[Steel + Avengers] The Evolutionary History of the Ten Rings

Now that we have just entered the 21st century, Mansha compared the notes and came to a very remote place in Queens, New York.The moss-covered five-story red brick apartment is surrounded by abandoned buildings that have been in disrepair for a long time.The sewer manhole cover on the road was removed by a small half, and there was a warning sign written in Chinese next to it, "Do not approach".

"leave."

The bald man sitting on the corridor of the apartment did not raise his head. Mansha's eyes narrowed, watching him slowly strike a match, and the white gas from the cigarette, all of which showed his carelessness.

"That can't be done." Mansha said softly, clenched her left hand into a fist, and walked towards him.

"Okay, kid."

The man was smoking a cigarette, and finally looked at Mansha.His facial features are deeper than those of Asians, but the extreme blackness of his eyebrows and eyes is also different from that of Europe and the United States. It is full of a kind of wildness that can only be found in prairie beasts. "Who are you looking for? No, it should be—"

His sharp eyes fixed on the left side of Mansha's face. He spread his hand, and the red diamond ring on the ring finger of his right hand faced down, revealing the ten rings mark on his calloused palm.

"Who are you? Sasha Hammer." The man dragged his voice, looked at Mansha's branded goods that were only available in specialty stores, and showed a slightly sarcastic smile, "Or Sha Man?"

Mansha's answer to this was to raise her hand abruptly to catch the matchbox thrown by him, and burn it to ashes.Cold red flames covered her right arm. Maybe it was because of something wrong with the matchbox, or maybe it was because of other reasons. The power given to her by the mark of the Ten Rings suddenly increased several times.

"Come in, [Prince]."

The man stood up, and it was only then that Mansha noticed the ethnic fringed hem under his black windbreaker, "Whether you are a bald chicken or Costin, you will always know when the time comes."

Man Sha followed behind him, stepping on the corridor made of thin iron sheets, observing the other party's walking posture with some skills, and asked after a while, "What do I need to do?"

"A group of talents were sent from Afghanistan. If you have the ability, then they are yours. By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. I am one of the ten commandments of the leader, code-named red." Concerned about the heat brought by Mars, instead he grinned because of this, showing a nasty smile, "If it doesn't work, I don't mind collecting your body."

Man Sha didn't stop, she just identified the question and said: "So, can you kill people?"

"of course."

Hong first opened the rusty iron door on the fifth floor, and when she turned her head, she turned sideways to let her see the empty fighting field and the barbed wire fence, "The American police can't control black accounts."

Mansha walked past him and met pairs of probing eyes.Low-quality tobacco was mixed with sweat, and many men were shirtless. Just looking at it, they felt a wave of heat rushing toward their faces.

"Can they understand English?"

Hong shrugged, "Who knows."

"Then please translate it." Mansha took off the white shawl that Justin had chosen for her, and twirled it around her neck as a warm-up. "Tell them, if you don't agree with me, go with me."

Anyway, she was very upset during this period of time, and if she didn't act anymore, her whole body would be perverted.Mansha looked around at everyone present, picking out good opponents just like the prelude to hunting in the mountains.Because Man Yaojin is a standard vegetarian, she can only do it herself if she wants to eat meat, no matter how ferocious the beast is, in the end it will all become her meal.

All the people swept by Mansha trembled involuntarily.

Those eyes were really penetrating. As soon as Mansha took off the clothes that were in the way, her whole demeanor changed.Like the top predator in the mountains and forests, everything he sees is prey. This attitude of not treating other people as the same kind at all makes the people around him hesitate for a while.

"Aren't you coming?" Mansha chuckled, "Then I'll pull it up."

boom!

Break off the hand of the prey!

lb!

Crack the prey's legs!

Man Sha smiled, and punched the third prey in the face with her left hand. The slight pain in her knuckles was nothing compared to the pleasure of feeling the other's teeth broken.

Two minutes later, there were people lying around her, and the continuous sound of punching and punching to the flesh was almost painful to hear.Man Sha pressed a man's waist with her knees, and was about to make him completely lose his defense, when she tilted her head suddenly, she avoided the fist behind her, and grabbed it with her free left hand, directly smashing the attacker to the ground in front of her.

What was even more unfortunate was that there were bloodstains and teeth beaten down by Mansha all over the floor, forcing deep marks on the man's face.

"Crack!"

