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At this time, Parkour Boy was less than 200 meters away from the hotel where Zhang Ming was staying. Several Hydra agents stopped hesitating and aimed their guns at the back of his head, deciding to shoot him dead immediately.

"Wait!" A voice came from the communicator, "Zhang Ming found something unusual!"

"How is it possible, this place is 200 meters away from his hotel, and there is a wall in between!"

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It is indeed impossible to switch to other people, but Zhang Ming has been habitually turning on the third-view camera to shoot some material. Anyway, the Biz system has no memory limit, so he can shoot as much as he wants.

Zhang Ming and Angela were enjoying their lunch. He specially asked the hotel manager to call a band. The soft piano sound and the lingering violin sound were intertwined, accompanied by an elegant dining environment and delicious food.

While eating the steak, Zhang Ming shared with Angela what he had seen and heard along the way, and seeing the girl's smiling face from time to time, he told himself:

Yep, that's it, the perfect lunch and confession later when you're out for a walk... or here?It seems to be good, and the atmosphere is also very good...

"Angela, I have something to tell you."

"Ok?"

Yes, it is now, don't wait until the afternoon, now is a great opportunity.Zhang Ming touched the ring-shaped rubber product in his pocket through his trousers, and felt his heart beating faster.

"I..." Zhang Ming was about to say the most important words, when suddenly, the surrounding third-angle camera penetrated the wall to shoot the outside scene, and found a guy lying on the ground with his mouth wide open.

His crotch was bleeding, his face was full of horror, and behind him was a lunatic with a gun chasing him.

The second half of the sentence Zhang Ming was about to say was blocked back.

There was a shooting incident outside, and he couldn't concentrate on expressing his thoughts.

Zhang Ming is on vacation now, he has absolutely no need to care about the life and death of a stranger, and it seems that the unlucky guy really only hurt the testicles, but...

This kind of thing happened in front of him, he really couldn't pretend not to see it.

Otherwise, when I think about it at night, I will always feel uncomfortable.

Count me unlucky, count you lucky.Zhang Ming stood up.

"...I have to get out for a while," he said.

"What's wrong?" Angela asked.

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "It's nothing, let's deal with the 'work'."

Angela understood immediately when she heard the word "work", and she said, "Let me act together with you."

She pulled out the necklace from the neckline. It was different from ordinary necklaces. Instead of precious metals such as gold and diamonds, what was hung was a bottle of golden yellow liquid the size of a little finger.

"Highly concentrated healing potion, as long as it is opened, it can form a wide range of healing gas."

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "It's not that serious. It should be a simple gang fight. Just wait for me and I'll be right back."

Before leaving, Zhang Ming hesitated, and left the ridiculous lock behind.The pitch-black chain eluded other people's sight, and quietly wound around Angela's wrist. Zhang Ming gave an order: "Protect her."

Be careful where you should be careful.

Along the way, Zhang Ming either wore a hat, or changed his appearance through the effect of "spotting moles", trying not to expose his identity as much as possible. On the one hand, he avoided too many people watching, and on the other hand, he also prevented enemies from staring at him.

It's not because of fear, but because of this trip, he doesn't want to deal with any evil forces anymore, he just wants to have a safe and secure vacation.

It's a little rough today.

Zhang Ming thought of the flowers that were smashed just now, and the messed up lunch just now.He reached out and touched the ring-shaped rubber product in his pocket, feeling that it was still a long way from being useful...

No, no, Zhang Ming shook his head vigorously.

Why did he keep thinking about such things today.

Walking out of the hotel, Zhang Ming took a step forward and rushed towards the Hydra agent.

"What to do! They are about to be discovered!"

Hydra agents in the safe house behind shouted anxiously.

When it was getting more dangerous, the person in charge of Hydra calmed down instead. They installed bugs in the hotel, and after hearing what Zhang Ming said to Angela just now, he quickly issued an order:

"Gangsters, no, gangsters! Pretend to be gangsters and fight! Those citizens are the innocents you hurt in the fight!"

There is no shortage of hooligans in this part of the United States. Compared with regular gangsters, sometimes they are bolder and crazier.

Zhang Ming didn't want to use the flying boots and expose his identity, but just ran at an extraordinary speed, which gave several agents time to dress casually.

They pulled out their shirts from their trousers, looking sloppy;

Some poured a handful of powder into their hands and wiped it on their face, making them look extraordinarily pale, like a drug addict;

Some rolled on the ground, making themselves unkempt.

Immediately afterwards, they quickly divided into two groups, changing from the standard gesture of holding a gun to holding it horizontally-this will greatly reduce the accuracy of the head, but it is extremely sought after by some gang members, who think this action is very cool.

"Shoot! Zhang Ming will be here soon!"

Hydras are all ruthless people, they are not afraid of pain.

"However..." one of the detectives added timidly: "Don't hit that one."

The others glanced at the sharpshooter and nodded silently.

The silence effect near here was lifted, and the sound of gunshots appeared.