Video bloggers in American comics

"What do you think of the vicious attack on the military exposed by Z?"

"This is slander!"

As soon as he got out of the car, the elderly Secretary of State was blinded by the flash of the camera, and a reporter almost thrust a microphone into his mouth.

Reporter: “But there are a lot of witnesses and video materials at the scene.”

Mr. Secretary of State put the microphone away from his face, adjusted his suit, and said with a straight face:

"I said, this is slander. Z is trying to smear our country through this method, and I severely condemn this. I reiterate again that the military will never harm civilians, and -"

He turned around and faced the nearest camera, "If we really take action, there is no way it will fail. Please believe in your country. That's it, thank you."

He nodded to the reporters, and after the security personnel behind him came up to stop the reporters, he walked up the steps and walked into the Trident Building.

"What's going on now?" the Secretary of State asked.

The female assistant followed him closely and reported the situation concisely and quickly: "The highest level of crisis public relations has been launched. Related videos and comments from major websites have been withdrawn. The domestic playback volume has dropped by 53.49%, but..."

"but?"

"However, in other countries, the number of broadcasts has increased rapidly, and some countries have inserted temporary news just to expand the influence of this incident."

"Some countries, ha!" the Secretary of State put his hand on the doorknob, "How could these wild wolves let go of such a good opportunity? Who made us get a fool who took the initiative to stick his butt in front of the other party? It's just a person.

Would like a kick."

Opening the door, the military, S.H.I.E.L.D., and Avengers were still having a meeting in the room.

"Heroes, I'm sorry, I'm late." Mr. Secretary of State put a smile on his face again.

Ordinary people at the bottom of society don't know much about high-level meetings. They only know that Z is coming to New York soon.

I don’t know when the news that Z was Zhang Ming began to spread among the citizens. No one knows how this news spread.

One is a superhero who has saved New York many times;

One is a terrorist who has taken over the Skytree and plunged the entire Tokyo into shadow.

When someone told them that these two were actually the same person, they still couldn't believe it. It wasn't until the video of the plane was released today that they discovered...

Huh? This Z’s style of doing things is really exactly the same as Zhang Ming.

Among New Yorkers, there was a wave of enthusiasm to welcome Zhang Ming's arrival.

Amidst these complicated emotions, the civil aviation plane that attracted the world's attention arrived over New York.

All other flights at New York Airport were forced to evacuate. On the empty runway, the plane landed slowly. After it came to a complete stop, a dozen military tanks surrounded it, and nearly a hundred soldiers with guns in hand.

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The cabin door opened, and the soldiers subconsciously took half a step back, but what came out of the cabin was an old man, followed closely by a fat woman, and then a thin man wearing glasses...

When the captain finally came out, the plane was completely empty, and the leading soldier asked Zhang Ming about the situation of the others.

"Where's Z?"

"I don't know, they left before arriving in New York."

The soldier reported the scene to his commander. The military commander at the Trident headquarters said he understood and hung up the phone. He turned to everyone at the meeting and said: "Zhang Ming has disappeared."

"Where did he go?"

"I don't know." Director Ludan put down his pen and stood up, "But I believe he is in this city."

Zhang Ming didn't go far, and he didn't hide his whereabouts at all. After the four people left the plane, they went directly to the Statue of Liberty.

The Statue of Liberty is much smaller than the Tokyo Skytree, with a height of less than 100 meters. Zhang Ming and others arrived at the crown of the Statue of Liberty. When they first arrived, there were many tourists here.

They were all kicked out by Miyamoto and Murakami.

"Next, this will be our temporary base." Zhang Ming found a flag, wrote a "Z" on it with a marker, and inserted it into the most conspicuous place on the crown of the goddess statue.

"Chief, wouldn't this be... too eye-catching?" Murakami expressed his opinion.

There were so many ordinary people on the plane, and the military was not worried about the international impact. It sent fighter jets under pressure to kill them at all costs.

Now they have arrived in this remote place, not far away from New York Harbor. God knows when, two warships will quietly come by and bombard them with a cannon while they are sleeping.

"Don't worry." Zhang Ming said.

The military thought it was cooperating with SHIELD and the Avengers to deal with Zhang Ming. In fact, the military was the one being dealt with. Neither SHIELD nor Tony or Steve had a good impression of the military.

For a small-scale operation, with Zhang Ming, Deidara and a few others, there is no need to worry at all.

For large-scale targeted actions, Zhang Ming will receive the tip-off as soon as possible and prepare for the response in advance.

Of course, Zhang Ming would not explain so much to Murakami.

