Video bloggers in American comics

"Stand still."

"You should run instead!"

Colson stood outside the interrogation room and rubbed his hands uneasily when he heard the increasingly sinister laughter coming from inside.

"Ah~~~~"

After a lifetime of muffled sounds and screams, the interrogation room finally became quiet.

Zhang Ming walked out, took off his armor gloves and gave them back to Tony, shook his wrist and said, "It feels pretty good to hit people with your fists occasionally."

Colson said: "I was worried that you would punch him to death."

"I'm not that stupid to leave Director Ludan with something to threaten me in the future."

Facing Zhang Ming's ridicule, Coulson smiled bitterly.

Zhang Ming paused and continued: "And he is a very smart guy. From the first time he appeared to now, he has injured many people, but he has not really killed anyone. You can say it is a coincidence, or you can

He said he did this intentionally, but in short, it became a huge advantage for him. A guy who has technical strength and has never killed anyone, in the eyes of those above, he is simply a good boy."

Good baby?

Colson turned his head and glanced at the situation in the interrogation room. Tables, chairs and benches were scattered all over the floor. Ivan was covering his nose and leaning against the wall. When he noticed Colson's gaze, he shouted: "Hey! Get some paper.

, if I die from excessive blood loss, just wait to be punished! Bald American!"

What a cute baby.

Colson took out his handkerchief, threw it to the door of the interrogation room, and closed the door of the interrogation room while Ivan cursed in Russian.

"Let's go."

What should be talked about has been talked about, and what should be beaten has been beaten. It is time to go back.

Neither Zhang Ming nor Tony like SHIELD very much. The atmosphere of bureaucracy is too strong. People who are used to freedom will find it unbearable after staying for a while.

Before leaving, Zhang Ming thought of something: "I'll ask for a few days off for Moira."

"If I say no, is it useful?"

After all, they are all old colleagues. Coulson knows Moira's character well. As long as she is interested in something, it is useless even if the director comes to stop it. Because of research problems, Director Ludan has been criticized by Moira more than once.

He doesn't even care about the director, let alone Coulson.

Coulson sighed helplessly and said: "Tell Dr. Moira that the project she is responsible for in the bureau will be suspended for a period of time and will be restarted when she comes back. In addition, regarding the information Ivan just mentioned, I will arrange

Let's go investigate and Natasha will let you know if there is any news."

Tony frowned and asked, "Are you still not going to let her go back? I won't pay her salary."

Colson ignored him, the elevator door opened, and they returned to the first floor. He pressed the door door button and said, "I have to go to the security department later to arrange some work, so I won't send you off. Keep in touch."

Thinking that Tony almost broke the window of Director Fury's office, Zhang Ming rationally did not ask Coulson what kind of work to arrange in the security department.

After flying back to Stark Industries, I will share the information I obtained with everyone.

Zhang Ming finally concluded: "Once the Osborne Group's resurrection potion is successful, the big boss will be able to recover. Relying on the blue potion and the resurrection potion, he will control politicians, businessmen, and chaebols bit by bit until he achieves the goal of controlling the United States.

.”

"Big boss?"

"The villain name I gave him cannot always be a big-headed monster. Let's call it an ugly ghost."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The humble Samuel finally got his own villain name after struggling for so long.

"What on earth is Norman Osborn thinking? I can't wait to rush in right now and smash all the research materials on the resurrection potion." Franklin said angrily.

Michael shook his head and said: "Don't even think about it. Just this morning, Osborne publicly announced that he will soon develop a resurrection potion that can eliminate diseases and injuries. You know the online evaluation of Norman Osborne is

What? The Lord of this world!”

"He's building momentum."

Tony has been a CEO for more than ten years and is quite familiar with the tactics of businessmen. He said: "On the one hand, it is legal protection, and on the other hand, it is the support of public opinion. If we take action against him, it will be wrong both emotionally and rationally."

"But don't we know that the blue potion and its derivative resurrection potion can control people's hearts?"

Franklin was interrupted by Moira mid-sentence. She said: "The realm of the mind is too mysterious and cannot be discovered with existing instruments. Even if you can find problems in the data, how are you going to prove to the world that there is mind control?"

Such a thing?"

Tony nodded and said: "But what's more interesting is that Norman Osborn did not completely block the road. The time he announced for the completion of the potion was thirteen days later. His meaning was very clear: Don't touch me, I am only responsible.

I’ll tell you the date when the research and development will be successful. As for how the big boss is going to use it and how we are going to stop the big boss, it has nothing to do with him.”

"What a cunning old fellow."

"No, this is the real businessman."

Zhang Ming conjured a pink coin out of thin air. On one side of the coin was a small TV icon, and on the other side were two cute girls holding wine glasses. The coin rolled between his fingers, and he was thinking about what to do next.

Moira was holding a notebook, writing and drawing, and whispered: "...Mind control, maybe this is the reason why the blue potion cannot be copied. After all, this is an area that medicine has not touched. Really?

I want to capture the big boss and study it..."

I don’t know why, but Moira’s aura looks more and more like Frankenstein in horror movies.

Angela on the side had lowered her head and said nothing since just now. Zhang Ming pushed her and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Angela raised her head suddenly, her eyes blurred.

"Hey! Angela, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Ming saw her lips moving slightly, put his ear close, and heard Angela say in a mosquito-like voice: "Well... I'm not sleepy, I can continue doing analysis... I can't, I really want to sleep...

…”

"Angela, let's go. I just thought of a hypothesis. Let's go test it." Moira said excitedly.

"OK……"

Watching Moira grab the haggard-looking Angela and continue to study it, the remaining men swallowed.

With a flick of his thumb, the coin flew high into the sky. Zhang Ming reached out to catch it and put the coin back into his consciousness.

"The ladies are working hard, let's start working too."

"Zhang Ming is right, we can't just sit and wait for the potion to be completed." Steve, who was sitting in the corner, stood up and pulled up a map of New York, with more than a dozen red dots marked on it.

"This is the suspicious location that Jarvis deduced after investigating the black truck. Morrison and I went to these places to check out."

"Since the big boss is considering using blue potion to control others, he cannot wait until thirteen days. It may be secretly circulated in some corner now. Xiao Fu, Michael and Lao Cui, I would like to ask you to investigate whether there is any on the market.

About the potion."

"No problem." Michael nodded, "I know a few friends who may have news."

"Finally, Tony."

Tony pretended to make a military salute and said, "Any orders, sir."

"Only you can do this. Monitor the Osborne Group, including the entry and exit of personnel, and the progress of pharmaceutical research and development, to ensure that the big boss does not get the medicine unknowingly. I don't want to wake up one day and the president is replaced by

Big boss."

Tony made an OK gesture.

There are not enough manpower, so satellites come to help. Under the offensive of money, there is no airtight wall in the world.

"Guys, let's get started."

Everyone nodded and left.

"Wait a minute, where am I?"

Zhang Ming listened to Steve scolding Fang Qiu, dispatching troops and generals, and was still waiting for his arrangements. As a result, the tactical meeting ended and he didn't even hear his name.

Hearing Zhang Ming's words, Steve showed a gentle smile.

"You have a very special mission."

Zhang Ming took half a step back and said, "The mission is the mission. Why are you smiling so disgustingly?"

"That is……"