Steve also couldn't hold back his tears. He said affectionately: "I won't abandon my love. She still owes me a dance!"

"It's been too long. I can't dance anymore..." Carter realized that she was already an old lady. She quickly covered her face, not wanting her lover to see her ugly old side.

Steve pulled Carter's hand away and placed one hand on her wrinkled face, stroking the back of his hand to suppress the sob in his throat: "No, there's still time for everything."

"It's too late, Steve. I'm old, and you're still so young, you're still the same as you were back then." Carter put his cheek against the warm big hand, greedily enjoying the last love, smiled miserably, and finally took Steve's big hand away, suppressing his grief.

In Steve's puzzled look, Carter said softly: "Steve, seventy years is too long. I can't bear your love anymore. You should find a new home."

Steve put his hands on Carter's face again and insisted, "No, you are my only destination."

Hearing this, Carter couldn't stop crying and cried on Steve's shoulder: "Why? Why did you take so long to come back?"

Dottie's bedroom is very simple, not like a beautiful lady's. There is a single bed, a bookshelf full of books, and an oversized telescope in front of the French window. The oversized main mirror makes people wonder if it is an astronomical telescope.

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"Dr. Duke?" Steve was shocked and angry. The sudden situation ignited his anger and he couldn't believe his eyes.

The long burgundy hair was tied up behind her head, the charming and delicate face, the pair of seductive almond eyes, and especially the deadly red lips painted in deep red, exuded unparalleled temptation.

"Oh my God!" Under Steve's shocked gaze, a blue translucent soul was pulled out of Carter's old body by Duke.

"Doctor Duke..." Seeing his girlfriend's look of seeking help, Steve hesitated and begged, "Please don't kill him, okay?"

There is no doubt that she is a beauty that can drive men crazy.

"Dr. Duke, I can't touch her..." Steve jumped up and down anxiously. He could see his lover, but he couldn't touch her or hear her voice.

After a brief burst of gunfire, there was silence, and the two people who were showing off their love were also awakened.

She was about twenty years old, but her temperament was far from that of a young woman. This temperament made her look very mature, as if all the advantages of women of any age could be found in her. This mysterious woman made it hard to tell how old she was, but one thing was certain, she was a big beauty who was no less beautiful than the young Carter.

To be honest, Carter, who was in her twenties, was indeed a great beauty, with distinct facial features and a hint of heroism in her beauty. No wonder she made Steve obsessed with her.

Duke pushed open the bedroom door and swaggered in without even looking at the lady's pistol raised by Doty. Out of habit, he first looked at the decoration and layout of the house. From a psychological point of view, these details can show the character of the owner of the house.

"Are you going to perform some magic?" Steve asked excitedly.

Dottie Underwood opened her red lips slightly, forming an O shape of surprise. As an ace agent and a top sniper, she knew how important it was to move to another place after each shot, but forgive her, she was still in shock. Just now, she witnessed a scene that changed her worldview. The sniper bullet stuck to his target's forehead like chewing gum, leaving no red mark.

After not seeing each other for 70 years, the two had a lot to say, but the words were redundant. They gently called each other's names, fingers intertwined, no sweet words or vows, a hug was enough. Duke ate a bag of dog food nearby, and just when he was considering whether the light bulb should leave, a strong murderous aura suddenly flashed. Duke turned around in surprise and looked through the window at the villa opposite, and saw a bullet breaking through the glass and hitting him directly on the forehead.

Carter is steady, sharp, decisive, and feminine, so Steve calls her his only home.

"This is Doctor Duke. He's... He's my friend. He's the one who saved me from the glacier." Steve introduced him to his girlfriend first, then quickly walked up to Duke and said, "Doctor, can you help me? Let Peggy and I finish the dance!"

Steve called out from behind. Duke turned around and nodded politely to Mrs. Carter before looking at Steve: "What's wrong, Captain?"

Dottie picked up the special ladies' pistol on the table. Time was running out and she didn't have time to think about it. There was a secret passage hidden under the floor on the first floor. As long as she entered the secret passage, she could escape from danger. The unknown enemy was too powerful and she had no chance of defeating him head-on, but she was confident that if she was given some time, she could dig out the identity of the mysterious man, grasp his weaknesses, and set a trap to kill him.

"What...is that monster? Who is he? Why did she kill Paige?"

