Meiman's eldest son of God

Chapter 602 A Different Steve

Freedom and equality, something that only exists in utopias, don't expect to find it in the real world. Moreover, equality is a relative term. Equality differs from different angles, which is itself a kind of inequality.

This is especially true for black people living here.

If there is a criminal case committed by a black person, the streets of Brooklyn will be closed for several days out of security concerns, and black people walking on the road will be strictly questioned by the police.

A police officer with a good attitude and no racial discrimination will let you go directly after checking. If you have a bad attitude, he will just pull out a gun and threaten you, and maybe even give you a beating.

If you dare take to the streets with a gun, so much the better!Send you directly to the police station and wait for bail!

In fact, the attitude towards the yellow people from the East is no different from that towards the black people.However, the police in New York City all know that these yellow people like to huddle together for warmth, especially the Chinese.If there is no key evidence to prove it, it is likely to cause a lot of trouble.

The key is that these Chinese people are quite moderate and don't like to make trouble. They usually deal with it privately and the police quite like this.

And when they go to Chinese restaurants to eat, sometimes they don't charge for it, and they even get a sum of money.Those people said these are thank you fees...

It always feels like protection money and blackmail!

ps: md this is blackmail.

"Boy, I think you're tired of living!" The black leader turned around and pointed his gun at Steve and cursed.

Steve did not escape quickly, but walked towards them and picked up another round trash can lid in his hand.It was as if this was a shield protecting him.

With his small body, it is almost impossible to escape from these conditions. In this case, he can only choose to fight to the death.Anyway, it was just a few days of pain in bed.

"I advise you to get out of here. I just saw a police car two blocks away. If you don't want to enter the police station, you'd better leave. And I have already informed my partners that if I don't follow the time When he goes back, he will notify the police." Steve was not foolhardy, he had already prepared an escape route for himself.

But before the black men could speak, one by one they fell to the ground in weird postures, exposing Mark behind them.

Obviously they didn't take Mark to heart, and it was precisely because of their carelessness that Mark was able to deal with them so easily.Otherwise, Mark would inevitably have some trouble.

"Thank you, kid. Although I can solve it myself, they are still very grateful for your generous help. As a thank you, I treat you to a nice meal." Mark said with a smile like Metky's.

Before he could react for a moment, Steve was stunned. What happened just now?He didn't hear any sounds, and he didn't see Mark's last movements.

Damn it!Is this the legendary Eastern Kung Fu?

At this time, things like Chinese Kung Fu in the United States were still linked to Qigong and were not officially recognized or popular on a large scale.

For Steve, a young man who desperately wants to become stronger, he can try any method that can make him stronger.Among them was Chinese Kung Fu, which he had tried and became a teacher of an old gentleman.

It's a pity that the old gentleman taught only health-preserving exercises.In Steve's view, this method of maintaining health was not of much help in combat, so he gave up in the end.

"That's awesome! Can you tell me what you just used? Is it Chinese Kung Fu or Ninjutsu?" Once the curiosity in Steve's heart appeared, it was difficult to contain it.

If it weren't for his small body, which was a little too weak, he would have already rushed to Mark and hugged Mark's not-so-strong body.

Mark smiled bitterly: "Shouldn't I ask for the name first?"

Mark still wanted to confirm it one last time to avoid making a mistake.

"I'm so sorry, my name is Steve Rogers, Brooklyn." Steve put on his own hair and said with a naive smile.

The current Steve is like a young fool who has just debuted, acting very dull, not so shrewd, and not as sophisticated as the later Captain America.

"Hello, my name is..." Mark suddenly stopped when he thought of this. Thinking of what he would look like after meeting Steve in the future, he finally chose to hide his real name: "My name is Jonathan Joestar. .You can call me Qiao Qiao.”

"Although I haven't heard of it much, the name sounds very nice."

"Thank you for the compliment. Your name is also very good. I think everyone will know it in the future."

"Really? I guess so."

