"If I'm not mistaken, that guy just now seemed to be Captain America, right?!"
"It's exactly the same as in the video. If you're seeing it wrong, I guess I'm seeing it wrong too..."
"Wait, he seemed to have called that guy 'Kyle'!"
"Could it be..."
Inside the memorial hall, everyone looked at each other, and after a brief silence, they all ran out the door enthusiastically.
Poor robbers on the ground, they suffered a second trampling attack.
The two motorcycles continued on their way, merging into the busy main road of the city, away from the bustling and noisy war memorial behind them.
"You're lucky to have a quick reaction. If the people were surrounded, it would have been difficult to escape." Steve said to Kyle with a wry smile.
"You'll get used to it." Kyle shrugged and said calmly, "In the 21st century, after people have had enough to eat and drink, bad people develop dirty and sinful thoughts, while good people indulge in gossip on the Internet."
He added: "I think tomorrow morning, your return and your appearance at the war memorial will spread quickly throughout the United States."
"Fortunately it's nothing bad." Steve breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's hard to say." Kyle shook his head. Who knows if those new media will add words like "shocking", "private meeting", "gay friend" in the headlines.
Oh, and speaking of friends...
Kyle stepped on the gas, the cylinder roared, and the motorcycle immediately passed Steve. He whispered, "We've been to all the places you wanted to go. Now, I'm taking you to another place."
Then, he drove the motorcycle at high speed, leading Steve out of the city.
New York, suburban area, the old castle of the Carl family.
It was late at night when two motorcycles broke into the secluded forest path, breaking the silence and darkness of the forest, and stopped only in the yard of the ancient castle manor. The bright lights of the motorcycles shone on the wooden steps of the main building of the manor.
"Kyle, where is this?" Steve looked around in surprise, his face suddenly changed, and there were two red dots from sniper rifles falling on him.
And a shadow emerged from the darkness and approached this side at a very fast speed.
Steve was getting very nervous, so Kyle clapped his hands and said coldly, "Okay, I'm your guest."
As soon as the words were spoken, the red dot disappeared.
At the same time, a middle-aged man in a butler's uniform rushed over, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully to Kyle: "Butler of the old family site, Katu Aiden greets the head of the family!"
Kyle nodded, got off the motorcycle, looked up at the lighted ancient manor, and said softly, "This place really hasn't changed."
"That's right." The housekeeper stood up and said with emotion: "Since you left Earth and this place became the old site of the family, Mrs. Lucy has not allowed us to renovate it. Even the trees around and the chairs in the house are exactly the same as they were more than sixty years ago."
"You've worked hard here. When you return to the family base, you can get ten years of free Infinite Equation Potion." Kyle said calmly.
"Thank you, Master!" The housekeeper was overjoyed.
Ten years means three or four bottles of Infinite Equation Potions. If you are not a black-level card player, I don’t know how many family contribution points you need to exchange them.
"Take us to the old warehouse," Kyle continued.
"Yes. Please come this way." The butler led Kyle and Steve to the back of the main building of the manor, which was the old warehouse building.
The door of the old warehouse building was locked with an iron chain and an old lock, and the upper door was covered with cobwebs and dust.
"According to your order. The warehouse has not been opened and used for all these years." said the butler.
"Very good." Kyle nodded.
Steve asked in confusion: "Kyle. Why did you bring me to this warehouse?"
"Remember Bucky Barnes?" Kyle asked him back.
Steve trembled all over, and said with a painful look on his face: "How could I forget him? He fell into the snowy valley in order to save me!"
He seemed to have realized what was happening, and said hurriedly, "Why did you suddenly mention him? Could it be that..."
“Yes, Bucky is still alive.” Kyle simply nodded and kicked the warehouse door.
He only used half the strength. Because the door was too old and rotten, the door panel and the chain fell off and flew into the warehouse room, raising a cloud of dust.
"You said Bucky is still alive?!" Steve was stunned, his eyes filled with excitement and surprise.
"Yes. I met him in the Red House in the Soviet Union shortly after the war..."
Kyle turned on the indoor power switch and walked into the warehouse while recounting how Bucky was frozen and sealed.
At that time, it was also a helpless move.
Due to brainwashing, Baki's memory is confused and he cannot control his own body. In order to avoid being driven by others with orders, he becomes a killing weapon.
Kyle asked Howard to build a special freezing chamber and froze Bucky in the basement of the old warehouse, waiting to thaw and wake him up one day.
Only Kyle and Howard knew about this. Even the members of the Carl family did not know that there was a living person frozen in the basement of the warehouse.
And today, it's time to wake him up.
Kyle stopped in front of the basement door. The door in front of him was a sealed and locked iron door that could not be opened even by a small bomb. It could only be opened from inside the basement.
"It's much more convenient with a hanging ring."
Kyle shook his head and stretched out his clenched right fist. The venomous liquid covered his entire arm, transforming it into a black hammer.
He aimed at the safety iron door and smashed it with a hammer!
Violent demolition!
Chapter 261: Where is the Winter Soldier
The force of the sledgehammer explodes into dozens of tons of impact energy, and its power at close range is no less than that of a modern small missile.
"Bang!"
It was like a sudden thunderclap that shook the entire old castle. The old warehouse building was shaking and on the verge of collapse. The anti-theft door in the basement was even more exaggeratedly dented and cracked.
After completing all this, Kyle calmly withdrew his right hand, and the dark coat on his arm faded away in the blink of an eye, blending into the sleeve of his leather jacket.
The butler who was traveling with him was stunned, and looked at Kyle with an even more fanatical look, just like a believer looking up at the god he has believed in all his life.
Steve's focus was not on this. After the basement door was violently broken open, he rushed into the room impatiently, facing the dust pouring out.
Kyle flipped on the light switch and followed him into the basement.
But soon, the expressions of both of them changed slightly.