I get stronger by sunbathing, just like Superman.

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S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters

Director's Office.

Nick Fury placed the tablet on the table, looked at the content on it, and sighed deeply.

On the screen was the surveillance footage of Hill punching Walker, sending him flying.

At the desk,

Hill stood ramrod straight, head bowed, expressionless, and silent.

She came to apologize.

Nick Fury never expected that the usually calm and elegant Hill would ever lose her composure like this.

But this matter isn't a huge deal, nor is it insignificant; it all depends on how she sees it…

"so……"

He scratched his bald head and asked Hill:

"What exactly did he say that made you so angry, treating him like an Indian roti...?"

Hill hesitated for a moment before answering:

"He didn't say anything..."

I just don't like him.

Nick Fury was taken aback: "Don't like it? Why?"

Hill immediately shared his impression of Walker.

"This person is arrogant, impatient for quick success, eager to show off in front of others, and has repeatedly questioned and contradicted my orders, and even physically assaulted me..."

"Okay, I understand..."

Nick Fury gestured for her to stop, then continued:

"I know you have complaints about me assigning you to the secret base to lead the Thunder Squad. But you're the person I trust most..."

Halfway through his sentence, Nick Fury waved his hand again, "Never mind..."

Regardless, it's a fact that you assaulted your new colleague, and punishment is necessary.

From now on, your rank is downgraded to Level 7 Agent, with the same authority, and you will have one month's salary deducted. Additionally…

Place your identification and service weapon on the table.

Hill looked at Nick Fury with a puzzled expression, wondering if he should have to hand over his weapons and documents even if he was demoted.

But I still obediently did as he said and took the things down and put them on the table.

Nick Fury put his service weapon and identification into a locked drawer, then pointed to the front door.

"You have been temporarily suspended. Your employment status will be reinstated in one month."

Hill paused for a moment, then looked up at Nick Fury.

"Gone?"

Nick Fury nodded.

"That's all, you can go now."

After hesitating for a moment, Hill turned and walked towards the door, somewhat dazed.

But Nick suddenly stopped him halfway through.

“Hill…”

I will have someone else investigate Rumlow's case.

"Take a break and relax, don't tense yourself up so much."

Upon hearing this, Hill finally understood that the so-called punishment was actually giving her a day off.

I never expected to meet such a humane bureau chief after so many years.

She felt a warmth in her heart, nodded slightly to Nick, and then left the office.

After she left

The chief let out a long sigh, leaned back in his chair, stretched, and then looked at the surveillance footage of Crossbones Rumlow, who was locked up, on the computer screen. He muttered to himself:

"Ugh……

Do I have no one else to rely on? I have to do everything myself.

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southern pacific,

A ring-shaped island stands in the sea.

Above the island stands a massive, circular prison.

If Thunder were here, he would recognize this as the prison in Captain America: Civil War where the superheroes who lost the Civil War were held.

This place is guarded by General Ross, and it houses the world's most heinous criminals.

Rumlow was among them.

The lowest level of the prison,

In a solitary cell under special guard, Rumlow, wearing heavy alloy shackles, sat cross-legged on the cold floor, resting with his eyes closed…

suddenly,

A faint, almost imperceptible voice drifted into his ears from the void:

'The time has come...'

Upon hearing this, Rumlow abruptly opened his eyes and pressed his hands to his abdomen.

A pattern is faintly visible at the hem of the garment…

That was one.

A golden mark resembling the sun.

I can feel the mark on my abdomen gradually warming up…

Rumlow looked up at the guards outside the cell.

He revealed a ferocious smile.

Chapter 230 Wanda

Boston,

Two o'clock in the morning.

Lei Ming lay on the bed with his eyes closed and his brows furrowed tightly.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and immediately looked to his side...

When Elena's peaceful sleeping face came into view, her long eyelashes fluttered gently, and her steady breathing reached her ears...

His expression relaxed slightly.

He just had that dream again…

In a post-apocalyptic world shrouded in mist, Elena calls out his name.

But just as he was about to find his target, an enormous hand would appear before him, grabbing at him and plunging him into darkness.

Then I was startled awake.

Lei Ming instinctively sensed that this was a message being transmitted to him from another universe, or rather,

This is a warning.

He turned to look at the sleeping Elena, reached out and pulled the blanket up to her waist, then bent down and gently kissed her forehead before leaving the bedroom.

We came out to the courtyard.

A cool evening breeze blew by, and all was quiet.

Lei Ming stood shirtless in the courtyard, gazing up at the dark night sky, muttering to himself:

"What exactly do you want?"

The night did not answer, and he did not expect anyone to give him the answer.

If the original body could come to this universe, perhaps it would have already been synchronized... and merged with the original body.

But the truth is, he has absolutely no idea what's happening in the DC universe...