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Ding ding

Listening to the hammer blows that represented struggle and hope, Zhang Ming lay in the car and looked at the shining starry sky above his head through the sunroof, his face expressionless. Everything seemed to be according to his plan.

However, actually...

He felt panicked, like a student who had only read the catalog and was going to take the exam tomorrow. His eyes were wide open, not looking at the starry sky. He was so nervous that he couldn't sleep.

"Xiao TV, do you think I can succeed tomorrow?"

"Xiao TV, if I die, will the Bizhan system resurrect me?"

"Hey, little TV, are you talking? Don't hide in there and keep silent, I know you are at home."

In this way, Zhang Ming stayed up until three o'clock in the morning.

He left the jeep carrying a heavy backpack full of explosives.

It must be said that the residents living in war-torn areas are all talented people. Not only do they speak very nicely, but everyone has their own "specialties".

Who would have thought that a teahouse owner who is nearly sixty years old and smiles all day long can create a remote-controlled bomb using a few common materials around him.

Zhang Ming spent less than a hundred dollars to inherit this craft from him, and he patted his chest and expressed that he would carry it forward in the future.

He covered his nose and went to the toilet outside the base in the dark. After checking around for no one, he put the bomb in a waterproof bag and threw it into the pit. Then he took out five bottles of red liquid from the bag and opened the bottle caps.

A pungent smell came out. Zhang Ming didn't dare to smell it too much and poured it into it.

After doing all this, Zhang Ming escaped from this ghost place without looking back.

He also wants to plant bombs elsewhere.

…

Raza didn't sleep well all night. As the supreme leader of this temporary base, he had to eat a full meal at every meal. One less bite would be an insult to his dignity.

As a result, he sadly became the first and most serious "patient" in the base, and he used a lot of special toilet paper.

In order to maintain the dignity of the boss, Raza could only endure the bursts of pain coming from a certain sensitive part. Fortunately, he had a horse-like face and was usually very gloomy, so it was hard to tell whether he was in pain or angry.

"Boss, there's something going on."

"What's going on!" Raza asked angrily.

"They, Tony Stark and Ethan are missing!"

"You are still asking me about this!" Raza knew that the camera had a blind spot and ordered his subordinates, "You two go and take a look. If they are lazy, give me a good beating!"

"Yes!" The two terrorists walked out with guns in hand.

The two terrorists walked reluctantly on the road, talking loudly about beating the billionaire's butt. At this time, Tony and the others were reaching the most critical moment.

Tony put pieces of steel armor on his body, eventually forming a nearly two-meter-tall steel monster.

The Ark reactor on the chest emits a dazzling light, and the energy is like blood, swimming in the wires to provide power for the steel monster.

"Still missing the final driver."

Ethan tapped on the computer, the progress bar moving slowly.

The "body" and "power" are already there. This last program is the "soul" of the steel monster. Without the soul, it is just an iron can.

There was the sound of the door lock being opened outside the workshop. The door was locked by Tony from the inside. The two terrorists outside shouted to open the door and kept threatening to give them a good look.

Finally, one of the terrorists couldn't wait any longer, raised his gun, and hit the door with two bullets.

He didn't expect that there was a bomb stuck behind the door. Under the impact of the bullets, the bomb exploded. When the door exploded, the two terrorists were killed on the spot!

Zhang Ming sat in the car with his eyes closed, his hands clasped together, his chin propped up, and he waited quietly.

boom

The sound of explosions echoed in the cave. Zhang Ming opened his eyes and stepped on the accelerator!

The jeep's engine roared, its wheels rubbed against the ground, stirring up bursts of dust, and it rushed towards the Ten Rings Gang base like a sword!

"Enemy attack!"

A guard on guard immediately sounded the alarm, and another guard raised his gun and fired a long stream of bullets. They had no idea of ​​firing a warning shot.

The bullets crackled and shattered the windshield. Zhang Ming lowered his body as much as possible and continued to press the accelerator. When he was still three to four hundred meters away from the base, he put a stone against the accelerator to maintain the speed of the vehicle, and then turned on the accelerator.

Car door, jump out!

After rolling three or four times in succession, Zhang Ming stopped. Even though he was wearing a thick body armor, his body was still bruised and bruised.

Enduring the pain, he got up from the ground. The jeep was like a crazy bison, running rampant, overturned the iron door of the base, and crashed into the weapons and ammunition piled on the ground. It finally came to a stop.

No explosion occurred.

Several gangsters present finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were not happy after surviving the robbery, but angry. They turned around and pointed their guns at Zhang Ming, who had just gotten up.

This hateful guy who was exposed to the gun was actually laughing. Just as a gangster was about to pull the trigger, he noticed that Zhang Ming was holding something in his hand, which looked like...

"No!"

Zhang Ming laughed and raised his right hand: "Art is explosion!"

