The way to wake up is relatively ancient, and the only two that come to mind in the summer night for some reason are one to slap by the collar and the other is to pour water.

These two methods of awakening are good at each other, and the biggest benefit that can be harvested is the hatred value of the awakened!

The former's hatred value will probably be far better than the latter's, but in the process of execution, there is a high probability that the opponent's brain will suffer an irreversible blow, resulting in temporary amnesia, and accidentally forgetting all this, the result is that the hatred value is cleared......

"Okay, what kind of mess is this?"

Summer Night patted his head, and he always felt that his head was starting to get a little out of control again.

He then took two injections from the decomposition space, one in each of their necks, and then returned to the couch and sat down.

In less than ten seconds, the boy opened his eyes first......

Okay, let's probably fix what we call him, after all, with his unshaven appearance, it's a bit too much to call him a boy.

In comparison, the girl's physical development obviously can't be regarded as a child.

The moment the two of them woke up, the mind of the summer night ran another train unrestrained, and after returning to the right track, he said: "If I were you, I don't think the first thing I would do after waking up would be a good idea to sneak up on the master here." ”

It was already a summer night, and the man behind him stopped his movements.

Facts have proven more than once that this man is far more terrible than imagined.

The difference is that when he woke up just now, he didn't know that the person sitting here now was the man he saw in the base...... Because there is no mask on the summer night now.

The corners of Summer Night's mouth hooked up a smile: "You can sit down if you want." ”

The woman who opened her eyes took a deep breath: "I feel something strange flowing in my body." ”

The man immediately looked at the summer night.

Xia Zhiye thought for a while, and said helplessly: "There is always a very strange feeling, I said girl, don't you think that your words are easy for people to misunderstand?" ”

After he finished speaking, he was exchanged for two pairs of confused eyes.

Summer Night blinked and laughed: "I like your pure eyes, sit down first, I think the previous attempt should make it clear to you that confrontation is not a perfect way out." ”

"What is this place?" The man spoke first, looking around as if it was just an ordinary reception room.

However, the man in front of him had already unarmed himself, even his mask...... Then this place is probably safe enough from where I was originally located, and not only that, but it should be private enough.

Summer Night clapped her hands: "Good question, next." ”

He didn't mean to answer, so the man's brow furrowed, but he heard the woman ask, "Who are you?" ”

"That's more of a good question." Summer Night smiled and said, "I don't know what they would call me in Hydra's base, but here, they prefer to call me a ...... Instructor! ”

"Instructor!!"

Both of them looked stunned at the same time, and then their eyes began to grow solemn.

Summer Night smiled: "It seems that Hydra has not made any other changes to this title, so, if I want, I would like to hear what kind of person I am in their mouths?" ”

"A terrible enemy."

The woman said: "Having a record of you in the archives is the biggest regret of the entire Hydra. They think the most wrong thing they've ever done was not to spot your shadow in the Super Soldier program. I didn't erase you in time, otherwise, today's ending would be a different color. ”

Summer Night was silent for a moment, then shook her head: "Always looking back at history, often you can't see the road ahead. ”

"The lessons of history can always make us avoid detours." The woman said.

Summer Night shrugged her shoulders: "But it turns out that the only lesson that history has taught us is that we never accept any lessons. ”

"I think our conversation is a little bit off track." The woman bowed her head.

"So, what was our original theme?" Summer Night said thoughtfully, "I brought you here from the base of Hydra, and then let you see my true colors. You're probably prepared for the worst, tell me, what's that? ”

"Die!"

The woman did not hesitate, the man closed his eyes and took her hand.

"Extreme thinking." Summer Night smiled and said, "Hydra said, am I murderous? ”

"I can't think of a better ending for us." Woman gazing at a summer night.

But I faintly saw that a barrier appeared out of thin air around the body of Summer Night!

The wisps of crimson color appeared in mid-air, like a steaming mist, gradually dissipating......

Summer Night looked up, "Your power is interesting, it comes from beings you don't understand. ”

The woman didn't feel that her sneak attack was a wrong decision, and she was found out by Summer Night at this moment, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, or that there was anything to be ashamed of.

She just frowned and asked, "From ...... What the? ”

"You probably think it came from a staff...... But in reality, it comes from the gem on the staff. Summernight held out his hand, and Loki's staff appeared in his hand.

When Loki attacked Earth that day, he was far less powerful than he is now.

When he finally faced a choice, he was already disqualified from leading the final direction.

As a result, the staff fell into the hands of S.H.I.E.L.D. and eventually flowed into the hands of Hydra.

Now, going around and around, this staff came to the hand of Summer Night again, he didn't have too many mixed feelings, but the palm of his hand condensed cosmic energy, and with a bang, the staff shattered, leaving only one gem, which slowly fell, and was received by Summer Night in his hand.

But it has never made contact with the skin of the summer night, floating, shimmering with magnificent light.

"In the universe, there are six Infinity Stones." An old-fashioned story, a hateful and terrible reality, comes from the mouth of a summer night.

He didn't know why, but he naturally entered a strange state of telling stories to his children and grandchildren, but this state was both rhythm and story...... Obviously all good.