Man Sha stepped on the opponent's dislocated shoulder, and the tyranny in her heart was completely released. She turned her head to look at the other people who almost retreated to the wall, and asked in a good mood: "Anyone else wants to come?"

Hong held the fifth cigarette between his hands, sneered, and said, "They are all yours now."

"Well, first things first."

Man Sha pulled back the dislocated part of the person below, patted the bloody face, and said seriously: "You all go to the language training class."

The red smoke fell to the ground with a thud, and he didn't care to pick it up, but instead looked like what the hell are you talking about.Man Sha stared at this gangster who didn't know what "knowledge can change fate" and sighed, not hiding her worry.

After listening to her explanation, Hong frowned: "The leader is from Mongolia."

"so?"

"Genghis Khan conquered Europe with his cavalry back then." Hong bent down, grabbed the man's throat that Mansha stepped on, and slowly tightened it, "As his descendant, you have to remember that controlling soldiers is not based on grace. "

Regardless of the struggle of the person under his hand, he just stared at Mansha and said with a smile: "Look, like this, the fear of death, the fear of the strong, and the fear of you are what make them dare not betray fundamental."

"Let him go." Man Sha grabbed Hong's wrist and said coldly.

"Why, do you want to intercede?" Hong Yi raised his eyebrows, the ring on his right ring finger burned out of thin air, the cold red flame looked quite threatening, "[Prince], you have nothing in common with the leader."

This sentence may hit Man Yaojin, but it is useless to her.

"Let go, don't make me say it a second time."

Man Sha's cold eyes looked directly at Shang Hong, the sign of the Ten Commandments emerged, and the flame on her right arm was ready to go, "Since they are mine now, the only person who can decide their life and death is me."

The two flames crossed, the heat wave boiled, and even the outline of the room was distorted in sight.

"Okay." Hong let go, and the red flame disappeared, "Since that's the case, I hope you will lead them to achieve good results."

The Ten Rings Gang gave Mansha a group of Afghani black households. Although their English skills need to be repaired, they are all professional mercenary-level masters.In addition, due to the existence of a special department like S.H.I.E.L.D., the Ten Rings focused only on developing informants in New York until Man Yaojin decided to release his sister.

From a wealthy family like Mansha, even if she does something out of the ordinary, for the sake of Hanmer Industry and the contacts left in the political circle by the previous generation, agents and the FBI will not be able to investigate her head (the heads of superheroes are all still frozen).

then--

Mansha got a map, from Queens to Manhattan, all within the hunting range given by the Ten Rings.Biting the cap of her pen, she drew a red circle on the map and was thinking about where to start when the phone at Hanmer Villa rang.

"Hello?"

Osborne answered in a familiar tone in front of his father. Looking at the other party's indifferent attitude from the corner of his eye, he immediately sarcastically hooked the corner of his mouth, and then continued to the other end of the phone: "Let's make an appointment Let's see each other in time."

Man Sha was taken aback when she heard that, if she remembered correctly, she didn't have much friendship with this young master.

"Believe me, Miss Man, you will not regret it."

Osborne's voice carried a touch of intimacy, as if whispering to the closest person, and when she emphasized her surname, it was deliberately blurred by the ambiguity.

Man Sha frowned, and finally nodded in agreement.

Because she introduced herself at school as "Sasha Hammer", not "Sha Man".No matter what Osborn wants to do, being able to investigate the villa's phone number is considered quite capable.

In any case, in the mission of the Ten Rings Gang, she also needs a "local person" who knows all kinds of rules.

Harry Osborn hung up the phone, his father put down the documents in his hand, glanced at him, and said, "I thought you only had Peter as a friend."

"How is that possible."

Harry tore off the typed paper with the phone number sent by the secretary, because this time it was his father who got things done, and he replied patiently, "When you go to a new school in the future, things like friends will definitely be more difficult." More and more."

"That's all right, but Peter's side—"

"I know."

Harry interrupted, "He will always be my 'best friend,' so please allow me to leave now."

"Well, next time you want to see me, remember to make an appointment with the secretary first." The father turned his attention back to the documents, and said in a cold tone, "Break into the office again, even if your surname is Osborne, the security guards have the right to drive you out. "

"I see."

Harry turned around, and his smiling face darkened instantly.

