Chapter 473: Sam Wilson

Flame people exploded across the Internet.
Regarding his controversy, he has always been ranked first in the topic hot search list, and tens of millions of people have participated in the discussion of this topic.
‘About whether the "flaming man" is a superhero or a government criminal. ’
"What he killed was a murderer who was carrying out robbery and murder, and he acted bravely. This is justice, justice beyond question."
"Judging by American law, this kind of robbery that did not cause major personal safety is only a few years in prison, but the'flaming man' killed him directly. How is this different from the criminal!!"
"There is no death penalty in the law. He has no right to kill!"
"I approve of the behavior of the ‘flaming man’, those robbers deserve to die!!"
"Why didn't the Avengers capture the Flame Man? Why, he is clearly a criminal!!"
"The'flaming man' killed a black man, so many people robbed him, but he killed a black man. This is obviously racial discrimination. He should go to jail!"
"Why didn't Iron Man catch the Flame Man, where did the Flame Man go?!!!"
"Clear first-hand live information video, private chat if you want!!"
"The high-definition photo of the flame man when he disappeared is not a complete guess about the flame man's ability..."
"..."
Numerous topics began to be arguing wildly on the Internet, and none of them came out. Instead, they were getting bigger and bigger. In just one day, no one in this sudden flame man didn't even know what he did.
And in the black prison building, Chen Haoran was also sitting on the bench holding his mobile phone and concentrating on every piece of news about the Flame Man. He had kept this kind of action for ten hours.
"Hey, are you crazy? You won't sleep all night?"
Stacy, who came to the laboratory, looked at Chen Haoran, who was sitting aside with a smile on his face, and said directly.
"Of course I didn't sleep. Now I'm all discussing my topics on the Internet, all of them. This feeling is really great!!"
Chen Haoran, whose eyes were darkened, exclaimed to Stacy excitedly.
"It's just that their level of naming is too bad, such as'flaming man','flaming man','rocket man', etc. Can't you think of the name'burning man'?"
Stacy shook his head lightly, ignoring Chen Haoran, who was already a bit stunned, and walked straight to the laboratory.
And Chen Haoran sat back on his small bench again, looked at the topic of the phone, and continued to be silly.
The movement this time completely released his suppressed mood and fulfilled his wish to show, but the only dissatisfaction was that everyone was talking about Flame Man, not Chen Haoran.
Although he knew he was the Flame Man, but other people didn't know, he couldn't wait to fly two more laps and tell everyone his identity.
Had it not been for Leo who had been oppressing him, and he was afraid of being caught and dissected, he would have done it a long time ago.
And what is Leo doing?
He is still sleeping.
Just this morning, Leo, who got up on time, yawned involuntarily.
Still in doubt, Mingming felt the red whale's call. This time, it was not a physical call, but a call from the spiritual world.
It was like a dream that had not yet ended. This feeling made Leo lie back on the bed without hesitation, closing his eyes and suddenly entering another space.
In the same golden space, a small frosted black whale with a red line on its back was tumbling and playing in the air.
And after seeing Leo, he couldn't help but open his big mouth, suddenly flew towards Leo, and crashed into Leo's arms, very excited and happy.
And a youthful voice also sounded in the space at the same time.
...
A slight redness just appeared on the horizon, and there was already a figure running here in New York's Central Park.
The pace is steady and fast, and the speed far exceeds the speed of people running in the morning.
And there are very few people running here so early.
The figure was still running steadily, but a stronger figure rushed over from behind.
"On your left."
After leaving only such a sentence, he ran to his left.
Obviously his pace was already fast, but the stronger figure galloped forward at twice the speed of his.
At this speed, he didn't know if he could catch up even if he ran with all his strength. Even if he could, he would probably only last for 15 seconds.
But he just watched the person in front of him getting farther and farther, farther and farther, disappearing in front of him, as if it were an illusion.
Rubbing his eyes, he continued to run forward, but his pace accelerated by a point, almost reaching the limit of his long-distance running training.
But only ten minutes later, he heard the same footsteps behind him again, and quickly approached him.
Just as before.
"On your left."
After leaving such a sentence, he passed by his side without stopping, and continued to sprint forward, and it seemed that it was still that amazing speed, which made himself unattainable.
It was also this time that made him guess that it was Captain America. Apart from him, no one would have such a monster-like physical fitness.
At the very least, the speed and endurance he has shown right now are simply not what a normal person can do.
But looking at the figure in front of me~EbookFREE.me~, I couldn't help but speed up, and I wanted to chase the figure that was about to disappear.
Ten minutes later, he heard such a stepping sound again, and Captain America quickly approached him again.
"No, no, stop talking!"
"On your left."
"How can this happen!!"
Rogers' words completely aroused his unyielding mentality, and he no longer maintained his breathing rate, and pursued the running body with all his strength.
But there is no doubt that the distance between the two is still getting bigger and bigger, without any change.
Even if he goes all out, he is far behind Captain America.
Instead, the disordered breathing rhythm made him have to stop, unable to continue running.
In just half an hour, he ran nearly eight kilometers, a very good result, most ordinary people can not achieve a result.
With his breathing disorder, he could only lie on the side feebly now, supporting his throbbing lungs, panting in place.
Not long after, the person who had just looped him three times in a row walked over, "Hey, do I need to call an emergency doctor?"
A muscular man with blond hair and blue eyes, with two strong pectoral muscles attracting many people's attention.
"I think I'm going to change my lungs, buddy, you just ran nearly 20 kilometers in half an hour!!" Leaning on the big tree, looking at Captain America, said.
"If you get up late, you have to run more." Rogers said with a smile, "Which unit are you from?"
"Fifty-eighth Division, airborne rescue force, but I am now working in the Veterans Service Department, Sam Wilson."
"Steve Rogers."
Rogers also said, pulling Sam who was reaching out from the ground.
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