Capitol Hill, Washington, D.C., USA.

The famous representative of neoclassical architecture, the white and flawless Parliament Building, is shining brightly today, and the Star-Spangled Banner is flying high on the top of the building.

The cylindrical portico under the dome is magnificent, and the three copper "Columbus Doors" in the porch are thick and heavy.

At this moment, on the long staircase in front of the Capitol, a press conference is being held.

A bald bearded man in a suit and leather shoes, standing behind a small oak table with the national emblem of the bald sea eagle, announced loudly into the microphone:

"At this point, the threat from the Hydra has completely disappeared, and the dark cloud of sodium over the world's heads has finally dissipated!"

"Bang bang!"

Warm applause rang out.

In front of him, there stood a group of reporters who were pressed by black, and the reporters who couldn't squeeze in even stood on the green lawn in front of the Capitol.

Behind him, there was also a dense group of government dignitaries and related people.

Everyone applauded together to celebrate this hard-won victory.

This official press conference is a comprehensive summary and review of the battle at the S.H.I.E.L.D. Sanqu wing base in New York and the fall of the Aerospace Helicarrier.

At this moment, behind the long staircase of the Capitol, the bronze doors are open, and in the golden rotunda, countless people in suits are busy walking around and busy with the various matters of the press conference.

Standing in the middle of them, a tall man in blue was particularly eye-catching.

Steve Rogers, at this moment Captain America is wearing a brand new full uniform, wearing a visor, holding his head up, and his resolute gaze is straight ahead.

A middle-aged black woman in a decent tube skirt stood beside him, helped him fix the cowhide straps on his shoulders one last time, and looked at Captain America's empty hands, the black woman couldn't help but whisper with a worried face:

"Captain, they've made a few shields on the spot, and all the details are exactly the same as the original one, so don't you really need to take one over?"

Steve Rogers shook his head and said:

"It doesn't matter, I won't be defined by that shield, what really represents our spirit is not a shield."

With that, at the prompting of a staff member, Captain America strode towards the copper gate.

The busy staff in front of them got out of the way, the bright sunlight outside the door poured in, everyone turned to look at Captain America who was walking forward, with a warm smile on their faces, and said:

"Captain."

"Captain......

"Captain, over here."

With a warm smile on his face, Captain America nodded to the people around him.

From the beginning of World War II, Captain America was initially positioned as a mascot, and later, at his own strong request, the military formed the Roaring Commando Team and put Captain America into the actual battle against the Axis powers.

Hundreds of years of experience have made him adapt to this kind of occasion, and he can cope with it appropriately, making everyone feel like a spring breeze.

Under the stairs, the scene of the press conference.

The bald bearded man had a serious face and said:

“…… Let us begin by extending our deepest condolences and silent tribute to the innocent victims of this incident. ”

The scene was solemn.

The bald bearded man raised his head and said:

"Again, there are a lot of good agents and intelligence officers who have tragically died in the fight against Hydra, including our venerable Director Nick Fury."

"But we can't afford to stand still, citizens of the United States, there are more unknown evils waiting for us in the future, Hydra is dead, but superpowers and supernatural threats remain."

"In the period following Director Nick Fury's death, it was Agent Maria Hill who was temporarily taking the position of S.H.I.E.L.D., but Agent Hill has made it clear that he wants to give this honorable and great position to someone more suitable for him."

Hearing the press spokesman say this, the reporters present already had a vague answer in their hearts, and they held their breath and were full of anticipation.

"We need a new leader to lead us!"

The bald bearded man raised his arms and vibrated in a loud voice.

He turned and pointed to the staircase behind him, and said in a loud voice:

"Let's have a ......"

"Captain America!"

"Wow-"

The crowd erupted in an uproar, more excited cheers, "click", "click", "click" shutter sounded one after another, and in the bright light of the flashing lights, Captain America Steve Rogers strode to the front of the stage.

"Captain, Captain, Captain......"

The people chanted his name, and Captain America pressed his hands down a little, and cleared his throat and began his speech.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is an honour to take over this position......

"Director Nick Fury, who has always been a dear friend of mine during his lifetime, has given more and greater meaning to this position, and I will do everything in my power to carry on his legacy and make ...... possible."

