I Am In Marvel

night.

The Avengers Building, top lobby.

Steve at noon was still there, but on this basis, Tony and the Secretary of State were added.

"Tell me, what's the matter with calling me back suddenly?"

Tony, wearing a dark T-shirt, leaned against his desk and glanced at everyone sitting in the hall. Steve and the others set their sights on the Secretary of State.

"Is the situation not clear enough now?"

The Secretary of State was an old gentleman with white temples. He sighed softly and said, "I know that you have saved the world many times, and you have fought constantly to fight crime. It's just that the people are more willing to call you obligations than superheroes. policeman."

Natasha looked unconvinced and retorted: "Mr. Secretary of State. The word vigilante comes right after you open your mouth. Do you dare to use this title to describe Kyle?"

"That's different."

The Secretary of State avoided this topic. In any case, this prosperous world was brought down by Kyle, and the achievements of the symbol of peace were definitely not something he could talk about.

In other words, in this world, no one dares to stand in front of Kyle and question what he has done.

But the Avengers are different.

"Think about it." The Secretary of State said solemnly: "A group of superhuman beings living in the United States often ignore sovereign borders, local police and laws. Their actions are completely reckless. Now governments around the world can no longer tolerate this kind of behavior. situation."

Having said that, the Secretary of State turned on his phone and pressed the play button. In the video played, there are clips of the Hulk running rampant and ravaging the streets, of Thor bombarding the spire with lightning, of Iron Man and Ultron fighting, and of Scarlet Witch moving bombs to blow up the building.

Beside them, countless ordinary people screamed and fled, and were affected by the extraordinary battle. They are all flesh and blood, and if they are slightly affected by the battle, they will be killed or injured.

"The Battle of New York, the Battle of Helicopter Carriers, the Battle of Washington, and the Battle of Sokovia, etc., you all remember that."

The Secretary of State took back his phone and saw the heroes in the main hall fell silent. Only then did he ease his excitement and took out a document from the inner layer of his suit: "Of course, there is a solution, and this is the Sokovia Agreement. Take Wakanda First, 117 countries support this agreement. That is, to regulate and restrict the actions of superhumans, all countries have the right to participate in monitoring, and superhumans cannot act in private, otherwise they will be sanctioned by more than 100 countries!"

"Only if everyone signs this agreement, you Avengers can continue to move towards the future in harmony with the world."

The unequivocal words of the Secretary of State, as a conclusion. He left the Sokovia agreement behind and left the top hall by himself.

Everyone in the hall was silent for a long time.

Then, Tony was the first to break the silence. He shrugged indifferently, picked up the agreement and looked at it, and immediately took out a pen from his pocket.

"Tony." Steve tried to persuade him.

"That young man..., no, many young people died because of my missteps and couldn't move towards their future." Tony was expressionless, and signed his name on the agreement, "I think this is good. It is more standardized and perfect, more reasonable and legal.”

"It's not who you were. Tony, you're afraid, afraid to be wrong again for the future."

Steve looked disappointed, he got up from the sofa and left the hall door, "I won't sign it, and I believe Kyle won't either."

Tony put down the agreement, looked out the window at the night, and whispered to himself: "Because the godfather can't make mistakes, but we will."

...

The Avengers team, tonight, has an irreparable rift.

And the night was not over yet.

New York, the sixth floor of the Senate Building.

The current king of Wakanda, Charka, as the representative of the United Nations, faced many reporters with his back to the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows, gave a speech on the podium, and explained the importance of the Sokovia Agreement while criticizing the actions of the Avengers.

In the front of the stage, the black youth with a leopard tooth necklace, Prince T'Challa of Wakanda, looked at his father with a smile.

suddenly.

T'Challa has an extremely ominous premonition, which is a keen intuition from the wildness in his body, as if he is about to lose the most important person, but the most important person is not standing in front of him at this moment...

T'Challa opened his eyes wide, and in his sharply shrunken pupils, a black object shot up from the floor-to-ceiling window behind his father's podium.

"Do not!!"

T'Challa's desperate exclamation sounded, he accelerated forward, and rushed towards his father on the podium with a very fast reaction. But it was still a step too late. The object hit the floor-to-ceiling window and instantly exploded into a burst of fire.

Bang! ! !

The fire of the rocket explosion bloomed in the dark night of New York.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the sixth floor of the building were all shattered, and the explosion continued to impact and swept through, covering the Chaerka on the inner podium. T'Challa, who was in the air, was directly beaten back by the blast. The reporters in the room were even more chaotic, screaming again and again.

Terrorist attacks! Or the attack on King Wakanda.

In the smoke-filled room, Charka crawled on the floor, ignoring the ringing in his ears, and forcibly crawled to his father's side. At this time, my father had already fallen in a pool of blood and lost his breath. His bloodshot eyes looked out the window, and among the panicked passers-by, he happened to see a man with disheveled hair and a mechanical left hand riding a motorcycle on the side of the road and leaving.

"I'm going to kill you absolutely, absolutely!" Charka gritted his teeth, anger burning like flames in his chest.

Steve, who had just returned home, hadn't taken a shower when his cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Natasha calling.

"What's wrong?" Steve answered the phone. At this time, Natasha called, there must be something urgent.

Natasha said quickly: "Captain. King Wakanda, who was killed by a terrorist attack in the Diplomatic Building in New York just now. At the scene, it seems that an old acquaintance of yours appeared, and he has a serious suspicion!"

"Bucky? I see."

Steve took a deep breath. Bucky had disappeared since the first battle on the helicopter carrier, and now he suddenly appeared in New York and killed the suspect of King Wakanda. The situation is not optimistic.

In any case, he has to find Bucky and ask clearly.

Steve quickly changed into the American uniform, put on the vibranium round shield, and asked Natasha to keep in touch and tell him the first information at any time. If the police take the lead, then everything will be irreversible!

What Steve didn't know was that after Natasha told him, she hesitated for a moment before calling the emergency contact number of the Carl family.

Under the current dangerous situation, if Captain America stood on the side of the suspect again, the situation that was barely maintained would completely collapse.

This kind of death situation, only that man can save.