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A dozen modified off-road vehicles funded by Tony were parked quietly downstairs.

A group of villains got into the car and, under the guidance of the leading party, headed for the gang headquarters where Deidara was located.

The SHIELD agents asked their superiors if they wanted to stop them, and the order came back quickly:

Follow, do not obstruct, and protect civilians as much as possible.

They didn't understand why their superiors didn't take action to get rid of the villain leader, but as agents, they could only continue to execute the order.

The motorcade roared through the streets and arrived at its destination.

"Boss Z, this is it."

The gangster leading the way pointed to a small building, and Zhang Ming gave the order: "Go and capture their leader."

A group of vicious criminals took out sticks from the trunk of the vehicle and rushed in with a roar.

In Zhang Ming's opinion, there is no significant difference between the two groups of gangsters and criminals. Not long after the criminals entered, the sound of fighting and sporadic gunshots came from the small building, and then the gunfire soon fell silent. Come down.

Several people dragged a man covered in blood downstairs and threw him in front of Zhang Ming with a plop.

"Is he Majima Goro?"

"Boss Z, he is Majima Goro's deputy. According to him, Majima will leave at this time every day and go to a warehouse on the outskirts of the city alone."

storehouse?

Murong Tiezhu, pretending to be an ordinary criminal, nodded towards Zhang Ming. That's it.

Deidara's "artwork" is just a bunch of bombs, which are definitely inconvenient in urban areas and easy to attract attention, so they can only be placed in remote suburbs.

"Take him into the car and let's go to the warehouse."

The convoy set off again, and they crossed Tokyo. All the vehicles gave way in fear, and the journey was smooth. Even the police cars did not dare to approach.

This kind of pleasure of breaking the secular rules makes many criminals soar with adrenaline. Even if they have not received a penny so far, this kind of pleasure alone is enough for them to remember it for a lifetime.

The convoy traveled further and further, gradually leaving the Tokyo area and approaching Saitama Prefecture in the north.

At the junction of the two cities, there is an open space with a warehouse in the center. Zhang Ming parked his car three kilometers away from the warehouse.

"You guys wait here." Zhang Ming glanced around and pointed at Murong Tiezhu, "You carry this bag and come with me."

"Okay..." Murong Tiezhu said weakly. He picked up Zhang Ming's huge backpack and followed.

After they were far away from the convoy and made sure that their conversation would not be overheard, Zhang Ming asked in a low voice: "Have you notified SHIELD to clear the area?"

"With the warehouse as the center, there is no one within ten kilometers nearby." Tie Zhu pointed at the criminals behind, "Except for those guys."

Zhang Ming asked: "I have always had a question: If Deidara, Pain, and even Naruto die, how will the plot unfold after you go back?"

"Don't worry about this. For plot characters who travel to another world, the experience of coming to this world is similar to a dream. After death or returning to the original world, you will still do whatever you have to do, otherwise Bizhan's annual New Year activities There is no way to hold it either.

Those affected are you and me, as well as the plot characters in this world. They will never forget all this. If an important plot character in the Marvel world dies unfortunately because of the Spring Festival plot... you know, bam - the world is greatly distorted. increase."

Murong Tiezhu shrugged and finally said: "The home court advantage also has home court disadvantages."

Zhang Ming had already been mentally prepared for this.

"In other words, there is no problem even if I kill Deidara."

"Huh?" Tie Zhu heard something was wrong, "Didn't you say you wanted to subdue him?"

They walked to the door of the warehouse, Zhang Ming put his backpack on the ground and took out a special high-explosive bomb.

"As a gift, is one too few?" Zhang Ming took out three more, tied them together with tape, and tied a bow with some cables.

"It looks better this way."

"Hey!" Tie Zhu held Zhang Ming's hand, "What are you going to do?"

"Prepare the meeting ceremony." Zhang Ming said.

"You call this a meeting gift!"

Zhang Ming patted his hand and told Murong Tiezhu not to worry, everything was under plan. He stood up, walked to the warehouse door, and knocked politely.

"who?"

A fierce-looking man wearing an eyepatch opened a crack in the door. He was Goro Majima. He hid his hand behind his back, holding a pistol, ready to shoot bullets at any time.

But before Mashima could see Zhang Ming's face clearly, he was grabbed and thrown away from a distance.

Zhang Ming opened the door, said "Excuse me" as is customary, and walked in.

There are only three or four chandeliers above the warehouse. Through the dim light, you can see a large number of sculptures, including gods, Buddhas, ghosts, and various animals.

At the end of the warehouse, there was a young man sitting with his back to Zhang Ming, holding a file in his hand and carefully carving a Buddha statue.

"Hello, Teacher Di." Zhang Ming greeted.

"Teacher?" Deidara paused, turned his head, and stared at Zhang Ming, "I don't remember a student like you. If you don't want to die, just get out of here."

"No, the teacher I'm talking about is the honorific title given to colleagues by colleagues. It's your first time to visit, and a little gift is not disrespectful." Zhang Ming handed over the high-explosive bomb bundle in his hand.

