"You have quite a temper, nothing like the ideal idol recorded in the Captain America Memorial Museum."
"An ideal idol can't tear apart your shameless Nazi father and throw him into a cesspit." The Captain mocked, slowly approaching the other party. "Judging by your age, you must be a clone created from Red Skull's cells, right? That sounds like something HYDRA would do."
"No, no, no, dear Captain, you guessed wrong. I'm not a clone, but Father's biological daughter…" The red-haired girl jumped off the wall, stretching her graceful figure. "Oh, by the way, let me introduce myself. My name is Sinthea Shmidt, but of course, I prefer to be called Sin."
"Sin? As in Sin? Truly Red Skull's daughter."
The Captain had only spoken half a sentence when he took a running start and hurled his shield at Sin's head.
His words were mixed with a sneak attack, which was dishonorable but very practical.
However, Sin seemed to have anticipated this, performing a backflip to dodge the Vibranium shield's impact.
Then she quickly turned around, reaching out to catch the shield as it bounced off the wall at an angle that defied physics.
"Father was right, your shield definitely has some unscientific elements!" Sin exclaimed exaggeratedly, fastening the shield to her arm. "Thank you, Uncle Rogers, I really like this gift."
"You like it? That's good."
The Captain smiled brightly, but the bulging veins on his temples betrayed the anger in his heart.
"I hope you don't cry too loudly later, my dear little niece."
…
"Captain? Captain!?" Coulson called into the communicator a few times, a little anxious. "The Captain must have encountered an enemy… but what does 'acquaintance's daughter' mean?"
"Most importantly, how does the Captain, an old man frozen for nearly a hundred years, have any acquaintances?"
Skye had just complained when she suddenly sensed a small but violent tremor appearing not far away.
As her abilities gradually strengthened, in addition to being able to create vibrations, she also began to perceive other vibrations within a certain distance.
And the tremor just now was, a gun.
"Coulson! May! Get down!"
Skye shouted, quickly sending a shockwave in the direction of the abnormal vibration.
As several large trees in front of them were shattered, several bullets fell to the ground, clinking as they collided.
"Clap, clap, clap, clap."
A man and a woman jumped down from a more distant tree upon hearing the sound.
Coulson got up from the ground, frowning at the man.
If he hadn't mistaken him…
"Floyd Lawton, Deadshot… weren't you executed by lethal injection?"
"Unfortunately, the American Government you speak of prefers to have a living Deadshot."
Deadshot wore a strange helmet, and his right eye had a red scope.
Coulson instinctively looked at May.
He remembered clearly, Deadshot was captured by her personally.
Sure enough, May's usually cool and expressionless face showed a rare look of shock.
What could be more unsettling than someone you personally captured, who was executed right under your nose, reappearing alive and kicking to obstruct your mission?
"…It doesn't matter. If I could catch him once, I can catch him a second time."
Seeing this, Deadshot unhesitatingly ran into the park.
May chased after him without hesitation.
But the red-haired woman next to Deadshot seemed not to care about him at all, even stepping aside to let May pass smoothly.
"Coulson, go help May! This woman is mine!"
Skye nodded at Coulson. It was inevitable that May would be emotionally affected by this situation, so it was best for him to support her.
Coulson naturally understood this and, considering Skye's significantly enhanced abilities after receiving Dante's gift, he felt relatively at ease.
So he chased in May's direction.
And at this moment, only Skye and the red-haired woman remained.
"Skye? That's your name, isn't it?"
The woman's voice was gentle and full of maternal warmth.
Even her gaze held affection.
Skye couldn't help but frown.
"Who are you? How do you know my name?"
"Oh, dear little girl, I know everything about you." The red-haired woman stepped forward, showing no sign of aggression. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Medusa, the Queen of the Inhumans, and also… your Queen."
"Excuse me, big sister." Skye took a few steps back, adopting a fighting stance. "I don't quite understand what Inhumans are, but I only know, I am not a citizen of some feudal superpower nation."
"That's irrelevant. As long as you are Inhumans, you are my people. And, don't you want to know about your parents? I'm not talking about Coulson and May, who have taken good care of you, but your biological parents."
After she finished speaking, her fiery red hair suddenly spread wildly, instantly binding Skye completely.
"I won't hurt you, but you'd best not resist."
"Big sister just hopes you'll be well-behaved while I tell you a story."
…
"Why is everyone silent on the comms? What's happening?" Oliver frowned slightly.
"Who knows, but from the Captain's call just now, they must have all encountered enemies."
"Then we need to be careful too. There might be more enemies…"
Before Oliver could finish speaking, he saw a red object rapidly falling from mid-air.
"Motherfucker! That's Red Hulk!" Wade cursed, kicking Oliver aside.
Then he performed several consecutive leaps to hide in another tree.
Before Oliver could curse back, several black arrows sliced through the air, heading straight for his head.
The exquisite archery even accounted for his falling speed. These three arrows would surely hit his forehead, heart, and groin.
So Oliver unhesitatingly drew his longbow, Star Fury, and three energy arrows shot out swiftly, arriving first to pulverize the three black arrows.
Then he fell to the ground, shaken but unharmed.
He looked up and saw a familiar face…
"Malcolm Merlyn? I remember telling you to get out of this country, or next time it would be your death!"
"Oliver, I promise, this is not personal, merely business."
Malcolm removed his hood, smiling politely.
"To keep Thea from losing another brother, I will go easy on you."
(To be continued.)