[Zhongyingmei] Do something!Do something!Do something!

New York, Chinatown.A barbecue restaurant decorated in a very 'flower-planting style', with two big red lanterns hanging at the door, with double happiness decals that foreigners can't tell the difference from blessings, and the welcome guests in cheongsams with buns on their heads are boring Sitting at the door chatting, perhaps because of working days and working hours, there are not many people in the store.

"I thought it would be a rare luxury, but it turned out to be this kind of cold shop?" Tang Song raised his hand and stretched his waist, his tone was rather disappointed.

Xiaoyu calmly ignored her trash talk, stepped forward to the clerk who was watching them vigilantly, and said, "There are six people in total. They have an appointment online, and their name is Don Song."

The clerk who thought that these strange costumes (Xiaoyu’s maid outfit with green hair, Accelerator’s white hair and red eyes, Emiya’s white hair tights) were people who didn’t know which gang came to collect protection fees, his eyes lit up, and his face suddenly piled up. A warm smile—after all, in restaurants in New York, the tip price for group dining is 20.00% of the total price.

"welcome."

Even if there is a tendency to follow the wind, her service attitude is far better than Tang Song, a confident waitress who is related to the owner, so she often fishes in troubled waters.

According to the requirements when making an appointment online, Tang Song and others were taken to a quiet and elegant place where food was conveniently served. They rushed towards the dessert area like wild horses running wild. Before they came, they were tinged by Wei (wei) Qing (yan) Ke (ting) how messy this place in New York was. The look in that kid's eyes was a pampering that he didn't even realize.

The public television news was showing Tony Stark admitting he was Iron Man.

"Aren't you going?" Emiya, who was entrusted with the heavy responsibility of barbecue because of his superb craftsmanship, glanced at Xiaoyu. The corners of Xiaoyu's mouth slightly raised, and he replied softly, "I'm just a robot, and I don't have the function of eating normal people's food." The only skill related to food, the ability to eat the ingredients and vomit sushi, her brain is not broken enough to use it here.

Although they all refuse to occasionally cause some small troubles to the Master.

"Speaking of it, Master Tang Song." Xiaoyu suddenly turned her head, looked at Tang Song who was leaning on the chair without any image, and asked, "Didn't your initial goal be to get up? Have you exposed your identity in front of the SHIELD Sky Eye Society?"

"It's okay, I'm really hooked up, am I exposed to the public now?" Tang Song lazily draws a long tone to satisfy the appetite of the agents who are monitoring them, and then gives another seemingly Reliable is actually a made-up answer: "I saw it through the future vision."

"What?" Xiaoyu asked cooperatively.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is disintegrated, and the Eye of the Sky will be disintegrated and nearly destroyed." Tang Song threw the □□ as if nothing had happened: "There is also Hydra reappearing."

After recording what Tang Song said, Kirkland and Kara communicated with gestures, got up and walked to the bathroom to pass the recording back, and emphasized to the opposite side that this recording requires level [-] attention, but he just walked to the corner I saw a very familiar figure.Klein and Kirkland, who also came here to convey information, looked at each other, were taken aback at the same time, and then rolled their eyes at each other with disgusted expressions at the same time.

The two cursed inwardly at the same time.

Damn, why is this S.H.I.E.L.D./Eye of Heaven idiot again.

The last work picked up a piece of meat and held it up to Accelerator's mouth: "Open your mouth, ah—" Accelerator opened his mouth in disgust and bit the meat off, chewing hard as if to vent his inability to refuse this The anger of a dumb kid, but if you look closely, you will find his red ears, this is the so-called textbook tsundere!

Bubble Huahua Mao Mao also ate one by one, and the summoned Pikachu happily gnawed on the apple while eating.

Tang Song, who was full and satisfied, looked at these people with satisfaction. He was completely unaware of the show. He opened the lottery system and looked at the number of lucky draws displayed in the lower right corner. .

It would be great if there could be more departments like this that don't wink and be arrogant!It's up to them to make a fortune!

Tang Song once again had an unreliable daydream,

"Wish me good luck." Tang Song said in a low voice, as if he was going to die generously: "The key point of the collapse of humanity is getting closer and closer, and I plan to summon new heroic spirits."

Carla was refreshed, and immediately picked up the small mirror to observe the movement here through the mirror.

This is definitely more important information than all the previous information. Before Kirkland came back, Kara quietly sent a message to another behemoth hidden in S.H.I.E.L.D.For Kara, this kind of thing has been done not once or twice, and it is not a betrayal. After all, she has not been loyal to the so-called S.H.I.E.L.D. from the very beginning.