Deidara looked at the crooked bow on it and felt a little confused.

The criminals three kilometers away were smoking and waiting in boredom.

"You think this Boss Z is not a pretentious liar, right?" A new criminal said, he is a fraudster, "I have learned some magic tricks before, and to laymen, they are no different from miracles. Z

Boss, is it also a magic trick——"

Before the fraudster could finish speaking, a pillar of fire suddenly erupted from the warehouse in the distance!

What follows is a shock wave!

The aftermath of the explosion spanned a distance of three kilometers and hit the off-road vehicle heavily. Several vehicles in the front were overturned, and a criminal who was leaning on the vehicle was crushed into a meat pie.

"what happened!"

The criminals got up and ran away frantically in the opposite direction, but as soon as they took two steps, the ground trembled, and a chain explosion occurred inside the warehouse of the "artwork" belonging to Deidara.

Everyone covered their ears and huddled on the ground. Even the toughest guy was trembling involuntarily under the threat of death.

The explosion lasted for nearly a minute before it stopped, and the criminals slowly opened their eyes.

With the warehouse as the center, within one kilometer, there was only a piece of scorched earth, and above the warehouse, Zhang Ming was flying in mid-air holding Murong Tiezhu.

"magic?"

A ferocious criminal grabbed the collar of the fraudster just now. There were tears on his face. He pointed in the direction of the warehouse. "You call this magic!"

Zhang Ming grabbed the iron pillar and returned to the ground.

It wasn't until his feet landed firmly on the ground that Murong Tiezhu's hanging heart relaxed.

He suddenly turned around, raised his fist, and wanted to punch Zhang Ming in the face. Tie Zhu yelled at Zhang Ming: "Since you want to kill him, can you say hello to me in advance! I almost failed.

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"Don't worry, even if you don't need to edit, I will go back in time to save you."

"Wow! You are so considerate!"

"You're welcome."

Murong Tiezhu's fist trembled slightly. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly stretched out his middle finger, which was about to hit Zhang Ming's face.

Zhang Ming put his hand aside and continued: "And Deidara will not die so easily... Well, look, he is out."

A mound of earth gradually rose up on the ground where the warehouse was originally located. Deidara crawled out from the mound of earth, with injuries all over his body. Only his eyes were looking straight at Zhang Ming, with twinkling eyes.

Weird light.

"What's your name?" Deidara asked.

"You can call me Z." Zhang Ming replied.

"Z, no!" Deidara showed an excited smile. He smelled the same kind of scent from Zhang Ming, "According to what you said... Teacher Z."

Zhang Ming said: "I can provide you with a venue and new 'artistic' ideas. Are you willing to join my team?"

"Let me be your subordinate?" Deidara asked.

"It's an artistic exchange."

"Yes, artistic exchange, I like this word." A touch of excited red appeared on Deidara's face.

For many years, his art has been despised and feared by others. Even the group of people organized by Xiao only valued his fighting ability.

Deidara never considered himself a warrior, he was an artist!

"I promise you. However, after I received your gift, I have to give you a gift in return."

Deidara quickly formed a seal and summoned a clay flying dragon. He rode on the dragon and flew into the air.

In mid-air, he shouted: "My art is divided into different levels. Artworks of two levels, C1 and C2, are not worthy to be taken out. Teacher Z, this is C3 No. 18!"

Didara stretched out his hands, made a fist-sized clay doll, and threw it away.

The human idol expanded rapidly like a balloon. In just one breath, it turned into a giant object thirty to forty meters high. It floated above Zhang Ming's head, slowly falling with suffocating pressure.

"Run! This is C3! Gaara's Sunagakure ninja village was almost blown up by this thing!" Murong Tiezhu pulled Zhang Ming, but Zhang Ming seemed to be stupid and looked at Zhida

The clay doll, blocked by the sun, remained motionless.

"you go first!"

Zhang Ming pushed away the iron pillar and quickly took off with the help of his flying boots. He was holding a backpack in his hand, which was filled with souls, forbidden magic, and high-explosive bombs that he had prepared before.

Throw out the chains of absurdity and tie each bomb to the rope. Under the control of your mind, the chains of absurdity are tightly wrapped around the giant clay doll...

Zhang Ming: "Detonate!"

Deidara: "Ha!"

A dazzling light appeared in the sky, like a small sun, which made people afraid to look directly, followed closely by high temperature and shock.

Within a radius of five kilometers, whether it was the ground, buildings or vehicles, everything was reduced to ashes in an instant!

Murong Tiezhu turned on the editing and used ninjutsu to escape.

Almost all the criminals were dead, only a few guys who were fast runners were lucky enough to survive.

This explosion woke up most of Tokyo, and the director of Ludan as far away as New York received the news.

He roared into the phone: "What on earth does that bastard boy want to do! If he continues, even SHIELD won't be able to help him! Where is he? I want to talk to Zhang Ming! Right now!"

Coulson held up the binoculars and spoke into the microphone: "He was at the explosion site and was shaking hands with a strange young man. The two of them seemed to... hit it off."