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He is like a gust of wind from Siberia.

Cold and direct.

The spurs coated with jet black coating did not reflect any light in the night. On the contrary, the cold man's murderous intention was clearly visible.

The military thorn stabbed straight into Zhang Ming's chest.

Zhang Ming drew out the dagger under his ribs and blocked the assassin.

The electric current generated by love travels in the muscles, and under the night, little silvery white lights appear on Zhang Ming's skin.

Under the stimulation of electric current, the hair of both people stood up slightly.

Zhang Ming held a short knife in his right hand and punched the cold man with his left hand. Electricity poured out from his fist.

But...it doesn't work.

The current passes through and disappears.

It's because of the black shock-absorbing suit the other party is wearing, which has excellent insulation function.

He did his homework before taking action and studied Zhang Ming's abilities thoroughly.

All preparations are made to kill Zhang Ming.

The cold-blooded man stabbed Zhang Ming aside, took another step forward, and put his knee hard on Zhang Ming's stomach.

Zhang Ming blocked his knees with his hands, and Pinru's clothes automatically offset part of the impact.

Even so, there was still a sharp pain in his palms, and his two forearms felt sore, numb, and swollen as if they had been hit hard with a hammer. His arms lost feeling and trembled slightly unnaturally.

Zhang Ming's eyes widened.

This is not a power that ordinary humans can possess. He has only seen this kind of power, speed and impact in one person.

Captain America, Steve Rogers.

Since the cold men appeared, Zhang Ming has been guessing their origins. Who are they?

Killers sent by major intelligence organizations?

Mr. T’s men who came for revenge?

The secret armed force sent by Norman Osborne to snatch the potion?

Countless clues flashed through my mind. After a real hand-to-hand battle, the entangled clues finally became clear.

The cold man has the same temperament as his appearance. He has a chilling name:

Winter Soldier.

Or...Winter Soldier.

During the Cold War in the Soviet Union, the secret scientific organization X Department created a group of "perfect" killers. After rigorous brainwashing and cruel human experiments, they had no emotions, forgot their fears, and had superior combat power. There was only one thought engraved in their hearts.

:

Complete the mission at all costs.

After being defeated, Hydra infiltrated into major organizations around the world, like a latent virus, including Department X.

Later, when the Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union ended, Department

Barnes.

Since then, the Winter Soldier has officially been renamed

Hydra male model.

The man in front of him didn't have Bucky's iconic steel left arm, but he had gorgeous moves. After two rounds with him, Zhang Ming knew he was no match for him in hand-to-hand combat.

"Comrade, vodka? Ton ton ton?"

"Kvass, Daliba, Katyusha?"

The cold man ignored Zhang Ming's verbal harassment and decades of brainwashing by Hydra. How could Zhang Ming's few words bring back memories of the past?

Zhang Ming swung the dagger at the cold man. He turned his head sideways and used the smallest movement to keep his body stable. Then he seized the opportunity when his opponent lost his weapon and launched a crazy attack.

Before the cold man's blade stabbed into Zhang Ming's chest, the editing started. Zhang Ming flashed behind the cold man, just in time to hold the thrown dagger, and aimed at the cold man's lower back and stabbed it out.

Snapped!

The opponent swung his scorpion tail and kicked Zhang Ming's hand, knocking the dagger away!

"Tsk."

It's really difficult.

The cold man's attack power, critical hit, and agility attributes are all full.

The defense power is incomparable to that of monsters like Hulk and Abomination, and it cannot be taken away by a few barrages.

It also has lightning attribute immunity.

If you want to defeat him one-on-one, you can either use up the number of edits, dunk him one move at a time, and gradually seize the flaw.

Or you have to use the method of "you stab me once, I'll stab you again", and finally rely on editing to force your life to continue.

But Zhang Ming doesn’t want to use any of them.

Zhang Ming glanced at Franklin and the others who did not dare to shoot at will, turned around, and ran away. The cold man was stunned for a moment, but he did not expect that his opponent would turn his back to him and chased after him with a knife in his hand.

After running about ten meters away, Zhang Ming started editing.

Time went back, and the cold man's eyes blurred. Zhang Ming suddenly disappeared in front of him. Then, he saw four men raising their guns at him at the same time.

Thug, tug, tug, tug!

Facing the dense bullets, the black shock-absorbing suit finally announced its retirement.

The cold man rolled to avoid the bullet, then picked up the body of a teammate as a shield, picked up the submachine gun on the ground with his other hand, and fired back fiercely.

The posture was as if he alone surrounded Zhang Ming and the four others.

"Fuck!" Trevor yelled.

A bullet hit the van, ricocheted, and accurately hit Trevor in the butt.

