Frowning tightly, Steve looked at the fleeting figure in front of his eyes, with a somewhat hesitant expression.

In the battle at S.H.I.E.D. headquarters, the aircraft carrier spacecraft turned into wreckage under Master Ye's ability and fell into the sea.

Later, Steve, who woke up in the hospital, also learned from the remaining agents of SHIELD who were searching on the spot that Bucky's body was not found.

Obviously, the Winter Soldiers were not buried at the bottom of the sea together with the crash of the aircraft carrier.

Steve was extremely complicated about this result, but he was still glad that Bucky survived.

Even though, he still did not recall his identity.

In fact, during this period, Steve has not given up on Bucky's search, except for constantly tracing the traces of Dior. As he said to Ip Man in the martial arts hall before, even if there is a slight hope, he will not give up, whether it is Bucky or Page.

Outside the international airport, Steve looked at the direction where his back disappeared, and a hesitant look appeared on his face.

"What's wrong, captain?"

Although due to the angle, I did not notice the scene that Captain America saw, but seeing the unusual appearance on Steve's face, Natasha keenly noticed the situation.

"Nothing, I just..."

Facing Natasha's inquiry, Steve's face showed a little hesitation. He shook his head and looked at the redhead girl with concern in front of him. After hesitating for a moment, he finally told the other party what he saw: "...I just seemed to see the figure of 'Bucky'."

"Bucky?"

When Natasha heard the name mentioned by Steve, her expression flashed in her eyes and soon recalled the identity of the name.

Sergeant Bucky Barnes, Captain America's most trusted friend and comrade-in-arms, assisted Captain America in carrying out many dangerous missions and unfortunately fell and died in a pursuit operation.

Of course, the above is based on the records of the US military in World War II and the interviews with survivors involved in the pursuit. In fact, judging from the latest battle, the former Bucky Barnes obviously survived that fall and was transformed by Hydra and turned into a dangerous molecule with metal deformation arms.

Following the gaze of Steve, Natasha looked at the back of the crowd that had become vast.

The slender eyebrows frowned slightly: "Maybe, we need to calm down for the time being, the captain is not sure whether what you just saw is really 'Bucky' or simply your illusion. And even if it is really him, judging from the previous situation at S.H.I.E.D. headquarters, we cannot determine whether he is kind to you at this moment or whether he is still brainwashed by Hydra."

Although, Natasha gave plenty of reasons to persuade Steve to remain calm.

However, looking at the direction Bucky disappeared, Steve obviously couldn't do what Natasha wanted to do.

He looked up and glanced at the redhead in front of him. The originally hesitant expression on Steve's face turned into a firm look: "Sorry, Natasha."

With a gentle apology, Steve took steps without hesitation and rushed towards the direction of the ‘Bucky’ he had seen before.

"I knew it would be like this."

Looking at Captain America's back rushing out, Natasha shrugged, but the expression on her face was not as surprising as the slightest expression.

Take out a miniature device from the pocket of the shirt and place it behind your ears, and click it lightly.

The next second, a familiar voice came.

"Natasha?"

...

"Natasha might have to come a little later."

Stark Industry, New Energy Building.

Agent Hill ended his communication with Black Widow and then turned to report to Tony beside him.

"The captain seems to have encountered some problems."

"situation?"

Throw the small arm armor in his hand onto the workbench beside him, and pick up another document to cover it.

Tony breathed a sigh of relief without seeing it. He heard Agent Hill's report and suppressed his out-of-control mood because of Abao's appearance: "What problems did they encounter?"

"The specific situation is not clear."

Shaking his head, Agent Hill passed on the content he heard to Tony without missing a word.

"Natasha only said that the captain met an old friend and planned to talk to the other party, which may delay some time."

"Old friend? Reminisce about the past?"

The content reported by Agent Hill not only did not make Tony understand, but the expression on his face became even more confused.

"Does the captain still have old friends?"

Although Tony's words were unpleasant, they also revealed the truth.

As a veteran who had been unconscious in World War II for seventy years before he woke up again, Captain America's old friend should have been buried in theory.

"In fact, the captain does have a few old friends."

Compared with Tony, Agent Hill has already reacted: "But, these old friends of the captain are not very good now."

"You mean..."

