"Yes!" With a languid whine, a woman's arm stretched out of the quilt and landed on Fisher's face.

Fisher, who was woken up, opened his eyes and looked at the crystal chandelier overhead. A blank brain stopped working for a few seconds before he realized that he was not in the guest room in Iraq.

"Er!" He sat up, stretched and shook his head, which was heavy with alcohol and incense. Then Fisher carefully moved Kate's arm and Margaret's thigh, and got out of bed to change clothes for exercise.

Although his physical fitness has not improved much by doing some sports such as running and canoeing, Fisher enjoys this feeling. After all, in his previous life, he had to get up early to support his family. In this life, the conditions are good. He practiced with a bunch of muscle men for an hour in the morning, and then went to leisurely spend an hour eating breakfast. If he wanted to fish at work, he would fish, Perhaps everyone can do so in the highly developed future!

While boating in the river, Fisher also saw a familiar figure on the shore. The American captain, swinging his hips and pectoralis major muscles, wearing a white vest and a pair of training pants, was running down the river path with a straight face in the hot eyes of countless little fans.

"Hey, Steve!" Fisher stopped the kayak and shouted at the shore.

"Uh?" When they heard someone calling themselves, the US team hesitated, then stopped and looked to their right.

Then he saw Fisher sitting in the boat waving his oars at him.

"Mr. fisher?"

"Why, you're surprised to see me?" Fisher steered the kayak and rowed to the shore. "Come on, pull me up!"

"Bang!" The bottle cap of iced soda was pried open by a screwdriver and bubbles splashed everywhere.

"Comfortable!" Steve gulped down a bottle of happy water and belched with satisfaction.

"Is this your morning exercise?" Throwing the drink bottle into the dustbin, Steve became interested in the kayak Fisher carried ashore.

"Yes, exercise my physical coordination so that I can avoid capsizing!"

"It sounds much more interesting than my boxing. I've broken six sandbags this month. I've replaced all the salary Frey gave me with new sandbags!"

"Didn't you talk to a girl?"

"No, i..." the American team shook his head. Now he is very confused every day, not to mention looking for a friend.

"Oh, you can't. let's go and take you to breakfast!" Fisher shook his head. After all these years, Steve is still so reserved. If he wants to have the strength of Howard, Carter will be a grandmother.

"Breakfast? That's not very good! " Steve looked at his coat. He didn't bring his wallet when he went out. He was a little embarrassed!

"What are you sorry about? Next time you invite me!"

They left their sundries and walked across the block to the coffee shop not far from the Senate.

"What do you need?" The beautiful waitress in the foreman's uniform never left Steve's eyes.

"A beef burger, a strawberry milkshake, and a French ode package! Then pack two ham sandwich packages! Captain, what about you? "

"I'll have some. Just give me a latte and a pancake!" The American team looked at the menu carefully, and then showed a kind smile to the foreman's sister.

"OK, please wait a moment!" The waiter took the menu and winked at the American team.

"If you ask her for a phone number, she will definitely give it!"

"Impossible!" The United States shook its head.

"Want to bet?" Fisher felt for a ten dollar bill and shook it.

"I don't have a wallet!" Steve laughed. I wouldn't participate without money.

"You did a good job. You learned from Frey!"

"No, it's an old friend!" Steve showed a nostalgic expression, his eyes were erratic, and he smiled foolishly on his face.

"Sergeant Bucky Barnes?"

"Yes, Baji, he is my best friend and has taught me a lot!"

"I heard that he fell down the cliff later. Haven't you looked for him?"

"The follow-up troops searched for three days and three nights, but they never found any trace of Baji. He may be dead!"

"That's not necessarily true. You thousands of soldiers didn't find him, and there was no sign of being attacked by wild animals at the scene, which means that he must have been rescued!"

"Then why didn't he come to me?"

"Amnesia, think about it. If you fall from such a high mountain, you have to peel off your skin if you don't die. It means that Sergeant Barnes lost his memory and was rescued. It means that he has become a grandfather in Germany now! A bunch of children are around him! "

"This!" Steve was suddenly moved. After the end of World War II, the s.h.i.e.l.l.d. received a large number of documents and information about spicy and crisp Germany, including data about the population survey, maybe related information! As long as he can find some clues, he will be able to find Baji's whereabouts!

"Thank you, Fisher!" At the thought of this, Steve couldn't sit still. He jumped up quickly and walked to the door without looking back.

"What are you doing instead of breakfast?"

"I'll go to sanfei decoration building! Check the data! "

Ah, this! Fisher didn't expect this guy to be so swift and resolute, but yes, in the complex plot, he directly demolished the door of the armory and embarrassed the black stewed egg. It's not surprising to do so now, but I don't know. If the US team knew that the SSR corps had absorbed a pile of spicy and crisp aftersins, and then these people later became part of the Divine Shield Bureau, Fight with marinated eggs or? It would be even better if we could fast forward to the s.h.i.e.l.d. against the U.S. captain!

"Mr. Fisher, would that gentleman like more breakfast?"

"Yes, pack them together and I'll take them back to eat!" Fisher plans to fix the breakfast on his plate first. After all, when he gets home, there is still a second wave of morning exercise to start.

"Hello, baby, I'm back. Does anyone want an egg sandwich?" Fisher pushed open the door of the villa, but he smelled a smell coming out of the kitchen.

"Back?" Marguerite, wearing only an apron, poked her head out of the kitchen with a spatula.

"What are you doing?" Fisher walked into the kitchen and found Kate dressed the same way carefully smearing salad dressing on the smiling face bread in front of her.

"Breakfast! Are you full? "

"No, I'm just weighing whether to have breakfast first or the breakfast maker!" Fisher threw the breakfast he brought back into the fridge.

"What would you like to eat first?" Marguerite leaned against the door with her chest in her hands, and her long legs were dazzled.

"As an adult, I naturally choose to!"