People set up shop in Marvel, and it just became Doomsday

The next moment, the battle-scarred Chevrolet Suburban exploded. In billowing black smoke, Moan landed safely with Nick Furian.

Opening up the biological force field, Nick Fury watched him slowly walk towards the direction of the overturned car.

"Who is he?" Nick Fury murmured.

Mo An smiled, "Isn't it boring to know the answer now?" The red light lit up and gradually enveloped the two people in the thick smoke, "But maybe asking Steve might gain something?"

"Pietro, follow him."

At the end of the two people's disappearance, Mo An said these words.

......

As night fell, Steve, who had visited Carter Page and then Sam, returned to the apartment at this time.

As he walked up the stairs, he happened to see a young woman who lived across from him walking out holding a nylon basket filled with clothes, her head tilted and a phone under her arm.

"Need help?" he asked.

The woman turned her head when she heard this, nodded gratefully, gave him the basket, and walked aside with the phone.

After a while, she came back, put the phone in the basket, and took it from Steve's hand, "My aunt, she has a little insomnia tonight."

Steve smiled and nodded in understanding.

Just as she was about to open the door, she stopped him, "Um... after you went out today, did you want to turn off the radio?"

Steve was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I know."

After the woman left, he looked serious and listened carefully. Sure enough, there was a sound from the radio.

He understood that his home had definitely been invaded.

He did not choose to open the door, but quietly opened the window and climbed in. Step by step, he quietly picked up the shield from the ground in the corridor, leaned his back against the wall, and carefully inspected it.

However, what he saw was Nick Fury leaning on the sofa listening to a retro gramophone.

"Why are you coming to me so late? Don't you have a nightlife?" Steve asked: "And I don't think I gave you the key to my house."

Nick Fury sat up, "I'm an agent, you think I need this? Alas, my wife kicked me out."

"But I didn't even know you were married." Steve didn't believe his lies.

"Okay, okay, actually I was attacked today. Mo An rescued me and teleported me here. He also said that the person who attacked me was an old acquaintance of yours."

Nick Fury turned on the light, illuminating the scars on his face, "Tell me, should I believe him?"

"Old acquaintances?" Steve frowned, "You know, Fury, my old acquaintances are either lying on the hospital bed or in the grave."

"Yes, maybe some ghost crawling out of the grave plans to kill me after exposing SHIELD." Nick Fury shrugged.

"What's going on?" Steve asked.

"Ah, what should I say..." However, when Nick Fury stood up, several bullets penetrated him through the wall behind him.

Nick Fury screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

Faced with the unexpected situation, Steve quickly raised his shield and dragged Nick Fury into the corner, and then through the blinds, he heard some movement upstairs.

He shook Nick Fury and said, "How about it, can you hold on? It doesn't matter if you can't, I'm going to chase him now!"

With that said, Steve opened the window and climbed along the wall to the rooftop.

However, after Steve left, Nick Fury, who had been shot several times, sat up as if nothing had happened, and the red light on his body quietly dissipated.

"It's so useful. He gave me this thing."

"I have to find a way to order more..."

After jumping several tall buildings on foot, Steve finally approached the attacker. Seeing that he was about to jump again, Steve threw the shield in his hand towards him.

However, the man seemed to have undergone some kind of strengthening. Feeling the gusts of evil wind coming from behind him, he turned around neatly, raised his left arm and grasped the shield that was enough to penetrate the iron door.

Seeing the shield being caught again, Steve was speechless for a moment, "We must let SHIELD's weapons department come up with a device that can recall the shield!"

With this thought in his mind, Steve rushed towards the attacker again.

But before he could take a few steps, the attacker threw the shield back with such force that he couldn't help but take a few steps back when he caught it.

When Steve looked up again, the attacker was gone.

......

In the hospital, Natasha hurriedly walked into the room next to the operating room. Steve was looking through the one-way glass at Nick Fury who was not optimistic inside.

"Will he make it?" Natasha asked softly.

"I don't know," Steve said.

"Does the attacker have any characteristics?"

"Fast, strong, and has a metal arm."

Suddenly the doctors in the room started to get busy, "Here comes the ambulance! Nurse, charge the pacemaker to 100 joules!"

A doctor holds a pacemaker, and people around him lift up the scarf wrapped around Nick Fury.

"Nick, you can't die..." Natasha muttered.

......

"Nick Fury, time of death, one-thirty-three in the morning."

......

In a villa in the suburbs.

Bucky, who jumped from a tall building, drove here. He walked to the door and knocked on the door three times. After a sound of footsteps, the door was opened. "Come in." The person who opened the door said.

Bucky walked in obediently.

In the center of the house, a chair similar to Yang Yongxin's electrotherapy chair is placed in the middle.

"Sit over," the man said.

Bucky sat down.

He was about to say something when there was another knock on the door.

The man looked back at the door, then back at Bucky, "Have you exposed your whereabouts?"

However, Bucky was like a doll at this time, staring ahead blankly without any reaction.

The knock on the door rang again, and the man had no choice but to open the door pretending to be nonchalant.

"Hello, do you need a massage?" Opening the door, a handsome man said.

"Massage service?"

"Yeah, like that."

Before he saw any movement from the person outside the door, his gaze suddenly began to rise uncontrollably. After a brief moment of being suspended in the air, it lowered to an incredible perspective.

His eyes moved uneasily, and the last thing he saw was a headless corpse gushing blood.

It's just that the clothes on this body are so familiar...

"Are you satisfied with the massage service? Baron Qimo?" Mo An slowly leaned down, pretending to be listening, and nodded after a while, "Thank you for your valuable advice, but I won't change it."

Casually kicking Baron Zimmer's head to the side, Moan walked into the room and saw Bucky sitting on the chair.

"Expectation, rusty, seventeen, dawn, furnace, nine, kindness, homecoming, 1, truck..." Moan spoke slowly, and with every word he said, the expression on Bucky's face became more painful. .

By the time he finished reading, Bucky had returned to his cold demeanor.

"What's your order?"

"Go on a killing spree." Mo An said with a smile.