After half a year, if the lady secretary who bought the villa comes again, she will be very surprised.Except for the study room on the second floor of the villa, the rest of the rooms were opened up by Mansha, and all kinds of exercise equipment were brought in one by one, and finally became a training ground shared by her and her subordinates.

Justin has been here twice, because he can't see the tendons on those mercenaries, and he can't say anything because of the prestige of the Mandarin, so the number of times he came to see her gradually decreased.

Man Sha is very happy with this, because some things are not suitable for him to see.

"Of course, see you later, Harry."

After hooking up the phone, Mansha leaned against the back of the sofa chair in the study, clasped her hands together, smiled and stared at the tied man at her feet, "You heard me, I'm in a hurry, I'll explain to you in a minute."

"Old. Boss." The man raised his face, trying to express a pitiful expression on his beaten face.

"56 seconds."

The man was dying, "I was really wronged."

"boom!"

"I told you I was in a hurry." Man Sha casually threw the gun back under the coffee table, and told the subordinates standing guard by the door: "If there are still people who dare to sell white powder, deal with it directly, and don't bother me next time."

"Yes."

"By the way." Man Sha straightened the folds of her shirt in the mirror, got up and was about to leave, and said suddenly, "Last time I talked about the five social insurance and one housing fund system for prostitutes. The plan is sorted out and brought here to me."

"……Yes."

Hearing the other party's hesitation, Man Sha raised her eyebrows, "Do you think I'm mentally ill?"

"no!"

Mansha laughed, and didn't bother to explain to him how influential these sex workers are, but got into the car and signaled the driver to go to the old place.

A retro-style ice cream shop, with a black Maybach parked outside the door.Seeing the car, Mansha knew that someone had arrived.

"The next step is to cleanse people to the bright side." Harry put his hands on his chin, and his reserved smile always seemed evil to Mansha, "After all, I haven't been involved in pornography, gambling and drugs, so the difficulty is not high. .”

Man Sha bit the straw of her cup of strawberry milk tea and praised: "I just like your confidence."

A son from a rich family whose father is still alive, if he hadn't taken the initiative to find him at the beginning, if it wasn't for this self-confidence, they would not have concluded this special relationship.

"That's a good cooperation?"

"Happy cooperation." Man Sha sucked up the milk tea in one gulp, leaving words to satisfy her collaborators before leaving, "That pharmaceutical company will be in trouble soon."

Then, Osborne Enterprises will soon have another mess that can't be shaken off.

Harry stared at the glass, and he didn't look away until he saw Mansha get into the car.Facing the warm light in the store, his pale complexion was even worse than when the two first met.

☆, reason

? Mansha nestled on the sofa watching TV, biting a strawberry-flavored lollipop, and distractedly listening to her subordinate's report.

"So, there are still seven who are unwilling to form a new family here." Mansha changed the channel with the remote control, and the advertisement was broadcasting, and the actress with broken ears and hair was smiling sideways.Judging from her recent appearance rate, this porn star is completely popular.

Standing out from the crowd of whores, this woman who will take a chance is really nice.

"Yes."

"Then let the girls give up." Mansha bit the candy into pieces—her sweet tooth was getting closer to Justin's, "Raise the level of surveillance on them, and kill them immediately if there is any abnormality."

After she seized the territory in Queens, she not only started to curb drug trafficking (marijuana is also shrinking the sales network), but also improved the welfare of her special professionals.At first, many people couldn't understand it.But it was precisely because of her strict control that the group of mercenaries sent by the Ten Rings were not assimilated by the New York gang. Not only did they maintain their superior combat effectiveness, most of them also established long-term relationships with the girls.

Money, beauty, power, these temptations are like a transparent spider web, making them sink in the struggle.Compared with the peripheral younger brothers recruited later, this group of mercenaries is the weight of Mansha's foothold in New York. Compared with Hong's fear control of her subordinates, she is more willing to use conspiracy and make them willing to use for herself.

With the arrival of the new year, Hammer Industry's share in the military industry market was once again taken away by Stark, and after its two subsidiaries were annexed, the firearms produced were given new surnames in an instant.Justin didn't show much concern on the surface, but after eating three ice creams from Cool Sacred Stones in one breath, he handed over the secret lines of the two companies to his niece, implying that she could do whatever she wanted.