"I'll ......"

"I would ......"

"Above."

After a brief but heartfelt speech, Steve Rogers was sworn in as S.H.I.E.L.D. in front of all the reporters and staff in the room, and in front of thousands of people on television.

He vowed to use his life to protect the safety of people all over the world.

After taking the oath, Captain America lowered his arm, looked at the "crackling" flashing glare in front of him, and the hands of the reporters who scrambled to raise them, maintaining a confident and firm smile on his face, but his eyes were a little empty for a while.

The scene of noisy things in front of me became a little blurred in a trance.

Captain America held the table in his hand, looked ahead, his lips moved slightly, and said in a voice low enough that only he could hear:

“Hail Hydra！”

……

"Smack!"

Fu Qinghai pressed the remote control and turned off the TV.

Recalling the press conference and inauguration ceremony just now, his fingers unconsciously groped for the stubble on his lips, and the corners of Fu Qinghai's mouth slowly hooked up a smile.

Nick Fury died, and Maria Hill, who had taken refuge in Stark Industries, chose not to serve as the second Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., but to be the long-awaited Captain America, as in the comics.

After the MCU's insight plan went bankrupt, under Fu Qinghai's forcible intervention and correction, the plot line of the Marvel Comics universe returned to normal.

As planned.

Everything went as planned.

The smugness in Fu Qinghai's eyes flashed.

Wait a minute, why is this sentence so familiar.

Fu Qinghai suddenly felt that something was wrong, and for a moment, the invisible blue terrifying existence that was full of eyes and two twisted and intertwined small heads on the top of his head appeared in his mind.

Fu Qinghai shook his head, dispelled the unrealistic associations in his mind, reached out and stroked the bulge that was lying in front of him, which felt very good, and smashed his mouth.

Justin Hammer is in the mansion in the wealthy area of Long Island, New York, at this moment, Fu Qinghai is wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, half-lying on the wide sofa, Justin Hammer obediently lies on his waist, letting the rough big hand explore his delicate body, his hands are propped under the sharp chin, and he looks up at the man leaning on the back of the sofa.

She could see in his eyes the joy of a successful plan, the pride of an ambition about to be realized, and the desire for great power.

Ambitious men are still a bit handsome.

Justine thought silently.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, there was a spicy pain in the buttocks.

Fu Qinghai lowered his head: "What are you staring at me?" ”

Without waiting for Jia Si to answer, Fu Qinghai picked up the sexy hot girl by the waist and walked to the bedroom of the luxury villa.

……

An hour before the press conference and the inauguration.

Trenton, underneath a red brick building in Old Town.

In the underground underground, in the deep secret base, this place is no longer the busy but orderly appearance of Upton when he first arrived, and at this moment it is full of people fleeing in a panic, experimental equipment is staggering, experimental materials are scattered all over the ground, there are gunshots from time to time, and shouts of arrest.

A group of people with serious faces were walking towards the depths of the passage.

The leader is a man with a pale face and a trench coat.

He walked in a hurry, his face was gloomy, and he didn't care about the chaotic scene in the underground base, and led the team behind him straight to the deepest part of the base.

All of this is seen by a plastic doll lying quietly in the corner.

A S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who had taken the lead in completing the exploration and search of the deepest part of the base came to Alexandro and reported in a low voice:

"Sir, it's strange inside, it's an empty children's room, and other than that, we'...... We also found the Red Skull. ”

Red Skull!?

Alessandro was startled, and his face instantly lifted again.

Sure enough, the problem is here, the Red Skull has been quietly resurrected, and the real leader of Hydra is hiding here, and the plot line mission will not end if he is not killed.

Alessandro thought to himself.

Thinking that he was close to the truth, he couldn't wait to say:

"What about the Red Skull, have you been arrested, I'm going to interrogate him!"

"No, sir." The agent shook his head slightly, and said with a strange expression:

"The Red Skull is dead, only his body has been found here, and judging from the preliminary autopsy analysis, it has been dead for quite a long time."

"Uh...... What did you say? ”

Alessandro's head was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Red... The Red Skull is dead.

