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"Report the situation."

"One team in place."

On the roof of the apartment building, four men in black combat uniforms responded. They fixed the rope on the roof, tied the other end around their waists with a pulley device, and stepped on the eaves, ready for action at any time.

"What about the second team?"

Five people in the same clothes walked through the fire escape of the apartment. They stepped carefully on the carpet in the corridor. At the end of the corridor was Zhang Ming's apartment. They whispered: "The second team is in place."

Andy was lying on the top floor of the office building opposite, holding a sniper rifle. The unique cold touch of the gun was pressed against his cheek, helping him stay awake and calm.

As Obadiah's most trusted bodyguard, Andy has always been a pessimist. He will think about problems from the worst perspective. No matter what he does, he will be [-]% prepared. This makes him Get the job done perfectly every time.

To deal with Zhang Ming alone, Andy still organized a team of ten people to attack from the window and the main entrance respectively. He stood on a high place. Once Zhang Ming was able to escape by chance, he would It can be intercepted by long-range snipers for the first time.

"Check the equipment one last time and act in 20 seconds."

The team members quietly inspected the equipment. They were equipped with tranquilizer guns and pistols with conventional ammunition. Once they found that Zhang Ming was resisting violently and was unable to complete the arrest mission, they would kill him on the spot.

When the time came, members of the first team quickly slid down through the rope. One person from the second team stepped out and stuck a miniature explosive bomb on the door lock...

Whoa!

The glass in the bedroom broke first, and the four armed men untied the ropes around their waists and pounced on Zhang Ming, who had just woken up!

Zhang Ming reacted immediately. He pulled out the gun under his pillow. As soon as he raised his hand, he was pinned down by a person. Another person rushed forward and pressed the muzzle of the gun against his thigh. A stinging pain came from Zhang Ming. See it's a needle.

Anesthesia gun!

As soon as the word appeared in his mind, a huge wave of dizziness appeared, and Zhang Ming quickly started editing.

Going back five seconds, Zhang Ming opened his eyes, picked up the pistol under the pillow, and pointed the muzzle at the window.

As soon as he finished this action, the window was kicked to pieces again, and four men in black clothes, who seemed to blend into the darkness, broke in!

Zhang Ming pulled the trigger and emptied the magazine without hesitation!

The attackers did not expect that Zhang Ming would be prepared in advance. They were caught off guard and were shot one after another. They screamed and fell to the ground with a painful groan.

They did not die. The thick body armor saved their lives. Only one unlucky guy was shot through the crotch by a bullet and could not stand up for a while. The other three hid beside the bed, picked up their guns and started shooting.

Zhang Ming lowered his body, rolled over, and left the bedroom.

As soon as he walked to the living room, he heard a small explosion and a burst of thick smoke drifted from the front door. Through the smoke, five people rushed in quickly.

They have excellent tactical skills. The three people in front are scanning with guns and moving forward quickly. The two people behind are squatting on the ground, ready to provide fire support to their teammates at any time.

Zhang Ming hid against the wall and observed with a third-angle camera.

There are four people in the bedroom and five in the living room. This apartment is not big, and the other party will be able to spot Zhang Ming in a second or two at most, attack him from the front and back, and surround him.

"Does it make sense to still cover your face?"

Zhang Ming couldn't help but complain that he had only been in the Marvel world for a few days and had only provoked three groups of people.

The gang of fat white men from Hell's Kitchen, the terrorists from the Ten Rings, and Obadiah.

The first of them is a poor guy and doesn’t have the guts, and the second... haha, if they dare to set foot on the soil of the United States, capitalist sugar-coated bullets will teach them how to behave.

The only one who has the strength to organize a group of well-equipped and well-trained militants to carry out a raid is the bald brother Obadiah, who has worked hard for the prosperity and revival of Stark Industries.

Zhang Ming glanced at the background of the Bizhan system, and there were thirteen barrages.

"Enough."

Crouching in the corner, he secretly observed through the third-person camera, calling for the barrage function in his heart. A green cross cursor suddenly appeared in the center of his sight. The cursor moved with Zhang Ming's line of sight, and automatically locked on the five attackers in the living room.

"Barrage launch!"

The air behind Zhang Ming fluctuated like a tidal wave. Following Zhang Ming's instructions, five white rays of light shot out from behind, crossing arcs and hitting the bodies of the five attackers.

Ordinary barrage has the power of a rifle. Even if they are wearing body armor, under the strong impact, the five people are like broken sacks, duang~duang~ hit the wall and fainted.

After using the same method to deal with the four people in the bedroom, Zhang Ming turned on the light, dragged all nine people to the living room, tied them up one by one, lined them up neatly, and poured cold water on them to wake them up.

"Who sent you here?"

Among the nine people, except for the guy who was shot in the crotch and was still groaning, the rest of them had tough guy expressions and silently expressed their professional ethics.

"Do you have any other accomplices?"

Zhang Ming asked again, but still no one answered.

He didn't care, walked up to the most ferocious-looking man, took out his gun, and shot the ferocious man in the knee.

"Ah! Fake!" The vicious man screamed.

