American Comics' Spear Bureau Special Service Team

The helicopter first spent a long time putting the suspended equipment on a cargo ship, and then the sling rope was released, and then it came to a stop on the apron of a warship nearby. It did not turn off the engine. After Chu Ling got off, it took off again and headed not far away. Flying to the small island there, there are kayaks on the sea, running back and forth.

"Brother brother"

Chu Ling immediately retracted his gaze towards the sea, turned around, and a little guy quickly ran towards him. At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief, picked her up and gave her a kiss on the face, which made the little guy laugh. The guy chuckled.

"You're awake"

Another voice came. Chu Ling looked along where the little guy ran, and then smiled again: "Uncle, nine..."

Behind the uncle, Xiao Jiu hid, looking at him with a wary face, and his greeting was stuck, asking him to continue.

The little guy in his arms looked back at his sister and then at his brother. He stretched out his little hands and put them around Chu Ling's neck, resting his head on his shoulder.

Chu Ling's eyes moved to the man next to the uncle. He was wearing trousers, a white shirt, and a bulletproof vest. The soldier who brought him saluted him and then walked away.

He also saw Erica in the distance. She was standing next to an old man wearing sunglasses. In fact, she couldn't be said to be too old. She should be about the same as an uncle. The uncle should be in his 70s. In fact, he should be called uncle and grandpa. .

"This kid is Chu Ling. As I told you just now, just call him Uncle Zheng." The person in charge introduced Chu Ling, who was still looking around.

Chu Ling immediately looked away and said hello politely: "Hello, Uncle Zheng."

But he looked at the person in charge with confusion. He knew that the person in charge also had the same surname, and this Uncle Zheng looked like Uncle Zheng. Could it be that he was a long-lost brother?

"Hello." The middle-aged man wanted to reach out and touch his head. Chu Ling subconsciously took a step back to avoid it. The other party smiled awkwardly, then turned back to the person in charge and said, "Dad, take him in for something to eat first." Come on, please tell him about the current situation. The little guy is a little wary."

Chu Ling raised his head and widened his eyes, then looked back and forth between the two of them, unable to close his mouth.

"Look at how stupid you are." Xiao Jiu finally spoke to Chu Ling at this time, laughing at the other person's shocked and stupid look.

"Same goes for sister." The little guy in Chu Ling's arms turned around and looked at Xiao Jiu cutely, revealing that Xiao Jiu had the same expression at that time.

"Stinky girl, I usually love you in vain." Xiao Jiu looked angrily, and the little guy immediately stopped looking at her and continued to bury his head on Chu Ling's chest.

"Let's go and take you to have something to eat. You must not understand a lot. We have plenty of time. Let's talk slowly."

The head was held down and rubbed by the person in charge. Chu Ling nodded gently: "Okay, uncle, uh... grandpa."

Then Chu Ling was brought into a small conference room in a daze, eating the food that had been prepared long ago, and listening to Mr. Zheng introducing himself to the current situation.

This time, the key person in this matter turned out to be Erica.

The reason for the chaos last night was that an organization called the Hand was looking for Erica. On the other side, the old man in sunglasses who had just been seen standing next to Erica had been staring at the Hand and learned about this incident. action.

So he went to Mr. Zheng's son, named Zheng Xian, for help.

Because the Mandarin was a wanted criminal in China, the Chinese organization was mobilized to help. Because the Mandarin was somewhat special, in order to mobilize manpower, he was slow to arrive.

"So Grandpa, he was also captured by the Mandarin." Chu Ling looked at Mr. Zheng and asked while eating bread and borscht.

"Well, I studied abroad when I was young, and then I continued to develop in the United States." Mr. Zheng fell into memories, and then looked at his child, the uncle named Zheng Xian. "I met his mother at that time. She has a special status and is an agent of the Chinese side."

The old man didn't say it in detail, but Chu Ling and Xiao Jiu who were listening probably guessed what happened. After all, they were also trained in this direction. The beautiful agent instigated the enemy scientist to rebel. As for whether there was real emotion in this. , they are still young and don’t understand this.

"After all, the knowledge I have is not good enough to go back openly, but I found a smuggling route and ended up in the hands of the Mandarin. More than 30 years have passed in the blink of an eye."

Chu Ling lowered his head, tore off a piece of bread, dipped it in the soup, stuffed it into the little guy's mouth, thought for a while and then raised his head and asked.

"So, what will happen to us?"

"We will find a way to send back those who have parents and memories, just like Xiaojiu." Zheng Xian said next to him.

"But most of them are orphans." Chu Ling said with a smile. He didn't know how to feel about it. He had not been brainwashed deeply by the Shijie Gang, but the same could not be said for children older than him, and In fact, he still longed to be under the Mandarin.

Now that he was told that the other party was an illegal and evil organization, Xiao Xiao still resisted accepting it for a while. Of course, he also knew that the Ten Rings Gang was not a good organization. After all, Xiao Jiu and the others were captured.

But no matter what, Chu Ling was like a family. If it weren't for Mr. Zheng, he would have already planned how to escape.

"Xiao Ling, you should know that the Mandarin has always only regarded you as human weapons." Mr. Zheng spoke again.

Chu Ling still lowered his head and said nothing.

"You don't care. You have to think about Xiaomi. Do you want her to be like this when she grows up?"

"Ah" the little one looked at Mr. Zheng who called her name with her mouth open, and then continued to express to Chu Ling that she had finished eating.

"...I understand, Grandpa, the serum I injected may have side effects."

"Yeah, okay." Xiaojiu nodded wildly on the side, and then wanted to lift her arm to show him the bruises on her body.

"Actually, the serum has always been like this. It's great that Steve injected it. It's not much different from you. It mainly depends on the person, because the serum can amplify personal qualities and thoughts. The bad ones become worse, and the good ones become even better. Well, of course the side effects of this serum are more obvious than those used by Steve." Mr. Zheng fell into memories and then said.

"So I am..."

"Bad guy!" Xiao Jiu stuck out his tongue, but he also looked at Chu Ling worriedly.

"Is your xinxing?" Zheng Xiannuo was thinking on the side. Mr. Zheng had told him a little bit about the general situation, but the father and son, who had never met again, of course talked more about family matters.

"What do you think? I was planning to keep them by my side." Mr. Zheng looked at his son, and then at Chu Ling. It can be said that he raised this child by himself. What kind of personality is actually more affected by him? There are many Mandarins.

"The place where I learned my art, the study there, should be helpful to him."

"That Kunlun, the seven capitals of the Kingdom of Heaven, you mentioned"

"Yes, but the door to Penglai where I study is open recently, but I have figured it all out. I think it should be okay to send it there, and the serum should not be able to control the body enough, so the learning energy should be helpful to him."

Mr. Zheng frowned and thought for a moment, then looked at Chu Ling: "What do you think?"

Chu Ling hugged Chu Mi tightly, then raised his head and said, "As long as you don't separate her from me, I don't have any problem with where she goes."

Xiaojiu pouted on the side, she was jealous and didn't even mention her.