Video bloggers in American comics

At three o'clock in the morning, the convenience store is open 24 hours a day.

Someone patted Zhang Ming. Franklin came over with a basket of snacks and instant noodles. He asked, "What are you thinking about? I see you have been here in a daze for a long time."

Zhang Ming pointed to the TV, and the news picture was fixed on Tony being sent to the hospital.

Michael and Trevor heard the sound and came over, their expressions gradually becoming serious.

They were not familiar with Tony, but at least they had participated in the Siege of Abomination together, and they had a bond of fighting side by side. And unlike other rich people, Tony didn't put on much pretense, and his personality got along well with Michael's.

In the hospital bed, unconscious, they didn't feel particularly comfortable.

The clerk is a middle-aged uncle who likes to gossip. He scanned the bar code and gloated:

"It was really unlucky to be approached by an enemy while racing. With Tony Stark's character, do you think he slept with the Russian wife? There are rumors that he changes women from different countries every day.

…”

Trevor was impatient and stared.

Snapped!

The clerk was shocked.

Zhang Ming slapped a hundred dollars on the counter and pushed it in front of him.

"After paying the bill, the rest is a tip. Can you please be quiet for a while?"

The clerk shrugged his shoulders. No one would be embarrassed about money, so he obediently kept his mouth shut.

The four men were carrying several bags of things. Trevor looked back at the clerk who was happily counting money, and asked Zhang Ming: "Why don't you let me beat him up?"

"I'm tired tonight." Zhang Ming said.

Trevor spat on the ground and limped ahead.

A group of four people came to the "safe house" that Michael said.

This is an ordinary apartment with three bedrooms and one living room. You can see several nearby streets from the window. It is very suitable for hiding. It is also convenient for escaping if something happens.

Michael put the brown-green medical kit on the table, glanced around, and finally landed on Trevor's butt.

"Who's coming?"

Michael, Zhang Ming, and Franklin, three men, you look at me and I look at you, with rejection in their eyes.

Finally, Franklin sighed, picked up the medical kit, accompanied Trevor to the bedroom, and bandaged the wound on his butt.

After a while, Trevor's strange moans came from the room.

Zhang Ming and Michael looked at each other for a few seconds.

"Xiao Fu is a good man." Zhang Ming sighed.

"Yeah." Michael felt the same way.

"Fake! Brother, how long has it been since you took a shower!"

Franklin's voice became strange due to the smell, and Zhang Ming heard the sound of opening the window and gasping for air.

"We will divide things later... give more to the little rich man." Zhang Ming suggested, since all he earned was hard-earned money.

Michael asked: "Where is Lao Cui? He is still injured."

Zhang Ming thought for a few seconds and said: "Let Xiao Fu be more generous. I feel that he is hurt more now."

Michael nodded.

The "treatment" in the room continued. Michael went to change his clothes and came over with two cups of coffee.

"I only have American style. I'm used to the taste of my youth." Michael handed over the coffee.

"Thank you." Zhang Ming took the coffee and said with a smile, "Always recalling the past is something only old people do."

Michael shrugged and said, "I feel a little old, especially when I act with you."

"Isn't Lao Cui about the same age as you?"

"He?" Michael waved his hand and said, "Unlike me, he never recalls the past. The only thing he can remember is revenge, like a bull that never knows how to get tired."

Michael noticed that Zhang Ming frowned slightly after taking a sip of coffee. He said, "If you find it bitter, there are sugar cubes and creamer in the kitchen."

"No need, drink something bitter now, it will just refresh you." Zhang Ming said, after the bitter taste, the rich aroma of coffee overflowed from his lips and tongue.

Michael sat on the sofa, feeling tense all night, which was still a bit too much for a middle-aged man.

"What are you going to do next?"

Michael is a veteran, and he sees the situation very clearly: "The investigation has reached this point, which is enough for me to deal with the FBI. I will go back and sell these works of art. The three of us can find a corner to hide for a while."

"I, Lao Cui, and Xiao Fu, to put it bluntly, are just small characters. If you see them, just step on them. If you don't see them, those big shots won't bother to look for us. But what are you going to do? That killer is just looking for us.

Since you are here, I don’t think they will give up easily.”

Michael was right, no, the situation was more troublesome than he said.

First, Hydra targeted Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming killed the Winter Soldier and created the illusion that "I don't know anything about the Winter Soldier, let alone Hydra".

But with the paranoid personalities of Hydra's gang, it's hard to imagine that they would give up so easily.

From now on, Zhang Ming must be prepared to deal with sudden attacks at any time.

The other thing is this bottle of blue potion.

At first, he thought it was just an evil scientist who wanted to cooperate with Norman Osborn to promote the potion.

