"Damn, haven't you blocked the Marvel Huts site yet?"

Nick Fury's roar almost shattered the bulletproof glass in the director's office, and a group of S.H.I.E.L.D. network technology section members were trembling, not daring to say anything, for fear that the one-eyed dragon would pour out his anger on him in the next second.

In desperation, the head of the network technology section in a suit and leather shoes had no choice but to brush his sweat-soaked eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "The keyboard warrior who made the website is very skilled, as long as any information terminal enters a specific domain name, it will pass through dozens or hundreds of network nodes, and directly arrive at the website without going through the network service company, just like..."

"It's like there's a satellite in the sky for him. A clerk with glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle took over.

Nick Fury smiled, "Hehe, S.H.I.E.L.D. provides you with billions of dollars every year, not to let you industrious otaku go to any hub, tube and other websites all day long!"

Why don't you say that Elon Musk (CEO and CTO of SpaceX) is an alien who is stepping on a special satellite?"

The one-eyed dragon director's saliva splashed everywhere, and the naked eye sprayed the staff member's face, who could only twist his facial features into a ball and did not dare to speak.

Fortunately, Phil Coulson stood up in time to be a peacemaker and said: "Wake up, everyone go back to work hard, and first find out the keyboard man hiding behind the Internet." ”

When the clerks who were glad that they had survived came out, Phil Coulson casually took out two camel cigarettes from the corner of the bookshelf next to the wall and threw one to Nick Fury behind his desk.

Chief One-Eyed skillfully lit the cigarette with a cigarette lighter, shoved it into his mouth, and took a deep breath, "I have a bad feeling, Phil. ”

"Why do you say that? It's just a trivial matter, compared to the Hydra that lurks in the shadows and has power all over the world, the keyboard warrior is just a disease of ringworm. ”

Nick Fury flicked the cigarette ash down with a blank face, and the black-gray embers landed in the glass dish on the table, ".... I don't think that the keyboard warrior who has the ability to pinpoint the video footage of the manhunt is a small shrimp, and no matter what the intentions of this person or group are, he can predictably cause harm to the United States. ”

Phil Coulson sighed, turned around and asked, "What are you going to do over there, Steven?"

The one-eyed dragon snorted and said coldly: "What should I do?

Phil's expression was a little complicated, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of his office, and looked outside at the brilliant afterglow shining on the Great Rift Valley, reflecting the rock walls on both sides of the rift valley in brilliant gold.

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At this moment, Steven Rogers is jogging around the National Mall in Washington, D.C., as usual.

Construction began in 1833, halted by the Civil War, and was not completed until 1884, the Washington Monument towers into the sky, and the rectangular pond below is gently rippled by the breeze and shatters his reflection.

Exhale, inhale, and pump air into the lungs, blood flows, and oxygen is delivered to muscle groups that are several times stronger than normal, even though he is maintaining the top speed of an Olympic 100-meter runner, Steven still has the slightest hint of fatigue.

Bullets, artillery fire, the roar of Nazi soldiers, the screams of bombers passing through the sky... Memories of the past flooded back, and Steven sighed softly and slowly stopped.

"I can't imagine that the strong and unyielding Captain America also has times when he sighs. ”

A slightly hoarse female voice sounded behind herself, and Steven smiled slightly, turning to see the lazy and charming face.

"Natasha, aren't you going on vacation to Romania?"

Natasha Romanoff, or the Black Widow of the Avengers, rolled her eyes and threw the towel she was carrying in Steven's face, "Haven't you been in the headlines lately? ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked side by side to the lawn and sat down.

Natasha stretched and asked, "Nick, did they find out?"

"Not yet, I'm afraid Nick is going mad on the Helicarrier," Steven said casually, shrugging his shoulders.

Natasha glanced him up and down, frowned, and said, "The person who can list the relevant video files that are classified as confidential and publish them on the Internet must not be an idle person, you better be careful recently." ”

Steven scratched his head and smiled, "I'm just an old man from decades ago, what can they expect from me?"

"How?" Natasha rolled her eyes and gave Steven a hard blow. She herself has taken super potions, and like Captain America, she is an Allied soldier who survived the World War II era (only 8 years younger than Team America), and she is naturally a little unhappy to hear such words for decades.

Steven grinned and raised his hand in surrender, admitting defeat: "OK, OK, my fault." ”

Natasha chuckled, leaned over the soft grass, and asked in a low voice, "At that time, why did you let that mutant fugitive go?"

Steven blinked imperceptibly, and said calmly, "Isn't that website very clear? I'm worried that if I make a move, I'll let him fall off the traffic." ”

However, Natasha didn't seem to buy it, she sneered, and said: "It's okay for you to deceive others with this kind of talk, if you want, you can catch him at the last moment and not let anyone get hurt." ”

Black Widow's eyes gradually narrowed, she stared at every muscle movement on the other party's eyebrows, and said word by word, "Why did you let him go?"

Steven's expression faded, and he stood up from the lawn to look at the 169.045-meter-high Obelisk in Washington, D.C., and the pleasantly scattered pedestrians below. ‘’

Natasha tapped the ground and stood up like floating paper, standing side by side with Steven, "You can trust me, Steven." ”

Her voice was so soft, like a veil of light veils stirred by the evening breeze.

The corners of Steven's mouth twitched, but finally turned sideways and shook his head slightly, "I don't want to involve you." ”

Natasha kicked the other party's calf twice with anger on the corner of her eyebrows, and shouted: "We used to face the crazy Nazis, and fought the alien fleet summoned by Loki, but now you refuse to share the burden with your comrades, what is it that scares you? Is it Hydra?"

Steven's expression was complicated, he looked at the Capitol in the shadow of power in the distance, and the majestic and quiet Lincoln Memorial, like a lonely walker standing in front of the abyss,

After a long time, Captain America spoke, "Natasha, do you know about the mutant transformation program led by William Stryker?"