Garfield, who crossed from Marvel

Walking quickly, Rogers hugged Garfield and returned to the door of the small building where he lived.

At this time, Rogers had just woken up not long ago. For the sake of safety, Nick directly arranged for several S.H.I.E.L.D. agents to live with Rogers in the small building.

In this regard, Rogers, who had just woken up and was still in a period of confusion, did not raise any objections.

Basically, at this stage, Rogers has not found a goal to continue pursuing, and is in a state of muddling through.

"team leader!"

As soon as he walked into the room with Garfield in his arms, an agent noticed Rogers coming back and hurried forward.

Just as he was about to continue talking, the agent saw Garfield in Rogers' arms, his expression froze and his mouth opened slightly.

"Captain, you..."

Just as he was about to ask a question, the agent sensibly shut his mouth under the threat of the red light shining in Garfield's eyes.

The head-shaving maniac, the bald man, the assassin of the society...

Garfield has so many names that are circulated in SHIELD, making every agent tremble in fear when facing Garfield.

"What's the matter?" Facing the agent's strange expression, Rogers was a little confused and asked proactively.

Shaking his head even more like a rattle, the agent quickly replied: "No, nothing happened."

Looking at the agent suspiciously, Rogers always felt that something was wrong.

Facing the increasing threat in Garfield's eyes, cold sweat broke out on the agent's back, and his head was racing. The agent hurriedly continued: "Actually... there is actually a small matter. Director Fury wants to see you this afternoon. "

A black bald head appeared in Rogers' mind, and he naturally knew who Fury was, "I will stay in the house and wait for him in the afternoon."

"Okay, Captain! If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Seeing that the matter was over, the agent secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye.

After saying that, the agent turned around neatly, preparing to leave immediately.

"Uh...please wait!" Rogers shouted out hurriedly when he saw that the agent wanted to leave and had something to do.

"Captain, is there anything else?" The agent turned around and asked carefully.

"I accidentally injured it when I was jogging in the morning. Please take it to the hospital for a checkup." Lifting Garfield in his arms, Rogers asked.

please!Can you please stop doing this to me?

The agent was on the verge of tears and said sadly and angrily in his heart.

"Hahaha!" After laughing awkwardly for a few times, the agent thought about the reason, "I'm really sorry, Captain! I have some feelings about cat hair..."

Before he finished speaking, the agent looked at Garfield from time to time, and once again found that Garfield's eyes were full of danger.

After stopping what he was saying, the agent couldn't grasp Garfield's thoughts for a moment.

Just when he was hesitating, Garfield's voice suddenly sounded from his head, "Idiot, promise him!"

His eyes widened slightly, then returned to normal immediately. Although the agent was very reluctant, he could only change his words: "I like cat hair very much... Hahaha! Leave it to me!"

Looking carefully at the agent in front of him, Rogers thought in his heart, this guy couldn't be sick, right?

Doubtless, Rogers still handed Garfield to the agent and warned: "Please bring it back after examination and treatment."

"No problem, Captain! I will definitely bring it back." For Garfield, a well-known ancestor of S.H.I.E.L.D., the agent dared to neglect him. After taking Garfield, he quickly assured him.

"Thank you!" Rogers thanked politely.

After receiving Garfield from Rogers, the agent felt like he was holding a super bomb that could explode at any time.

He walked very carefully and steadily, and held Garfield firmly with both hands, just because he was afraid that Garfield would be dissatisfied in some way.

After carrying Garfield out of the house and walking some distance to make sure Rogers couldn't find him, the agent carefully placed Garfield on a wooden chair nearby.

After placing Garfield in place, the agent bowed like a bitch and asked carefully: "Garfield, do you have any plans?"

Garfield was very satisfied with such a sensible agent. He looked young and looked like he was about 30 years old at most, so he was ready to train him well.

"What's your name?" Garfield asked aloud.

"Hammadi Holt" Agent Hammadi replied hurriedly.

"You are good, very good! Very sensible!" Garfield praised Hammadi.

Facing Garfield's praise, Hammadi's tense nerves relaxed slightly and he said humbly: "This is what I should do."

"Phil is your boss, right?" Garfield asked with a smile.

"Yes," Hammadi replied.

"Very good, I remember your name." Garfield nodded, "You go for a walk in the distance, and I'll talk to Phil. Remember, you are not allowed to reveal my identity in front of Rogers. ."

"I understand," Halliday replied.

After explaining the matter, Garfield teleported directly to Phil's office.

After finding a new toy, Garfield didn't waste any time with Phil. He told Phil that he was going to have some fun with Rogers recently, and after telling Phil and his men not to expose his information to Rogers, Garfield left.

Garfield left, but instead of going back, he found Nick again and told Nick what he told Phil again.

As Garfield expected, Nick, a smart guy, started to act tough again and talk back to him. Naturally, Garfield convinced Nick with some "kind" advice.

After everything was settled, Garfield left the SHIELD building.

By the time Garfield returned to Brooklyn, Agent Hammadi was sitting on a chair in the park where Rogers had done his morning exercise.

Appearing behind Hamadi, Garfield patted him on the head, causing Hamadi, who was eating a cream cake, to have the entire lower half of his face come into close contact with the cream.

He let out a muffled groan and turned around to find Garfield flying behind him. Hammadi quickly stopped the intimate greeting he was about to say.

Putting the cake in his hand next to him, he took out a tissue from his pocket. While wiping his chin and cheeks, Hammadi asked aloud: "Garfield, are you done with your work?"

Garfield did not answer his question. Instead, he looked at the strawberry cream cake next to Hammadi playfully and said jokingly: "You actually like to eat such a thing?"

Following Garfield's gaze and looking at the cake beside him, Hammadi explained with a slightly embarrassed smile: "I didn't have breakfast. I just bought it at the bakery."

Not bothering to expose Hammadi's lie, Garfield ordered him: "Quickly finish your cake, take me back later, and tell Rogers that I'm just a little bruised, nothing serious."

"Ok."

While replying, Hammadi picked up the cake again and ate it.

By the time Hammadi took Garfield back to Rogers' residence, it was already close to noon.