Marvel’s Big Villain

Chapter 253 Seventy Years! The vicissitudes of life!

Nick Fury stood by the window at the end of the corridor, looking at the scenery outside the window boredly, moving his sore ankle on tiptoe.

It has been almost an hour and a half since Steve entered the ward, and there is still no sign of leaving. The nurse came to round the ward twice and was driven away by the agent.

In the ward, Steve and Peggy held hands and chatted cordially.

I haven't seen each other for 70 years, and they have endless things to say.

Peggy did the talking most of the time, and Steve listened with a smile.

Starting from the crash and disappearance, Peggy tells her story of the past 70 years little by little.

First is life.

She married a few years after the victory of World War II. Her husband was the one Steve rescued from the concentration camp. The two of them had a daughter, but it was a pity that both her daughter and her husband died before her.

Steve expressed surprise, he thought Peggy would be with Howard Stark.

At that time, Howard was young, handsome, talented and rich, and he was the dream lover of countless girls, and he also had a crush on Peggy.

Recalling Howard's appearance, Peggy said with a smile: "Howard is a good man. I also dated him later, but he is too hard-working and I don't like it."

He did have a playful face, and Steve smiled and asked, "And then? What does he look like now?"

"As he got older, he took it easy. Later, he found a good woman and gave birth to a son. Unfortunately, in a car accident more than ten years ago, both husband and wife died, leaving only the only son, Tony Stark, alone. .”

Steve said with emotion: "Both parents died, so his life is not easy."

Peggy saw it clearly: "It's a bad fate, who has an easy life. Howard is lucky. His son did fall for a while, but he is doing well now and has invented many useful technologies."

Indeed, compared to Howard, Peggy's life is more difficult,

Her husband and daughter passed away one after another, leaving her alone.

Now her only relative is her little niece, Sharon Carter, who works as a nurse in this hospital and looks very pretty in her twenties.

Even after World War II, life was still difficult, which Steve didn't expect.

It was a rare reunion. They didn't want to talk about these sad things again, and quickly changed the topic to work, mainly talking about the Strategic Research Institute.

Steve is very familiar with this institution, and it can be regarded as the birthplace of his brilliant life.

The purpose of the establishment of the Strategic Research Agency is to defeat the Communist Party, and its members are elite scientists and ace fighters selected from a million.

Peggy smiled and began to recall the past: "I remember that you were a thin and small man at that time, and you were bullied all day long in the scientific research office. The first time you left an impression on me was the long-distance running training. During the journey, the instructor pointed to a flag and said, whoever can take down the flag can take my car back."

Peggy slowed down and continued: "Everyone is eager to try, but the flagpole is too slippery and too long and no one has succeeded. In fact, no one has succeeded in 17 years. But... ahem...you pull out the latch and put the flagpole down , easily took the flag, and everyone was dumbfounded."

Thinking of the past, Steve also smiled: "You may have thought that I was an opportunist."

"No, Steve." Peggy shook her head: "That's not opportunistic, that's witty and clever, and it's not the same as those who only rely on brute force."

Being praised face to face by his old lover, Steve smiled a little shyly, and could only hand over a water glass to ease the embarrassment.

"By the way, do you still remember the German doctor?" Peggy asked after drinking the water. She had forgotten the name of the doctor.

Steve nodded: "Of course, Dr. Abraham Erskine, he chose me. I am very grateful to him, but it's a pity that good people don't live long and are killed by spies."

Peggy remembered: "At that time, the military was implementing the super-soldier plan. Everyone from the general to the congressman was not optimistic about you. Only Dr. Abraham firmly supported you. At that time, the congressman also did a small test. He pulled out the insurance of the grenade. Throw it at the crowd, and everyone runs away in fright, only you jump up and hold the grenade with your body."

Steve said with some emotion: "I didn't think much about it at the time, I just did it subconsciously."

Peggy said seriously: "Subconsciously...you are a gentle and kind person who will not abuse violence. Only then did I understand why the doctor chose you."

Steve was embarrassed again, and began to change the subject: "After the victory of World War II, was the Strategic Research Agency disbanded?"

"Yes, it is reborn to be precise. It is now called the Homeland Strategic Defense Offensive and Logistics Support Agency, co-founded by me, Howard, and several other scientists."

Steve complained: "What a long name."

"Yeah, insiders call it S.H.I.E.L.D. because they think it's troublesome. S.H.I.E.L.D.'s duty is to maintain world peace and stability, and it will hand over any difficult cases that the local government can't handle. The black corned egg that sent you is the current director. .”

Steve suddenly realized: "No wonder his expression became strange when he heard your name."

"He's weird, but a trustworthy commander."

"I am honored to receive your evaluation."

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Nick Fury and a nurse walked in.