After pressing the button, the Jeep completed its final mission. With huge flames and shock waves, the Jeep became the most terrifying fuse, with countless ammunition and bombs causing chain explosions.

The explosion lasted for nearly a minute before stopping. When Raza picked up the rubble and walked out of the cave, he let out a heart-rending roar.

All weapons were destroyed!

These were the biggest barriers to support his ambition, but now, they are all gone!

The only good thing is that most of his subordinates are in the cave and they are still alive.

"Leader, Tony Stark..."

"Never mind Tony Stark!"

Raza grabbed his subordinate's collar, his anger almost drowning his reason. His eyes passed through the fading dust and landed on Zhang Ming, who was several hundred meters away.

"I want him, kill him!"

The thirty or so surviving gangsters rushed out of the cave and were hit with bullets like a rainstorm!

What the editor is most afraid of is the continuous, large-coverage attacks. Zhang Ming, who was holding the detonator high one second, was lying on the ground in a cowardly manner the next second, crawling onto a half-human body in an extremely ugly but efficient posture.

Behind the high stone.

Under the impact of the bullets, gravel flew everywhere. Zhang Ming raised a small mirror to observe. In addition to some people in front of him who continued to shoot, there were also five or six people on the left and right who were outflanking him.

However, due to the cleansing food last night, more than half of the gangsters looked not very good. Many of them were only wearing single clothes or even shirtless. Think about it and you will know what their clothes were used for.

This may not be a big deal in normal times, but now it is their biggest weakness.

Zhang Ming took out a gas mask from his bag. He was also wearing a waterproof poncho under his body armor. After doing all this, he carefully took out a detonating device.

"I hope you don't hate me too much."

The detonation device was activated, another explosion sounded, and the ground shook!

Raza, who was already a little nervous, trembled.

What's wrong with this world! In the past, it was they who used bombs to scare others, why is it their turn now?

However, after waiting for a while, the explosion sound was quite loud, but nothing happened.

The gangsters looked at each other. Just when they thought it was just the other party's mistake, a black "raindrop" fell on one of them's face.

"Um?"

The gangster touched the "raindrops" on his face with his hand, put it in his mouth and licked it...

"Ugh!" He knelt on the ground and vomited.

Above their heads, black "raindrops" were falling rapidly.

"Justice from heaven!" Zhang Ming hid behind the rock and beeped quietly.

The gangster was still thinking about why it rained on a sunny day, when a stench poured down from the sky, and countless black raindrops fell on each gangster.

"ah!"

Accompanying the stench is a burning sting. This is a very familiar pain. It originally only existed in their sensitive parts, but now it spreads to the whole body with the raindrops!

More than a dozen gangsters wailed in pain on the ground. The few lucky ones who were not exposed to too much rain covered their noses and retreated to Raza.

When he saw Zhang Ming sticking his head out from behind the stone, his whole body wrapped tightly, and there was even a gas mask on his face, Raza was going crazy!

Yes, Raza is not a good person. The number of people he has killed over the years is as countless as the grains of sand in this desert. But he has been running around for so many years and has encountered countless cruel opponents. Such disgusting people

Guy, this is his first time meeting him.

"You are not worthy of fighting on the same battlefield as God's warriors... ugh!"

Raza was so angry that he wanted to say a few harsh words, but as soon as he took a deep breath, he was choked back by the stench of the scene. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Ming, who was hiding behind the rock, secretly stretched out his gun and fired two bangs.

gun, shot a gangster.

"Chief, what should we do?"

Raza said: "You and I, watch him here and don't let him escape. The rest of you, come back to the cave with me and get heavy weapons!"

The two gangsters covered their noses and held up guns with the other hand, hiding behind the bunker and staring at the stone where Zhang Ming was hiding.

Suddenly, screams and gunshots were heard from the cave behind, and one of his companions was thrown out like a torn sack.

dong dong

The heavy footsteps seemed to be stepping on the hearts of the two gangsters. They were holding guns, and the muzzles of the guns were trembling slightly. Finally, in the darkness, a huge shadow appeared!

Da da da!

The bullet hit it, sparks flew out, and a huge steel monster was reflected!

It knocked one gangster away with one fist, took away another gangster's gun, used it as a baseball bat, and hit the other gangster on the head.

After doing all this, the steel monster took heavy steps and walked outside the base.

"Damn it! Who set off the sewer pipe?"

Tony couldn't help but curse.

Inside the steel armor, through the gap in the mask, he saw the screaming gangsters lying on the ground. He also noticed Zhang Ming, who was slowly walking over not far away. Tony raised his arms vigilantly, and there was another

A mini missile.

"Relax, buddy, I'm here to save you for Pepper." Zhang Ming's words made Tony lower his arms, and he shook the two gas masks in his hands, "And I think you guys need this."