In this regard, Mansha and Harry, the young master of the Osborne family, conspired to resell the Stark-named weapons directly to the war zone.The difference they earned was invested in Hollywood. They opened a small production company and bought some films that did not make any money. Using the excuse of opening up the DVD rental market, they successfully spread their sphere of influence across the United States.

(It's a surprise to have a few celebrities popular)

In any case, since the beginning of this year, the Ten Rings' attention to Mansha has increased again.Not to mention the large-scale export of resources, when the Ten Commandments cadres from Eastern Europe and Asia came to New York, they stopped being perfunctory to her and spoke more cautiously.

But Mansha is still not happy!

I don't know if it's because of the Ten Rings Gang or the Mandarin, but Justin, as her guardian, has always refused her application to return to China.And Man Yao is now in a hermitage in the Himalayas, she can't tell others with confidence.What is even more troublesome is another partner, One-Eyed, who never likes humans, and whose whereabouts are harder to track than her brother.

For a while, Mansha had no way to contact them.

The only thing she can do now is probably to continue to expand her power until she becomes a senior cadre like Hong, and she probably has the power to decide whether she will stay or not.

"So, you're wasting so much time just thinking about it?"

Harry Osborn was invited, and handed the unbuttoned suit jacket to the tattooed man on Mansha's left hand, and sat calmly on the other side, not forgetting to raise his chin reservedly at the other party, "When you go out, please Close the door, thank you."

This unpretentious and natural attitude is almost as if he is the master here.

The big man in the racer vest stared at him coldly, expressionless.The people around Mansha were changing all the time, and they usually stayed for a few weeks before being released by her as a small boss.

In other words, it is a potential gangster stock whose bank deposits will never exceed $500 at present.The big man was wearing a custom-made handmade suit stiffly, but the tense arm muscles were enough to prove how uncomfortable and... tense he was.

Mansha removed the wrapping paper of the next lollipop, and gave instructions without raising her head, "Listen to him."

"Yes."

Following the sound of the door closing behind her, Man Sha looked at her partner—ignoring his dissatisfaction with her lazy sitting posture, and asked, "Then what good idea do you have?"

"It's simple."

Osborne leaned over, picked up the crumpled candy wrapper that Mansha had thrown on the coffee table, and after smoothing it patiently, the corners of his shallow mouth slowly curved up, "It depends on whether you want it or not."

Mansha looked at him with her chin propped up, the candy was crunching in her mouth.

A boy of this age looks different every day, obviously he hasn't seen him for a while, this guy is growing taller like crazy like the bean sprout that was handed out in biology class.She felt that her neck was a little sore, and then she looked away, not looking at this person who was obviously much taller than herself.

Man Sha pursed her lips and said, "Tell me."

"Sokovia is at war, board a smuggling ship from there, and take the Mediterranean waterway to find out where you are going." Osborn's eyes were glued to the paper crane he was folding, and his voice seemed rather strange. Casual, as if the person who is encouraging Mansha is not me, "I just go to Eastern Europe to relax, no one has any reason to stop you."

Man Sha was a little moved, bit the plastic stick that still had a sweet smell, and said, "Justin doesn't need a reason."

"We can grow the 'business' to Sokovia."

A paper crane ready to fly was completed, Osborne bowed his head, his golden-brown bangs were adorned with dark light, and lightly brushed his black and blue eyes.Obviously the corners of the mouth were curled up, but no smile was reflected in those ice blue eyes, "As long as you need."

Thanks to Tony Stark, Justin has never been principled when it comes to him.Not to mention reselling Stark's weapons, Mansha believed that even if she said she was going to blow up Stark's headquarters, her uncle would smile and encourage her to do so.

"Oh, dear." Mansha's voice was sweet, "You are simply my angel."

"Angel—Fanny (one of the fallen angels, a symbol of resistance to authority)?" Osborn continued in a low voice, clenched his hands, and crumpled the folded paper cranes into a ball.

Man Sha twitched in her heart, "...Who is that?"

"Okay, dear Miss Man." Osborne glanced up at her, imitating her tone just now, with a slight mocking voice, "You reminded me again that there is an unbeliever here."

"So?" Man Sha raised her eyebrows.

The corners of Osborne's mouth fluctuated a little, and he said, "In order for the company to avoid taxes reasonably, please do not expose this point again."

"of course."

Man Sha drawled her voice, and stared at him for a long time, but unfortunately, the face of a rich man who was always misunderstood as an overindulgent man could not make people read too much real information.Compared with the immature one a year ago, the current Osborne, as long as he wants, no one can lift his mask.

