"Didi!"

Steve, who was looking at the pattern on the shield on the side of the road, looked up, and the sound of a car horn not far away woke him up from his musings again, and he saw that the people in the car were looking at him.

Decades passed, and the man's appearance had not changed at all, the short stubble, and the one-eyed covered by a black leather blindfold, although it seemed very intimidating to outsiders, Steve only felt kind and kind.

"The Godfather." Steve stood up, his head and shoulders drooping, and he didn't even feel like he could see anyone.

"Get in the car, kid." Su Ming beckoned to him and pushed open the co-pilot's door.

This car was also picked up, but it was picked up from someone else's house, and the strangulation is very good at changing the key, just need to let the body flow into the lock hole, and then harden it.

"I'm waiting for Peggy, she's still in the White House." Steve pointed across the road, where the Stars and Stripes were still flying over the ruins.

"She can't lose it, so you can't be so inseparable, you have to keep an eye on her wherever she goes, right?" Su Ming showed a helpless smile, at least in the past few days, Peggy must not have time, and now the dispute between the SSR and the Federation and the military depends on her.

Whether or not they can get better conditions for reorganization after disbandment is very important to everyone in the SSR, because it was invaded by Mustache and Hydra, and this pot SSR was decided, and what Peggy could do was to find a way to divide the black cauldron before Congress closed the coffin.

As for whether it will be assigned to the FBI, the CIA, or other departments, it depends on whether she can get their handle or pay the right price.

The SSR chief turned out to be a spy and is now dead, and the rest of the top brass also suffered heavy losses in the rebellion at Camp Caspian headquarters, and now the only people who can talk are Captain America, Agent 13, and Howard and Fury.

Steve, autistic; Howard...... The tour went; Fury is black.

Then the only way to communicate with the upper echelons is to rely on Peggy.

This is bound to involve a lot of intrigue and exchange of interests, and it will definitely take a lot of time.

It's not a trouble to suffer a loss, according to Su Ming's experience, the sharing pot meeting after suffering a loss is really troublesome.

No matter what kind of organization it is, big or small, if you want to be stable, you must have someone to take the blame.

The reason why the Justice League is relatively stable is because Xiao Shan, Bat and Superman are good at carrying the blame, and the three often rush to carry the back, once the Zhenglian suffers a loss, the first thing the three of them often say when they meet: "It's my fault." ”

Put the pot on your back first, and then discuss how to solve the problem, so that everyone will not have any psychological burden.

And Marvel's side of the Avengers has had several civil wars, several civil wars with mutants, and even Hydra has had civil wars, mostly because of poor communication and wanting to shake the pot, and no one takes the pot, so it is very unpleasant for each other.

Anyway, in Su Ming's opinion, the only good way to solve this problem is not to let yourself suffer from it in the first place.

Steve looked at the ruins not far away, and at the eyes of the people in the carriage, he smiled bitterly, but obediently sat in the co-pilot, and let Mr. Wilson start the car and carry him in an unknown direction.

In fact, Su Ming came to Steve, on the one hand, to see how he was doing, and more to protect him. America needs heroes in times of war, but in today's Cold War era, the heroes it needs are better unsung heroes.

Steve is so famous, and perhaps for some, a bit of an eyesore.

However, with a big capitalist like himself giving him a platform, there is still some deterrence, which is the power of wealth.

"I watched TV, so I came to look for you." While driving, Su Ming talked to Steve.

Now that he was not paying attention, Steve was looking at his shield in a daze, as if he had been greatly shaken.

How so? Probably it can only be said that it is a side effect of the serum, 'the better the good, the worse the bad', in fact, to put it bluntly, Su Ming felt that Dr. Erskine's serum was a disguised amplification of the characteristic of 'stubbornness', so that the brain would not turn sharply.

On the positive side, it can be said that the willpower is strong and unwavering. But to put it in a derogatory term, it's stubborn.

Both Steve and Red Skull are typical, and both known users of SSS serum are unusually stubborn and reckless.

"I killed the wrong person, I don't deserve to be a hero."

Captain America sighed, looking very decadent, but at the same time he looked at Su Ming with a hopeful gaze, wanting to hear what the godfather had to say.

After all, it's an elder.

Su Ming had long expected this, he took out two cigars and threw one for Steve, Captain America said that it would be useless not to smoke, and Su Ming stuffed the cigarette roll into his mouth and lit the fire.

"You've killed a lot of Americans, I've seen it on TV, but in my opinion, it's not a problem." Su Ming took back the lighter and lit a cigarette for himself with satisfaction.

"Ahem....." Steve just coughed, his face wrinkled.

Su Ming's eyes flashed, and he forced Steve to smoke, or a cigar, naturally because it was a special added version of a hydra!

Those fools planned to use this cigar to control Dr. King, but they were cut off by Deathbell, and the cigar fell into his hands. After all, it's a specialty, and it still has the W logo of Wilson's Enterprises on it, so he kept it, just to arrange it for Steve now.

With a dead eye like Steve, even if Su Ming said dry saliva, he might not be able to persuade him, so he simply drugged it directly.

Simple, rough and effective.

Captain America benefits from the SSS serum, and the metabolism rate is fast, but as long as you hold this 'mushroom smoke', the medicine will work quickly.

Steve doesn't usually smoke, so naturally he doesn't know what a normal cigar tastes like, and he doesn't care why there is a hole in the cigar that looks like it has been pierced by a knife.

So in just a few seconds, Steve's eyes became confused.

"Raise your hand." Su Ming experimented with the effect first.

Sure enough, Steve held his shield in both hands and raised it as if he were holding a pot.

"Well, lift your feet."

So Steve lifted his feet up again.

Seeing that the effect is good, then within the burning time of the cigar, Su Ming can carry out his plan.

He began to teach Steve to speak as if he were an elementary school Chinese: "Then read it to me - heroes are about fighting bad guys and saving good people." ”

“...... Fight the bad guys and save the good guys. Steve repeated blankly.

"There are bad guys and good guys in Americans." Although things are not so simple, and it is difficult to judge whether people are good or bad, it can only be understood by a mind like Steve if it is said simply enough.

“...... There are bad guys and good guys. Steve repeated again with a stunned gaze.

Su Ming taught again: "I killed all the bad guys, although they are all Americans, but I am not at fault." ”

“....... I didn't do anything wrong. Steve repeated.

"Very well, repeat these words a hundred times." Su Ming nodded with satisfaction, the child can be taught, and washing the brain is easier than washing clothes.

"Very well, repeat these words a hundred times." Steve really 'repeated' the phrase.

"No, I'm not asking you to repeat that!" Su Ming's hand holding the cigarette paused and scratched his head.

"No, I'm not asking you to repeat that!" Steve even spoke like him in tone.

Su Ming sighed, although it was a little unsmooth, he just accompanied Steve to read it hundreds of times......