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The big boss ran wildly on the road, he avoided the crowd, and when he was tired, he would find a garbage dump to lie down for a while, his soft hair was dirty, but he felt the pleasure of returning to the wild.

He always held the chain in his mouth, and never let go no matter how tired he was. After several hours of imprisonment, he tasted the taste of freedom, and he wished to shout out:

Huskies will never be slaves!

I don't know how long it took, the night gradually faded, and at the end of the east, a fish belly appeared, and the big boss stood on an empty street.

Telepathy surrounded him, and he felt the connection between the puppet and himself again. It was like a drowning person being pulled ashore, breathing air wantonly.

A few minutes later, a black Audi sedan drove over, and a woman in her early thirties and wearing a uniform stepped out of the driver's seat. She looked like an ordinary company employee.

The woman opened the door, and the big boss raised his head proudly and jumped into the back seat.

He, Boss, is back!

"Wow woof. (Report on 'Blue Ocean' popularity.)"

The woman driving said in a rigid voice: "As of yesterday, Blue Ocean has sold a total of 2000 copies, and the number of people affected is estimated to be around [-] to [-]. This is the compiled list, which has been sorted according to personal influence .”

The woman handed over a folder, and the boss opened it. There were more than a dozen pages in the list. He read it carefully, thinking about how to make the most of this power.

"In addition, one of our trading sites was destroyed by Zhang Ming and others last night. A total of [-] blue oceans and one puppet were lost, but there was no information left behind that could be traced back."

The big boss nodded.

He can instantly grasp the actions of all his subordinates through the brain link, but this will place an additional burden on him.And under the premise of ensuring loyalty, he prefers subordinates to report to work, which gives him a sense of superiority over those in the upper class.

"Wow woof woof, woof?"

(Remember to add more water to the next batch of medicine, add some coloring, and change the packaging, in short, try to avoid the opponent's ambush as much as possible-this batch does not need to be limited to the rich, ordinary people can also, I just need the number, the more The more the merrier, got it?)

"Yes."

The big boss suddenly thought of someone: "Wow, woof!"

(By the way, send a message to those D dealers, tell them that there is an inner ghost, a bearded man who likes Chinese Kung Fu, and find a way to kill him!)

After arranging the work, the big boss leaned on the leather seat of the car and closed his eyes tiredly. The sun gradually rose, and a ray of light came from the east and fell on his face.

Zhang Ming, who had been busy all night, stretched his waist facing the rising sun.

"Do you want to have breakfast together? There is a newly opened Mexican restaurant. I have been to it once, and the taste is not bad." Franklin asked, he took off his blood-stained coat and threw it in the trunk of the car.

The trunk was full of large and small boxes, all of which were the trophies they seized last night, a thousand blue oceans and a lot of dollars.

Roy pushed his long hair back, "I won't go, I stayed up all night, I have to go for a skin care."

"Sorry, I'm not going either." Michel rubbed his face vigorously.

Zhang Ming noticed that his complexion was not very good, with an indescribable paleness.

"What's wrong, do you need our help?"

Michael explained: "No, it's a family matter. I was a little fierce to my son a few days ago, he was scared, and I always wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to him. And my wife, she has been acting strange recently. I found a private yoga teacher, she seems to have something on her mind... Today I want to go back early to accompany them."

"The sorrow of the middle-aged."

Trevor spat. With his irritable personality, he couldn't imagine what it would be like to have a family. In his opinion, only a softie like Michael would endure his wife and son riding on his head.

Michael went home, Roy went to nurse, and the remaining three men drove to the Mexican restaurant, where they ate a hearty breakfast, and Zhang Ming packed a few servings when he left.

Separated from Rich and Trevor, he returns to Stark Industries alone.

Tony, Moira, and Angela were all in the lab, and Zhang Ming put breakfast on the table.

"Busy? Let's eat first."

Tony took off his gloves, opened the bag, took a burrito and put it in his mouth, he said: "It was a great help, you successfully prevented the three excellent scientists on the scene from spending time thinking: 'What's for breakfast', this kind of boring And the problem of wasting brain cells."

Looking at the projection floating in mid-air, Zhang Ming asked, "What is this?"

"On the premise that the big boss can perfectly recover his body, we tried to make a device that can isolate the ability of the mind." Tony rubbed his eyes, and it seemed that he hadn't slept all night. "Did you investigate any clues last night?"

"They're all small characters, and the ones they caught were just puppets. That bastard hid too deep."

If Zhang Ming knew that the big boss was lying at his feet last night, pretending to be a fool to deceive everyone, and successfully escaped from the legendary hero, Captain America, I don't know what he was thinking.

"If it is so easy to be caught, he is not a big boss. Calculated according to his spiritual ability, his brain power is at least a hundred times that of an ordinary person. Perhaps in the eyes of the big boss, we are just a group of people wearing clothes. Chimpanzees."

Moira analyzed rationally.

Tony spread his hands: "Let's try and see if our group of orangutans can beat this genius into a dog. By the way, Zhang Ming, that bearded friend, I just brought Harbin back, and he is upstairs Next, do you want to see him?"

"Well, he was a great help yesterday."

The big boss has telepathic ability, and the bearded man helped after all, so Zhang Ming thought it would be safer to bring him back.He took a breakfast and went to the downstairs lounge, and heard singing inside through the door:

"...Hohohoho, Huojiaquan's routine moves are flexible..."

Zhang Ming listened to it for a long time before he realized that it was "Fearless" by Jay Chou. He didn't expect this song to exist in this world.

Pushing open a crack in the door, there is a bearded man in the room. According to him, he has cranes and dragons tattooed on his eyelids, and the words "gong" and "husband" tattooed on each ear.

At this moment, the bearded man is punching "Fearless".

It is said to be boxing, but it is just a mixture of bearded people learning two moves here and copying two moves based on movies and TV dramas.

Zhang Ming took a few glances, put down his breakfast, and walked out silently.