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Zhang Ming returned to the conference hall with a gloomy face, carrying a box of resurrection potions.

Everyone's eyes fell on the box.

Natasha came over and whispered: "They all know about the resurrection potion."

"Yeah, how could that big-brained bastard hold back his words?"

She raised her chin slightly, and the tables in the conference hall were put together to form a simple hospital bed. Four big shots were lying on it, and the emergency doctor was doing emergency treatment.

There is a corpse on the ground, with blackened temples and round eyes. He is the assassin.

Next to the body lay a middle-aged uncle, his hands and feet tied, and he had fainted. It was he who had just attacked Natasha and bought the assassin a few tenths of a second. It was also he who killed the four big shots after they were injured.

Tell others at the scene about the bottle of resurrection potion.

Boom!

The box was placed on the solid wood conference table, making a heavy sound. Several officials subconsciously stretched out their hands, asking Zhang Ming to handle it gently.

Zhang Ming's eyes swept across the conference hall. There were government officials from various countries, members of major secret service organizations, and local security personnel from Vienna.

The box was quietly placed on the table, and the atmosphere in the conference hall became subtle.

Just like the big boss said.

The medicine is right here, and it can bring four big figures back from the brink of death.

But the price is that the "back door" of their brains is opened by the big boss. As long as the big boss has a thought, he can easily control the government affairs of a country. With huge power, he can do whatever he wants.

When the time comes, a government decree will be issued to classify Zhang Ming and others as a terrorist organization, and then they will be smeared through the media, and they will be reduced from heroes to criminals.

Then... how about letting the four big shots sacrifice themselves for the safety of the country?

"If we really do this, it will create a bigger problem."

Natasha leaned into Zhang Ming's ear and said, "The theme of this four-nation meeting is: Eastern European Business and Trade Talks."

"Eastern Europe?"

There was no person in charge from an Eastern European country present.

"To be precise, they are talks on how to curb the import and export trade in Eastern Europe. To put it bluntly, these countries feel that they have suffered a loss in Eastern European trade and want to take restrictive measures. The main target is Russia."

Natasha pointed to the corpse on the ground, "And he is an agent of the KGB, the most famous spy organization of the former Soviet Union, lurking in France. If you were a person from these four countries, what would you think?"

Zhang Ming felt depressed in his heart.

Any normal person would think this was revenge and a premeditated murder.

What's even more helpless is that no matter what the subsequent successor's true thoughts are, if he wants to be recognized by voters at this time, he must adopt a tough attitude.

"The final result will definitely lead to war."

The big boss in the hotel put down his wine glass, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the ancient city.

"If you choose to use the potion, I will control four countries at once, and Zhang Ming, you will also bear the name of a sinner and become a wild dog that can only run around."

"If you give up using potions, a war will break out in the world. I only need a little guidance, and the scale of the war will quickly increase. The more chaotic it is, the more power I can control. When the time comes, you will also die."

The big boss's gaze seemed to penetrate thousands of meters away, penetrate the wall, and fall on Zhang Ming.

"Now tell me, what is your choice?"

The silence in the conference hall did not last long. A lean agent came over, stretched out his hand to Zhang Ming and said: "Hello, Zhang Ming. I am an agent from MI6, Daniel Craig. I have had the honor to

Having known your experience, you are a true hero and I admire what you have done."

Zhang Ming smiled and shook hands with him.

The hat has been put on, now it’s time to get down to business. Zhang Ming thought to himself.

Agent Daniel continued: "Now that the four leaders are dying, I would like to ask you to lend a helping hand again and use this medicine to save their lives."

He said as he reached for the box.

A fair and slender hand landed on the box earlier.

Natasha held the box and looked at Zhang Ming.

"I'm sorry, I can't give it to you." Zhang Ming made his choice.

Wow!

Security teams from various countries raised their guns at the same time, with hundreds of guns pointed at Zhang Ming.

Natasha stood beside Zhang Ming without taking a step back. She pulled out a small pistol and faced off with hundreds of people without showing any signs of weakness.

The other SHIELD agents were at a loss and raised their guns, not knowing who to point them at.

Zhang Ming was no longer the cute guy who would tremble in fear when a gun was pointed at him. He knocked on the box and said, "You should know that this thing has the effect of controlling people's hearts."

"I know." Daniel said.

"You have read my information and you should also know that a gun is of little use to me. If I want to leave, you can't stop me."

"That's right."

"Then why are you still doing this?"

Daniel's lips were very thin. He used a standard London accent and said word by word: "Because my mission is to bring that person back safely, please understand. And I believe that as long as people are still alive, there will always be someone."

Method."

Daniel felt a slight numbness on his skin, his hairs stood up, and tiny arcs of electricity flashed across Zhang Ming's body.

Lightning ability.

This is information that will be recorded in every document about Zhang Ming.

"Last question." Zhang Ming stared at Daniel, "If they took medicine and after waking up, the first order they gave you was to kill me, would you do it?"

Daniel was an upright, traditional British man. He thought for a moment.

"meeting."

The atmosphere in the venue hall suddenly fell to freezing point.

With just one signal, this place will turn into a bloody hell.

Zhang Ming closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and the electricity in his body disappeared.