"Finally someone spoke, which is a good sign." Zhang Ming said, "I know who sent you, Obadiah. One of you woke up before the others, and he has told me everything he needs to say. ”

Zhang Ming moved a chair over and sat across from them, continuing to lie: "But I don't really believe him, so I can only verify it with other people."

"Every time I ask a question, and whoever of you tells me the answer, I will let him and the people on his left and right go. There are exactly nine of you. As long as you ask three questions, you can go together. It's a good deal, isn't it?"

"You can continue to pretend to be tough guys, but every time, I will randomly pick a guy who doesn't like me and smash his knee. Think about it, after your knee is broken, can you continue to do your current job? No Possibly, the most you can do is find a job as a security guard in a supermarket, and then complain to your family and friends every day - I was also a fighter until I was shot in the knee. Do you think anyone will sympathize with you?"

Zhang Ming's words were heartbreaking, and the nine men looked at each other, hesitantly.

"Still the same question as before, do you have any other accomplices?"

Zhang Ming walked up to a bearded man, forcibly straightened his legs, and pointed the gun at his knees.

"Yes! Don't shoot, we still have one more person."

Zhang Ming looked at the bearded man with a smile: "It seems there is a smart man among us." He said and shot and shattered the knee of the tall, thin man on the left side of the bearded man.

"What are you doing!" The tall, thin man shouted in pain.

"When I asked him, wouldn't you rush to answer?" Zhang Ming shouted, turned around, smiled and patted the bearded man on the shoulder and said, "Congratulations, you three can leave later."

Zhang Ming's actions caused the nine men to completely collapse.

This is a fucking mental illness. They have never been tortured to extract confessions in this business, but they all have traces to follow, and every punch they receive has a purpose.

"Second question, where is he?"

With the first person to speak, this time it became much easier. A man with triangular eyes immediately said: "Our captain is on the top of the building opposite."

Zhang Ming nodded, suddenly raised his gun and smashed Triangle Eye's knee.

"you are lying."

As he spoke, he pointed his gun at the bald man next to the triangular eyes. The bald man immediately said: "The captain is really on the top of the building. I swear to God! At least he was on the top of the building before we set off."

"Really?"

"real!"

"Okay, then I trust you."

"..."

The eight people looked at the triangular eyes screaming in pain on the ground and fell into a deep silence. If they were not tied up, they would have been beaten into sieves by bullets, and they would have pressed the hateful Asian boy in front of them to the ground.

"last question."

Zhang Ming squatted on the ground and looked at the man on the far side with a scar on his face. "How can I contact your captain?"

Andy's arms lying on the rooftop were numb. Several of his friends had been in for a while, but there was no response at all, and the communicator did not respond.

They are Andy's old comrades-in-arms. They were all masters in the army. Is Zhang Ming so troublesome?

Andy's face was about to be caught in the scope, but Zhang Ming's curtains were tightly closed without any cracks.Just as Andy was considering whether to rush in with a gun, a buzzing sound came from the communication device.

"Hey, hey, hey? Can you hear me? Hey... I should have known I wouldn't have splashed the water just now. Why can't I do it easily..."

The voice was intermittent, and there was a vague voice familiar to Andy, whispering how to use it.

"Who are you!" Andy shouted into the communicator, worried about the safety of his teammates.

The communicator became quiet, and Andy gasped slightly. After a few seconds, Zhang Ming's voice came again.

"You are a very interesting person. You sent nine strong men to attack me in the middle of the night. Now you ask me who I am?"

"What did you do to them?" Andy asked.

"They are all still alive, but it's 3:3 in the morning. You have [-] minutes. If you can't show up at my apartment within [-] minutes, I can't guarantee their lives."

After saying this, Zhang Ming completely cut off the communication. No matter how much Andy yelled, there was no response. The life of his old comrade was at stake. Andy didn't even have time to pack up his sniper rifle and hurriedly rushed to the stairs.

Zhang Ming hung up the communication and took a deep breath——

Cool.

No wonder the villain likes to threaten people so much. This kind of refreshing feeling of making others angry without saying a word is really unforgettable.

Zhang Ming opened the refrigerator, took out a box of ice milk, inserted a straw into it and sipped it. Several unlucky guys with broken knees collapsed on the ground, and the carpet was soaked with blood.

Zhang Ming didn't want to get blood on his feet, so he jumped on the dining table and sat cross-legged, waiting for Andy's arrival.

Three minutes later, Andy opened the door and walked in.

"Three minutes and 41 seconds, you are late." Zhang Ming said.

"Impossible! I counted the time and it only took 2 minutes!" Andy took out a stopwatch from his arms.

"Uh……"

Zhang Ming wanted to imitate the villains in movies and pretend to be funny, but he didn't expect that the guy in front of him actually counted the time.

"In short, they are still alive for the time being. But whether they can survive in the future depends on you."

Faced with Zhang Ming's threat, Andy asked: "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Ming looked at the righteous Andy across from him speechlessly, a little confused as to who was the victim tonight.

He walked to the window and said, "My request is very simple. Don't mess with me, at least until 'that day' comes." Zhang Ming raised his hand, shot Andy in the arm, and then jumped out of the window.

"Of course, you can try again, but next time, someone will really die."

Andy reluctantly came to the window and disappeared again, exactly the same as last time.

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