Beautiful Man

It was another sunny and good weather.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, hundreds of chairs were placed on the lawn in front of the White House, reporters from major television media gathered together, and various high-end photography racks were set up.

Yesterday afternoon they received a notice that the president will hold a press conference at ten o'clock today.

Reporters asked about the content of the news, but the White House spokesperson was vague and did not explain.

Just say that this is a breaking news, and it is a good thing, don't miss it.

Big news?

Could it be that Jason Walter died of cancer?

With a strong sense of expectation, the reporters gathered at the gate of the White House at seven o'clock.

As soon as the door was opened, he squeezed in to grab the best camera angle, and then sat and waited according to the nameplate on the chair.

The reporters have already chatted before Mr. President has come.

Most of the topics revolved around today's press conference, guessing what kind of news can make Mr. President so excited.

But their imagination is still too barren, and they can't get around the clown organization.

Half an hour later, Mr. President walked out of the White House in a neat suit.

He smiled and waved to the camera confidently.

After the sparse applause, Mr. President walked to the stage and gave a speech: "Today's press conference is a great event to share with the American people."

"Late night before yesterday, an American scientific research ship found an aircraft wreckage near the North Pole. According to the captain's on-site observation and judgment, the aircraft was built in the 1940s and 50s, and there was a sign of ** on the fuselage."

The reporters were a little confused. It was a happy event to find the wreckage of a military plane?

"The captain reported the incident, and S.H.I.E.L.D. agents sent several agents to investigate and found a person inside the cabin."

Seeing the unidentified expressions of the reporters, Mr. President proudly said: "He is the greatest soldier in American history, Captain America Steve Rogers!!!"

The audience fell silent for an instant, everyone's eyes widened, their mouths wide open, and they couldn't say a word.

Before they could react, Mr. President threw another blockbuster: "After all-out rescue efforts, Captain America woke up yesterday afternoon with a clear memory and good health."

After speaking, Mr. President motioned to Guo'an agents to play the film, and the two agents walked to the front of the stage with a big 60-inch TV.

The screen lights up and the background is a high-speed car.

Captain America sat in the back row, in good spirits, smiling.

"Hey, everyone. I’m Steve Rogers... I woke up after 70 years of slumber in the glacier... God, when I opened my eyes, I was shocked. The world has changed so much... But I will try my best to adapt to modern life, learn modern knowledge, and then continue to protect you as I did 70 years ago..."

Steve was not good at facing the camera and squabbled, but it was these few words that ignited everyone on the scene.

"Oh my God!"

"Captain America!"

"God, big news! Big news!"

In an instant, the venue was in chaos.

The reporters tremblingly raised their phones to call their superiors.

Regardless of what programs the TV station is currently broadcasting, whether it is NBA or TV series, they stopped for me.

A few minutes later, all TV stations in the United States were "virus-infected", all programs were suspended and all became news sites.

Now it is the Internet age. News spread across the United States in a very short period of time and caused a lot of heated reviews, and the social media servers almost burst.

"God! The characters in the history textbook actually live."

"It's a coincidence. I just made a wish when I went to the museum yesterday."

"The American team is my idol, and the bedroom is full of his posters."

"Gosh, it's like dreaming."

"The US team wakes up, and the end of the clown organization is here."

"I'm a little worried, can the US team beat Jason?"

"Of course, the US team broke through the German defenses single-handedly, and broke into the concentration camp to rescue more than 1,000 prisoners. It can be said that he alone changed the outcome of World War II."

"Although I don't want to pour cold water, Jason seems to be able to do it."

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There is a lot of noise on the Internet, and the clown organization in the eye of the storm will naturally not let the wind go.

The active users of the clown community have surged like a rocket, and those who usually dive into the screen are all bubbling. The topic of the chat is naturally a concern about the safety of the organization.

No wonder they made a fuss. After all, the US team is the world's first superhero. He has written history textbooks, made movies, and entered a museum.

Not only are contemporary young people admiring the US team, their parents and grandparents also grew up listening to the heroic stories of the US team.

In their memory, the US team is an invincible perfect man. On the contrary, people like Jason are just clowns.

The chatting in the community is full of enthusiasm, and the comrades can't avoid the vulgarity, Chloe intimately transmitted the video to the chat group.

Belmode: "Wow, the beauty of the US team is amazing, I like it."

John agrees: "I have watched documentaries. His power, speed, endurance and reflexes are perfect. It's a shame to be a killer."

David: "It's good to be a soldier. Even in the mercenary regiment, all soldiers follow him as an example and want to be a hero of the country."

