Intelligence broadcasts rang out throughout the hall, and the agents became alerted and rushed towards the blond young man.
'Pah, pah, pah!'
The blond young man rushed out of the door, waving his strong arms, and any agent who approached was knocked to the ground in two or three hits.
No one can stop him!
The blond young man rushed out of the branch building called S.H.I.E.L.D. and fled to the busy street!
Car horns sounded everywhere, modern buildings stood in rows, and colorful big screens showed singing and dancing... a future scene that had never been seen before came into view!
He froze, stopping at the busy intersection.
Chapter 257 Welcome to the 21st Century
The interstellar fighter landed on the rooftop of the Dihao Building. Kyle was the first to walk out, followed by Yutong and the alliance members who left the cabin one after another.
Bruce and his girlfriend chose to stay in California, so only Tony and Natasha returned.
"Godfather. The ion accelerator is still being manufactured in my workshop, so I'll leave first." Tony said, holding his helmet.
Kyle nodded in agreement.
Tony immediately put on the iron helmet, and Iron Man flew out from the roof of the building, flying at supersonic speed, straight back to the Stark Industries building more than ten kilometers away.
Natasha hesitated for a moment, then said, "Master, about Bruce Banner."
"I know what you're worried about." Kyle smiled and said after thinking, "You add a restriction: Bruce must move to New York within a week."
"Okay." Natasha's eyes lit up and she agreed immediately.
Although Bruce has joined the Avengers and his identity has been justified, no one can guarantee when the Hulk will come out.
If the Hulk gets angry and goes berserk, causing social unrest, then SHIELD will definitely be blamed. But they can no longer monitor him as a prisoner, and they must strike a balance.
Natasha had been thinking about this problem from the beginning until now, but she didn't expect that Kyle could solve it so easily with just one sentence.
Yes. Bruce himself is in New York, so the Hulk can only be obedient and docile. After all, New York is the symbol of peace!
Natasha looked at the man in front of her and sighed secretly.
With Kyle's return, not only the Carl family, but also S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers seemed to have found a pillar, and they were full of confidence and energy to do anything.
This is something that others cannot give.
"Then I'll go to the SHIELD headquarters first..." Natasha paused, but the cell phone in her leather pants pocket vibrated slightly, as if there was some urgent message from the bureau that needed to be reported.
Kyle waved his hand lightly and walked towards the elevator with Yutong.
"I'm the deputy director." Natasha answered the phone.
Soon, she seemed to have heard an important message and quickly put down her phone, "Master! Please wait a moment!"
Kyle turned around in surprise and saw Natasha's beautiful eyes full of surprise. He took a deep breath and said, "An old friend of yours has woken up!"
SHIELD branch, third floor lobby.
Kyle did not bring Yutong with him on this trip, but chose to go alone.
Along the way, his always cold and indifferent state of mind after becoming a god was actually filled with many waves of burning emotions.
Kyle suppressed the long-lost excitement in his heart, opened the main door of the hall and walked in. Following the backlight from the window, he looked at the sofa and saw Fury chatting with a blond young man.
At the same time, the two of them noticed someone coming, stopped talking, and shifted their gaze to him.
The blond young man trembled and stood up from the sofa. He had a thousand words to say, but in the end he just uttered helplessly, "Brother, I seem to have slept for a long time."
"Yeah. Steve, you sleep so much." Kyle couldn't help laughing.
It feels like half a century has passed in the blink of an eye!
For Steve.
I'm afraid that before I closed my eyes, it was still the middle and late stages of World War II, when the two of them fought side by side against the Red Skull on an out-of-control fighter plane.
But when I opened my eyes again, everything had changed, and the world and people had become unrecognizable.
"So many years have passed, Fury has grown old, but you remain the same, except for your hair..." Steve's eyes moved upwards, his attention focused on Kyle's shiny silver hair.
"You were lazy and slept, but I didn't sleep until this day." Kyle spread his hands and made a rare joke, but this joke contained a lot of difficulties.
Since Steve's plane crash, he has experienced so much, from the Earth to the universe, from modern times to the present, so much that it would probably take more than half a day to describe it all.
"Well, you two old comrades can chat slowly. I'll go get you some wine." Fury touched his chin, feeling that his presence was a bit redundant, so he tactfully found an excuse to leave the hall and closed the door.
The hall fell into silence.
Kyle walked over to the opposite side of Steve, sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs.
Steve smiled and broke the silence, saying, "I just learned something from Fury. I heard that you ended the Second World War and became a symbol of peace."
"The symbol of peace is just a title. I just did what I thought I should do." Kyle changed the subject and said calmly, "Besides, this is not what you want to ask me about, right?"
Steve looked at him and said with a serious expression, "Yes, about Agent Carter."
"I went to the date you mentioned." Kyle said simply.
He paused and continued, "I'm sorry about what happened next. I didn't notice that she had an illness and she happened to leave the earth because of her own health problems."
Steve's eyes were dim, his fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into the flesh of his palms.
Kyle said softly, "Steve. I didn't do what you asked me to do. I didn't protect Carter. If you blame me, I can give you a few hits to vent your anger."
"The main problem is me, how can I blame you." Steve sighed, and his clenched fists loosened after the air was released. "I thought I could help her, protect her, and fulfill her wish. What a pity..."
This word "what a pity" is full of bitterness and helplessness.
Kyle fell silent.
Recalling Steve's instructions before his death, Carter's invitation to dance and kiss goodbye, plus Steve's words now.
He vaguely knew that he had done something wrong and missed something.
Once those things are missed, they can never be made up and become a permanent regret in life.
Inside the hall.
The two "old men" in their eighties and nineties reminisced about the past in silence for a long time.