MUP: Chapter 119. Jiu You Appears

"What happened?!"

In the hospital intensive care unit.

Jessica met up with the members of the Defenders again after a long absence. However, the expressions worn by the others were clearly a bit heavy.

"Danny was attacked and seriously injured," Luke replied as he looked at Iron Fist, who was unconscious, with his arms wrapped in casts and his body wrapped in bandages.

"We don't know who did it yet," Matt spoke up. Even if he couldn't see Danny, he could still hear the other party's faint heartbeat in the hospital bed.

"How did it happen?"

Looking at Danny's miserable situation, Jessica frowned, "Doesn't he have some kind of kung fu powers from K'un-Lun or something? How did he get injured this bad?" Having gone through a fight together, she was well aware of Danny's ability. Unless he encountered an opponent at the Beast's level, he wouldn't have been defeated that easily. Even if he was defeated, he shouldn't have ended up like this.

"Both his arms were broken." Looking at Danny's arms wrapped in casts, Luke replied in a low voice, "It looks like his Iron Fist powers couldn't stand up to his opponent's attacks."

"..."

Luke's remarks silenced the three people around the hospital bed.

"Who on earth could that be?"

After pausing for a short moment, Jessica spoke up.

To be honest, she hadn't been involved in any disputes in Hell's Kitchen lately since the previous battle in Chinatown. She had been working as a private detective without worries. However, what happened to Danny had caused a ripple in her otherwise slightly normal life.

Rationality told Jessica that there was nothing to be gained by meddling in the matter at hand, yet she couldn't convince herself to turn a blind eye to what happened to Danny.

"Jiu You."

At that moment, a refined voice sounded.

"You came, Master Ip."

Without turning his head, Matt recognised the owner of the voice. At the same time, he sensed other footsteps, following behind Ip Man.

Dressed in a Tang suit, Ip Man appeared in the intensive care unit and looked at Danny, who was lying on a hospital bed with serious injuries.

Although Iron Fist's situation seemed precarious, this was a result after Ryan pulled back a bit. Otherwise, with the power of his [Invulnerability], he could ignore Iron Fist's attack and finish Danny off.

"Master Ip, what's Jiu You?"

Frowning, Luke silently repeated the name Ip Man had mentioned before speaking up and asking.

"The mysterious man the Beast had mentioned before he died. That person should be a legendary person from Jiu You and the same person who injured Danny."

Silently withdrawing his gaze from Danny, Ip Man turned his head to look at the Defenders in front of him. He then swept his eyes over to Natasha and spoke in a deep voice.

...

"Jiu You appeared?"

Nick Fury's expression remained unchanged as he heard the report from Natasha at S.H.I.E.L.D.'s headquarters, the Triskelion Building.

"That's correct." In the hospital, Natasha glanced at Matt and others not far away and replied in a low voice, "Someone was attacked by Jiu You. According to their conversation, the person attacked possessed superhuman strength but still failed to defend himself. Also, Ip Man confirmed that the attacker was most likely one of Jiu You's people."

"Keep looking into Jiu You. If that's true, then Jiu You is clearly a dangerous presence."

After giving his order, Fury remembered Master Roshi, who had made a big mess in New York earlier, and asked, "Did we find any traces of Mr Roshi?"

"..."

On the other end of the call, Natasha was silent for a moment before she shook her head and replied, "No, we did carry out a search according to the clues Ip Man provided; but we didn't find anything."

"Then let's tone down the search for now and get to work on investigating Jiu You." Fury also knew that the chances of finding clues on Master Roshi's whereabouts overseas weren't that high.

So, after thinking for a while, he decided to focus on Jiu You.

"Master Ip, that's ..."

Turning her head sideways and noticing Natasha's movement, Matt then frowned at Ip Man, who had stepped aside, and cautioned.

"She's from S.H.I.E.L.D., we have a common goal right now."

Shaking his head gently, Ip Man glanced at Natasha behind him and briefly explained.

...

Ending the call with Natasha, Fury fell silent for a moment.

However, before the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. could collect his emotions, a message was once again relayed to his ears.

"Director, the Captain woke up."

Hearing the report over his earpiece, Fury's expression changed. He then ordered, "Get ready, we're going to see the Captain."

