This aura is deadly

Opportunity City Psychic Authority, 3 p.m.

The white vest was soaked with sweat, and the inside of the protective gear stuck to her face, making Diana a little uncomfortable.

She cut her long hair short and had a tomboy hairstyle. Without the annoying long hair, everything in front of her seemed to become clearer.

She protected her chest with her hands, tensed her muscles, and stared at Steve Rogers three steps away through the edge of her gloves.

Diana tentatively took steps toward Steve. After a few feints, a trace of fear filled her heart, and then she retracted her steps.

She looked Steve up and down, trying to find some flaws in his posture, but strange thoughts kept popping up in her mind.

Steve was very strong, and his arms were really thick. That left punch just now was not a vegetarian. If it weren't for the protective gear on her head, Diana might have lost one of her teeth.

Diana bit the mouthguard in her mouth to keep herself focused and awake. She didn't want to admit that her thoughts just came from fear.

She took a step, leaned to the left, and made a fake left hook. Steve lowered his body, as if trying to dodge.

Diana's expression remained unchanged as she stepped hard on her left ankle and stabbed Steve's cheek with her right fist like a poisonous snake.

Steve had already seen through this blow.

Diana realized this before her fist even touched Steve.

Damn... I should have expected it... Diana secretly said.

Steve's upper body shook, and his right fist hit Diana on the left side of the upper abdomen from bottom to top.

A large piece of Diana's abdomen was dented, and her body became cold, as if her soul had been beaten out of her body. There was a dull pain around the top of her head, and the contents of her stomach surged up. Her mouth was suddenly filled with liquid, and even her feet were numb. He weighed it unconsciously.

She took several steps back and forcefully swallowed what was in her mouth. Only then did the pain in her abdominal cavity explode.

Diana bent over and narrowed one eye, digesting the unbearable pain.

I can't let him hit me again... She thought so, rubbed her abdomen, took a deep breath, and put herself into position again.

"You slowed down Diana, is that all?" Steve asked.

"It's not over yet." Diana said.

Steve hummed helplessly and repositioned himself.

Diana stepped forward towards Steve, her eyes bursting with anger. She clenched her teeth and punched Steve's cheek quickly and violently.

Steve protected his face and kept retreating, but was forced to the corner of the ring by Diana.

She felt that she had taken the initiative, kept moving her body, and stabbed Steve with her left and right fists non-stop. It was time, it was time! Diana drew back her left arm and delivered a nice uppercut to Steve's chin.

Her fist hit the air in front of Steve. Diana looked at Steve in surprise. In this short second, her door opened wide.

Steve just leaned back slightly to avoid Diana's uppercut, and then he repeated his trick and responded to Diana's panic with another uppercut.

"Bang..."

Diana's midriff was hit hard, and her feet briefly left the ground. Her internal organs felt as if they had been struck by a sharp iron pestle. The pain made her limbs feel cold, and she felt the urge to urinate. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. As if vibrating in the mouth.

She took two steps back, holding her stomach and bending down, but it was still difficult to relieve the discomfort in her abdominal cavity. The braces were spit out onto the ring mixed with saliva. Finally, she knelt down on her knees, with her head on the floor of the ring, and said unwillingly, " "Uh-huh, uh-huh..." a low moan.

Steve walked aside and helped her shoulders, waiting for Diana to recover.

"You know, I didn't use my full strength," Steve said.

"Are you...stimulating me...fuck you..." Diana cursed, grabbing the side rope next to her and standing up, wiping the saliva from her mouth with her fist gloves.

"Still angry about that?" Steve helped Diana, but Diana pushed him away.

"I don't know... Steve, those days were not easy for me. I didn't know the Authority had that kind of agreement..." Diana shook her head.

Only those who have experienced it firsthand can understand the cruelty of Level 2 interrogation protocols.

"That's not easy for anyone, but at least the chairman has changed his mind about you..." Steve comforted.

"Go to hell Chairman, go to hell! I suspect that I am the only agent in the entire Bureau who has been served by the interrogation protocol." Diana said angrily.

"What you have experienced involves high confidentiality... You have to understand the approach of the Authority..." Steve said.

"You know that feeling, Steve, it's a kind of distrust, a shameful betrayal! And it all comes from the Authority's fear of the unknown." Diana said.

"The Administration is also trying... to make up for you to the greatest extent... You are now a level 9 agent. But you must know that the two departments of the Opportunity City Administration, CPA and FPI, have less than 20 agents with level 9 authority in total. "And you don't have to go out on the field, the chairman is going to put you in charge of the Great Void Exploration Department," Steve said.

"I don't care about this... I used to think that I was fighting for a goal with a group of people. But now I find that they don't trust me." Diana said.

"Believe me Diana, we are still fighting for the same goal... to keep those things out, to protect citizens' cognition, and to let them live in familiar daily life. I have never doubted you, Diana. " Steve said.

"Where were you when I was imprisoned, Steve?" Diana asked.

"The director didn't let me get involved in your affairs, and I was dealing with something very important at the time." Steve explained.

"Who was that woman?" Diana said.

"Which one?" Steve was stunned.

"I was sitting there, and she pressed my shoulders and used her four knuckles to make me vomit a lot of the contents of my stomach. You know who I'm talking about, and I know you all saw it all through the monitor. And I also know that it was because of her that I was under house arrest!" Diana said angrily.

"I really don't know... Diana, I haven't seen it." Steve said.

"That Asian bitch... I will definitely find her, I will." Diana said coldly.

"No matter what you say, I support you... That's it for today, hurry up and make yourself feel better." Steve sighed, stepped over the side rope, and flipped off the ring.

Diana leaned on the side rope and bit the rope on the boxing gloves with her teeth, trying to take off the gloves.

"By the way, Diana... You've lost a lot of weight." Steve turned around and said before leaving.

"You're not my father," Diana said.

Steve walked out the door and closed it gently.

Diana threw one of the gloves she had taken off on the ring and saw the gloves and saliva she had spit out.

She lifted her vest and looked at her abdomen. It was flat and white, a little red and swollen, with four scary scars partially exposed, and her six-pack abs were gone. She was thinner than before she entered the 2006 timeline.

She threw the other glove on the ground, turned over and got off the ring, changed her clothes and drove to the gym.