The sky is getting dark, which is a normal thing in itself, but the atmosphere in the blacksmith shop is not normal now.
Steve took advantage of the environment here and planned to talk to Bucky about Howard's death.
Bucky Barnes, who had a can of beer thrown in his face after Steve arrived, successfully regained consciousness.
The two of them were reminiscing about the past, which made Bulcasso a little irritable.
Just when Jill was out of school, he came back with Frank.
Frank didn't forget to buy some spirits and bring them with him.
Frank sensed something was wrong with those annoying agents, so he stayed near his son early.
So the two of them came back together.
As for where Frank will take it off, he hasn't decided yet.
After all, the outside world has become a mess, and gangs like the Hand are working hard to save themselves.
The Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D. was uprooted, and there were really too many things involved.
Anyway, wherever there is evil, there is a hydra.
If it were in a story, Hydra would seem like an overused and recyclable villain most of the time.
If you don't know who did something bad, then it's probably Hydra.
So more than 90% of the gangs in this place are now working hard to save themselves.
After all, just being a gang won't cause much trouble. As long as you have money, many problems won't be a problem.
But if it has anything to do with Hydra, it will be troublesome.
The gang leaders are waiting to be interviewed, and all of them are as cute as little chickens.
Even Mr. Wilson Fisk could only rage in his office at this time.
Who made it happen that his subordinate Bullseye died in a place where he shouldn't have been a few days before this incident.
The corpses of Hydra placed in front of the blacksmith shop were almost piled up into a hill.
Therefore, the Hand and Kingpin's dark side empire have become key targets of investigation.
"I said, how about we go out for a drive?"
Bulcaisel had just disposed of half of the killer monkey's body, and now the monkey couldn't return to its body.
It happened that Bulcaisso remembered the matter of defeating Jill and planned to drive out to relax.
"Your car doesn't even have glass, aren't you afraid of being inspected?"
Rumlow crossed his arms and spoke casually.
"I plan to go back first. After all, the clothes on my body are dirty, so it's better to change them."
Matthew shook his head and planned to go home.
Even if he wiped off the blood on his body, his clothes couldn't be helped.
His figure was a bit different from Bulqueso's, and he couldn't borrow some clothes to change into temporarily.
"I have to tell Tony this. We can't hide it from him."
Steve grabbed Bucky's good hand and spoke earnestly.
He is quite like a practitioner of inner construction work.
"I know, I'm sorry for Tony, I'm sorry for Howard."
Bucky Barnes almost burst into tears as he spoke, his tears arousing sympathy.
"You were under control, Bucky! It's not entirely your fault."
Steve comforted in a low voice, although he knew that such words were just words.
A trustworthy person is killed by another trustworthy person. No matter whether the murderer is sincere or not, there is no way to treat it as if it didn't happen.
Now he can only find a way to make Bucky gain Tony's forgiveness.
Steve doesn't know what will happen next, but he plans to save Bucky's life first.
Although the beautiful scenery country has long ago banned the death penalty, Tony is a capitalist, and he has many ways to spend money to buy Bucky's life.
Each and every one of those group of killers had some unique skills, including turning bullets, attacking head-on, and all of them were sneaky.
The first thing Steve did when he woke up was to follow Nick Fury and the others to fight Hydra. His understanding of modern times was limited to SHIELD information.
Thanks to Rumlow, Steve can easily see the information that is not so secret.
"I have to do something!"
Bucky suddenly seemed to have made up his mind and shouted firmly.
Waving the mechanical hand that was deformed by Rumlow's ancestor hammer, bursts of metal sounds came from the hand.
"Bulkess, can you build something like that?"
Rumlow asked, pointing his chin at Bucky's robotic hand.
"If I can dismantle that thing, the structure I can imitate is not bad at all, but I don't understand how it works."
Bulcasio casually grabbed Rumlow's neck and pulled him out of the door. He felt a little tired of the conversation inside.
"Then I will go back first. I will prepare everything and prepare to return to the Holy Mountain tomorrow."
Matthew put the blood-stained suit on his shoulders, said goodbye shirtless, and then walked away.
Fortunately, he was not wearing a tie, otherwise he might have been thrown directly to the Holy Mountain by Bulcaisel to meet Tarik.
Bulcaisel didn't care whether things like saying goodbye were polite or not. Barbarians themselves didn't care much about politeness.
"Is it okay to leave them in the store?"
Gil pointed to the three people still in the store.
Steve, Bucky Barnes, and, again, forgotten by Bulcasio, Casillas.
Bulcaisuo didn't even bother to reply: "Jill, no one is willing to steal the things in the store. They can't steal the good things either."
All the good stuff is in the basement. Only the secret rooms enclosed by metal walls in the basement store things that can be called equipment.
Although it's not a fun thing for Bulkesso.
"I mean the guy lying on the floor."
Just as Jill was halfway through speaking, he felt Frank, who was holding him, tugging on his hand.
Frank Custer and Bulkeso weren't very familiar with each other, and Frank, who was cautious and a bit withdrawn, was too cautious.
"How could I forget this trouble? Rumlow, throw him into the truck bed."
Bulcasio directed Rumlow and took the bag of wine from Frank's hand.
"Man, you're still too raw."
Bulcasso said to Frank.
Frank didn't react. He wasn't someone who couldn't tell a good guy from a bad guy, but it was still impossible for him to immediately become as cheerful as Bulcasso.
Rumlow went back to the blacksmith's shop and took Casillas out.
I don’t know who he learned it from, but he likes to grab the belt when lifting someone.
Casillas' forehead rubbed against the ground with several small wounds.
"Can you lift your neck next time? These guys are students of Ancient One who were trained by me. It doesn't look good."
Bulkesso frowned.
"Do you still plan to let me train him? Did Matthew forget to wash your car?"
Rumlow threw Casillas into the bed of the car. When Casillas fell in, he hit the meat sauce and made a splat.
"He can't run away anyway, even if he comes to wash the car tomorrow."
Burquesso directly sat in the driver's seat without any reaction.
There were pools of red and white on the car, and Bulcasso was used to seeing them.
To be continued...