Video bloggers in American comics

"I am Iron Man."

One day ago, Tony announced his identity as Iron Man. People all over the world went crazy about it, and major TV channels kept broadcasting relevant reports.

This provides a large number of scholars and critics with job opportunities to analyze the reasons for Tony's decision and the impact it will bring.

The battle in the heart of New York attracted the attention of the United States and even the entire world.

For the first time, people knew that the combination of technology and money could actually enable an ordinary person to gain unimaginable combat power.

For a time, overt or covert forces were eyeing Tony, hoping to get a piece of the pie from him, especially the U.S. military, which had been putting pressure on Tony through various channels.

What's more, they tried to obtain the technology of the Iron Suit through kidnapping and threats. Of course, their final result was that they were tracked back by Tony, and one by one, they were all killed.

With Tony's capital strength, Zhang Ming does not need to worry about him.

The United States is a country controlled by capital. Being rich equals power. I don’t know how many congressmen Tony has supported. Politically, he has an innate advantage. Coupled with Tony’s bohemian character, Zhang Ming believes that no one can bully him. superior.

In Roman's restaurant, it was dinner time. Angela changed several channels and finally no longer had Tony's big face. She watched the TV series with great interest.

Phil Coulson asked Zhang Ming: "What do you think Tony is thinking? Doesn't he know how much trouble this will cause him? The director promised to help him conceal his identity."

"If his thoughts could be speculated on, he would no longer be Tony Stark." Zhang Ming said with a smile.

Recalling Tony's pale face before the separation, Zhang Ming continued: "Maybe he wants to do more, not only as Tony Stark, but also as Iron Man."

Zhang Ming was deeply impressed by the role of Iron Man. In his impression, Tony lived a happy life before becoming Iron Man.

He has endless money and talents that can be squandered for a lifetime. When he gets interested, he develops a thing that can easily shock the world. When he gets bored, he just finds a few beautiful girls to hold a party.

It can be said that Tony has gained fame, money, and status, and the smile on his face has never stopped.

However, ever since Tony put on that armor, he hasn't smiled much.

He began to realize his talent and regarded this talent as a responsibility, shouldering pressure that ordinary people could not imagine.

Whether this is good or bad, Zhang Ming cannot judge.

"Your steak, pasta, sir, your beer, and Zhang Ming, your milk."

It was dinner time now. Angela squeezed through the crowd, adjusted her glasses, and placed the steaming dinner on the table.

Zhang Ming asked dissatisfiedly: "Why is he beer and I am milk?"

Angela pushed the milk in front of Zhang Ming and said: "You look like a middle school student. I won't let you drink until you can prove that you are an adult. If you want to drink, just bring out your ID. In addition, you are too thin. A little more protein will be good for you."

"Do you like muscular men?" Zhang Ming asked.

Angela pretended to think for a few seconds and said: "At least it looks healthier, doesn't it?"

Zhang Ming picked up the milk helplessly and decided to find a gym later and go for a run if he had nothing to do.

"It's $20 in total," Angela said.

Zhang Ming took out his wallet and said to Colson: "I'll treat you to this meal as a thank you for your help."

After Angela left, Colson said: "I thought you would treat me to something good. In order to conceal your identity, the director used a lot of resources."

Zhang Ming said: "I like this store."

Colson quipped: "Because of that beautiful waitress?"

"No, because it's cheap." Zhang Ming joked, and then he said: "If SHIELD finds anything interesting in the future, you can contact me at any time, and I will be happy to help."

"That would be the best, but it's a pity that I can't talk nonsense." Colson tapped his forehead with his index finger and said, "These are secrets that cannot be disclosed to the outside world."

Zhang Ming said: "I don't need you to reveal secrets, just tell me some gossip."

Coulson cut a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth, "Why don't you choose to join SHIELD, so that the secret will not be a secret to you."

Zhang Ming shook his head and said: "I have no plans to join any organization for the time being."

"Okay." Colson took a sip of cold beer.

Nick Fury, the boss of S.H.I.E.L.D., gave Coulson an important task, which was to invite Zhang Ming to join SHIELD.

Nick Fury is an extremely sensitive agent chief. He has a premonition that the world will become increasingly weird, and SHIELD needs some "unusual" members.

This unusual is literally what it means.

Zhang Ming's ability in the battle with the Iron Overlord made Director Ludan so envious. With a wave of his hand, he issued an order, asking Coulson to use his initiative and show his ability to be unafraid of hardship, tiredness and difficulty.

Don't be afraid of the spirit and pull Zhang Ming into the group no matter what.

Coulson was not discouraged when the first invitation failed. This was not the first time he had done this kind of work. Sometimes he felt more like a headhunter than an agent.

"If you say so, there really is one."

Coulson came over and lowered his voice and said, "This news is widely spread among the agents, so it is not considered confidential."

Zhang Ming asked curiously: "Agent circle...do you have a special chat group?"

Coulson couldn't keep up with Zhang Ming's brain circuit. He simply ignored Zhang Ming's words and continued: "There are rumors about a green devil recently. I think you should be interested."

Zhang Ming looked Colson up and down, "Do you believe in this nonsense?"

Colson wanted to complain: He didn't believe it at first, but after seeing you flying in the sky that day, he had no choice but to believe it.

Thinking of the task assigned to him by the director, Coulson continued patiently: "I heard that in recent months, a huge green demon occasionally appears. It will destroy and kill everything in sight, and then disappear into hell.

