Video Bloggers in Meiman

"If it were me, I would choose France first." Dior added, "It's not just because I'm British."

The United Kingdom and France have disliked each other for hundreds of years, and there have been many wars, but what Dior said is correct, if Zhang Ming is the leader of the organization, after having a group of superpowers, the first target will be France.

France has nuclear bombs, and its national defense is weaker than other nuclear bomb countries.

As long as that mysterious organization obtains the nuclear bomb code, they will have the ability to challenge the world.

"This world is really not peaceful."

After sorting out all his thoughts, Zhang Ming sat on the chair and sighed.

Open the personal interface, and the trouble attracting physique is on.

Less than a month after the end of the New York War, new dark forces have emerged again.

Since Zhang Ming crossed over, the progress of this world is like a super sports car filled with fuel and the brakes removed. In the end, galloping towards the unknown end all the way.

The reason why the system is arranged in this way is very simple, it is for Zhang Ming to be able to shoot videos that attract viewers in the shortest time without interruption.

In the original plot of the Marvel movie, after a battle, it will often take a few months, or even a year or two, to rest, but the beep system can’t wait for such a long time, it can’t allow the UP owner to be a “pigeon spirit” who often breaks , So rely on this method to forcibly accelerate the development of the world.

In order to adapt to this, the mentality of ordinary residents has become extremely tough. Even if something happens, they will quickly get out of the shadows and return to normal work.

The building repair company is like opening up, repairing roads in one day, building buildings in three days, and completing the construction period with quality and quantity, so as to avoid problems next time, and the villain has no buildings to tear down.

The only person in this world who feels tired is Zhang Ming.

He rubbed his cheeks hard, trying to cheer himself up.The plane door opened, and Coulson's team drove back from the Spitwagen mansion when they heard the news of Dior's return.

Briefly explaining the situation clearly, Coulson glanced at the time and said: "It has been 12 hours since 'Cutting' left. If he takes a plane, he may be anywhere in the world. I think we should consider how to deal with a batch of There is an army of superpowers."

"No, he hasn't gone far," Dio said.

He picked up the empty glass, bit his finger, and dropped a drop of blood right in the middle of the glass.

"Because of the mutation, my blood will attract each other."

The red blood seemed to have life force, splitting into two drops, one gliding in the direction of Dio, the other pointing... to the west.

"When I was fighting the mysterious man, I was worried that he would run away, so I deliberately left a drop of blood on him, and now the drop of blood is hidden in his pocket. I can feel the drop of blood, it is moving, But it's not an airplane, this speed...it should be a car."

Dio looked up, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

"With this plane, we can catch up with him!"

May nodded, stood up, and went to start the plane. Dio handed her the cup, which was their compass.

Coulson throws a final question.

"I don't understand why the other party has to take the travel notes and escape. It's the 21st century. Just take pictures and record the contents?"

Zhang Ming folded his arms and looked at the clouds outside the window.

"Only by catching the other party and getting the travel notes can we find out about this problem."

The plane lifted off slowly and headed west.

Chapter 230 Nine Turtles ([-])

As night fell, a black jeep was driving on an uninhabited wilderness road.

A rough hand turned on the radio, and a beautiful French song was played. Under the front window of the car, there was a small potted plant with a blue flower growing inside.

"Uh huh huh~ huh huh~"

The man hummed along with the music, picked up the coffee next to him and took another sip.He hadn't closed his eyes for more than thirty hours, and sleepiness hit him in waves. He had to rely on music and coffee to cheer up his tired spirit.

The man really wanted to sleep, but his intuition told him that the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. are trying their best to track him down. As long as they slack off a bit, they will catch up and bite his throat like a hound with a keen sense of smell.

He took the last sip of coffee, opened the window, and was about to throw the coffee bottle out when he stopped suddenly.

"Almost forgot, this is non-degradable, so don't throw it around."

He turned and threw the coffee bottle into the back seat of the car, and the empty bottle slammed against the leather suitcase with a muffled thud.

The man glanced at the box, which contained the travel book.

When he first got the travel book, he roughly rolled his eyes.

The first dozen or so pages are all about Robert and Lance, the family histories of two troubled brothers and sisters. Although it can be called exciting, there is not much content worthy of attention.

However, when they reached the middle part, they were involved in a mysterious and weird adventure, and then all kinds of unimaginable things happened. Unfortunately, the most critical part was written in words that he could not read. Let the experts analyze it.

"Ha..." The man yawned long.

It is now eight o'clock in the evening, and he has already crossed the Italian border and arrived in France. According to this speed, it is estimated that he will be able to rush back to the organization the day after tomorrow.

"rustle--"

The radio signal was suddenly interfered with, and the man's hazy vision instantly became sharp again. Three invisible blades were floating around, ready to deal with the attack at any time.

"Relax, cut, you're still safe."

Small blue flowers bloomed in the small potted plants, and a beautiful female voice appeared in the jeep along with the trembling of the petals.

She uttered the mysterious man's code name: cutting.

"Elf." Cutting also used the code name to address the woman, "What do you want from me? I'm so sleepy now, if it's just for chatting, I'll have plenty of time when I get back." He joked.