My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 293 I Have No Destination, I Can Go Anywhere

Autumn in New York is not too cold. Because it is adjacent to the Atlantic Ocean, the wind from the sea will blow warm air here. Therefore, even if winter is approaching, people on the street are not affected too much, and they still maintain their daily busy life. appearance.

Steve Rogers blindly shuttled through the crowd, constantly passing busy people around him.

He didn't know where he was going or what he was supposed to do.

The only thing I can do is to search aimlessly on the street, looking for a corner that can match the New York in my memory.

Only in such a corner can he find a sense of belonging and a sense of home.

"The dancing thing may have to be another day..."

"No problem... next Saturday, at Stoke's Nightclub..."

"8 o'clock sharp, don't be late, you know..."

"You know, I'm actually not very good at dancing..."

"I'll teach you, just come..."

Steve searched for a long time, but every time he stood in front of Stoke's nightclub again, the shop in front of him was no longer the place they had agreed upon.

"Welcome to the 21st century, Mister Rogers..."

"If you're talking about the Stoke club that closed down decades ago, I don't think you'll ever find it again..."

"Mr. Rogers, although I'm sorry, I still have to tell you with regret that you have been asleep for nearly 70 years..."

In 70 years, it seems to be exactly as Leni Stark said, everything has changed.

But Steve still didn't want to give up, he still wanted to find a place that belonged to him.

"My God, I really can't get this thing with my old bones..."

Just when Steve was in deep confusion, an old voice suddenly sounded beside him, and following the sound, it turned out to be a white-haired old man wearing large reading glasses.

Seeing Steve looking over, the old man looked Steve up and down, and immediately showed a surprised smile on his face.

"Hey kid, can you help me load this thing into the car?"

Steve looked around, but no one stopped except himself, and looking at the appearance of the old man, he should be calling him.

At this time, the old man was trying to throw a huge suitcase into the rear cargo box of a Ford F150, but the suitcase was too big, and it was obvious that he could not complete such a heavyweight task by himself.

"Oh well!"

Steve didn't think too much, he took two steps forward and picked up the suitcase with half a person's height with one hand, and put it into the rear cargo box of the F150 effortlessly.

"My God! Are you Popeye?"

The old man who witnessed all this couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and even the passers-by who noticed this side began to give out admiration again and again.

"Uh, no, although I submitted an application to join the Navy, they did not accept me."

The upright Steve didn't know what Popeye ① was, he just thought it was a relatively strong sailor in the navy.

The old man looked at Steve's face suspiciously, as if thinking of something, the smile on his kind face was even better.

"But at least the result is good, right?"

Rogers nodded. The old man was right. Although the process of joining the army was a bit bumpy, at least he finally achieved his wish.

The old man smiled and raised his hand to pat Rogers' arm. Even though his figure was slightly stooped, he still looked very energetic.

"Thank you for your help, son."

The old man thanked him, turned his head, walked to the driver's seat of the F150, opened the door and sat on it.

Seeing the old man's actions, Steve was a little surprised. The old man with such an old appearance can actually drive this huge pickup truck.

Lowering the window on the passenger side, the old man looked at Steve.

"Where are you going? If you drop by, the old man, I can give you a ride."

Steve thought about it, but he didn't refuse. Anyway, he's just wandering aimlessly now, so why not just take a ride?
"I have no destination, I can go anywhere, where are you going?"

The old man frowned slightly when he heard this, obviously not very satisfied with the answer.

"It's not a good thing to lose your goal. How about it, old man, I'm going to Flushing, so I might as well drop you by the Stark Industries Fair. It's a good place, and maybe it can help you find what you want need."

Steve raised his eyebrows when he heard the words. He had indeed heard of this expo. It is said that it was reopened by Howard's son Tony Stark in May this year. Leni Testarossa, who had met before Has given a speech at the exposition.

"Okay, as long as it's convenient for you."

"What's inconvenient, get in the car!"

The old man laughed and started the car. With Steve on the co-pilot seat, the old man stepped on the accelerator, and the engine of the F150 burst into a powerful roar, and quickly drove away from the spot, heading straight for Flushing. go.

……

"Hey! Leni, look! Mr. Rogers is in the car and gone!"

Sitting in the R8 car on the other side of the street, Lenny and Skye almost witnessed the whole process of Steve Rogers helping the elderly just now.

During this period, Skye wanted to lower the car window to say hello to Steve, but was stopped by Leni in time.

Because Lai Ni recognized the identity of the old man, if she came forward to say hello at this time, she might be disgusted by the old man.

Knowing her identity, Leni is very clear, even if she offends everyone in this world, she must not easily offend that old man.

There is no way, the background is too big, I understand everything...

"Come on, let's follow."

Seeing that the F150 pickup was about to leave, Leni immediately put on her sunglasses again, started the car and followed the pickup truck far away.

She wanted to see, where did this observer of the Marvel world plan to take Captain America?
However, the more the car was driven, the more familiar Leni felt. Isn't this the direction to the Flushing Stark Expo?Is the old man planning to take the US team to the expo?

The more I think about it, the more I think it is possible. According to the temper and habits of this observer, everything that seems to happen to him must not be a coincidence.

Anyway, if I'm idle today, I'm still idle, it's still early, and it's okay to work part-time as a supervisor.

"Tell the agents stationed near the US team to take a rest and leave the rest to us."

After reminding Skye, Lenny slowed down the speed of the R8 and deliberately kept a distance of about 150 kilometer from the F1 in front of her.

While avoiding the attention of the two people in front as much as possible, the two of them can keep a suitable distance and follow far behind.

It’s just worth mentioning that the old man’s driving is not as flimsy as he looks on the outside, on the contrary, he is quite stylish. With the large F150, it really feels like the old west.

"Sit still! I'm going to speed up, old man!"

Glancing at the rearview mirror, the old man suddenly reminded Steve in the co-pilot seat, and then stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the power output of the engine suddenly increased to another level!
The sudden push back made Steve a little unprepared. Unexpectedly, the old man would do this, and he quickly reached out and grabbed the handle above his head.

It was also unexpected that the old man would do this, and Leni was hanging far behind. If she hadn't had superb driving skills and quick reactions, she might have been left behind by the old man just now at the traffic light.

Seeing the passing traffic that was almost brushing against the R8, Skye turned to look at Leni with lingering fear.

"Damn it, I suddenly regret coming out with you!"

　Note ①: The American animation "Popeye" was broadcast for the first time in 1960, so the American team who fell asleep in 1945 did not watch this classic work.

　　
　
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