Chapter 301 Chocolate Dance
Around 5 p.m., outside a relatively famous commercial street in Queens.
"Uncle Amber, even though you bought new clothes, you don't have to throw away the old ones, right?"
Peter looked at Amber who stuffed the bag into the trash can, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching. This was really a luxury for him who had worn the same piece of clothing for three years.
"Are you feeling distressed?"
Amber patted the non-existent dust on his hands. What he bought was a black hooded sweatshirt with several red flame patterns printed on it. The lower body was a pair of silver-gray sweatpants and a pair of off-brand basketball shoes.
All in all, it cost more than 300 US dollars.
"It just feels like a waste."
Peter shrugged, of course he felt bad.
"Haha, you have to look forward as a person. Now it's time for us to eat something delicious. You know, Sean made his famous charcoal-grilled beef shank today. You know what it tastes like."
Amber smiled and said, "I happen to know that there is a good pizza shop in front of me. Their cheese is different from other places. Not only does it have a strong milky aroma, but the taste is also very unique."
"Okay, okay, I only have $176 left to use anyway."
Peter didn't refuse.
He is a grateful child and not stingy.
As the sky turned dark, after draining the last bit of money from the little guy, Amber asked for Gwen's phone call, and then separated from Peter.
Just when he was thinking about finding a public phone booth to call and tease the little beauty, a bright silver car stopped on the side of the road.
"Mr. Amber!"
Steve got out of the car first, followed by Nick Fury and Falcon, and finally the driver Coulson.
Several people were injured and looked very embarrassed.
"Ha, it looks like our director has made his decision."
The corners of Amber's mouth began to rise, "Is this the famous super agent Falcon? Tsk, he has a really good figure."
As soon as these words came out, Nick Fury's face turned green, and Coulson took a few steps back with a weird look on his face and returned to the car.
As for Falcon, who was involved, although he didn't know what happened, he also had a bad premonition.
"We have no time to waste, Mr. Amber."
Steve couldn't help but interrupt his emotion, "Nick has made a decision, please tell me your request."
"Well..."
Amber's eyes flickered on the faces of Nick Fury and Falcon, "Have you ever heard of the Stonewall Bar?"
"Damn, what do you want to do?!"
When Falcon heard the word "stone wall", he felt a chill running from his tailbone to the sky.
"It's not what I want to do, it's what you want to do."
Amber shook her finger, "I heard that there is a shortage of high-quality gigolos there recently. You two are in such good shape, you will definitely receive a lot of tips."
"If it's money..."
Nick Fury makes a last ditch effort.
"You know I don't care about those green pieces of paper."
Amber looked at him, "Two options, one is to wear a thong to dance and let me take pictures, the other is to go back and forth from where you are."
"Damn, let's go."
Falcon felt like he had met a madman, "Nick, if you rush over now, it's not impossible to catch Pierce."
"No…"
Nick Fury said with a tragic face, "It's just dancing, no problem."
"You are indeed a great director, and I would like to express my sincere respect to you."
Amber clapped, but her tone was a little weird, and Steve couldn't help but turn his head away.
"Hey, you crazy guy!"
Falcon wouldn't want to go to that place to dance, especially if he had to wear... Ahem, he wouldn't agree to it anyway, "I don't know what method you used to get Nick to agree to such an outrageous request, but I want to To drag me into the water, you must prove your ability!”
"oh?"
Amber looked at him sideways, and then whispered: "Kneel down!"
Before Falcon could react, his body knelt uncontrollably on the sidewalk.
He was horrified to find that his ability to blink had disappeared.
"Mr. Amber, he...please forgive him."
Steve quickly begged, "Falcon is just more impulsive."
"Just kidding, don't be nervous."
Amber chuckled and released the illusion. Falcon immediately regained control of his body and rolled and crawled to the car.
"Just take it with you and go directly to SHIELD. All problems will be solved."
"You won't come with us?"
Nick Fury frowned, looking at the white butterfly that appeared out of thin air and slowly flew to Steve's shoulder.
"A mere Hydra is not qualified to let me do it myself."
After a bit of boredom, Amber slowly walked towards the place she rented.
The remaining people looked at each other in confusion, and finally Steve gritted his teeth, turned around and said, "Let's go, there isn't much time left."
Nick Fury nodded with a heavy expression and followed him back to the car.
Compared to the heavy but not tense atmosphere before, a very subtle emotion reverberated among the few people at this moment.
"Ahem, Nick, it's just dancing, it's not difficult."
Coulson, who was driving, tried to say something, "We should be brave enough to try new things. This is also a kind of memory."
"That is nice."
Nick Fury clapped expressionlessly, "So, when this is over, you can join in."
"No...oh, Nick, I suddenly have a headache. I need a doctor."
Colson raised a hand and pressed his temple in pain, "This should be the sequelae of continuous high-intensity overtime work..."
"No, Coulson, you are an excellent agent. I believe you can overcome this difficulty."
Nick Fury can't do anything about Amber, but he still has no problem controlling his subordinates.
"Hey, who was that guy just now?"
Falcon also recovered from the panic just now, "Is he a mutant?"
"Not sure, but it shouldn't be too far off."
Steve took over, "Amber's ability is very strange, and it seems...wait, do you feel anything?"
"The car...the car is flying!"
Coulson stammered.
Several people quickly looked outside and saw a pair of wings composed entirely of light spots appearing on both sides of the car, fluttering up and down.
Nick Fury immediately looked back at Steve, and immediately discovered that the frequency of the wings outside was flapping, which was consistent with the frequency of the butterflies on his shoulders.
"Don't be nervous. Since you choose to believe him, don't have any doubts."
It took about forty minutes to get to SHIELD headquarters from where they were now, but after having wings, they appeared in front of the familiar building in almost less than ten minutes.
"Are we going in like this?"
Falcon felt like they were all crazy.
"I'll go first."
Steve got out of the car and walked towards the guard step by step.