Giving up the idea of ​​whether this guy is tired or not, Man Sha shrugged, "But you know, I only do this in front of you."

In the presence of happy allies, it doesn't hurt to be presumptuous at all.What's more, she really has no sense of belonging to the United States. Although almost all of her wealth is known by the other party, she is not afraid of the other party's turning against her at all.The power given by the Ten Rings would not have developed so rapidly without Osborn.

Without him, she wouldn't be able to make up her mind to do many dirty things.

Even if she becomes more powerful now, she doesn't want to prove herself to her father like Osborn.Her father imprinted a mark on her face, her uncle was an arms dealer, her brother promoted feudal superstition all day long, and her only childhood friend was an inhuman.

Life is hard, enjoy yourself in time.

So even though she knew that Osborn was behind her back and had private connections with the Ten Rings Gang, it did not prevent her from continuing to work happily with the other party.

The trust in these words was taken for granted. Osborn rubbed the paper crane whose edge was damaged, and his eyes sharpened for a moment.He got up and put it back on the coffee table, his eyes lingered on it again, and then he said softly: "I have a meeting at one o'clock in the afternoon, it's time to go."

"It's better not to give it away." Man Sha tore open the package of the third lollipop, and responded perfunctorily.

"...Eat less." Osborn turned his head, looked down at her messy hair, and held his hand condescendingly, "The mouth is so sweet, I can't go to Eastern Europe without me to help you contact the dentist."

Hearing this curse, Man Sha shook the hand holding Tang, and then gave him a sideways glance, "Go to hell."

"Don't worry, I will definitely put flowers on your tombstone before you die." Osborne smiled even more.

"Goodbye, friends!"

"Well, to save our friendship."

Mansha's anger had already reached a critical point, and Osborn walked to the door with regret, and continued without sincerity: "I will give you a big gift later."

——as a sweet return gift.

In the eastern Mediterranean, next to Italy, Sokovia is at war.

Thunderous vibrations resounded through the sky, and there was no one in the buildings covered in thick ash, only the sound of firefights between the free army and the government army.Man Sha nestled in the back seat of the armored vehicle, wearing her earphones crookedly, and the intense rock music was playing on the Walkman, but she was very harmonious with the scene outside.

Because it is the first time to do "business" with this place, the other party always needs to inspect the goods first.It just so happened that Mansha still needed someone to help her contact the local snake, so she waited patiently for a while until today.

"Boom! Boom—"

Another small building was destroyed by shells. Mansha listened to the song and tapped her fingertips on her knees to entertain herself.Countless brown dust hit the car window, the car body was impacted, and began to shake following her rhythm.

War, death, birth.

She seemed to be able to see how those howling souls struggled to lift off into the air, and then entered the cycle of reincarnation.She thought that at least she would feel sad, but subconsciously touched the left side of her face, feeling like being splashed with ice water, and suddenly felt bored.

If you don't have yourself, there will be others. Instead of groaning here, it's better to climb to a high position as soon as possible and let those arms dealers go bankrupt.The Mandarin taught her this truth in less than two years through the Ten Commandments Gang.

As long as there are humans, there can be no real peace.

A dud rolled down from the height of the ruins, and Gululu made another two circles, and finally stopped within reach of a pair of twins.

On the left, the stumps of their adoptive parents are still crushed in the pile of concrete covered with steel bars.The twin brother hugged his sister tightly, and at the same time breathed lightly, staring at the killer in front of him who might take his life away at any time.

On that, the manufacturer's name is printed.

— Stark. ?

☆, killing

?The smoke-smelling sky was still vibrating, as if countless thunder monsters were roaring towards the ground, but the dud was very silent, just like that, silent to the fear of the twins.

Sokovia, where the war is raging, seems to have pressed the pause button here.

The shell of the dud was covered with dust, but the garnet-red standard print stings the eye more than blood.The twins, who were so close to the killer, tried their best to hold their breath until they couldn't hold back, then exhaled slowly and desperately, their whole bodies were so stiff that even their little fingers were almost like stone statues.

Stark, Stark, Stark...

They held each other's hands tightly, and the church spire in the center of Sokovia reflected the alternating light of day and night, staining the two similar eyes with cruelty.Until the government army won, the name of the devil had been silently recited for two days and two nights on their trembling tongues.

