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Deadshot looked at Leonidas dragging a rag-like Deadpool out of the collapsed underground garage. He sighed silently, put down the high-magnification telescope, and his body turned into magic particles and dissipated.

He knew that the result was very likely to be like this, so the original plan was actually for the mortal Master, but he didn't expect that the Master didn't show up.

But it can't be said that nothing is gained. At least the information harvested from personal combat is more accurate and detailed than from a distance, and it consumes the opponent's magic power to a large extent.

In the live broadcast room of Marvel Entertainment, Quetzal became lazy and chuckled:

"It seems that tonight's first and possibly only heroic spirit battle has ended like this."

"Yes."

22 nodded slightly, and then said in a slightly admiring tone:

"For now, Archer is slightly better. Although there is no sign of using a Noble Phantasm at all and he looks like a very ordinary heroic spirit, his shooting skills are very good and he is very intelligent.

Created an amazing record of challenging berserker and assassin at the same time and winning by a small margin. "

33 followed in a tacit understanding:

“Excellent.”

Quetzal raised his eyebrows slightly and said curiously:

"So you two are very optimistic about the resourceful archer."

"I can't say that, I just appreciate it."

22 said that she really admired Archer's step-by-step tactical arrangements tonight, but she was not very optimistic about it.

The key is that the hard power displayed by Archer has not reached the level of truly superhuman. In terms of hardware strength, there is an indisputable gap with the two heroic spirits Berserker and Assassin.

The spectators who were just watching the excitement did not think much and were just a little more cautious when placing bets on the handicap.

Audiences who are more attentive or know the truth are thoughtful. They think that the words of Quetzal and 2233 are worth pondering, but they do not rule out the possibility of deliberately misleading them.

The second night of the Holy Grail War is not over yet, the live broadcast continues, and the audience is still looking forward to more exciting battles.

But this is doomed to be impossible.

Rider, who has not shown up yet, is still quietly accumulating his magic power, preparing for a big attack, while Saber's plane has just landed at the New York airport.

After Li Yunlong felt the vibration of the plane landing, he did not get off the plane immediately. After recruiting comrades inspired by Hydra to confirm their arrival in New York, he got off the plane in a spirit-like state.

When he was in the airport, he didn't feel anything. When he left the airport, he saw the prosperous urban area. Looking at the high-rise buildings and the bright lights, Li Yunlong seemed to see the prosperity inside, and couldn't help but sigh:

"This place is so damn big, and it's even prettier than the one in Germany. Lao Zhao, do you think it's the same over there?"

When we were in Germany, the Nine Snakes base was located in a remote place, and on the way to the airport, we didn't see any big cities comparable to New York.

"It's still far away, but it feels different when you get closer."

After all, Zhao Gang had studied in school and had more knowledge than Li Yunlong. He couldn't imagine the details of this city.

After a pause, he answered Li Yunlong's previous question.

"That's for sure, we won't lose to others.

The most urgent task is to find a master. "

"I know, let's first see what the quality of the master who didn't summon the heroic spirit is like."

Li Yunlong grinned, and there was a hint of ferocity in his honest smile.

If the unknown Master meets the standards, then cooperate. If he doesn't meet the standards, then he has no choice but to seize the Command Seal and start a big wave.

Although the latter may have violated the interests of innocent people, both Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang are aware of it.

What they are doing at this moment is not for themselves, but for the countless people who originally belonged to their era and worked hard to grow flowers and rise.

In this case, it is inevitable to use some extreme means and shoulder some responsibilities.

Zhao Gang lowered his head and looked at the gray military uniforms worn by the two of them, and said with a smile:

"Before that, let's change our outfit."

"Correct."

Bai Lu currently has three major hobbies, playing with cats, potted plants, and handicrafts. His daily plan is in the morning. It is obviously not suitable to get up early in the morning to do handicrafts and play with potted plants. Moreover, his enthusiasm for handicrafts has decreased slightly for the time being, so he only has Petting the cat.

The civet cat calmly let Bai Lu hold it in his arms and caress it. It snored with squinted eyes in comfort. Suddenly, the snoring stopped. It opened its eyes and looked at the door, with the color of wisdom revealed in its vertical pupils.

Obviously, Bai Lu started a small stove for her pet.

The door opened a moment later, and Gizelle and Natasha came in carrying the authentic tofu and fried dough sticks that someone specially went to Chinatown to buy, and set out the tableware and cat lunch boxes for three people.

With the worldly wealth and status Bai Lu now possesses, it is not difficult for him to experience any kind of luxurious and luxurious dining. But for some reason, after tasting a variety of delicacies, he just loves growing flowers and making breakfast of all kinds.

I don’t like three-star Michelin steaks, but I like roadside stalls in Chinatown. This makes many people think it’s a bit weird but it’s natural.

The strange thing is that the roadside stall does not fit Bai Lu's secular identity, and of course it is just because of Bai Lu's Asian appearance.

After breakfast, Gizelle took the initiative to clear away the tableware, while Natasha took out a tablet and said solemnly:

"Boss, I have an appointment with Fix Wilson at eight in the morning. Other than that, you don't have any schedule, including this afternoon. Is there anything you need to note?"

"No."

Bai Lu petted the cat and shook his head. He had no intention of going out.

Natasha shrugged as usual and put away the tablet. This answer was completely expected by her, but it still felt good.

In fact, it is precisely because of Bai Lu's nerdy nature that it has really reduced the work pressure of the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in Hell's Kitchen when many forces have no chance to take advantage of her.

Including Natasha, as the ace agent of SHIELD, he hasn't enjoyed this kind of relaxed life for a long time.

Fix Wilson, this name represents an angel investor in New York and even the United States, but in the underground world it represents Kingpin, the former New York underworld emperor.

In the reception room of Marvel Entertainment Company, Bai Lu put the cat on the armrest of the sofa, folded her hands on her chest, looked at Jin Bin opposite with a half-smile, and chuckled:

"I didn't expect you to come to me."

In name, most of the underworld bosses in Hell's Kitchen are shareholders of Marvel Entertainment, and Kingpin is the largest shareholder after Bai Lu.

But no one except Salome wanted to say hello to Bai Lu unless necessary.

After all, the process of getting to know each other was really unpleasant, well, it was unilaterally unpleasant for the bosses of the underground world.