Who killed him?

Whoever dies at the hands of the victims, the key is...... Now that the Red Skulls are dead, why hasn't the storyline quest ended yet?

No matter how much Lev Alessandro racked his brains here, he couldn't get an answer.

On the other side, an agent found a plastic doll lying quietly in the corner in the utility room, with a thin layer of dust on its head.

The agent picked up the plastic doll, reached out and patted the dust on the top of his head, looked left and right twice, and muttered in a low voice: "Strange." ”

Then he threw the doll into a cardboard box.

After the carton was full, it was packed and sealed with duct tape by another agent, and the seal read:

"S.H.I.E.L.D. Evidence Reserved."

……

Washington, D.C., Capitol.

Captain America did not conduct a routine interview session, and after announcing that he was the new director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he walked straight to the rotunda behind him.

However, the reporters were unwilling to let him go, and they swarmed up, and under the obstruction of the security personnel, they stretched the microphone in front of Steve Rogers with all their might, and kept throwing out one question after another.

"Captain, how do you plan to proceed with the next steps?"

"Captain, what was the first thing you did when you became the Chief of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"Captain Rogers, there is news that the last three members of the Hydra Supreme Council are still at large, and Baron Zemo has been spotted in the internationally neutral port of Madridpo, are you going to arrest them?"

"Captain, where is your shield?"

Hearing this last question, Captain America's footsteps paused slightly.

He looked up and looked over the crowd to a man standing behind a group of staff members.

It was a handsome black man in a black suit, smiling and nodding at Captain America, his hands folded into fists and placed on his chest.

This scene was watched by a young photographer in a baseball cap hidden in a group of reporters, who pulled the brim of his hat to cover his face, and freckles on his cheeks were faintly visible in the shadow.

……

The affluent neighborhood of Long Island, New York, that familiar mansion.

The green grass is like grass, the white bricks are like porcelain, the water waves of the pool are blue and translucent, and the brilliant and dazzling sunlight shines directly on the water surface of the pool, breaking into sparkling waves.

Fu Qinghai wore sunglasses and lay lazily on a white recliner in a large shape, with several empty beer bottles on the ground.

In the pool next to her, a beautiful woman in a dark red bikini swimsuit, like a vigorous and elegant mermaid, swims in the light blue transparent water.

"Whoa!"

The pool was churning, Justin Hammer leaned out of the water, above her shoulders above the water, thin streams and crystal droplets, down her slender neck and delicate collarbones, she closed her eyes, her long wet eyelashes covered her lower eyelids, raised her hands to wipe the remaining droplets of water on her face, and brushed back a dark blonde wet hair, revealing a smooth forehead.

Jia Si opened his deep and seductive eyes, lying on the edge of the pool, looking at Fu Qinghai, who was pretending to sleep.

"Jingle Bell Bell Bell!"

At that moment, the mobile phone on the cushion next to him rang, and Justin Hammer swam over to the edge of the pool, picking it up and putting it to his ear.

The first words that came from it made her frown.

The more she listened, the more serious her face became, and she was close to the point where her face sank like water.

Fu Qinghai turned his head to look at Jia Siting, and was about to prick up his ears to eavesdrop on the content of her call, when suddenly, the mobile phone in his hand vibrate, and his mobile phone also called.

Fu Qinghai picked up his phone and saw that it was Ron.

Fu Qinghai picked up the phone and put it to his ear:

"Hey, Ron, tell me the good news, I guess you've found the molecular rearranger?"

"No, Aoyama." Ron's voice came over there:

"I've found another important clue that you might be interested in."

As he spoke, Ron used his own means to mix up as a trainee photographer, and participated in the inauguration ceremony of the Capitol Hill American team with external reporters, and informed Fu Qinghai, especially the last scene.

Fu Qinghai frowned.

"You mean, the black man......"

"That's right, he's a panther."

On the other end of the line, Ron affirmed.

King T'Challa, is he...... Fu Qinghai touched his chin and pondered.

Ron says:

"The logic of my guess is this: Captain America's shield is not with us, he has lost his shield, he must find a way to get a new one, where to get it, Wakanda, which is technologically advanced and rich in vibranium, is the best choice."

