Chapter 710： : Why not pray

"I only saw him three hours ago, Chief, I swear I will never forget what he looked like in my life." Coleson took a deep breath, "And you saw the white little cat Chief, like this. Could the cute cat be able to see a second one in a short time?"

"Indeed." Ferry thought so.

This cute cat can’t be forgotten as long as you have seen it once.

However, such an open appearance.

is really the gods, and doesn't care about them at all, just like completely ignoring Coleson and others before.

"Do you need me to get in touch?" Coleson asked.

Now that I have found it, it is impossible not to touch it, but it is also very dangerous.

The other party doesn't care about S.H.I.E.L.D., maybe they just treat them as ants on the side of the road.

Fury struggled.

But finally made up his mind.

"You go with our captain."

"Captain?" Coleson raised his voice.

"If he is really a good god, a pure person like Steve might be favored by him." Fury was betting.

is half gamble on intuition, half gamble on speculation.

According to Coleson's description, the other language was mild, and even when Jeffrey's daughter was resurrected, there was especially a sentence "The will to pursue a wish is worthy of praise".

If the other party appreciates pure emotion, the will to pursue his wish.

That Steve is indeed the most suitable candidate.

At least Fury could not find anyone more pure than Steve in a short time.

on the other hand.

He always has a certain kind of trust in Steve. This is a person who can create miracles and has a unique charm.

"Will this be too dangerous?" Coleson was a little worried about his idol.

"He is the captain and a soldier, Coleson." Fury glanced at him.

Colson stopped talking.

If you dare not go because of danger, then Steve is not qualified to be the captain.

So, with the feeling of seeing an idol, Coleson took the task to find the captain.

Silence is doing right now.

was hanging out.

This time point was specially chosen by him. Iron Man Tony has gone through several ordeals and transformed into a hero. Thor has also changed, and the Hulk is about to master his own anger. Captain America has also been frozen. Waking up.

Silence has no mood to intervene in the growth of these heroes.

So he chose the time before the first battle of the Avengers.

Soon, Loki will come to this world with the gem of the soul, the alien army will come to New York to start a war, and the director of the Family Planning Office Thanos will intervene in the earth for the first time.

For silence, this is an excellent time to test the universe.

He has many tests to do.

Look at which actions will arouse the reactions of those big guys.

And now, he just wandered the streets slowly like this, making no secret of his existence, wanting to see if anyone would notice him at this level.

The result is a pity.

Except for those cameras of SHIELD, there is no line of sight at all.

Even Asgard's Heimdall, who claims to be able to see through every corner of the Nine Realms, is the same, not that he didn't notice the difference, but he didn't have his sight at all.

It seems that Heimdall’s eyes are not passive skills.

is this time.

A car stopped not far away.

Sitting in the car is Coleson and Captain America Steve who has just awakened.

"Is that God?"

Steve seemed to want to turn his head, but Coulson said quickly:

"Don't look at him, maybe you will be found."

"But we're here for him, aren't we?" Steve didn't turn his head, but shook his head. "If he really is a true god, then as long as we think about him, we will be able to detect it. Also, I have a lot of questions to ask."

"Do you believe in God? Captain." Coleson was a little surprised.

"No, I didn't believe in God for a long time." Steve shook his head again.

"..." Coleson was silent for a while, showing his own smile, "Perhaps I shouldn't stop you, the Secretary said, this action is based on you, and you can decide what you want. I just hope that the captain will not forget to give me an autograph."

Steve is slightly embarrassed.

He knows that he has become a well-known star in the world seventy years later, and even this senior agent is his own fan, but he is not used to it, and he doesn't think he is a star.

He is just a soldier, always always.

But after hearing that everything is dominated by him, Steve got out of the car and walked towards the god. Coleson had guessed that this would happen, but following his idol, he didn't seem to feel scared anymore.

The silence seemed to be unaware of their arrival until they walked to the side and did not look back.

He was looking at a tramp on the street.

is a hobo with gray hair.

The skinny appearance shows that he is not doing well, maybe he is too old to stand the wind and rain, but there are a lot of salutes, mostly debris.

Steve also looked over.

A homeless man like this, no matter in his time or in this era, can always see, he will help most of the time when he sees it, but he can't help.

At this moment, he spoke silently.

"Interesting will." His voice was as gentle as Coleson said. "He didn't do anything wrong, just bad luck. He lost all his worth on Wall Street, as well as his wife, children, and friends. Even his parents have severed relations with him."

Coleson glanced at the tramp, plucked up the courage to speak:

"This is not surprising. We will always encounter sudden misfortunes in our lives. There are many people like him. This is life."

Steve also recognized this.

Although there is no numbness, although every time I feel the pity in my heart, but I can do nothing, because this is life.

Even if it is himself.

Don’t lose everything.

"Unfortunately, it is destiny." Silent turned his head and smiled, "But the funny is will."

"Will?" Steve couldn't understand.

But the silence has already walked towards the tramp.

"Not reconciled?" He looked at him condescendingly.

The tramp raised his head and looked at this clean, luxurious, dazzling man like another world.

Those vast but desperate eyes didn't seem to be able to react.

"You are frugal and careful. You saved this money so hard to make a comeback?" Silent eyes were gentle. "But you fell ill when you were about to succeed, and you were terminally ill, so you were not reconciled. Right."

The gentle voice and gentle eyes hurt the homeless heart.

"Of course not reconciled!" He clenched his fists, his voice was hoarse and sharp, "I shouldn't have died like this, just one failure can't kill me! But the **** fate did it!"

"Why don't you pray." Silently asked again.

"How do you know that I didn't pray!" The tramp struggled to stand up, but this simple gesture made him gasp, staring at silence and shouted, "I used to pray every day, but I still change In this way! What did I do wrong!? Am I bad to my parents, to my son, to my wife? So I don't pray anymore, because there is no **** God, only myself, only **** fate!"

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