"Demonstration. OK?"

Man Sha took off the headphones and wrapped a gold chain around her neck. The man with the high nose and deep eyes raised his eyebrows and said, "So, the boarding will be postponed for a few days."

"No, don't worry." The man smiled, and contempt for the poor people overflowed from the gap between his teeth, "I have experience in this regard."

Sokovia hadn't recovered from the war yet. Broken bricks and steel bars lay wantonly on the side of the road, being run over by groups of armored vehicles.

"lb!"

Pebbles bounced off the bulletproof glass. Mansha turned her head and saw an excited demonstrator being dragged down by government forces.However, this did not have a deterrent effect. More and more people were pushing forward. Compared with them, the government troops in uniform camouflage uniforms were like thin Indian flying cakes.

Seeing this scene, Mansha touched the gun holster on her thigh subconsciously, "Is it really all right?"

Although she couldn't understand the local language, she could tell the anger of the crowd just from her expression.For the hidden purpose of this itinerary, she did not bring the mercenaries sent by the red at all. The two newcomers around her were not so much for combat power, as they were for the show and to prevent the purchaser from underestimating them.

The man with the golden chain snorted, took her reaction into his eyes, picked up the black square walkie-talkie in the next second, and said angrily, "Get ready!"

The moment he opened his mouth, Mansha noticed the three people walking out of the crowd holding the cross, and said anxiously: "No, wait—"

That's too late!

The government army Qiqi pulled the safety catch of the gun——

Clergymen in solemn black robes stood there, between the military and demonstrators, trying to prevent the situation from deteriorating.Even facing the dark muzzle, their expressions are as benevolent and compassionate as they are during the worship ceremony. Just looking into the eyes of these pious saints, the restless soul seems to be able to calm down slowly.

Infected by them, many demonstrators retreated silently, lowered their heads, and drew the sign of the cross.

However—a disdainful smile appeared on the face of the gold chain man, "Do it."

"boom!"

The first shot was shot very accurately, and blood slowly soaked on the chest of the elder who was the head of the three priests.

But the black cloth covered this up well. The elder did not lower his head, did not look at his wound, but looked around at the believers in front of him with silent and longing eyes, moved his lips, and spoke in a hoarse voice. Gently said: "God said... don't come near, take off your shoes, because the place you are standing on is a holy place."

This comes from the teachings of the "Bible-The Book of Exodus", but he has no time to say more.

—I will stretch out my hand in the midst of Egypt and perform all my wonders against the land, and then he will let you go.

—I will give you favor in the eyes of the Egyptians, so that when you go, you will not go away empty-handed.

May you all wake up already on Paradise Earth.The elder smiled, his pupils slowly dilated, and suddenly fell to the ground.

The crowd screamed even more painfully!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Facing the government army with Stark's latest hot weapon, no matter how many demonstrators there are, they are just a group of poor lambs waiting to be slaughtered.The young clergyman carried his teacher on his back in a daze, followed the crowd in a daze amidst the gunshots and bullets, and turned his head from time to time, but he couldn't find another companion protecting the holy object from among the messy heads.

The waves of voices one after another almost broke through the limit of human vocal cords, like the mournful cries of a cub before dying, which made Mansha, who was facing all these directly, extremely uncomfortable.

Before that, at best, she was just a hooligan who regularly collected protection fees.Even if it was a murder, she would first confirm that the other party was guilty, and after satisfying her negligible sense of morality, she shot him to death.

Rather than like this, taking pleasure in playing with the same kind.

"As I said, it will be soon." The man with the gold chain blew on his right index finger, with a nasty smile on his face.Obviously the crowd had been dispersed, but he ordered his men to continue shooting, not caring about the weak begging for mercy.

Such a guy is really annoying.

Even if it is a business partner, it is only a recent development. If it is lost, Osborn should not be angry.

"How about it, better than your man." The man leaned over, his eyes were full of strange desires because of the massacre just now, and his breath became more and more rapid with the choking smell of smoke, "Do you want to follow me..."

"Sorry, I have a call."

Man Sha grabbed his hand that was about to touch her face, then dialed the red number expressionlessly, and said quickly in Chinese: "[I want to ask, who is the nearest force of the Ten Rings Gang to Sokovia]?" How far?]"

