The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 97 Steve, what floor are you on?

Unbeknownst to Angelo, Nick Fury harassed a construction worker in Hell's Kitchen while he was away. If he had known, he would have stuffed Nick Fury's bald head up his ass!

He is walking on the streets of Brooklyn now, and as for his big Mercedes-Benz G, he is handed over to No. 1 and others. The injuries on the Battle Sisters were only minor, and nothing serious. Anyway, with Dr. Ethan in the church, minor injuries are not easy to catch.

An Qiluo also confidently handed over his car to No. 1 for her to drive back.

And he himself chose to walk home, and he found that walking was faster than driving!

It seems that no matter which world you are in, traffic jams are inevitable. Angelo finally understands why. In the previous life movie, after Stark announced that he is Iron Man, he wears the Mark armor everywhere he goes. up.

Flying from the sky does not have the problem of traffic jams.

Walking back to Hell's Kitchen, you need to pass through Brooklyn. This place is next to Hell's Kitchen. Angelo's Church is at the intersection of Hell's Kitchen and Brooklyn.

Although Brooklyn's reputation here is not as notorious as Hell's Kitchen, it is also very different from the rich Manhattan area where Stark lives.

In addition to a large number of repaired traces of the old buildings on the street, many buildings still retain the style of the last century.

For example, this stork club that Angelo entered.

Although it is called a club, the decoration style is still full of the style of the dance hall of the last century. There is no one in the deserted hall, except for a back sitting at the bar in a daze. From the back, it looks like a man.

"Hey! Boss, do you have any beer? Bring me a bottle." Angelo walked over and sat by the bar and knocked on the table, "Boss, there are guests!"

The man raised his head, showing a resolute face, and his short blond hair looked like a tough guy.

"What do you want to drink? Go inside and get it by yourself. I don't know how to mix drinks. If you can, you can come by yourself." The man said, then lowered his head again and stared at the empty wine glass in front of him in a daze.

Angelo raised his eyebrows, took a bottle of the same low-quality beer from the bar as in his own church, and then took five dollars out of his pocket and put it on the bar.

He always felt that the tough guy in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He originally wanted to buy a bottle of beer to moisten his throat and walk home. He was a little thirsty from the fight just now.

But now looking at this man who was clearly out of his mind, he was a little interested.

"Hey! Dude! Have we met somewhere?" Angelo sat back on the bar again, raising the beer in his hand to the strong man with great interest.

I don't know which nerve these words touched the strong man, the strong man smiled wryly and poured another glass of wine into the glass in front of him.

"Don't be kidding, my friend, there's no way we'll meet."

Angelo raised the beer bottle in his hand and clinked a glass with the strong man, "Friend, I don't know what happened to you, but you need to get back on your feet. Life must go on, right?"

"Continue? I always feel that I am out of place in this world." The strong man took a sip of the beer in his glass, looked up and glanced at the old decoration in the club, "Maybe I can only feel more comfortable if I feel here."

"That's no good, buddy, no one likes this kind of antique decoration anymore. If you want to continue to run your business, you have to look across the street." As he spoke, Angelo raised his finger and pointed to a house across the road The newly decorated bar is crowded with people, and new customers are constantly walking in.

This is also the reason why Angelo walked into this stork club. The cheapest drink in the bar opposite is ten dollars! What a robbery! This is not Hell's Kitchen, and there is no catering confession package, why is it so expensive!

The strong man didn't even look at the bar across the way, he didn't have the slightest awareness that his peers were enemies, he just focused on dealing with the drink in front of him, "Friend, you may not believe it, I bought this bar just to wait for a girl, and it happened to be me Live here, and I'm not too good at business."

"Waiting for a girl?" Angelo became more interested. Combining these few words, he already had some guesses, but he couldn't be sure yet. "Why wait, you can go see her!"

"You're right, but no one likes antiques, especially..." the strong man hesitated, "I still owe that girl a dance, but I heard she's married."

Angelo stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Oh~ buddy! I understand! You like a woman with a husband, old lover?"

Speaking of An Qiluo, he narrowly blinked at him.

"No, no." The brawny man's moral standards were a bit ridiculous, and he was obviously flustered when he heard An Qiluo say that. "Things are a little complicated, I just..."

"Forget it, it's not important, buddy, go see her if you want to see her, I think I'm fine now, if you're nervous, I can go with you." Angelo interrupted him and continued. "You never know which will come first, tomorrow or the accident. The person you want to see should be there right away, isn't it?"

The burly man hesitated for a moment, stood up from the chair on the bar, reached out to pick up a leather jacket, and said to Angelo, "Man, thank you, I don't know your name yet."

"My name is Angelo Lee, you can call me Angelo."

"My name is Steve Rogers."

Although An Qiluo had already guessed in his heart, he was still a little surprised when he heard the other party admit it.

Steve Rogers, the famous Captain America, the moral role model in Marvel--a moral role model in everything other than dealing with shit.

What surprised Angelo was not the identity of the other Captain America, but Steve Rogers' mood swings at this time.

In previous movies, Captain America's vulnerable side was never shown. It seems that this is an almost perfect man who will never have a vulnerable side.

But it’s also right to think about it, how can a person never have a vulnerable side, especially when he has been frozen for seventy years and is at a loss in the face of this strange world. After all, he has missed Peggy Carter for seventy years.

The hero is short of breath, but the son and daughter love each other.

Seeing Angelo's somewhat surprised expression, Steve smiled wryly, and laughed at himself, "How is it? Are you surprised? An old antique that has been frozen for seventy years."

"Well, I'm really surprised. I thought you would look like the statue in the Metropolitan Museum." Angelo nodded with a smile. "They made you look so stupid, if I were you, I would sue them and make them lose money!"

Steve was even more surprised when he saw Angelo's reaction, "Dude, do you really believe that I am Captain America?"

Angelo said meaningfully, "Man, if I say that I am actually a mage, would you believe me?"

Thanks to the boss of "Floating Life and Mortal Heart" for the 100 starting point coins~