When Su Ming returned to the table, the barbecue was still hot, and he rubbed his hands calmly, as if nothing had happened."
It's cold outside today, so you don't have to wait for me, keep eating, Steve, come and drink."
Steve undoubtedly picked up his wine glass and touched it with Su Ming, although he had already drunk a lot of gin, but the super soldier had a high-speed metabolism, and alcohol basically had no effect on him."
Did you pick the right gift for Howard?"
He noticed that Howard hadn't come back and should have gone home.Su Ming took a sip of red wine and nodded with a smile: "Yes, Maria was very happy to see the gift, she said that it was the best Christmas gift she had received in her life." ”"Aren't Christmas presents usually opened tomorrow morning?
I remember when I was a kid my dad would always put the gift in his sock and hang it on the fireplace in my house after I fell asleep. ”Steve didn't understand the Stark family's habits, it was only eight o'clock in the evening, and it was too early to open the gifts."
It's all Howard's fault, you know that he's the guy, he likes to show off when he has some good things, and he can't wait a minute or a second."
Su Ming looked a little helpless, as if he blamed Howard for ruining the surprise.Steve thought about it, and it was true, Howard usually hyped up something new, and he was always idle when he played mahjong with him.A few days ago, he invented a new bomb, and last month he made a new weapon, and it seems that the rest of Stark Industries has no research and development capabilities, and it is completely dependent on him to support it.Steve is now a qualified cartoonist, his leisure activity is to go to Stark's mahjong house to 'go out and get materials', and he has some ideas for the next work, he wants to draw a bloody comic that uses mahjong to fight.The protagonist must be a beautiful girl.,It's called a mahjong woman or something.。
Although the alcohol didn't work for Steve, he was visibly in a much better mood now, and he expertly cut a piece of meat onto his plate: "Howard should indeed go home, I heard from Fury that Maria gave birth to a son to Howard the other day, and I haven't bothered to go up to see the little one." ”"I just met, he named the child Anthony Edward Tony Stark, God, I don't know how the name is so long, so I call him Tony."
Su Ming smiled and nodded, agreeing with Steve's point of view, and asked, "Nick Fury is still in contact with you now?"
”"I was fired from the logistics department before, but then didn't Nick Fury organize a team called the Avengers, which is a private supernumerary system, and he wants me to lead the team, so he often comes to harass me."
Steve shrugged and rolled his eyes: "Like sneaking into my apartment while I'm not there and sitting on a couch in the dark."
Or blatantly picking the lock and coming in, like chewing gum, and he told me a lot of things. ”"Tsk, even though I didn't have much contact with Fury as a sponsor of the logistics department, I heard that he never liked lighting, and if you think about it, it must be scary for him to hide in the dark."
Su Ming pretended to be unfamiliar.Steve nodded: "Who's to say it isn't, you shouldn't have seen him in a long time, right?"
A few years ago he was blind in one eye during a battle, have you heard?
”"No, are the injuries serious?"
Su Ming looked sympathetic."
I probably checked it, and the eyeball was necrotic, but he said he didn't want to remove it, who knows what to think."
Steve stole a glance at Su Ming's blindfold, as a friend he wanted to buy Fury the same style: "And the team called the Avengers, I've seen it on the news a few times, and those members don't seem to be so decent." ”Steve now has a little money of his own, after all, the discharge fee and the comic manuscript fee are very good figures."
Avengers?
I haven't seen their news, but if you don't think they're good guys, you can't even agree to Fury, who has a heart darker than his skin. ”Su Ming patted the back of Steve's hand with concern, with a kind look, like an ordinary old man who didn't know anything.Actually?
The first generation of Avengers were really not good people, they were just people who did the dirty work for Fury.There are only four members, namely a split personality, a hostile spy, a serial killer, and a green tea girl.Among them, the 'hunter' Kraven is the most famous, he regards killing as hunting, first arresting people and then throwing them on isolated islands for them to escape, the jungle is full of traps he has set in advance, he will take the hunting dog to hunt them down a few hours after the prey leaves, and after killing the prey, he cruelly skins and cuts off the head as a souvenir, this is the 'Kraven game'.In the 616 universe, the seventy-year-old Kraven was able to defeat Spider-Man, and Spider Sensing couldn't even get Peter to escape from the old man."
I know, Godfather."
Steve nodded, looking very useful for Su Ming's concern, he took the initiative to raise his glass: "Don't talk about Fury's dark people, I'm fine now." ”Su Ming nodded, and raised his glass very approvingly: "That's right, they're too dark, don't play with them."