Hearing Agent Hill's reminder, Tony clearly felt the situation and thought about the relevant information he received from S.H.E.L.D. and Agent Hill's mouth. A look of suddenness appeared on Tony's face.

"Aaron!"

The next second, the father's sharp voice from the sofa behind him shocked the Iron Man.

Turning around, I saw the old man full of energy holding a few black hair in one hand and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Dad just gave you a simple task, and you actually messed it up for me. I really don't know how the foundation can stand you and is willing to let you continue to help them contain items."

"Dad, what did I do wrong again?"

Then my father's sarcasm, and the clone [Uncle Long] responded with a look he had used to.

"The cat's beard."

He raised the light fur in his hand and danced a few times. His father still said with an angry expression: "This is to look for the most critical magic props of [Rat Talisman] magic. My father has specially reminded you before that no matter the black cat and white cat, the one who can catch mice is a good cat. Therefore, the magic props must be made of five beards of black hair and white cats to exert the greatest effect of searching for magic. Why do you still bring me a few orange cats to mix it with them?"

"I thought Dad, what you said was just a common saying."

"Dad, don't have the heart to tell you the saying. Now, when the time comes, I can find enough black and white cats again for Dad."

"It's not easy to find these beards."

After hearing the father's order, the clone [Uncle Long]'s face was bitter: "In order to find the cat beard you need, I have searched all the garbage cans near Stark Industry. Now you have asked two different cats, black and white. It is impossible for me alone to collect enough beards too quickly, unless..."

While speaking, the clone [Uncle Long] turned his head and pointed his eyes at Tony and Agent Hill beside him.

Tony: "…"

Agent Hill: "…"

When they met the eyes of the clone, both Tony and Agent Hill were a little embarrassed, and they looked at each other for a moment.

They exchanged glances, intending to determine who helped.

"gentlemen."

At this moment, Jarvis's voice came from the office, and luckily helped Tony get rid of the predicament in front of him.

"Dr. Banner has arrived."

"Very good, let Banner come right away."

Upon hearing Jarvis' report, Tony breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ordered Jarvis.

“Has I been here too late?”

A few seconds later, Banner, who was slightly thin, appeared at the door of everyone's office.

Looking at the people in the office, especially those who stayed on the body of my father and his clone [Uncle Long] for a while, Banner blinked and sorted out his dusty clothes and asked.

"In fact, you're just here, Doctor."

Looking at Banner who was coming, a faint smile appeared on Tony's face. He stepped forward and was about to welcome him.

However, when I thought of the dangerous big guy in the other person's body, I stopped my steps and asked in a vague manner: "Doctor, are you in good health at the moment?"

“In fact, I’ve been much better.”

As a doctor who has made great achievements in research, Banner naturally knew what Tony meant: "During this period, I have been working hard in India to find ways to control my inner emotions. Although I can't completely restore my body to normal, the practice of yoga has made me more peaceful than before. If you come to me after a little more, I may have climbed into the Himalayas at this moment."

"Is that true, then congratulations to Dr."

As a member of the Avengers, Tony naturally knew what Banner expected.

Since the first day Hulk appeared, he has been trying hard to find a way to eliminate this green big guy.

In fact, the hatred that appeared before was the monster that the other party accidentally created in the process.

However, judging from the results, Banner's approach was not successful. Although he had tried various methods, Hulk was like a sleeping self in his body and could not eliminate it anyway.

In desperation, Banner had to learn to get along with the big guys in his body while continuing to explore ways to suppress Hulk. In fact, in addition to learning how to control his heart with Tony, Banner also contacted Mr. Lan, who had previously worked together to create a short-term suppression of his strength.

The other party also expressed his desire to make serum again, and Banner felt a little unsure about this.

On the one hand, it has always been his hope for getting rid of Hulk. On the other hand, although his previous cooperation with Mr. Lan successfully produced serums that suppressed Hulk. However, it also led to the birth of hatred. Therefore, Banner was worried that if the serum fails again, it will turn himself into a more terrifying monster like Hulk.

At the same time, since his previous hatred, Banner has not contacted Mr. Lan for a long time.

At this time, the other party contacted him again, and Banner also suspected whether there was any trap.

Once upon a time, as a scientific researcher, Banner might not have such a suspicious personality.

However, since the Hulk's appearance and the frequent pursuit process of the military has made the once simple Banner a cautious existence.
To be continued...