Under the shocked gazes of the two, Duke took off the bullet stuck to his forehead, shook it in his hand, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I'll go to the other side to take a look. This is the first time I've been shot in the head with a sniper rifle! Her murderous intent is well hidden, and she succeeded without paying attention."

"Please, doctor, I know you can do this!"

"Well, to be honest, I think he should be an alien." Steve's Adam's apple bulged and his eyes were dull.

"Peggy!" Steve stroked Carter's brow and held her in his arms.

Duke was watching from the side with a sad heart. He could not help but walk to the window and pull open the tightly closed curtains. You were born when I was not yet born, and I was born when you were already old. I wish we were born at the same time so that we could be together every day. This is what is said about the two people now. Steve has come back after 70 years, but Carter is in his twilight years. Time has separated the two.

Contrary to Duke's expectations, Carter's soul was not old, and he was only about 20 years old. What surprised him even more was that Steve, who had no spiritual pressure, could actually see souls.

"Even if you say so, there's nothing I can do. She's aging naturally, and I can't make a person repeat their youth." Duke shook his head.

In the villa opposite, the French window was opened a little, and a little sunlight shone into the dim house. Next to the mounted sniper rifle, a mature and beautiful woman was dumbfounded and at a loss for words. The white shirt and small skirt, the dress of an urban elite white-collar worker, wrapped her graceful figure in a curvy shape, and her charm was accompanied by a simple and capable atmosphere.

Duke suppressed his doubts and put one hand on Steve's head. Steve didn't resist and his soul was directly extracted. The two bodies that lost their souls fell down, while the two who could touch each other hugged each other tightly without saying a word.

"Strange..." Duke looked at Steve in confusion as he rushed forward to help Carter but failed again and again. In the end, he could only sigh that things like the protagonist cannot be inferred by common sense, and it is not worth making a fuss about strange things happening to them.

"I'm scared of you!" Duke sighed. He really had no way to refuse this poor man. In the original book, Carter never finished the dance with Steve until his death. He passed away with deep regret, which was indeed quite sad.

Although she knew that there were many monsters in this world that did not play by the rules, and she had seen quite a few of them herself, those people would still suffer some injuries when hit by sniper rifles, unlike Duke, who did not even have his skin broken.

Unfortunately, ideals are full of hope, but reality is cruel. Just as Dottie rushed to the bedroom door, it was opened from the outside. The unprecedented sense of crisis made her pupils shrink suddenly, and she took several steps back, pointing her gun at the door.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bloodthirsty person. I'm just saying hello. The lady across the street is very interesting, Captain. She's almost the same age as you, but looks surprisingly young. She's a good research material." Duke turned and walked out the door. Before he left, he said to the two, "Maybe you can have a duet before I come back."

"It's not magic, it's another kind of power. In that world, people call the being who possesses this power the 'God of Death'." Duke put one hand on Carter's head and slowly pulled his hand out.

"I know it's impossible to repeat my youth, but just one dance is enough. Please, doctor," Steve pleaded.

"It's Dottie, it's Dottie! Damn woman, how dare she do this? Damn it, she must have misunderstood." Carter, in the spirit state, stood up suddenly, grabbed the furious Steve, and explained: "Honey, I'm sorry, your friend he...he...he is a monster?"

Carter is unique to Steve. She witnessed Steve's evolution from a weakling to a strong man. She even looked at him differently when he was still a weakling. What attracted her was not the captain's two pectoral muscles, but the captain's shining soul. She witnessed and accompanied Steve's glorious journey from a rookie to an independent man. She encouraged, trusted and supported Steve, and of course she also lost her temper because of Steve's stupidity.

A series of questions flashed through her mind, and Dottie was stunned for more than ten seconds. After waking up, she suddenly realized that her situation was very dangerous. She wanted to avenge Peggy, but the prerequisite for revenge was to survive first.

"Dr. Duke!"

"Please don't hurt her, she is protecting me." Carter came to his senses, stepped forward to stop Duke, and was surprised to find that he could actually touch Duke in his soul state.

From Duke's impure mind, the oversized telescope in the bedroom is the spying artifact that the bastard dreams of. With the artifact in hand, he can count the brand of the panties of the goddess he secretly loves, and even the number of curly hairs on the goddess.

"Ma'am, please don't be nervous, I mean no harm!" Duke smiled slightly, revealing his white teeth under Dottie's horrified gaze.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang————

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