Crossover: Is this how it's sewn?

Chapter 91.090. The Avengers Assemble

In contrast to China, far away in the United States, on an abandoned city street in Manhattan's East Side, the wreckage of a Kun-class fighter jet crashed next to a group of dilapidated buildings.

The fighter jet's appearance was so distorted that it was almost unrecognizable, and its fuselage was torn apart.

Scattered around the wreckage were a pile of bizarre corpses, and buildings that had been destroyed beyond recognition by the impact of the crashed fighter jet.

The twisted and deformed corpses, their limbs scattered haphazardly among the ruins.

The stench of decay permeated the air, creating a chilling scene alongside the wreckage.

In this apocalyptic scene, Captain America, infected and turned into a zombie, was spitting out a piece of bloody flesh, his face stained with blood, chewing with a satisfied expression, but his mind was preoccupied with the thought: "I've finished this piece, where's the next buffet?"

Captain America opened his bloody mouth, revealing sharp teeth, with traces of flesh and blood still remaining on his gums.

Xu Zhenqing stood before the other man, hands behind his back, and calmly asked, "When are you going to infect the other Avengers?"

The Avengers are a trick by the military-industrial complex, which has recruited a large number of superhumans. Xu Zhenqing spread the T-virus, which is a hybrid of the breathing vampire version, in order to eliminate the last obstacle.

Captain America let out a hoarse laugh, looking at Xu Zhenqing with mockery in his eyes, and roared, "Why should I waste my time, Zhenqing Xu? You can't escape. We'll enjoy this wonderful evolution together."

The other party's arrogant smile made Xu Zhenqing unable to resist slapping him, sending him flying and crashing through several walls before he recovered.

Standing up and chewing the remaining chunks of meat, the endless hunger made the other man's eyes flash with ferocity. Trying to shift his attention elsewhere, Captain America's body trembled, and waves of hunger came over him.

Maintaining clarity and humanity while one's very essence is corrupted is just as difficult as someone controlled by the God-Crossing Technique resisting a ruthless person.

The memories of family, friends, and comrades who once fought side by side fade away. What willpower can overcome nightmares unless the other party is cultivating the path of the mind?

With a "smack," Xu Zhenqing threw a piece of torn meat in front of him as if it were charity, and then chopped off the other man's arms with a hand chop.

"Come on, Steve, stop torturing yourself and have another bite."

Under Xu Zhenqing's spiritual influence, the meat seemed to emit an enticing aroma, and the maggot-infested meat became tender and juicy.

Captain America couldn't resist the tempting smell, nor could he suppress the drool at the corner of his mouth and the hunger in his stomach; his last shred of willpower began to crumble.

Finally, Captain America could no longer resist the urge to eat. His eyes glazed over, his breathing rapid, and like a maggot, he grabbed the piece of meat and threw it into his mouth to chew.

"What's there to hesitate about? Even vampires can be heroes. It's just eating human flesh. Besides, this city has been destroyed by monsters, hasn't it?"

"What exactly do you want?"

Captain America roared at Xu Zhenqing, his remaining consciousness desperately trying to grasp more information.

"I rescued you from cryogenics, so I should at least charge you some medical fees."

"Someone's here, so you can handle it. See you another day."

Xu Zhenqing's divine sense saw Eagle Eye leading a group of people slowly walking over.

Captain America's first kill was when he bit off the neck of a monk who came to his aid. A bloody taste filled his mouth, but Steve felt a strange sense of satisfaction, as if a long-awaited rain had come after a drought.

"You're wrong. You need to absorb the opponent's energy to become stronger, otherwise it won't be fun if you get wiped out." Xu Zhenqing's voice appeared in Captain America's mind, full of disappointment and frustration.

Captain America withstood Hawkeye's arrow and sprinted away, leaving a trail of afterimages.

Hawkeye, unable to avoid it, was kissed by Captain America in a French kiss, his breath was sucked in, and his very essence was marked with the mark of the zombie Captain America.

"What's going on? I actually want to eat human flesh?"

When Hawkeye realized he was losing control, it was too late. Driven by desire, he rushed forward and, together with the zombie Captain America, bit the remaining people to death. The aroma of the large chunks of meat was strong and tempting, drawing the two of them in.

The more you try to stop chewing and resist this temptation, the more lost you become in this maliciously delicious treat.

The zombie Hawkeye mumbled incoherently, "This... how could white meat be... so delicious?"

The zombie Captain America extended her arms, and the novice slowly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Her empty and lifeless face twisted into a ferocious smile.

Standing up, the zombie Captain America casually picked up his shield, which gleamed with a metallic light.

"Haha!" Zombie Captain America laughed maniacally. "What did I tell you? No one can resist this desire for evolution."

Hawkeye didn't respond to him, but remained squatting on the ground, eating large chunks of food.

"Go!" Zombie Captain America commanded in a low, hoarse voice, his body swaying unsteadily, his steps faltering. "Let's go back to Avengers Tower. The stronger the person, the stronger their aura."

"Yes, you can't become stronger by suffering, you can become stronger by consuming people." Xu Zhenqing spoke freely in their minds, imparting his experience.

Hawkeye, infected and turned into a zombie, remained silent, struggled to his feet, and followed the zombie Captain America forward.

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The two zombies had empty, emotionless eyes, and their faces had lost the determination and resolve they displayed in the movie.

Suddenly, Hawkeye turned around and his gaze fell on a tattered beige trench coat.

The trench coat hung on the shattered windshield of the fighter jet, swaying silently in the wind.

The trench coat was still brightly colored, but the fabric was covered with cracks and dirt, the cuffs were tattered, and there were traces of blood on the collar. This was Laura's trench coat, which she had worn with Hawkeye.

Laura and he are husband and wife.

Hawkeye stared at the trench coat for about half a minute, his heart filled with a mixture of pain and guilt.

The past year or two have left behind many memories filled with honor and responsibility, but those memories seem to have become blurry and distant in Hawkeye's mind, as if they never existed.

Giving up on this futile resistance, Hawkeye staggered after the zombie Captain America, gradually disappearing into the distance.

A cold wind blew after the rain, knocking the tattered beige trench coat off the sharp edge of the fighter jet's shattered glass.

The trench coat fluttered in the air, and Xu Zhenqing grabbed it and then let it go, as if this was fate.

Obeying gravity, it landed on the ground in a pool of blood, the cloth stained with blood, gradually turning a deep red color.

The owner of the trench coat had no chance of becoming a zombie, yet he became food for zombie Hawkeye and zombie Captain America.

Xu Zhenqing led the other Avengers to their deaths, while simultaneously strengthening the zombies. All that was needed was for one Speedster to be infected, which would then completely turn the entire Avengers into villains.

"The Avengers are assembled," Xu Zhenqing chuckled.

No need to get up early tomorrow, that's awesome!

Chapter Two will follow soon. I've been working on this all day and I can't keep going, so I'll try my best to finish it this morning.

(End of this chapter)