Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

This is a spacious and bright room filled with the world's top medical equipment.

Standing against the wall is a huge glass jar filled with a yellow-brown liquid.

Steve was naked, with two thick chains wrapped around his arms, hanging him in the air in a large shape, with a breathing device on his mouth, and small bubbles were emitted upwards.

His vital signs are displayed on a large screen outside the jar.

Suddenly, the value representing the blood content lights up in red.

The gunman opened the cover skillfully, dragged Steve out and carried him to the hospital bed, and two white coats took out the syringe and began to draw blood.

The transparent syringe was soon bright red, and the white coat pulled out the needle, poured it into a cylindrical metal can, and then put it together with dozens of metal cans on the wall.

The soldiers put Steve back into the glass jar, injected the nutrient solution, and turned on the testing equipment.

"Di...di...didi,didi."

"Where there is a problem, go and see."

The machine suddenly made a crisp sound, and the originally calm white coat panicked for a moment, and immediately rushed to the screen.

After analysis, everyone came to the conclusion that Steve was about to wake up.

The ward was put on alert immediately. More than a dozen soldiers rushed in and stood in front of the glass jar, with anesthesia bombs ready to go; at the same time, someone was sent to notify the person in charge.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dull thumping sound echoed in the corridor, much like an iron rod hitting the body, making people unable to scream out of pain.

Several weak-looking people in white coats covered their hearts and leaned on the table to avoid falling.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"clatter!"

A pair of carved leather shoes stepped on the door, a dark blue suit with a white shirt, and a small square scarf on his chest, which reminded people of the words gentleman and elegance.

The person came with black hair and a straight figure, and an amber gemstone was inlaid on the crutch.

He opened his mouth, and his low, treacherous voice echoed in the room:

"Are you awake?"

As if to echo him, Steve's eyes suddenly opened in the glass jar, and the yellow-brown liquid rippled slightly.

where is this?

Who are they?

Why are you tying me up?

Steve tried to speak, but only made a few unknown syllables and a series of bubbles.

"Hmm...Gululu."

"Very good, as expected of the most successful super soldier, the body recovers so quickly."

The old man stood in front of the glass jar, making no secret of his admiration, and immediately changed his tone:

"Prepare to brainwash."

"Yes." XN

Several white coats nodded timidly, not daring to meet his gaze.

Through the yellow-brown liquid, Steve could only see what the man said, and then a man in a white coat pressed against the wall, and a strange smell came from the respirator.

After just a little, he felt his eyelids start to fight.

No, anesthetics!

Steve struggled hard, but he had just woken up, and his body had not yet recovered. In addition, his blood had just been drawn, which meant he was weak.

After only holding on for 20 seconds, he fell into a coma again.

Several soldiers dragged Steve out and carried him to a metal chair in the next room. Several metal plates protruded from all sides to fix his limbs so that he could not break free.

"Click! Click! Click!"

The old man drove everyone away, walked to the wall and entered the password one by one. His deep voice seemed to be saying to himself:

"During World War II, Hydra relied on its advanced brainwashing technology to create countless wealth, which became its most important arrow. Over the past few decades, we have continued to integrate the most advanced knowledge, concepts, and equipment. Unfortunately..."

As he pressed the last number, the metal walls retracted upward, revealing what was inside.

The surface of the crimson cover is covered with spots, and a dark black five-pointed star falls in the center, swallowing up all the light. Thin ropes fix the book along the edge to prevent it from falling apart.

The old man picked up the book and walked towards Steve slowly: "It's a pity that the most perfect materials have been lacking until your appearance."

"Shh!"

A crutch was placed between Steve's eyebrows, and the old man's clear eyes were covered with blackness. Countless black mist gushed out from his throat, surrounded his body, and gradually condensed into a pair of goat horns on top of his head.

The gem at the top of the crutch glowed, and the black energy was guided, following the crutch and into the center of Steve's eyebrows.

"eager."

"rust."

"Seventeen."

"dawn."

The body's protective mechanism sensed the invasion and set out to fight back. On the outside, Steve kept shaking and sweating like a fountain, quickly soaking the chair.

"stove"

"Nine."

"Ho ho, ho ho, ho ho."

"Buzz!"

An orange halo appeared in the air, and Wang walked out with a short black stick in his hand, his legs slightly bent, ready to attack at any time.

A kick kicked his leg, and Lak stepped over the portal. The black leather shoes merged with the ground. He glanced around and said calmly:

"It's not here, don't look at it."

Wang is still vigilant: "You didn't lie to me?"

"I kid you not, it's five hundred meters over there, far away from here."

"Where is the devil, let it taste my strength." Tony jumped over the portal wearing a battle armor, and the lightsaber in his hand was two meters long, making it look majestic.

However, he overestimated his own judgment. He stepped on the steps with both feet, bent his body, and put his knees on the buttocks of the two.

Activate the skill card: Savage Rush.

"Fuck, Tony you bastard."

"Who doesn't respect martial ethics and attacks from behind?"

Lak and Wang stomped their feet and rushed out, facing a red brick wall in front of them.

After all, Lak is an extraordinary body. He stepped on his right foot and turned to stop his figure, and then he grabbed the back collar of Wang when he was still 1 centimeter away from the wall.

Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said happily, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just..."

"Tear..."

"Boom!"

"Ouch."

For a long time,

The three of them walked into a roadside coffee shop. Tony, wearing sunglasses, diligently opened the seats for the two of them, pushed the waiter away, and held up the menu and asked:

"May I ask what you want and order, I have iced Americano, mocha, cappuccino... pearl milk tea."

waiter:……

Wang: "I want an iced Americano."

Rucker: "I want QQNeNe to drink baapu tea, a medium cup."

"Okay, please wait a moment, both of you." Tony closed the menu with a smile, and immediately recovered his coldness when he turned around:

"Iced American, milk, and mocha."

"Oh... please wait a moment, you three." The waiter scratched the back of his head and left, feeling that these three people were not very smart.

Huh, what a crime... Tony took a breath, sat back on his seat, looked up and saw Lark raised his hand, he held it with a "swish", lowered his sunglasses, and said viciously:

"I'm telling you, don't go too far."

Then he immediately put on a smile and said, "Master Wang, do you have anything else you want to eat? Just order whatever you want."

"No, no, as long as I have coffee."

"Don't be polite to me, Stark is not short of this money."

"No need, just have coffee."

"Okay, then you..."

"Hey, let me tell you, how long do you want to hold it?" Lak shook his hand and broke free from his clutches, with a disgusted expression on the corner of his mouth, he immediately took out a tissue to wipe it clean.

Tony: I can bear it, I can bear it, I can bear it.

When the drink was served, Wang took a sip and asked in confusion, "Aren't we catching demons? Why did we come to the coffee shop?"

Tony: "I don't know, I followed you."

Lark stared at him: "Didn't you say you wanted to buy us a drink?"

"Depend on!"

"Fake!"

"Shet!"

The three got up and left the coffee shop and went straight to where the devil was.

Damn it, someone skipped the bill... The waiter threw away his long legs and was about to charge, when a $50 bill floated down from the air.

Oh, that's fine.