American Comic World of Martial Artists

Yangzhou City.

Mingyue District.

It has been three days since the train incident that captured Dr. Zola. During this period, the interrogation department interrogated Dr. Zola almost 24 hours a day, trying to dig out the specific location of the Hydera headquarters base, but It's a pity that Dr. Zola didn't give in, and he still refused to reveal a word.

And Steve locked himself in the room after Bucky fell off the cliff, and he didn't want to see anyone, saying that he wanted to be alone.

In this regard, Gary did not force Steve to pour some chicken soup for the soul, but let the latter stay alone. After all, if Steve himself does not want to understand this kind of thing, who will console him? Neither worked.

So in these three days, apart from exercising, Gary will basically put his consciousness on Luo Hua.

"Xiaohua, the Spring Festival is coming soon, what programs do you have at home?"

On the screen of the laptop, a delicate girl in a pink down jacket with hair casually scattered on her shoulders asked with a smile.

Luo Hua said helplessly: "What else can we do? Watch the Spring Festival Gala with my parents and my brother, and then have a reunion dinner and watch the fireworks. It's definitely not as good as you at school."

"Usually I'm the same as you, but this year, I participated in the performance of the school club's evening party, so I stayed at school, hehe, there will be many beautiful girls performing at that time, if you are there, you will definitely watch Dazzling eyes." The delicate girl is Xiao Nan, and these days, whenever she has time, she will make a video call with Luo Hua.

Hearing this, Luo Hua couldn't help feeling warm in his heart. He knew that Zhen Nan chose to stay in school because he wanted to avoid his parents and contact him via video.

"Just looking at you, I'm blinded."

"Slick tongue, Xiao Hua, when did you learn this?" Zhen Nan pouted.

Luo Hua hurriedly said, "I'm just telling the truth."

"Hmph, is it? Forget it, let me let you go." Zhen Nan said, looking at the wheelchair under Luo Hua, and couldn't help but said: "Xiaohua, when will your brother let you stand up?"

"What? Can't wait?" Luo Hua teased.

Zhen Nan blushed slightly, and said angrily, "I don't want you to hold my hand."

"Really? If I remember correctly, since I said I would hold your hand and stand in front of your parents together, someone has asked me no less than a dozen times!" Luo Hua said with a smile.

"I won't tell you anymore, my roommate called me." Zhen Nan blushed even more, and turned off the video with a swipe.

Luo Hua shook his head habitually. After these days of video contact, the relationship between him and Zhen Nan became deeper, and sometimes he would talk about love, but Zhen Nan was very shy and would turn off the video every time. It will only continue when you make a phone call or text message.

"It's still nearly half a year before my brother Luo Feng becomes the invincible God of War. Although it can be seen that Zhen Nan really wants to be with me in an upright manner, this matter cannot be rushed!" Luo Hua sighed. Clearly, if he asks, Luo Feng will try his best to buy the water of life as soon as possible, but he doesn't want to delay Luo Feng's normal development.

After all, it will be a matter of time before he stands up, and there is no rush at all.

And on Gary's side, the end of the war is not far away. Once it is over, he will have enough time to run this side.

...

The dimly lit interrogation room.

"Is he still unwilling to surrender and cooperate?" Colonel Phillips asked with a frown as he looked at Dr. Zola sitting on the chair.

"Sir, even the best interrogators can't pry his mouth open."

Colonel Phillips shook his head, "You still don't understand him, you don't understand Hydra, go prepare me a dinner."

"Yes."

After a while, Colonel Phillips brought a supper,

into the interrogation room.

"Sit down." Looking at Dr. Zola who was brought into the interrogation room again, Phillips put the dinner plate on the table and motioned for Dr. Zola to sit across the table.

Dr. Zola looked at what was on the dinner plate and asked, "What is this?"

"steak."

"What's inside?"

Colonel Phillips sat on the stool, stared at Dr. Zola and said, "Beef."

After finishing speaking, he smiled and continued: "Doctor, do you know that such a piece of high-grade beef is very difficult to get here."

"I don't eat meat." Dr. Zola said blankly.

"why?"

Dr. Zola sneered, "It's not to your taste."

"How about cyanide? Does it make your stomach sick too?" Phillips sneered, turned the plate around, picked up the knife and fork, and said, "Every time we want to capture Hydra's agents alive, but they are within our reach. He took poison before and killed himself."

Colonel Prips cut a piece of beef, looked at Dr. Zola, and said calmly, "But you don't, so you don't want to die."

"You're threatening me, Colonel." Dr. Zola narrowed his eyes.

"I brought you dinner." With that, Colonel Phillips handed a document to Dr. Zola.

Dr. Zola glanced, "Dr. Zola will be sent back to Switzerland for the valuable information he provided, and in exchange for his strong cooperation."

Phillips sprinkled the seasoning on the hot potatoes on the dinner plate, and said while eating: "I sent the news to Washington this morning. Of course, the message was encrypted. Your people haven't unlocked it yet, otherwise it would be a mess." Embarrassing."

"Schmidt wouldn't believe it."

"No matter what, he will kill you, doctor." Phillips sneered, "You have become his burden, and you know his most secrets, and the last one you killed was Captain Rogers' best friend , I can't guarantee what will happen to you."

"Protect yourself, kill Paul Schmidt, you choose."

Dr. Zola hesitated, "Schmidt firmly believes that he is following in the footsteps of the gods, and he will only be satisfied if he gets the whole world."

Colonel Phillips sneered, "You know he's crazy, too."

"Of course, but it doesn't matter if you're crazy or not."

"why?"

Dr. Zola raised his voice, "Because he can."

"What's his goal?" Phillips' face was a little dignified.

Dr. Zola said slowly: "His goal is the whole world."

"Hehe, anyone who talks big will say, what qualifications does Schmidt have, he can get the whole world!" Colonel Phillips sneered.

"I think you should know that all the weapons are shipped to the headquarters of the Hydra base, and there are weapons that can destroy the entire world."

Colonel Phillips was taken aback, but his face did not change at all. He took a sip of milk and said, "I don't think you would mind telling the location of the Hydra base headquarters?"

"Of course." Dr. Zola smiled, "Actually, even if you don't personally interrogate today, I will tell you the location."

"Oh why?"

Dr. Zola said proudly, "Because you don't have much time."