Video bloggers in American comics

More than ten hours later, Murakami took a private plane and returned to New York.

When Zhang Ming saw Murakami, he still had wounds of various sizes on his body. The most terrifying wound was on his neck, extending from the left collarbone to the base of his right ear. If it were just a few millimeters deeper, Murakami might have died.

Gone.

He was carrying a black box and locked the box and his wrists together with handcuffs. After seeing Zhang Ming, Murakami breathed a sigh of relief, opened the handcuffs, and solemnly handed the black box to Zhang Ming with both hands.

"Fortunately, I brought you the things."

Zhang Ming took the box, touched its textured leather outer layer, and pressed down with his fingers. Under the thin leather was an extremely hard alloy plate. There was even a small amount of vibranium mixed in to ensure that the contents of the box were

It will not be affected by external vibrations, impacts, or any accidental touches.

The box was placed on the table, and Zhang Ming asked Murakami to sit down.

"Tell me about Miyamoto, how he died."

Murakami recalled the ice and snow in Siberia, and slowly recounted everything that happened in the past two days. Zhang Ming sat next to him and listened quietly.

They were heading to a secret base of Hydra.

The base is more terrifying than expected. In addition to countless fierce Hydra warriors who are not afraid of death, there are also poison gas, traps and a large number of modified people.

These modified humans have ferocious and twisted mechanical limbs. They have different abilities. Some can shoot fire, some have huge strength, and some will self-destruct when they get close to their opponents. The only thing they have in common is: they have no emotions.

They have been brainwashed into absolute killing machines.

This is very similar to the Winter Soldier, except that the fate of these transformed humans is even more tragic.

The Winter Soldier is Hydra's ace warrior, and these cyborgs are just a bunch of consumables, crudely modified, used at will, and destroyed directly after damage.

After Miyamoto and Murakami entered the Hydra base, Miyamoto was good at infiltration and infiltration, so he left Murakami behind to assist him. He went alone to the secret room where the black box was stored.

He succeeded. With his unique technique, Miyamoto got the black box quietly without triggering any alarms. But just as he was holding the box and preparing to join Murakami to evacuate, a modified person who happened to be passing by discovered him.

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If it were the Miyamoto of the past, he would have taken out this shoddy guy in two or three moves with his ninja sword drawn.

However, the injury to his leg affected his speed.

Although Miyamoto still dismantled the Cyborg into pieces, the Cyborg sounded an alarm before his death, and the entire base was alarmed. The piercing alarm sound and the flashing red lights seemed to tell Miyamoto of his fate of death.

Murakami heard the sound and rushed over to respond. Facing his long knife, not a single soldier or Cyborg could hold on for a second.

They came forward one after another, using their fresh lives to stop Murakami's progress.

Thirty-seven seconds.

This was the time when Murakami rushed to Miyamoto, but by this time Miyamoto had been shot several times and fell in a pool of blood. Before he died, Miyamoto handed the box to Murakami and asked him to hand it over to Zhang Ming

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"In addition to the box, there is also this."

Murakami put a cherry blossom necklace on the table, "He asked me to bring you a message: My mission is completed, please keep your promise and use the magic medicine to save my father. This necklace will serve as my last thank you gift."

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After Murakami finished repeating Miyamoto's words, he fell silent and waited for Zhang Ming's reaction.

Miyamoto is not a good person.

From a resume point of view, there is not much difference between Miyamoto and the criminals who were framed by Zhang Ming before. They are also heinous murderers. He almost hurt Angela and Moira before.

Perhaps the only difference is that Miyamoto still has a little conscience - his responsibility for his family.

Regarding his death, it is obviously unrealistic to say how sad Zhang Ming was. Zhang Ming picked up the necklace and saw that the cherry blossoms were shining brightly in the sun, and there was a faint trace of blood on the edge of the petals.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind. Finally, Zhang Ming sighed, put the necklace in his pocket, raised his teacup, and said to the window: "Don't worry, I will do what I say."

He drank the tea in one gulp.

Murakami was watching this scene, but he actually had a few words left.

When Murakami saw Miyamoto, he was holding the box tightly. His leg was obviously injured, and he was still carrying this thing to affect his speed. If he had thrown away the box, Miyamoto might have survived.

"This is the most important thing. I must get it so that I can save my father." Miyamoto said.

Murakami asked in confusion: "But you are dead, will he keep his promise? Wasting a miracle medicine for a dead man?"

"He will."

"You believe him so much?"

"Because he is a good man." Miyamoto said with a smile. When he smiled, he couldn't help but vomit blood from his mouth.

Good guy?

Murakami stared at Zhang Ming's back, unable to understand Miyamoto's words.

Because of Zhang Ming, the entire government fell into panic.

Avengers disappeared one after another, putting huge pressure on the official. The first day was Black Widow Natasha, the second day it was Hawkeye Barton, no one knew who would be next.

What’s even more terrifying is the meaning behind this incident:

Even the Avengers who are in Trident Headquarters, protected by countless super agents, and possess strong combat power themselves, will be taken away by Zhang Ming silently, but what about the others?

Facing Zhang Ming, is there still a safe place in this world?

Government officials are all in danger, fearing that Zhang Ming will turn his gun and target them.

January 17, 15:00 pm.

The combat conference room on the top floor of Trident Headquarters, which was originally a lively conference room, has become much deserted. Apart from the military leader, Director Fury, and the Avengers sitting at this table, there are only four people left.

Tony, Steve, Tiezhu and Naruto.

Everyone else has disappeared.

"We can no longer let Z act!"

The person in charge of the military said that he was nearly sixty years old. At this age, he had nothing to fear. He wished that Zhang Ming could find him and shoot that hateful guy at the risk of his life.

The military leader noticed that Murong Tiezhu in the corner was smiling, "Mr. Tiezhu, do you have any good ideas?"

How could Tie Zhu have any good ideas? He was having fun looking at the team rankings on the system interface.

After the third round of video voting, their group's ranking rose again, and is now finally settled at 138th. If the fourth video continues to maintain momentum, maybe they can really win the train ticket home.

But what Tie Zhu is even happier about than this is that his fans have been increasing like crazy recently.

"Tie Zhu." Naruto, who was sitting next to him, poked Tie Zhu who was still giggling "Hey hey hey", indicating that everyone was waiting for him to speak.

Murong Tiezhu came to his senses, cleared his throat and said, "We need to take the initiative."

"How can we take the initiative? We don't even know where that guy is hiding." Director Fury said.

Tie Zhu pointed at Payne on the screen, "Isn't there a ready-made bait?"