Franklin: "I still have his full set of collection cards at home. I gave it to instant noodles."

Locomotive: "Although the skin color and belief are different, the US team is a respectable person. His deeds inspired me in the downturn period, and he is regarded as my childhood idol."

Halle is highly educated and obviously doesn't like this one: "These stories are all artificially compiled to promote patriotism. How can the actual situation be so nonsense."

Stan is a kind of greed, and the deeds of the American team also don't catch him: "What legendary hero is just a guinea pig of the army, a puppet of the government."

Chloe: "Boss, what do you think?"

In a high-end apartment in New York, Jason was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone: "What do you think? Lie down and watch."

What this said, the unhappy emotions can be felt across the screen.

Franklin: "The U.S. team is resurrected and must deal with us. Of course the boss is upset."

Jason chuckled, "It's nothing more than the remnant party of the last century. It has no superpowers, technology, and strength. It's not worth worrying about."

Halle: "Hani, did he offend you?"

Jason: "You're really sensitive. It's not an offense. A little holiday is not worth mentioning."

The comrades came with interest and asked what the holiday was.

Jason was annoyed and said bluntly: "Didn't I go to the juvenile management office when I was a child. In order to persuade us to be good, the prison guards gathered the prisoners together every day to watch Captain America's patriotic education film. Since then, I have treated him I can't like this face."

Hehe, everyone laughed.

After talking and laughing, he started talking about business: "Stan, the US team was discovered by S.H.I.E.L.D., why don't you have any news?"

Stan said he was wronged: "S.H.I.E.L.D. has split, and all important matters are handled by Nick Fury's direct line. Those of us who have not been trusted for a short period of time can only do some chores."

Franklin sympathized: "It's so pitiful, not as cool as the Director of the Drug Enforcement Agency."

Stan: "Yes, I can't even fish for oil or water."

Jason: "S.H.I.E.L.D.'s strength is all on the bright side. It is weak and can't cause any trouble. You have to keep an eye on Hydra now. They are much more dangerous."

Stan: "Understood, I will remain vigilant. Alexander's bald man, I will brainwash him every day."

Jason: "That's good."

Halle: "Hani, didn't you say that new comrades joined? What about people?"

Jason: "This person is a bit special. It will take a while to join in. Let's stop chatting, please work hard."

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The clown organization is basically unaffected by this incident. What should the comrades and official members do?

But this matter has a great impact in society, and people of all walks of life are caring, as if it is Christmas.

The nightclubs and bars are all full, and you can see signs with half price for drinks everywhere. I feel that this wave of drinks manufacturers is the biggest winner.

"vomit!"

Vomiting came from a dark alley.

Next to the alley is a civilian bar, which has almost become a vomiting venue for bars.

The drunk and vomiting man was a middle-aged man wearing a cheap suit, looking like he was selling insurance.

I don't know how much he drank tonight, and vomited a dozen times before emptied the contents of his stomach.

"Uh uh uh... cool!"

Mouth muttering, squinting eyes with satisfaction.

He stood firmly on the wall with both hands, took off his suit and put it on his shoulders, and staggered towards the alleyway.

Opening his red eyes, he saw a man in a hoodie standing in front of him.

The man drew sideways and kindly reminded: "Man, I vomit a lot, be careful not to step on it."

Alex did not answer, and let the man walk over, then turned around.

Huh!

A few blood-red, squirming, blood vessel-like things rushed out of his body.

puff!

The blood vessels penetrate the man's body easily, and then transfer the flesh and blood of his whole body back to Alex's body.

Ten seconds later, Alex left the alley with his hands in his pockets, leaving only a few tattered clothes.

Turning into a fat house, he walked into the apartment, and Alex sat at the computer desk and began to record today's dining experience. Turning the page upward, he has recorded many records.

First: Although I can't believe it, I am indeed a dead person. To be precise, it is a corpse that can think and move.

Second: My strength, speed, endurance, reflex nerves are beyond the limits of the human body, but unfortunately I don't know how to fight.

Third: My flesh and blood are alive and can be manipulated by my own consciousness.

Fourth: As long as there is enough flesh and blood, it can be repaired quickly even if hit by a bullet.

Fifth: The only way to replenish flesh and blood is to'meal', and at the same time it can make me full without eating ordinary food or drinking water.

Sixth: After the'meal', I can get the memory of the other person and control the flesh and blood to become the other person's appearance, but the practical skills that need to be practiced repeatedly cannot be seen at a glance.

Seventh: After the meal, the cells, flesh, bones and organs of the whole body are very active, and perhaps enough quantitative changes will trigger qualitative changes.

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