But now that Ivan Vanke is involved, the matter becomes complicated.

Ivan Vanko is the son of Anton Vanko. Anton once studied the Ark reactor with Tony's father, Howard Stark, and the two were considered colleagues.

Later, because Anton wanted to use the Rubik's Cube to make ill-gotten gains, he was exiled by Howard. After returning to Russia, he was depressed for the rest of his life and eventually died in a hospital bed.

As a father, Anton would definitely not say anything bad about himself to his son. Ivan had regarded Howard as a betrayer since he was a child, and even hated Tony.

After figuring out the low-end version of the Ark Reactor, Ivan took the rudimentary equipment and went to Tony for revenge.

It is worth pondering why the "manipulator" behind Mr. T gave the potion to Ivan.

Simply for human testing?

Or is he helping Ivan kill Tony?

Then consider that the Winter Soldier also has a blue potion in his hand, and things become more complicated.

Zhang Ming stopped continuing to speculate out of thin air. He planned to ask the person involved later, but before that...

He stared at the blue potion on the table.

This problem must be solved.

Zhang Ming dialed Steve's phone, and after a brief "beep" sound, the call was connected.

"Did you see the news?"

"Well, that's what I'm here for."

Steve asked: "Do you have a clue?"

"I suspect that the other party is coming for us. I will send you the address and we will tell you in person that you should be careful not to be followed."

"Understood." Steve ended the call.

After Trevor yelled for a few minutes, he finally calmed down. Franklin came out, washed his hands three times, opened the window and breathed for a long time, then calmed down and walked over.

Three men were sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee in sips.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the doorbell rang.

Zhang Ming opened the door and Steve and Morrison walked in, but when he saw the third person behind him, his expression turned ugly.

"Why did you bring her here?"

"I asked to come over." Angela walked in behind Steve.

Today she is wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants, with her long blond hair tied up, and a pair of basketball shoes on her feet, which are still the fifth generation of AJ.

Angela said: "Steve said you might be in danger, so I wanted to come over and help you. Didn't I say it last time? I learned karate in high school. If you are injured, I can help you bandage it. If

Is there really any danger... I specially wore sportswear today, I run very fast."

Zhang Ming helped his forehead.

Morrison explained: "Steve is worried that the forces targeting you will threaten the people around you. It is safer to have her with you than to leave her alone in the restaurant."

What Morrison said was reasonable, and Zhang Ming couldn't blame them.

In fact, there is a 50-50 probability that Angela will be involved.

It was indeed risky for her to be alone in the restaurant, but those people behind her felt that she was not important, so they would not spend their energy on Angela.

On the contrary, it would be safe to involve her in this matter now, but those who engage in small tricks will definitely not let this breakthrough slip once they have the opportunity.

But now that things have happened, it is not Zhang Ming’s character to worry about gains and losses.

The most important thing is that Angela is an adult and she has the right to decide her own life.

Michael served coffee to the next three guests, and Trevor walked out humming, sitting on the sofa with only half of his buttocks.

When everyone was gathered, Zhang Ming described what happened tonight in the simplest terms.

Steve was speechless after hearing this, and Morrison sighed. He didn't understand how long it had been before Zhang Ming caused new trouble.

On the contrary, Angela's big eyes were full of excitement, and her small fists were clenched tightly, as if she was going to beat someone up with Zhang Ming in the next second.

Steve felt that the amount of information was a bit overwhelming. He rubbed his temples and said, "So your original plan was to steal something."

"It's about robbing the rich and giving to the poor." Zhang Ming corrected his wording.

"Okay, rob the rich and give to the poor."

Steve dipped his finger into the coffee, clicked three points on the table and said: "To achieve this goal, you went on a cruise ship, first staged a modern version of Robin Hood, then a low-profile "Mission: Impossible", and finally

The streets of New York are the version of "John Wick"... You really had an exciting night."

Zhang Ming said: "It seems that you have been doing a lot of 'make-up lessons' recently."

"Movies are the essence of an era."

Steve pulled out a piece of paper and wiped the coffee off the table.

Morrison asked: "You must have had an idea when you called us over, right? Tell us what you want to do."

"How to do it?" Zhang Ming glanced at a circle of people's faces, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Of course it's revenge."

Both the Winter Soldier and Ivan have traces of this bottle of potion. Since the "manipulator" on the cruise ship wants to cause trouble, why should they endure it?

Or for the violent people in this circle, patience? What is that?

"I'm going to find Tony. Now is not the time for him to sleep in the hospital bed. Steve, I need you to do something." Zhang Ming said: "Kidnap someone."

"Who?" Steve asked.

"Dr. Moira."

Zhang Ming put the blue bottle on the table and pushed it in front of Steve.

"Remember, no one can find out."