The two of them left the alley talking and laughing without being so polite.As for the black people who fell to the ground, it depends on their luck.

You must know that the current environment in New York City is not as good as imagined. There are many wild dogs and wild cats. When people are almost starving to death, the living environment of these wild dogs and wild cats is not good at all.Originally they only had to worry about being eaten by their own kind, but now they also have to worry about humans competing with them to eat.

So when they saw these motionless black pieces of meat lying on the ground, they didn't mind moving their mouths even when they were extremely hungry.

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In a Chinese restaurant in Brooklyn, Mark and Steve were sitting in the corner by the window.

Mark has no way to help his former compatriots in other ways, but he can still take care of the business more.

Steve looked at the well-decorated restaurant and the tableware on the table that looked like works of art, and didn't know what to say.

Steve's family is not very wealthy, and it can be said that life is a bit difficult, but it was in this environment that Steve, who was like a saint, was born.

It can be said that this is inseparable from Steve’s family education.

"Qiao Qiao, isn't it too expensive here?" For Americans, even the cheapest Chinese food is not cheap. There are too many fast food options at the same price.

"It's okay, don't worry, I'm just worried that you won't be used to the food here."

During the meal, Mark and Steve were talking and laughing.

Finally, we talked about Steve's learning. Steve wanted to learn from Mark how to defeat those people today.

However, Mark rejected the request almost without any hesitation.

For Mark, it's not that he is willing to teach, but that he is unable. What Mark is learning is not ordinary fighting skills.This kind of fighting technique is basically a killing technique. It was only after Mark learned to master it that he began to control himself so that he would not kill the target when he took action.

And that kind of learning method is also very strict for Steve, and can even be said to be cruel.Most people simply can't handle that kind of training pressure.

Not to mention Steve's physical condition, so many congenital and acquired diseases almost brought this young man down.

God knows how Steve survived military training.That is simply a miracle. You must know that this is not something that can be sustained by so-called faith.

If faith can be eaten, then there is no such thing as an upper limit for human beings.Everyone can explode with faith.

Faced with Mark's rejection, Steve felt obviously disappointed.

Mark will not make any changes before the original historical trajectory.Even if there were changes, they would only be within his own scope and not involve Steve.

He rented a house in Brooklyn and Mark settled down temporarily.

But in the next eight months, Mark would not have that time to spare.

The first is to verify your conjecture.

The golden spy plane galloped in the wilderness, and the crystal tower's teleporters opened again and again.The initial singularity opens and closes. Mark can see that he is just a little bit closer to success, but this does not change the fact of failure.

"Is it really not possible?" Mark wrote down the [-]th test in his notebook.

It's now March.In two months, Mark has not been idle. He has tried again and again and if it were someone else, he has given up long ago. But for Mark, this is still within his control. Compared with the ghost's Training this is easy enough.

"Continue to build the crystal tower!"

As Mark's order was issued, the black singularity was opened again.This time the singularity was not broken, and it still maintained its current state.

The outline of the crystal tower was gradually taking shape, and Mark saw something called hope.

With the crystal completed, Mark could finally let go of his hanging heart.

"Three thousand and one times! The crystal tower has been built, and the resource consumption has been half, but it is all worth it. The next step is to build a resource link station." After writing the last paragraph, Mark put away the notebook.

Another time period.

Mark, who has returned, stands next to Narud. Mark controls the infinite gems to stabilize the portal (there is only an instant of time difference before and after the time travel, preventing two entities from appearing at one point in time. So Mark exists now).

Three thousand and one matches are really rare.Compared to the number of calculations that a computer can do, it can be described as a miracle.

The vast timeline and the lowest time unit cannot be used as the most basic calculation unit. This is something that cannot be completed through calculation at all.Only an approximate time period can be found.

The resources prepared in advance are also continuously transferred to another point in time to fill the vacancy at that point in time.

With a lot of resources, Mark can finally let go and face this different World War II.