Fu Qinghai Road:

"But according to the timeline, Black Panther and Captain America shouldn't know each other yet."

Ron Dao:

"Like Project Insight, there are reincarnations from the S.H.I.E.L.D. camp, who gave advice to Captain America according to the plot in the MCU."

In the Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America used a split double shield fixed to his arm for a while, which was built for him by Wakanda.

There are far more people who have watched the Marvel series of movies than those who have read the original Marvel comics, and many of the suggestions given by reincarnators to the plot characters are based on the plot in the MCU.

Not...... Fu Qinghai thought about it, but this is not quite the same as the insight plan, just a suggestion is not enough, without an introducer, Captain America can't even find where the Wakanda Kingdom is, there is an invisible technology force field that covers the entire kingdom.

Speaking of introducers, Fu Qinghai's eyes lit up.

He remembered the two black reincarnators he had encountered in the first Helicarrier.

One of the men, using a blue blanket-like outfit to conjure up a translucent wall of energy to block his own mass bomb, claimed to be a border tribe from Wakanda.

I see, Fu Qinghai bowed slightly.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: Ron has indeed become smarter.

Fu Qinghai praised:

"Great, Ron, you've got a very important piece of information, and based on that information, I also came up with a brilliant idea, and I'm going to find a way to contact Upton right now, and then I'll start implementing it."

Hung up the phone here, and on the other side, Justin Hammer had already finished calling, and she walked out of the pool, her face gloomy and depressed, like a walking corpse, stepping on the white bricks and walking slowly towards Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai looked at her like this, frowned slightly, got up and walked over, hugged her cold in his arms, and asked in a low voice:

"What's wrong with you, Justine?"

Jia Si buried his head between Fu Qinghai's arms and chest, the tip of his nose rubbed hard against Fu Qinghai's skin, and there was a trace of sadness in his voice as thin as a mosquito:

"Nathan Lemmon called to tell me that my dad died on the space station."

Is Justin Hammer dead?

Fu Qinghai was stunned.

He had forgotten about it.

Calculate the time, pancreatic cancer is in the advanced stage, and old Hammer can almost be dog-led.

Fu Qinghai hugged the sad beauty in his arms, raised his head, and sighed with emotion for a while:

Nick Fury is dead, Baron von Straker is dead, and Justin Hammer is dead.

These famous plot characters have finally come to an end.

In fact, to save old Hammer, Fu Qinghai also has some methods, in Venom's personal magazine, the venom host, Eddie Bullock in his later years, is also suffering from cancer, and it is by relying on the symbiote venom to constantly devour cancer cells for him, so that he can survive healthily until now.

But there is a big downside here, the symbiote does not completely cure the cancer, it can only be regarded as a safe and painless chemotherapy, once Eddie Bullock leaves the venom, he will soon have the cancer cells spread and die.

Fu Qinghai can't let Ron's symbiote be attached to old Hammer all the time, so who is this symbiote?

What's more, utilitarianly speaking, what reason does Fu Qinghai have to save Justin Hammer and save this old Yin Coin who has done all the bad things?

Fu Qinghai gently patted Justin Hammer's back, and was about to say a few words of comfort, when Justine, who was buried in his chest, suddenly raised his head and pushed Fu Qinghai hard, Fu Qinghai didn't know why, but still sat on the recliner according to her strength.

Justin Hammer's messy hair covered her eyes, she sat on Fu Qinghai's abdominal muscles, and Fu Qinghai could vaguely feel the touch there through the thin swimsuit fabric, Justin put her hands on Fu Qinghai's chest, and said in a low voice:

"Give it to me, right now!"

Fu Qinghai looked surprised: "Here?" ”

"Hmm." Justine Hammer nodded heavily, his voice hoarse as that of a wounded female leopard, "I have driven all the servants away, and now, you want me, immediately, to torture me with your hardest and hardest posture and means!" Tear me apart! ”

Fu Qinghai's head suddenly grew big.

A Zhang Yuning, a Justin Hammer, these women who have taken a fancy to me, why are they all a little weird?!

Meaning: Normal women won't be good for me?

…………