"[I don't know about this.]" Hong sat on a spacious black-grained wooden chair, lowered his head and wiped the surface of the red stone ring with white silk, and the hand holding the phone for him did not dare to move. Beads of sweat dripping unceasingly, "[What, what's the matter?]"

“[Yes, I want to kill someone.]”

Man Sha stared at the mess outside the window, even though the man with the golden chain was sitting in front of her, her tone was soft without any killing intent, "[Now, immediately, immediately.]"

“[Then kill.]”

Hong held up the ring, carefully admired the only light in the dark room, and replied very perfunctorily: "[Five hours, I'll let them pick you up.]"

"[Thanks.]"

"[My honor.]" Hong sneered, and added lazily to the end of the hung up phone, "[Prince.]"

"[Compared to Man Yaojin, you are still more like him.]"

Hong put the ring back on the ring finger of his right hand, and turned its position obsessively, then looked at the subordinate who was still holding the phone, and said coldly in Afghan language: "Tell Ethan to save Stark. "

"But, but the shell fragments are in the heart..."

"Oh, tell him then." Hong sneered, "If you can't do it, die."

"You should be glad that you can die so easily."

Mansha shook off the man's body, and made a silence gesture to the soldier in the driver's seat who was turning back, with the sign of the Ten Commandments clearly appearing on her face.The index finger of his right hand swiped across the locked glass window, the high temperature power was activated, and a large circle was immediately burned out.She kicked hard again with her foot, and the window flew straight out.

"Good luck." Mansha jumped out, "Goodbye."

Even if she has some abilities, according to online games, she is just a little crispy with high offense and low defense.Protecting her head, she rolled several times on the side of the uneven ground. Regardless of her burning back, she got up and rushed towards the alley beside the avenue.

Just kidding, there are more than 30 armored vehicles behind.Once the special car of Jinlian stopped, the fool knew something had happened.Before that, she must at least find a bunker to avoid the strafing.

There was a faint exclamation from behind, and Mansha's complexion sank, she gave up the alley with a large number of piles of objects, and turned directly into an earthen building beside her with smashed windows.

"People ran away, over there!"

Huh - Man Sha shrank in the corner, rubbed her shoulders, and slowly moved to the door on the other side.Fierce footsteps continued outside, and she even heard the muffled sound of metal hitting flesh, and then someone fired two shots while taking advantage of the chaos.

Tsk, Man Sha checked the time with her mobile phone, it was more than four hours before the appointment with Hong.

Before that, she needs to find a few locals.

After all, if she kills the ruler, it will cause chaos in this place.As a redemption gift for itchy hands, before leaving, a reliable person must be found to stabilize the overall situation.Or, give him Osborne's contact information.

Even her Chinese teacher in the country knew the words of the great leader—"Government grows out of the barrel of a gun."

Nothing more than that.

Time is tight.

Loosening the holster, hooking the trigger with her right hand, Mansha leaned against the door and listened for a while. After confirming that it was safe, she gently pushed open a small slit and looked out vigilantly.

Due to the previous war, the condition of the connecting rooms is not good.The crooked hanging beam leaned against the wall, from the sofa to the long table five steps away, there were finger-sized sawdust everywhere.Man Sha's eyes moved around in between, and finally stopped on the floor, her pupils shrank unconsciously.

Apparently, she was not the first visitor.

On the floor tiles covered with yellow powder, the footprints printed are not evenly spaced.There are at least two people, and the pace is very chaotic, either exhausted or injured.

Without letting go of the gun in her hand, Man Sha pushed the door completely open with her foot, and walked in slowly.

There was only one large empty soup bowl left on the long table. The edges of other wooden tableware were a little dusty, but the bottom was clean, and there should have been food in it.Man Sha turned her head and found several obvious signs of rummaging around. It was obvious that the previous visitor was not familiar with the location of the object she was looking for, and she should not be the owner of this room.

To sum up, there are few people, no professional training, and more importantly, the combat effectiveness is not high.

Very good, exactly what she was looking for.

"Pietro, wake up."

Wanda struggled to grab the twin brother's hand, and dragged him into the shadow under the outdoor stairs after being hit by a stray bullet. Then she sat down on the ground, holding each other's hand tightly, and said in a voice that was almost whimpering, "Please, be sober, be sober. One point, don't leave me!"

Pietro's closed eyelids moved, but under Wanda Xiji's gaze, they still didn't open.On the contrary, his dry lip skin is