The next night.

A sudden light rain dispelled the sultry heat that had just risen in New York, and the colorful neon splendor reflected a blurred light and shadow on the temporarily slippery road...

……

Brooklyn.

A black van slowly approached and stopped in front of an old-fashioned crimson residential building.

Billy. Rose got out of the car in a well-fitting jujube red suit, held an umbrella, looked up at the building in front of him, and his eyes gradually became indifferent.

In one of the rooms upstairs, Curtis's veterans' sharing session had come to an end, he looked at the people sitting in a circle, clapped his hands and said, "Thank you for sharing, everyone has their own misfortunes." I still have the same old saying, the war is over, and life goes on. Okay, that's it for today, and that's the time for tomorrow. ”

After saying goodbye to the members of the sharing session one by one, Curtis dragged a crippled leg and slowly cleaned up the chair.

Knock, two knocks sounded, Curtis turned his head to look, and a smile was on his face: "Billy, you're here, you haven't seen each other for two days." ”

Billy. Russell smiled, dragged a chair and sat down after walking in, "It was a little trouble some time ago. ”

"Are you alright?" Curtis asked worriedly.

"The matter is still under control, and I am ready to solve this problem." Billy Russell said, staring into Curtis's eyes.

"Billy, what's wrong with you?" Curtis frowned, sensing something was wrong.

"Curtis, my old friend, can you reach Frank?" Billy. Russell asked casually as he tapped his four fingers back and forth on the table.

"Isn't he dead?" Curtis smiled a little forcefully.

"Come on, old man, stop going around in circles, I need to know Frank's whereabouts." Billy Russell sighed, his eyes suddenly turning cold.

Curtis stared at Billy's eyes for a long time, and said in disbelief: "You are also involved in the affairs of Frank's family?" You're his best friend! You are even the godfather of his son! ”

In the face of Curtis's accusations, Billy. Russell said expressionlessly: "I knew in advance, but I refused to participate. Everyone has their own path to take, and it's Frank's own choice. ”

"You bastard!" Enraged, Curtis rushed up with a stump and punched Billy. Russell.

Billy. Russell flashed easily, stretched out his leg and tripped Curtis, took out a pistol and pointed it at his old friend's head, "Cripple, you have to learn to think about yourself and tell his whereabouts, we are still friends!" ”

Curtis didn't speak, and spat on Billy. Russell's face.

Billy. Russell took out a handkerchief and wiped it with an expressionless face, knocking Curtis unconscious with the butt of his gun.

"Well done!" Orangi walked in from the shadows outside the door, one eye shining with a gloomy light, "The next step is to lure Frank out." ”

Billy. Russell put away the gun, looked at his old friend who had fainted on the ground, and blurted out, "If possible, leave this lame man alive." ”

"What if he has to die?" Orangi turned his head to look at Billy. Russell, a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Then he's going to die." Billy. Russell replied expressionlessly: "Everyone has their own choice. ”

…………

The southwestern tip of Manhattan Island.

Cell Life Department Laboratory.

Samuel. Dr. Stern sat in front of the lab table and watched through an electron microscope as the red blood cells in the petri dish were stimulated to suddenly turn from red to green, and their volume expanded several times.

A drop of purple potion was carefully dripped in, and the green cells slowly returned to their original shape after several twists.

"Perfect!" Samuel. Dr. Stern laughed delightfully.

An accomplished expert in the life sciences, he established a relationship with a man named "Mr. Green" years ago under the pseudonym "Mr. Blue" to discuss the problem of gamma-ray human body mutations.

At first, he was skeptical, but after "Mr. Green" sent a blood sample, all he was left was to admire, it was a miracle!

A few days ago, "Mr. Green" suddenly contacted him to solve his problem, and after countless trials, he finally came up with an antidote.

What happens after using the antidote? Samuel. Dr. Stearns was curious.

In a van locker outside Greburn Academy, several S.H.I.E.L.D. staff members were watching the screen monitor Dr. Stern's movements.

Coulson stood aside with his arms crossed and asked, "Bruce. Is Banner going to see him? ”

"Yes, sir." A staff member replied, turning his head.

"Build a dossier for him. What's going on with General Ross now? Coulson asked, frowning.

"His subordinate Bronski has been successfully injected with the super-soldier serum, and General Ross is mobilizing special forces to rush here."

“shit！ I had a bad premonition. Coulson said helplessly.

…………

Stark Tower.

"Wow, if you can't solve the problem, solve the person who created the problem."

Tony. Stark looked at the "Greyhound" operation file on the holographic hovering frame in front of him, and said, "What a particularly effective method, General Ross. But what's the deal with so many wrong targets? It seems that the world ranking of the US Assassin University must be very bad. ”

"I heard that you are also preparing to use drones on a large scale for assassination activities, and you have already placed an order for the Osborne Group?" Tony couldn't help but shake his head, "The American people should be careful in the future..."

"That's enough, Tony. Stark! Many of those weapons were invented by you, so you don't have the right to say that here. General Ross on the other side of the screen was a little impatient, "The promise is back to you, I still have something to do, so be it." ”

Watching General Ross hang up the video call, Tony. Stark pursed his lips and continued to browse the file.

Gradually, his brow furrowed, "Something doesn't seem right..."

…………

West 52nd Street, Manhattan Island.

CBS (CBS Building)

Studio lounge on the 17th floor

Li Mo stood in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling window, smoking a cigarette, quietly looking at the bright night scene outside the window.

Just a few days ago, I was chatting and farting in a bar in this city, and no one knew me. Now everyone knows it, staying here and waiting to meet the national audience.

Life is really, a basin of dog blood...

There was a knock on the door, and a staff member walked in cautiously, and said to Li Mo a little nervously: "Li, Mr. Li, the show is about to start, you can go backstage to prepare." ”

Li Mo looked at the white young man with glasses, pursed his lips and asked, "Are you afraid of me?" I don't eat people. ”

The young man swallowed, "I, I'm not afraid!" ”

Li Mo smiled and didn't speak, turned around and walked out the door, the young man following closely behind.

"Roar!" Li suddenly turned around and made a movement of opening his teeth and claws, and the young man was so frightened that he sat on the ground, kicking his legs back indiscriminately, and screaming out loudly...

Li Mo shook his head and walked to the studio with a smile.