Slightly curly blond hair, a round face, a slender figure, a sweet smile, and a bit of Peggy's capable temperament when she was young.

The nurse said: "Auntie, you have been chatting for two hours, it's time to take medicine and rest."

Peggy nodded reluctantly, and then introduced: "This is my little niece, Sharon Carter, and my only relative."

Steve stood up: "Hello, Steve Rogers."

Sharon smiled and shook hands: "I have known you for a long time, and my aunt often talks about you."

Since Peggy is in poor health and needs to rest, after a few brief chats, Steve is ready to leave and visit again another day.

"Wait a moment."

Holding the pill in her hand, Peggy looked at Steve with a serious expression: "The clown organization is dangerous, you must be careful."

Steve looked puzzled, but before he could ask any questions, Peggy swallowed the pill with warm water, closed her eyes and rested.

…………

Leaving the hospital full of doubts and getting into the car, Steve asked, "What is the Clown Organization?"

Nick Fury signaled the driver to drive, and then sighed: "I wanted you to get used to it for a while, but it seems that the old leader understands you."

Peggy and Nick Fury both had bad looks when it came to The Clowns, and Steve seemed to get it.

"An evil organization similar to Hydra?"

"Hydra..." Nick Fury smiled disdainfully: "It's far above it."

After finishing speaking, he took out a thick document from the car: "Let's have a look, if you know it, if you know it, if you know it, if you understand it, you will give it up."

give up!

Steve frowned slightly dissatisfied.

He never gave up even in the face of ** and Hydra.

I opened the file, and the first page was a full-body photo of a Caucasian man.

He was wearing a suit and smiling, but his expression was indescribably weird and evil.

"The leader of the clown organization...Jason Walter."

Nick Fury didn't answer, closed his eyes and rested.

The cabin became very quiet, except for the tire noise of the car engine, there was only the sound of turning pages.

Steve was very uncomfortable with Nick Fury's contempt just now.

But as the file flipped faster and faster, his heart became heavier and heavier.

Fanatical organization members all over the world, the science and technology that is close to SHIELD, and the strange and powerful superpowers...

These are just the tip of the iceberg of the Joker organization.

No wonder Nick Fury and Peggy would have that kind of expression. If they were ordinary soldiers, they would be desperate when they saw this document.

After closing the documents, the car stopped shortly under an apartment building in Brooklyn, and the two got out of the car and walked into the room on the top floor of the apartment.

"The entire building has been rented out by S.H.I.E.L.D. Your room has two bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms, with an area of ​​130 square meters, enough for you alone."

Nick Fury opened the door and introduced the electrical equipment in the house: "TV, computer, washing machine, air conditioner... are all electrical appliances that you have never seen before. The manual is on the coffee table in the living room. The basement of the apartment is also yours. I will help you transform it into a In the gym, you can practice boxing and things like that.”

Steve: "Thanks, I'll get used to it soon."

Nick Fury said: "Well, if you don't understand anything, you can ask the room opposite. Sharon Carter lives alone."

Steve was surprised: "Is she also an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Nick Fury shook his head: "No, she's just a nurse in the hospital. The nurse's salary is too low to rent a house in Manhattan, so I arranged for her to live here. Just think of me as using power for personal gain."

Unexpectedly, Steve didn't feel disgusted by this, and felt that the black marinated eggs were quite humane.

"It's getting dark, you should rest early. You don't have to worry about SHIELD and the clown organization for the time being, and you can make a decision after you really get used to it." Nick Fury didn't seem to want to involve him.

The clown organization is extremely powerful, which can be seen from the paper data.

But Steve is a ruthless character who dared to break into the concentration camp single-handedly. It is not his character to be timid before fighting.

He patted the document and said, "I'll read it all night tonight, and I can start working tomorrow."

Nick Fury smiled imperceptibly, turned and left without saying a word.

The door closed, and Steve put the files on the dining table, then sat on the sofa and started working on electrical equipment.

"The remote control... here... there are quite a few."

Steve picked up a white remote and pressed the on button.

drop!

The cabinet-type air conditioner in the living room opened its leaves, and the outdoor unit spewed out a cloud of cold air after a roar.

"I didn't expect the air conditioner to be used for home use."

The popularization of air conditioners began in the 1920s. At that time, only large supermarkets could use them, and ordinary families could not afford them.

Press the black remote control again, and the 50-inch LCD TV in the living room turns on.

"TVs are all in color..." After watching black and white TV for more than ten years, Steve is very interested in color TV.

Feeling hungry after watching TV for a while, he went to the refrigerator to take out some snacks and drinks.

"After 70 years, some things still haven't changed," Steve thought to himself, taking a swig of Coke.

Blowing on the air conditioner, watching TV, eating snacks, drinking Coke...

The fat house life of Captain America Steve Rogers begins.

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