I Am In Marvel

In the dead of night, the well-disciplined U.S. military base was silent in the dark, but subtle movements continued to sound in the single room of an officer.

Under the dim light, Kyle wore a battle suit transformed by venom and started a warm-up exercise in the single room-using the entire iron and wood single bed as a barbell, lifting weights to adapt to his increased strength.

With the rhythmic bulging of the abdominal muscles of his body, and the constant warm-up of his hands and feet under high-load exercise, the suit gradually fits the surface of Kyle as the host, like a layer of black leather skin, obviously The contours of the muscles of the perfect body underneath are uneven.

"Venom, you're very happy, right?" Kyle smiled and said, not only could he clearly feel the pleasure conveyed by the venom on his body, this pleasure also made him energetic and in a good mood.

After the venom merges with the host, the strength and emotion of each other will be intertwined, influence each other, and sublimate based on this.

Today is also the first day of the birth of the initial venom, and coupled with the first symbiosis fusion with the card holder of the super soldier physique, it can't stop with excitement.

However, tomorrow there is likely to be a message that the Red Skull is located. The mission is imminent, so you can't spend it with it.

Kyle exhaled a breath of heat, dropped the single bed on the ground, and comforted him in the venom suit: "Okay, I'll take you out tomorrow, so I won't have to sleep tonight."

Just as he was about to take off the Venom suit, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"It's so late, who is looking for me?" Kyle was surprised, soothingly patted the venom suit, then walked over and opened the door.

When he saw the young man in primer pajamas outside the door, he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Steve, what are you doing here so late?"

"I want to ask you too! It's so late at night, what are you doing in the room..." Steve yawned sleepily, his blond hair was messy, apparently just from sleep Was awakened in the middle.

By the way, the single room assigned to Steve, isn't it right downstairs from my second floor room?

Kyle remembered, shrugged and said, "As soon as there was a cockroach in the room, I got up and killed it."

"Are you sure it's a cockroach..." Steve had a strange face, glanced at Kyle's combat uniform, and said silently: "I don't know, I thought you just came back from the front line battlefield."

Kyle spread out his hands and said helplessly: "As you know, I don't have much clothes to wear. Sometimes I just sleep in a combat uniform. It's convenient for me to attack at any time."

"Okay. Go to bed earlier, maybe something will happen tomorrow." Steve finished speaking, rubbing his hazy eyes, and headed back to his room downstairs.

Kyle who closed the door also sighed in Panasonic.Good risk, if Steve enters the room and sees the original combat uniform on the hanger, he still doesn't know what reason to explain.

"It's also time to sleep."

Kyle muttered, just about to convert the venom directly into a card, when there was another knock on the door.

Again?

This time Kyle was eye-catching, and quickly extracted the original combat uniform from the hanger into a card, then walked over to open the door: "Steve, what are you doing without sleeping—"

When he saw someone coming outside the door, his words stopped in shock.

"Carter? In the big night, what are you doing too?" Kyle asked with a twitch.

That's right.The knocking at the door was Carter in a simple long-sleeved pajamas.

The skin on her neck was slightly fair, and the short blonde hair hung lazily on her shoulders. Compared with the coldness of the day, it was another charming style.

Do you want to sleep tonight?

Kyle murmured secretly. Seeing that Carter hadn't spoken, he asked directly: "Would you like to sit in the room?"

"The beauty of thinking." Carter gave him a blank look, then turned and leaned on the wooden railing in the second-floor corridor, his back image wanted to melt into the night.

"Don't worry." As if thinking of something, Kyle walked out of the corridor and leaned against Carter, facing the starry night sky and whispered: "It's the same tomorrow. No matter how many times, I will bring Steve back."

Carter was silent for a moment, his beautiful eyes glanced at Kyle, and said coldly: "Aren't you afraid you won't come back?"

"Can't come back?" Kyle was taken aback, shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about this. Although I don't want to stand up in advance, I still have certain confidence in my own strength."

This is not arrogance, but based on a certain understanding of the Marvel world and an estimate of the total strength of one's own abilities and equipment.

Super soldier ability physique, dozens of fighting skills, carbon sodium steel sword vibrating gold armguards, and the newly drawn venom suit tonight, the rest of the life-saving blue eagle and fairy beans will not be mentioned.

If the Red Skull is positioned as the villain at the current stage, Kyle really doesn't put him in the eye, seeing it is just a wave of headlessness, watching him can't stop him.

Carter continued: "It's a good thing for people to be confident, but everything is in case. Kyle, you always rush to the front so unscrupulously, aren't you afraid that one day you will stumble?"

"Do you care about me, afraid that I will die on the battlefield?" Kyle blinked unexpectedly. The woman tonight seems a bit abnormal.

"Of course!" Kayong admitted, and said exactly: "You are one of my candidates to record and perfect the super soldier information. If you do not come back, it will be a great loss for our army."

"I only have research value? I am now a major, American hero, and give me respect." Kyle replied.

At the same time, he seemed to notice something wrong with the venom combat uniform on his body, and glanced back subconsciously.

I don't know when, the back part of the venom battle suit differentiated into a liquid black line, which slowly extended towards Carter's body like tentacles.

Carter put his hands on the wooden fence, one palm supporting his chin, completely unaware of his back, from the venom's detection intention.

Don't mess with Venom!

Kyle's scalp was numb, and he knew that the venom was not malicious, but the human being who first met a female was very curious about a woman's body structure.

"What's the matter with you, your face is so ugly?" Carter gave Kyle a surprised look.

"It's nothing. Don't worry, I will come back safely tomorrow..." Kyle said copingly, with the liquid tentacles of venom approaching Carter's back from the rest of his eyes, so he should try to cover it with curiosity.

Stop it for me!

Kyle yelled out of his heart, and his right hand quickly stretched over the extended venom probe, accurately clamped the tip of the black line with his two fingers, and merged it back to the body's transmog glove.

But then, his palm continued to move forward, gently tapping Carter's cocked buttocks.

'Snapped!'

A crisp slap sounded at night, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly solidified.

Carter's beautiful face first showed an expression of astonishment, and quickly transformed into a winter-like indifference, and his beautiful eyes stared at Kyle nearby.

"Well, this is a misunderstanding, there are mosquitoes." Kyle retracted his hand in embarrassment, and he didn't even believe him when he said it-where are the mosquitoes in the ice and snow in the winter.

"It feels good, right." Carter snorted coldly, turned and left the corridor downstairs, leaving behind cold words: "American hero? Major rank? I can see it, it's nothing more than a lecherous gangster!"

"Forget it, go to sleep."

Kyle shook his head and sighed, wanting to go to bed as soon as possible and to end this extremely tossing night.