Marvel Spy

Zhang Xin drove the car speeding on the road, with Zhao Hui sitting in the passenger seat and Cicada sitting in the back.

"By the way, your commission..."

Zhang Xin originally wanted to ask Zhao Hui the real purpose of coming to New York, but he didn't expect that the system that had been silent all of a sudden had a sound again.

[You rescued Tachibana from S.H.I.E.L.D., and your actions have had a profound impact on the fate of Longhua New York Branch. Therefore, it is determined to complete an additional task, and you will get 1 skill point. 】

[You prevented the civil aviation negotiation case. This case had a profound and positive impact on the civil aviation industry of the motherland, and thus affected some of the motherland’s diplomatic relations. Based on the comprehensive judgment, you completed three additional tasks, and you obtained 1 skill point. 】

[You have completed the entrusted task, protecting Iron Man, you get 1 skill point. 】

[Friendly reminder: You have three skill points, which can be used for skill upgrades or exchanged for random skills. 】

Encountering such a situation, Zhang Xin's first reaction was of course ecstasy, because three skill points can actually do a lot of things.

However, there is a sense of dissonance.

He always felt that there was something wrong with this system, and it would be fine if he could make up a little more skill points for civil aviation cases, as he had already been reminded.

The unusual thing is that it has been a long time since Tachibana was rescued, and the prompt comes now.

What offended him the most was that the three tasks were completed at the same time.

This is basically impossible, how can there be such a coincidence, unless the system's attitude towards itself is free-range...

Well, I can't think about it, the more I think about it, the more I will fuck up.

But with three skill points, you still can't use them indiscriminately. Let's listen to what Zhao Hui has to say.

"Tell me about your purpose in coming to America."

Zhao Hui looked out the window and said in a deep voice, "My junior sister has left the sect."

Zhang Xin didn't expect this beginning, because judging from the fisherman's attitude towards Zhao Hui, this guy's background should be unusual. Who knew it would be this style of painting.

"Li Zong? What Zong Li?"

"The sect we are in is located in the Linxi area. It is not a big sect. It is basically called Dongji Gate. In fact, our sect has a better name. That's how I was tricked into entering it."

"Although the sect is not big, the relationship between the disciples is good. Just a year ago, a group of climbers came near the mountain gate, and one of them was a foreign guy. He called himself Robert and said he came here admiring Chinese culture. I think I don't care about other people who are like dogs, but my junior sister has never seen the world, so I have a hot fight with him."

"It was nothing at first, but I didn't expect that after three days, my junior sister just said a few words and ran away from home."

Chan couldn't help but ask: "What words did she leave behind?"

"She said she was going to seek freedom."

The car, which was traveling at a constant speed, suddenly experienced some fluctuations, swaying left and right, and almost hit the guardrail on the side of the road.

Zhang Xin looked back in disbelief: "What did you say she left?"

"She said she was going to seek freedom."

"Your junior sister's brain is not very good."

"Junior sister has always been beautiful, lively and cute..."

Zhang Xin rolled his eyes and said, "Pretty, lively and cute, but I think she has no brains...By the way, she left that word by herself?"

"I've seen it. Her handwriting is correct."

"Then why are you looking for her?"

"I just want to see with my own eyes how she is doing."

I didn't expect it to be a seed of infatuation.

Zhang Xin directly parked the car on the side of the road, and said, "Just in case, I need to confirm some things in advance. What do you think is freedom?"

Although Zhao Hui had always looked a little too cold, his eyes lit up at this moment: "Of course it is unrestrained."

shallow!

Zhang Xin made this judgment, and then asked: "Then do you know what the American people's sense of freedom is like in their bones?"

Zhao Hui subconsciously said: "Freedom is freedom, how can there be a distinction between China and the United States?!"

Zhang Xin shook his head, feeling even more disappointed: "Then do you know about the American War of Independence?"

"I know that Americans are unwilling to be controlled by Great Britain and fight for independence in the form of war."

"Then do you know the massacre of Indians and the historical changes of black slaves in the United States?"

Zhao Hui nodded, and then said: "Why are you asking these questions? Besides, it is the 21st century now. Why do you always hold on to things from the past?"

Zhang Xin looked at Zhao Hui carefully, feeling convinced of his guess.

Judging from the fisherman's attitude, this guy's identity is obviously unusual.

But why would such a person be sent to Dongjimen? !

Although he didn't know the specific process, Zhang Xin felt that this person was probably full of rebellious, restless and self-righteous elements.

"The Americans didn't want to be bound by Britain, so they launched the War of Independence; the Americans found the Indians annoying, they ran around everywhere, the crops they planted were always trampled on, the fruit was always stolen, and from time to time they were Looting. The key point is that these Indians also occupy a large area of ​​wilderness, which is too wasteful, so they launched a massacre..."

Zhang Xin pointed below him: "On this land, more than million Indians were massacred before and after. After that, the Americans obtained large tracts of land and couldn't plant it at all. What should they do? So they came from Africa. Plunder black people and train black slaves to use..."

"As for what you said they changed, do you know that black people have no fathers?" Seeing Zhao Hui's puzzled expression, Zhang Xin sneered.

There is a very interesting regulation in the US welfare policy, that is, if you want to receive relief funds, and if you want to receive high relief funds, the child must be a single-parent family...

In order to ensure that people receiving benefits are single parents, many police officers will even conduct surprise checks in the middle of the night to prevent families with both living parents from defrauding the benefits.

Originally, the style of black people was rough and their sense of responsibility was weak, but now they let go.

Men just do their jobs, and women just care about giving birth. Anyway, even if you don't have a father, you can still receive relief money.

This kind of thing has existed for a long time, and it has formed some very strange and common phenomena. Black people without father control have become youths with social problems, but in another respect, they cannot cause much turmoil.

Matrilineal education is always characterized by security, struggle, resistance, and unity?What it is?

So do black slaves still exist?

On the surface it is gone, but many things are still preserved in the same strain.

And it has become more gentle and more difficult to guard against.

Similarly, the so-called free consciousness is also something that comes down in one continuous line.

On the surface, they are talking about freedom, but in fact, those who say this are often aiming at interests.

Zhao Hui was silent, and Zhang Xin didn't know if he really didn't want to be persuaded, or if he simply didn't want to argue with Zhang himself.

But he didn't care, he didn't even think about convincing him at first, he was just explaining his worldview.

"You said so much, and even stopped the car specifically, what exactly are you trying to explain?"

Zhang Xin sneered and said: "In my opinion, your junior sister is already useless. Even if she is still alive, she is probably a walking zombie... Well, a walking zombie in every sense of the word."

"So I will put some words first. If, no, no if, there will definitely be a fight. If your junior sister does some weird things during the fight, I will not show mercy... Of course For your sake, I will try not to hurt her life, but amputating her hands and feet may be inevitable. If you can accept this premise, then we will continue to cooperate. If not... you can get off the car and walk back to Zhuoqiu by yourself. field……"

Zhao Hui looked a little pale: "Aren't you serving RM?"

"Of course, but is she still our rm?"

Zhao Hui stopped talking and took off his shirt directly.

In the next moment, Zhang Xin's powerful body suddenly came into view, and there were claw marks blooming between his chest and abdomen, with bone deep visible.

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