with the Red Devil, turned around and asked

"You have opinions?"

"Peter, I hope you can restrain yourself. This is not the ancient Wild West, where cowboys can solve all problems with a gun!"

What Peter did was a good thing, but killing was ultimately a wrong choice. The noble topic of saving mutants was full of praise for humanity and morality. However, Peter's actions created a mess. More than a hundred mutants were rescued, and some

More than a hundred people lost their lives in this battle. Peter had done all the good and bad things by himself. Natasha really didn't know how to evaluate Peter.

And the most important point is that Peter is so guilt-free. He doesn't feel complacent or blame himself for killing people and saving others. He just does what he is told. Everything seems normal to him. Peter's character is not strong.

To the point of being arrogant is to be so distorted that it becomes perverted and numb.

"I did change the problem with my hands. You all know about these inhumane experiments, but no one seems to want to change it. Natasha, just imagine what you experienced in the red room, and think about the counterpoint and change the identity of the mutant.

"

Asking Natasha back, telling her life experience and some things, Natasha narrowed her eyes slightly and didn't know what she was thinking. In Fury's file, there was no record that Peter knew her so well, and these things seemed to be the A.D. Shield

Only two or three people knew about the situation. How did Peter know this?

"You really know me."

"I don't dare to take it for granted, but I also know one thing. That is that since the end of World War II and your betrayal, the Red House has never stopped creating the second generation of black widows."

"..."

The Black Widow's plan is a dirty product of that war era. Everything still starts with the research of super soldiers. Captain America is a great superhero in the eyes of Americans, but in other countries, he is endless.

The pressure is on. This topic is very heavy and complex. A series of stories such as Bucky the Winter Soldier, Red Guard, Captain Germany, etc. can be made into movies that will make people excited to watch. No one will be interested in the dark corners with a sense of justice.

We know how much life these successful characters spent in exchange.

"I'm just here to take away Polaris' sister and brother. Someone will come to pick up the other mutants, so the matter has ended successfully and I won't take any further action."

Not wanting to continue discussing this topic with Natasha, Peter quickly wanted to stab Natasha, but realized that he had said the wrong thing and changed the subject. Natasha was very sensible and did not take it seriously, and continued to ask her questions.

road

"You don't think that killing William Stryker will solve everything."

"I have never said that I want to solve any problems. I only solve problems related to myself for my own sake. The life and death of others is no longer a consideration for me."

Peter has never been a good person. He killed Stryker just because he thought it was that simple. He solved a small trouble easily. The main purpose was to save the two relatives of Polaris. Wanda and Quicksilver were the targets, and the others

Everything was just incidental. Now that the problem is solved, I will naturally stop looking for trouble.

Red flames flickered in the air. After identifying the direction, the red devil came to Peter. He glanced at the mutant being examined by medical staff not far away, grinned and thanked Peter.

"Peter we owe you another big favor!"

"I never expect favors from the Hellfire Club."

The Black Panther matter decisively abandoned him. Peter sarcastically responded to the Red Devil. The Red Devil shrugged and the matter had nothing to do with him. Polaris came over and pointed to the location of his brothers and sisters and said to Peter.

"They don't want to go to Wakanda, they want to join the Avengers with me!"

“Are you crazy?!”

Peter was very aware of Polaris' little thoughts. He looked at the other party with raised eyebrows and cursed loudly. Polaris also said shamelessly with his arms crossed.

"I don't care. I don't want to go to Wakanda. There isn't even a commercial street there, and there's no ice cream and chocolate cake. I don't care if I don't go to Wanda and Quicksilver!"

"..."

"Give me the things back..."

"ah!"

Suddenly woke up from his dream, Sam sat up soaked. Ever since the end of the New York War and Megatron was killed by the Avengers, Sam had never had a moment of peace. He was always having the same nightmare.

, in the dream, a tall and thin Cybertronian, a robot who now calls himself an Autobot, was holding a spear and kept shouting at himself, trying to snatch something from his hands.

"Damn..."

I was not in the mood to sleep at all. I looked at the time on the alarm clock and found myself suffering from insomnia again at three o'clock in the morning. Tomorrow I would go to Egypt to participate in my first student aid trip. This was the government's reward and special consideration to thank me.

But now I can't sleep. If something goes wrong, it will not only be embarrassing to Optimus Prime and others who are vouching for me, but I will also be quite embarrassed.

"What the hell is it..."

Sam never told anyone about his nightmares because he wanted to live a normal life. Of course, there was also the reason for being warned by Peter. At the end of the battle, Peter's threat made Sam remember it very deeply. It was a terrible thing.

A monster who is completely unworthy of being called a superhero. He actually wants to use his identity as a superhero to make money, and even turns the sacred word superhero into a profession. Sam is quite dissatisfied with this, and he really can't beat him.

Sam only dared to turn into a keyboard warrior and complain on the Internet.

"Sam?! What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, Mom, I just fell off the bed."

His mother's concern and inquiry sounded outside the door. He must have heard his screams and quickly explained that Sam didn't want his first student aid trip to be a mess, so he finally convinced his girlfriend and elder

If Wasp doesn't follow, I must be an ordinary person this time.

boom……

The explosion sounded outside the window, shattering Sam's window glass. He jumped out of bed quickly. Just as he was curious and wanted to walk to the window, the wall of his home was smashed. Sam's reaction to retreat was so fast that he was not caught.

Ke Ye slipped and sat on the ground. A tall and lanky robot exactly like in the dream appeared from the hole in the wall and roared at Sam.

"Give me back the key to life!"

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