The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 97: Steve, what floor are you on?

Unknown to Angelo, Nick Fury harassed a construction worker in Hell's Kitchen while he was away. If he had known, he would have stuffed Nick Fury's bald head up his ass!

He is walking on the streets of Brooklyn now, and as for his Mercedes-Benz Big G, he gave it to No. 1 and others. The injuries on the Combat Sisters were only minor, and nothing serious. Anyway, there is Dr. Ethan in the church, and the minor injuries are not easy to catch.

Angelo also reassured her to hand over his car to No. 1 for her to drive back.

And he himself chose to walk home, and he found that walking was faster than driving!

It seems that no matter which world he is in, traffic jams are inevitable. Angelo finally understands why. In the previous life movie, since Stark announced that he is Iron Man, he wears Mark armor wherever he goes. .

Flying from the sky does not have the problem of traffic jams.

To walk back to Hell's Kitchen, you need to pass through Brooklyn. This place is next to Hell's Kitchen. Angelo's Church is at the intersection of Hell's Kitchen and Brooklyn.

Although Brooklyn's reputation is not as infamous as Hell's Kitchen, it is also very different from the rich Manhattan area where Stark lives, which is also impossible, and a large number of poor people gather here.

In addition to a large number of repaired traces in the old buildings on the street, many buildings still retain the style of the last century.

For example, the Stork Club that Angelo walked into.

Although it is called a club, the decoration style is still full of the style of the dance hall of the last century. There are no people in the deserted hall, only a back of a man sitting at the bar in a daze. From the back, it looks like a man.

"Hey! Boss, do you have any beer? Bring me a bottle." Angelo walked over and sat at the bar and knocked on the table, "Boss, there are guests!"

The man raised his head, revealing a resolute face, with short golden hair that looked like a tough guy.

"What do you want to drink? Go inside and get it yourself. I don't know how to mix drinks. If you can, you can do it yourself." As the man spoke, he lowered his head again and stared at the empty wine glass in front of him in a daze.

Angelo raised his eyebrows, took a bottle of inferior beer of the same style as his church from the bar, and took out five dollars from his pocket and put it on the bar.

He always felt that the tough guy in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He wanted to buy a bottle of beer to moisten his throat and walked home, but he was thirsty from the fight just now.

But now, looking at this obviously lost man, he is somewhat interested.

"Hey! Dude! Have we met before?" Angelo sat back on the bar again and raised the beer in his hand to the strong man with interest.

I don't know which nerve this sentence touched the strong man. With a wry smile, the strong man poured another glass of wine into the glass in front of him.

"Stop joking, friend, we can't possibly meet."

Angelo raised the beer bottle in his hand and touched the strong man, "Friend, I don't know what happened to you, but you need to get back on your feet. Life always goes on, doesn't it?"

"Continue? I always feel that I am out of tune with this world." The strong man took a sip of beer from his glass and glanced up at the old decoration in the club. "Maybe I can only feel more comfortable if I feel here."

"That's not good, man, no one likes this kind of antique decoration now. If you want to continue to run your business, you have to look across the road." With that, Angelo raised his finger and pointed to a house across the road. Newly renovated bar, it's crowded and new customers keep coming in.

That's why Angelo walked into this Stork Club. The cheapest drink at the bar opposite was ten dollars! Simply robbery! It's not Hell's Kitchen, and there's no catering confession package, so why is it so expensive!

The strong man didn't even look at the bar across the street, and he didn't have any awareness that his peers were enemies. He just focused on dealing with the wine in front of him, "My friend, you may not believe it, I bought this store just to wait for a girl, just in time for me. I live here, and I'm not too good at business."

"Wait for a girl?" Angelo became more interested. Combining these words, he already had some guesses, but he wasn't sure yet. "Why wait, you can totally go see her!"

"You're right, but no one likes antiques, especially..." The strong man hesitated, "I still owe that girl a dance, but I heard that she is already married."

Angelo stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Oh~ man! I get it! What do you like about a woman with a husband, an old lover?"

Speaking of which, Angelo winked at him narrowly.

"No, no." The moral standard of the strong man is a little outrageous. Hearing Angelo say this, he was obviously a little flustered. "Things are a bit complicated, I just..."

"Forget it, it's not important, man, go see her if you want to. I think I'm fine right now. If you're nervous, I can go with you." Angelo interrupted him and continued. "You never know which comes first, tomorrow or the accident. The person you want to see should go there right away, right?"

The strong man hesitated for a moment~www.novelmt.com~ stood up from the chair on the bar, reached for a leather jacket, and said to Angelo, "Man, thank you, I don't know your name."

"My name is Angelo Li, you can call me Angelo."

"My name is Steve Rogers."

Although Angelo had already guessed in his heart, he was still a little surprised when he heard the other party admit it.

Steve Rogers, the famous Captain America, the moral role model in Marvel - the moral role model for things other than dealing with the bar.

What Angelo was surprised was not the identity of Captain America, but the mood swings of Steve Rogers at this time.

In the movies of the previous life, the fragile side of Captain America has never been shown. It seems that this is an almost perfect man who will never have a fragile side.

But thinking about it, it's right, how can people never be vulnerable, especially after being frozen for 70 years, when facing this strange world at a loss, after all, he once remembered Peggy Carter for 70 years.

Heroes are short-lived, children are long in love.

Seeing Angelo's somewhat surprised expression, Steve smiled wryly and laughed at himself, "How is it? Are you surprised? An old antique that has been frozen for 70 years."

"Well, I'm really surprised. I thought you would look like the statue in the Metropolitan Museum." Angelo smiled and nodded. "They made you look so stupid, if I were you, I would sue them and make them lose money!"

Steve was even more surprised when he saw Angelo's reaction, "Man, do you really believe that I am Captain America?"

Angelo said meaningfully, "Man, if I say that I am actually a mage, do you believe it?"

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