"Doctor." Zhang Ming asked the emergency doctor, "How long can they last?"

The young emergency doctor was stunned by the battle. He opened his mouth and couldn't say a word for a long time. An older doctor next to him took off his mask and said: "Two hours at most. There are first aid facilities inside the venue."

, but it’s just for first aid, and without larger professional equipment, two hours is the limit.”

"What about other hospitals?"

The young doctor finally came to his senses and said stammeringly: "I contacted him on the phone. Just a few minutes ago, hospitals across the city were attacked by a group of lunatics. No one can help us."

The big boss is forcing them into a blind corner.

"Give me an hour."

Zhang Ming stared into Daniel's eyes. "Within an hour, I will find a way to solve the problem. If I can't, I will give the box to you."

"good."

After the promise was made, the atmosphere in the venue temporarily eased. Because there were insufficient blood bags, the doctor checked the blood type and drew blood on the spot.

Fortunately, the venue lacked everything except a man with strong energy.

Zhang Mingzheng was sitting cross-legged on the table, licked his tongue with his two index fingers, then turned his head a few times, and began to meditate with his eyes closed and think.

Natasha walked over carrying the box and poked him with her hand. "There are still fifty-four minutes left. Do you have any ideas?"

Zhang Ming opened his eyes and rested his chin on his palm.

"My biggest idea now is to find the big boss and kill him to see what else he does."

"Besides this?"

except this……

Zhang Ming looked at the roasted gluten in the exchange space. All the four big shots had gunshot wounds. One roasted gluten was enough to treat the injuries, but the price of one thousand coins for four people was four thousand coins. And Zhang Ming was exchanging

After finishing the lucky bag, there were less than four hundred coins left.

Obtaining 4,000 coins in one hour is a challenge that cannot be completed without any tasks.

Zhang Ming asked Xiao TV: "Can I send a video and ask the audience for coins?"

"Host, what do you think?" Little TV asked with a smile.

After being rejected, Zhang Ming exited the conscious space, conjured up a Bizhan coin, and turned it around between his fingers.

How can I get four thousand coins in one hour?

Suddenly, Zhang Ming saw Natasha.

Some time ago, there was an "evil trend" in the barrage area. A group of people were crying and wanting to see Natasha dance "Pure Land". Zhang Ming counted the number of barrages and looked at Natasha with more and more eyes.

Be kind.

"Huh?" Natasha felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her.

Zhang Ming's mind was spinning rapidly, "Do you know the Japanese onmyoji technique?"

"I know, but I don't know much about it. Why do you suddenly say this?"

It's easier to handle if you don't know much.

Zhang Ming lied and said: "I have learned a little bit about Taoist formations before, combined with Yin Yang magic, I designed a sacrificial dance to pray to the gods. If we are lucky, maybe the gods will help us solve this problem. Natasha,

I need you to dance this ritual dance."

Natasha showed a slight panic. Throughout her rich life experience, this was the first time she encountered such a thing.

"God? Dance? Zhang Ming, are you sure you're not kidding me?"

"A world war is about to break out. Do you think I have the intention to joke with you?"

"Then why me?"

Zhang Ming slapped a rainbow fart: "Because you are the prettiest in the whole venue, and only the most beautiful women are qualified to dance this sacrificial dance."

"I've never heard such a half-hearted compliment."

Natasha rolled her eyes. She thought of Zhang Ming's various magical abilities, and finally chose to trust him again.

"What do you need me to do?"

yeah!

Zhang Ming shook his fist in his heart.

In this way, in order to save the world, Natasha chose to become an idol!

As a top female agent, Natasha has absolutely no problem with her dancing skills. Videos on Beep.com that do not involve technology can be posted with a small amount of coins. She followed the videos and learned quickly.

Although there are still a lot of questions in her heart, now is not the time to ask questions. Natasha plans to wait until the matter is over before talking to Zhang Ming for a clear discussion.

Daniel stood upright by the window, looking at the group of puppets.

They are waiting for the final results.

A subordinate came over, tilted his head, and motioned for him to look at Zhang Ming and his two men in the corner.

"They don't look like they are thinking about whether to take action? The longer it takes, the more dangerous it will be for the commander."

Daniel shook his head: "It's an hour, it's an hour. I choose to believe in the character of the silver messenger. But..." He glanced at Natasha who was dancing.

"This is the legendary agent Black Widow. It seems that S.H.I.E.L.D. is also gone."

After a few minutes, Zhang Ming ended the recording.

The video does not require much processing. There is absolutely no problem with Natasha's image matching her dancing posture. Zhang Ming quickly submitted it to the Bizhan system for review. The video title is:

"The best version of Black Widow & Pure Land on the Internet, bar none!"

In the introduction to the video below, Zhang Ming wrote: Within half an hour, the coins exceeded 4,000, and the high-definition kimono version was released! It only takes half an hour! Dear viewers, you must be of high quality!

After confirming that it was correct, Zhang Ming clicked to publish the video.

Perhaps because of the gaze at the scene, Natasha's cheeks turned slightly red. When she saw Zhang Ming, she opened her eyes. "Is this good?"

Zhang Ming pointed to the top, "Then we'll wait for the 'gods' to give us the answer."