As the leader of the bad guys, he has to remain mysterious.

"Murakami, Miyamoto, go investigate the traces of 'Iron Fist' Daniel Rand and notify me as soon as you find out."

"clear."

The two acted separately, with Miyamoto relying on ninja tracking methods, while Murakami looked for traces of the Hand, hoping to connect with his old subordinates from the past.

Time passed quietly. During this period, many spies and special forces used various unheard-of methods to infiltrate the Statue of Liberty.

But their final outcome was that they were knocked unconscious by Zhang Ming, their hands and feet were tied, their mouths were blocked with socks, and they were thrown into the corner of the lower floor. Deidara's clay doll squatted next to them, watching them to see who was about to wake up.

, give him another slap and knock him out.

Deidara, who had arranged the clay figures, looked at Zhang Ming's back and asked, "You look very happy."

"It is clear?"

"Um."

"Everything went according to plan, of course I'm happy." Zhang Ming said.

Deidara held a piece of clay and said, "I can't understand your plan. Payne is pursuing his so-called peace, I am pursuing the ultimate art, and you? I can't figure it out."

"When this is over, you will understand what I am pursuing. As for now, you just need to understand that with me, you can create as much as you want, and you can tell me whatever you want."

Speaking of creations, Deidara cheered up, opened his notebook, and turned to a page with a photo posted on it.

"Can you get this thing? I want to study it."

The photo shows a huge mushroom cloud.

Zhang Ming: "...How about we continue to talk about our pursuits."

As soon as Miyamoto came out of the Statue of Liberty, he disappeared into the crowd. This was his ninja instinct.

Murakami changed into a pair of loose linen pants, a black down jacket, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his long gray and white hair tied back. He looked like a mature and handsome yoga instructor.

He walked leisurely on the streets of New York with a hot dog and a Coke. Occasionally he would meet a girl and even exchange contact information with her.

Murakami walked and walked, his eyes scanning some corners from time to time. Just like this, after walking for nearly two hours, he discovered a special pattern under the park bench.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this pattern is just a child's boring graffiti, but in Murakami's eyes, it represents a brief message.

He walked over and wiped it with his hand, and a layer of skin was scraped off from under the bench, and the pattern disappeared together with it.

After doing this, Murakami moved leisurely again, but this time he was no longer aimless, but walked straight through three blocks and came to a small hardware store.

"Hello, what do you want to buy?" the black cashier asked.

Murakami raised five fingers and made several complex mudras with one hand.

The cashier's expression did not change. He walked out of the counter, closed the store door, and said to Murakami: "Please follow me."

The cashier led Murakami to the back room, and after lifting the bed board, the entrance to the basement was revealed. The two entered and finally came to a small room.

The cashier knocked on the door and after getting the reply from inside, he said: "Please wait a moment, I can only take you here."

After he left, Murakami waited quietly outside the door. A few seconds later, the heavy metal door opened, revealing a typical Japanese face. The other party was stunned for half a second when he saw Murakami, then quickly recovered and knelt down on one knee.

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"Mr. Murakami!"

"Get up, Xiao."

Murakami walked into the hut. There was a table, a chair, and some ninja props on the table.

Xiao stood up and closed the metal door again, "Sir, I thought you had..."

Murakami sat on the only chair, "It seems you haven't been controlled by Mrs. Gao yet."

"I may have better luck."

Xiao talked about the current situation of the Hand. Ever since Mrs. Gao defected to Payne, there have been disharmonious voices in the Hand, especially after the ninjas heard that Murakami was sacrificed as an outcast.

This has nothing to do with loyalty, they just feel that if even the former leader died so worthlessly, how will their subordinates be treated?

When Mrs. Gao and Payne arrived in New York, some old Hand subordinates had ideas. While obeying the order of the organization, they prepared a way out for themselves.

However, this practice was soon discovered by Mrs. Gao, and these potential "betrayers" were executed one after another.

Xiao was very lucky that he was not discovered by Madam Gao, but he didn't know how long this luck could last.

He watched the video posted by Zhang Ming on the Internet and noticed the man wearing a kimono and a mask in the video. Because Xiao had served Murakami for a while, he recognized Murakami's identity.

With the attitude of taking a final gamble, Xiao Xiao left a secret code in a hidden corner of New York and waited for Murakami's arrival.

"Sir, please save me. The Hand needs your leadership, not Mrs. Gao, and not Payne!"

Murakami patted Xiao Xiao on the shoulder.

"You just said that Mrs. Gao hasn't discovered you yet?"

"Yes."

"Then I need you to do something for me. If you do it, you can live."