"... Curve ball, high and outside for ball one. So, the Dodgers are tied. 4-4. And the crowd well knows that with one swing of the bat, this fellow's capable of making it a brand-new game again—just an absolutely gorgeous day here at Ebbets Field. The Phillies have managed to tie it up at 4-4. But the Dodgers have three men on ..."

Red Skull, HYDRA, Rubik's Cube, the final battle...

Suddenly, Captain America -- Steve Rogers, slowly opened his eyes and woke up from a long nightmare. He found himself on a bed in a room with simple decorations. The sun shone through the window, faintly irritating Steve's eyes. There was an electric fan spinning slowly above the ceiling and an old-fashioned radio broadcasting a game.

"... Pearson beaned Reiser in Philadelphia last month. Wouldn't the youngster like a hit here to return the favour? Pete leans in. Here's the pitch. Sung on. A line to the right. And it gets past Rizzo. Three runs will score. Reiser heads to third. Durocher's going to wave him in ..."

At the sound of the slightly noisy broadcast, Steve slowly got up from his bed and moved his stiff body to sit on the edge of the bed. The live broadcast of the game gave him a twinge of doubt, and the fuzzy memories in his head began to come back. As he was thinking about it, the door was pushed open, and a female soldier walked in with a smile.

"Good morning." The female soldier smiled and greeted Steve, closed the door and looked at her watch. "Or should I say afternoon?"

"Where am I?" Steve doubtfully asked.

"You're in a recovery room in New York City." The female soldier replied.

"... The Dodgers take the lead, 8-4. Ohhhh Dodgers! Everyone is on their feet ..."

The radio was still broadcasting the contents of the game. Steve looked at the radio, confirmed his doubts, and then looked at the female soldier he didn't know.

"Where am I really?" Steve seriously asked.

"I'm afraid I don't understand." The female soldier spoke in a roundabout way.

"The game. It's from May 1941. I know, cuz I was there." Steve looked at the female soldier whose face had changed and faintly said so.

Steve stood up and seriously looked at the female soldier, who had slightly changed her expression and said, "Now, I'm going to ask again. Where am I?"

"Captain Rogers..." The woman spoke in a low voice, secretly pressing a hidden alarm in her hand.

"Who are you?" Steve walked up to the female soldier and asked in a sharp tone.

Just then, the door was opened, and two agents in black uniforms walked in. Steve stepped back in defence.

Bang!

The bodies of two agents broke into a wall, knocking down the fake wall of the room. They were kicked by Steve, giving him a chance to run out through the hole. He found out that the room and everything in it was all an elaborate sound stage. Beyond it, there was the interior of a larger building. Steve's expression grew increasingly uneasy as he looked around.

"Captain Rogers, wait!" The female soldier hurried out.

Steve pushed open the fire door and ran outside.

"All agents, code 13! I repeat, all agents code 13!" Pulling out her walkie-talkie, the female soldier quickly reported the situation over the radio.

As soon as Steve rushed out, he saw a number of agents in black suits rushing toward him. Pushing one agent away with one hand, Steve ran out of the building in a hurry.

Running out of the lobby, Steve soon rushed out into the street. People were coming and going, and cars were making a lot of noise. Steve looked around him with increasing wonder at the bustling scene. He was out of his element and started running aimlessly, not knowing why he was running but feeling like he had to.

Times Square, New York.

Not far away, Steve stood in the middle of Times Square, amazed at the things he had never seen before. The people and the cars were so different from the ones from the era he had lived in.

Suddenly, black cars surrounded Steve and attracted the attention of passers-by.

"At ease, soldier! " Nick Fury, who came from the Triskelion Building, got off the car and called towards Steve.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in the other vehicles also rushed out of their vehicles and surrounded Steve in three layers, mainly to deter passers-by from gathering.

"Look, I'm sorry about that little show back there, but ..." Fury stared at the dazed soldier in front of him with a sincere apologetic expression, "We thought it best to break it to you slowly."

"Break what?" Collecting his emotions, Steve looked at everything in sight. He couldn't help but ask.

"You've been asleep, Cap. For almost 70 years." The S.H.I.E.L.D. Director looked at Steve and slowly answered him.

At these words, Steve's face froze. Such an answer was far beyond his expectation, and his eyes were mixed with emotions. There was a mixture of feelings, but he didn't know how to express them.

"You gonna be okay?" Fury looked at Steve and asked with concern.

"Yeah. Yeah, I just ..."

Steve didn't know what to say for a moment, locking his brow tightly and looking towards the distant sky.