Deep in the depths, waiting for the next opportunity to come out to look for food."

After Colson finished speaking, he still looked mysterious on the surface. In fact, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. Zhang Ming opposite him nodded thoughtfully.

The giant green demon...isn't he talking about the unlucky physicist, the Hulk, Dr. Bruce Banner?

"Do you have any news about the green devil?" Zhang Ming asked.

"Not yet. If you are interested, I can help you find out." Coulson's words were very technical. It was obvious that SHIELD was interested in the Hulk and hoped that Zhang Ming could help, but now he was talking like Zhang Ming

It's like asking him for help.

Although Zhang Ming didn't know the twists and turns, as someone who has watched the Marvel series of movies many times, he knew how shrewd the seemingly honest and honest middle-aged man opposite him was.

But it doesn't matter even if he is used by SHIELD. Zhang Ming needs an intelligence network to help him pay attention to some interesting clues. Otherwise, he alone will not be able to get so much material to shoot.

As a senior agent of SHIELD, Coulson was a busy man. After dinner, he left. Zhang Ming nestled on the sofa in the restaurant, admiring Angela's busy figure and enjoying this moment of tranquility.

"Open the Bizhan system."

Zhang Ming entered the consciousness space.

After the battle with Iron Overlord, Zhang Ming uploaded the last video in the Iron Man 1 series. The video was titled: "Two young men beat up a sixty-year-old man in the street. Is this the loss of morality or the annihilation of humanity?"

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Zhang Ming once again carried forward the purpose of clickbait. After the entire series of videos ended, the number of his fans increased significantly, reaching 52.

After completing the task of "defeating the Iron Overlord", Zhang Ming received 1,500 gold coins issued by the system. Since Obadiah was killed by Zhang Ming himself, he received a bronze trophy "First Blood".

First Blood: Faced with the first super villain in your life, you chose to end his life and avoid letting the tiger go back to the mountains. You will be rewarded with 400 coins.

Note: There is no right or wrong in killing or benevolence. No one knows whether your choice will bring rewards or bad consequences many years later, but no matter what the result is, I hope you can keep your heart and make a decision that suits your heart.

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The 400 coins awarded for the first blood, plus the 1,500 coins awarded for defeating Obadiah, as well as the audience's coins during this period, Zhang Ming finally collected 2,000 coins.

I can finally redeem my skills!

Zhang Ming entered the exchange mall, looked at the top "Power Generation for Love (e-level)", looked at the price of 2,000 coins, and then looked at the 1,000 lucky bags below.

Zhang Ming gritted his teeth and bought "Power Generation for Love".

Lucky bags are full of uncertainties, but real skills are more reliable.

"Exchange completed!"

Zhang Ming closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body. After waiting for a long time, he felt nothing.

"Little TV, have I completed the redemption?"

The small TV popped up and said: "Yes, the host has the ability to generate electricity."

Exiting the conscious space, Zhang Ming glanced around and confirmed that no one was paying attention to him. He stretched out his hand. Following the thoughts in his heart, a strange feeling jumped between his fingers.

A tiny electric spark appears between the index finger and thumb!

This feeling is wonderful, as if there are some smart little guys in the blood. They are hot, jumping, but also very obedient. As long as Zhang Ming has an idea, he can command him at will.

With the stimulation of electric current, Zhang Ming's body has become more sensitive. Although he has not tried it yet, his intuition tells him that he can run faster and jump higher now than before.

Zhang Ming opens his personal interface:

Name: Zhang Ming

Sex: Male

Follow:27

Followers:52

Coins:31

Barrage:78

Number of works: 5

Ability: Editing (time limit 5 seconds), barrage launch

Skill: Generate electricity for love (e level)

Traits: Trouble attracting physique

That was about it. Zhang Ming closed his personal interface and packed another midnight snack.

Before leaving, Angela asked with concern: "Those people are not causing trouble for you, are they?"

Zhang Ming took the sandwich she made by herself and said with a smile: "You mean those little gangsters? They have learned a lesson and should not come back to cause trouble here again...wait a minute!"

"What's wrong!" Angela was startled by Zhang Ming.

"I forgot about them both."

"who?"

"Two guys guarding the bomb."

Zhang Ming left a confused Angela and ran out of Roman's restaurant. It has been two days. If the fat white man and the tall black man are still guarding the bomb...

Probably not...

Zhang Ming didn't want to care about them, but driven by curiosity, he couldn't help but come to the shabby apartment. He smelled a foul smell through a door.

"No, why don't you two be so obedient?"

Zhang Ming opened the door and slowly turned around with two shining green eyes. The ground was full of yellow, black and a little red...

"Can we... move...?" the fat white man said.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Ming said, covering his nose.

"The bomb..."

"It's fake, fake." Zhang Ming said.

"Fake?" the fat white man and the tall black man said at the same time. They kept repeating "fake" and "I'm so stupid, really" and other words. Later, their voices became a little hoarse and did not sound like human beings.

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"ah"

"ah"

The two of them were trapped in their own excrement for two days, unable to move a finger for fear of a bomb exploding.

That night, the bottles were filled, and by noon the next day, they began to have stomachaches... and the nightmare began.

However, all this persistence has become meaningless now. The bomb they feared turned out to be fake!

The tall black man couldn't accept this reality, so he hit his head against the wall and fainted.

The fat white man slowly got up from the ground and limped toward Zhang Ming at the door.

Zhang Ming was so frightened that he ran away.