"Aren't you summoning immediately?" Xiaoyu was puzzled by Tang Song who had been holding back for a long time.

"Don't worry, I'll remove the bad luck with a single draw first." She tapped the button once with confidence three times in a row, and a system notification sound that was not pleasant or even very rigid sounded in her ears.

Congratulations, you have obtained [Saitama's Hair] x1, [Saitama's Hair] x3, and [Saitama's Hair] x1.

Tang Song resisted the desire to flip the table. He was able to take out items like golden fried rice that were useless but could at least fill his stomach; but what can a strand of hair do!Explain to her, please! ! !

The system that does not have intelligent attributes has been silent for a long time.

The screen that only Tang Song himself could see suddenly shook violently like a certain Jiang server. Tang Song, who was used to seeing all kinds of unreliable appearances in this system, stuffed a grape into his mouth and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

As expected of a half-finished product, no one would believe it if it was said to be complete.

After a while, when everyone started to pack up their things and go home, it finally showed the item introduction——Saitama's hair strands: one hundred strands of Saitama's hair strands can be synthesized into one Saitama hair follicle, and ten Saitama hair follicles can be synthesized into one hair follicle. Exchange for a Saitama · Disposable Card.

Looks good, but.Tang Song silently calculated the score in his heart.If she can get Saitama's hair every time, one hundred hairs need one hundred times, that is, one million US dollars, one million multiplied by ten...that is 100 million.

Just a one-time card will cost 1000 million US dollars.

so expensive--

Tang Song, who just thought he was considered a little rich, found in pain that he couldn't even pull out half of Mr. Saitama's hair follicles.

Poor beeps can't save humanity.

Tang Song took the chicken blood prepared by Wei Gong and began to draw the orthodox magic system summoning array on the ground. He said that it was the orthodox summoning array, but it was actually the one she read from the magic memories that the magician, including his ancestors, had never There is no successful magic circle that can theoretically summon things.The reason why Tang Song, who has always been direct and direct, is that the reason why the baby teeth mobilize the crowd this time is also the second behavior caused by the memory of Ando Toshirai.

In doing so, she never considered whether this behavior would cause anything in this world where the earth is watched by countless demons.

Tang Song stretched out his foot to wipe off the unsymmetrical parts of the lower right corner and the left, and just touched his chin with his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing that she had finally finished drawing, the last work jumped off the chair, ran over with her slippers on, stretched out her hand and grabbed the air on the magic circle a few times: "Is this the summoning circle? Will it summon angels? Or Is it a demon? Is it a familiar in human form? Misaka Misaka looked at you full of curiosity." His clear eyes were full of curiosity, and the dumb hair that could serve as someone's detector also swayed in the windless room.

"No, the first two are still possible. What the hell is a human-shaped familiar." Tang Song complained with a slumped face: "I'm not like Louise, who is completely zero and coquettish."

"Aren't the heights similar? Misaka Misaka pointed that out innocently."

"Obviously I am 6.9 centimeters taller than her."

When Xiaoyu told Tang Song that someone outside was trying hard to record the magic circle, but was sweating profusely because some places were in the dead corner of their recording, Tang Song waved his hand generously: "It's okay, let them come in and record it, can you record it?" Summoning a heroic spirit counts as my loss."

The characters she summoned were all smuggled over by the system and other world consciousnesses, okay?

Tang Song, who never took trouble to deceive people, looked at the appearance of a good baby and was called in. Kirkland and Klein, who were writing hard in front of the magic circle, had a wicked light in their eyes.

I hope that after you send this copy of the magic circle back, will the SHIELD and Sky Eye, who are good at killing people, be so stupid as to summon a magician without looking for them, otherwise the best result is that a certain supreme mage will definitely Come here to have a heart-to-heart talk with you, the bad result is to get Dormammu here and let all the life on the whole earth play with them together.

After completing all the preparatory work, Kirkland and the others finished transcribing.

Tang Song took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves and pointed at the non-standard magic circle in front of him because he painted it by himself: "Come out! The organization has decided to hand over the task of saving humanity to you!"

The slender man with white hair and white clothes slowly opened his eyes, and there was a strange light in his slender golden pupils.against him.After the black-clothed, black-haired, strong man came into the world, the first time he saw him, he raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

The bullet aimed at taking life was blocked by the blond-haired blue-eyed boy who appeared between the two of them out of thin air.

Tang Song, who learned the identities of these three from the system, raised his hand to cover his forehead in a rather complicated mood.

... Is this O or not?

The author has something to say: It's time for a big event, Tony and Clark, which one do you want to watch first?

By the way, guess the identity of the new character.