Cheers kids, Merry Christmas. ”Gin and the secret guest glanced at each other, and both of them smiled brightly.Winter goes to spring, and it's another time of the year when the snow melts.On this day, Steve was sitting in his studio sketching the new comics, and his ears were filled with the sound of water dripping on the balcony after the ice edges on the eaves melted, and the wind was still very cool in early spring, but with his physical fitness, he didn't care about that.He opened the window to ventilate the studio, and almost every day he shrunk into the studio converted from this small attic, with empty beer cans and leftover lunch boxes from takeout, so that the smell around him was not very good.However, for some reason, he was a little out of shape today, feeling restless and always sneezing.You must know that after the transformation of the super soldier, things like colds are insulated from him, and the current performance is completely unreasonable."
Is this what the godfather said, that someone is saying bad things about me behind my back?
It must be the editor-in-chief of the Clarion Daily, and he is really getting more and more proficient in urging manuscripts. ”Steve smiled bitterly, the new comic is still in the stage of conception and character setting, how can it be so fast?
Urging and urging, these soul-chasing editors are simply more troublesome than Hydra, at least Steve will not be so helpless in the face of Hydra.He dropped the pen in his hand, stood up helplessly, moved his shoulders, and walked to the barbell in the corner, intending to do hundreds of 500-kilogram bench presses to change his brain.The army-green T-shirt was bulging with muscles, and the heavy barbell for ordinary people was quickly pushed up and put down by him, as if they had been pushed out.He thinks about things while exercising, and he realizes that he is facing a lot of problems, like a belated midlife crisis has finally come, and nothing is going well.There was no news of Peggy for another month, and she seemed to treat the 'playground' base as her home, and devoted herself wholeheartedly to the construction of the country.But she's British, and although she's a dual citizen, she's still British.The "Ring, Ring, Ring" phone rang suddenly, and Steve's hand paused, and he put the barbell back in place, and sat up from the gym equipment in confusion.He clearly remembered that he unplugged the phone line before going to bed yesterday, because the editor urged the manuscript too often.Did he plug the phone back in when he woke up today?
It seems a little strange that there isn't, but since the phone rang and he heard it, there is no reason not to answer.He picked up the towel around his neck to wipe his sweat, and picked up the phone with one hand: "Steve." ”"I'm Howard, Steve, and I have something to tell you."
Howard's unusually heavy tone turned into something like this, even a person like him, who was usually frivolous to the extreme, suddenly made Steve have a bad premonition."
What's going on?""
Mr.
Wilson passed away last night, and today is the day of the funeral."
Howard let out a deep breath, and a sniff came from the earpiece.Steve squeezed the microphone tightly, his face trembling, but he still had one last glimmer of hope: "Which Mr.
Wilson?"
”He wished for someone with the same surname, not the one he knew.Howard's voice shattered his last hope: "Your godfather, Slade. ”"No, it can't be, he's in good health and he's still young."
Steve kept shaking his head, the towel in his hand being torn: "The last time we met, he was still there" "Accept reality, Steve, listen." ”Howard interrupted him and raised his voice a bit: "He's just looking young, you're in your fifties yourself, what about him?"
”There was a long silence on the phone, and it was a long time before Steve's voice could be heard in a trance: "Where is he?"
”"Trinity Church, I'll wait for you."
Steve didn't know how he got out of the door, and even forgot how he got to the front of the church, and he only reacted after being pushed and shoved again and again.The sky was overcast, the Gothic roof of Trinity Church pointed to the sky, the cemetery next to the building was bare with trees, and the muddy earth had a little snow in the shade.There were many, many people who came, not only the employees of Wilson's company, but also many people who had been helped by the company.For example, loyal consumers over the past few decades, businessmen who have done business with businesses, and Steve has seen many World War II veterans who survived the battlefield with Wilson's iron-walled tanks.These people were all coming from the funeral, and the nearby streets were packed, and the occasional car horn was even more shrill and desolate.There was no way to get everyone into the church, and many people had to wait outside the church to be buried, holding flowers of all colors, and they were very sad.Howard was standing in front of the church in a black suit, with Mary holding her baby next to him, talking to Lorraine, who was in charge of guest registration, and did not see Steve's arrival.Steve went over to greet him, and he just turned around and gave him a hug: "Go in, Gin is waiting for you." ”