This completely aroused Trevor's anger. He imitated the cold man and picked up the body on the ground, and bumped it over like a death squad.

The cold man dodged Trevor's impact and kicked him in the butt!

laugh!

Unexpectedly, the kick was too hard, and a stream of blood spurted out from the wound on Trevor's butt, which just happened to smear on the cold man's face, blocking his sight.

Cold man: "..."

The consciousness that had been brainwashed by Hydra for many years almost collapsed at this moment.

The cold man feels as if he has been tainted.

"Old Cui, well done!"

Michael put his face against the gun, grabbed a gap, and a bullet penetrated the cover of the corpse and hit the cold man's knee.

The cold man knelt on the ground on one knee, while a hook was wrapped around his neck.

This time I finally lost the shock-absorbing suit.

"Zi Zi"

The 1024V electric current paralyzed all the muscles in the cold man's body. He let out a roar, pulled out a syringe, and stabbed it into his neck.

Light blue liquid flowed into his body.

"ah!!!"

The cold man roared and broke free of the hook, a blue light emerged from his skin, and he rushed towards Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming stood there, calmly watching the cold man rushing over like a mad dog, and then

"Clip."

The reality of the cold man using the potion has been deleted.

His eyes widened, the light blue light on his skin disappeared, and he lay on the ground unwillingly under the current.

Zhang Ming, Franklin, and Michael looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. Only Trevor stood up with a gloomy expression and walked up to the cold man.

He stretched out his hand to pull off the cold man's pants.

"Restrain, Lao Cui, restrain yourself."

"Let me go! If you dare to open the sunroof behind my butt, I will make him pay the price!"

After some hard talking, the three men finally stopped Trevor.

Looking at the mess all over the ground, and the sound of sirens getting closer and closer could be vaguely heard in the distance, Michael lit a cigarette and asked Zhang Ming: "What are you going to do with him?"

Michael could tell that these people were sent to kill Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming also felt a headache about this problem.

The cold man is the Winter Soldier, and the instigator behind it is Hydra. Zhang Ming doesn’t want to get involved in Hydra-related plots yet.

Once you are involved, with Hydra's dog-skin plaster-like character, there will only be two endings:

Zhang Ming was killed or Zhang Ming killed Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D.

The price was that SHIELD almost fell apart.

It's not the right time, the world still needs S.H.I.E.L.D. now.

"Get rid of it." Zhang Ming made up his mind.

With a gunshot, the miserable life of the Winter Soldier ended.

“cпa6o”

There was a faint smoke coming from the muzzle of the gun, and Zhang Ming seemed to hear a man's voice.

"What does the four Brazilian tiles mean?" Zhang Ming asked.

Michael was stunned for a moment and said: "This is 'thank you' in Russian."

Zhang Ming bent down and pulled out a syringe from the body, and finally closed the cold man's eyes.

"You're welcome." He said silently in his heart.

After erasing the clues related to them, the four men left this bloody street carrying handbags filled with artwork.

"I have a safe house nearby. We can go there first to avoid the wind."

Michael continued to play the spirit of the cunning rabbit with three holes, and everyone nodded in agreement, especially Trevor, who needed to find something to plug the hole in his butt.

We boarded the cruise ship at seven o'clock, and after a series of actions, it was now close to three o'clock in the morning. The neighborhood was eerily quiet, with the occasional sound of a few wild dogs rummaging through garbage.

When passing by a 24-hour convenience store, the group decided to buy something to eat to end this difficult night.

Zhang Ming had eaten on the cruise ship, so he picked a bottle of Coke, paid for it first, and waited at the front desk.

The nightly news is playing on the TV.

"...Insert a temporary news item."

The beautiful female announcer got the script and was stunned for a few seconds before saying: "The chairman of Stark Industries, Tony Stark, was attacked during the Monaco International Racing Competition and fell into a coma with serious injuries.

According to police investigation, the attacker is a Russian, Ivan Vanko. The police have issued a wanted order, but no trace of Ivan has been found..."

Zhang Ming ignored what the female announcer said later. He looked at the TV screen. On the screen was a man wearing simple armor, waving a whip with flashing electric light, and kept beating Tony, who was wearing Mark armor.

Tony had no power to fight back.

"It shouldn't be..."

In the plot of the movie, although Tony was suppressed, he was not pushed to the ground and beaten like this.

Suddenly, a close-up shot fell on Ivan, and Zhang Ming finally saw it clearly.

Ivan Vanko's blood vessels were bulging and seemed to be flowing with blue light.

Zhang Ming touched the syringe in his pocket.

Hehe, someone is causing trouble.