Video Bloggers in Meiman

"No, I just said if, the host's current coin count is 0." The small TV floated in the air and said in a clear and irritating voice.

"..."

"What about the barrage, isn't there?"

The small TV shook the two small antennas above its head and said, "The host is really smart."

"You rest."

Zhang Ming rolled his eyes, many abilities of the beep station system have not been unlocked, and the only thing he can rely on is editing.

During the 5-second editing time, Zhang Ming watched it a dozen times before and after, took a deep breath, and chose a point in time.

The leader of the robbers just waved, and before the other people raised their hands, Zhang Ming pushed Abu away and shouted, "Hide." At the same time, with the help of the reaction force, a tumbling rushed in front of one of the robbers. .

The gunshots sounded, Zhang Ming gritted his teeth, and his calf was pierced!

Zhang Ming didn't dare to stop, so he jumped on a masked robber, pulled out the pistol on his leg, and started editing.

The reality of him rolling and being shot was deleted. In the eyes of the robbers, Zhang Ming just pushed Abu away, disappeared like a ghost, and then came to their companions and pulled out a pistol——

Three shots in a row!

The bullet pierced through the chest of the masked robber, and the sprayed blood fell on Zhang Ming's face. It was hot and smelly. Zhang Ming felt a strong sense of vomiting. Before he could digest the guilt of killing, several bullets passed from his side. swept over.

Zhang Ming hugged the dead masked robber, used his tall body as a shield, and hid behind him. The pistol stretched out from the robber's armpit and shot at the remaining robbers one after another.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Abu crawled out from under the car, picked up a rifle, and fired at the robbers.

Under the cheating of editing, the seven or eight robbers suppressed by two people couldn't raise their heads. Zhang Ming launched four more editing, as if he had turned into a sharpshooter. Every bullet seemed to have eyes and hit the robbers one after another.

"careful!"

Abu turned the gun's head, pointed directly at Zhang Ming's back, pulled the trigger, and the bullet was fired from the muzzle, followed by a scream.

A robber fell with his hands covered, got up quickly, and ran into the wilderness in horror.

Just now, his last companion was shot and fell down. These two people, especially the yellow-skinned guy, were simply cursed monsters. The bullets were afraid of touching his body like a demon.

When the robber who escaped was knocked down, the hood fell, revealing a young face that looked less than fifteen years old, completely a child.

Zhang Ming pressed down Abu's gun and shook his head.

The young robber disappeared into the night, maybe he would tip off someone and bring more companions to take revenge, but Zhang Ming couldn't shoot a minor who gave up resistance.

There is blood everywhere on the ground, some robbers are already dead, and some are waiting to die. In this wilderness, no one can save them.

Zhang Ming walked up to the leader and asked, "Why did you kill me?" Abu stood aside to translate for him.

The leader vomited blood, "Someone spent 20 to buy your life, USA knife."

"Who is going to kill me?"

"I don't know, I don't even know it's you who they are going to kill. The order I received is: If there is an Asian man between the ages of 18 and 25, about 175 years old, and trying to go to Horst, we will You can just kill them. Just give them the video..."

The leader coughed violently, and a large mouth of blood poured out. He was about to die, but he kept smiling, his mouth wide open. The red blood reflected on the white teeth, which was very clear.

"Boy, you are dead, I will wait for you in hell! You are dead..."

The leader's voice gradually decreased, Zhang Ming ignored a dead man, turned around and asked Abu: "I will move on, what do you do? Listen to what he said, the road ahead will be very dangerous. If you want to quit, I don't blame you. , here are a few of their cars, you can drive one back."

"I'm not going, it's my job."

"you sure?"

Abu shrugged and stretched out his hand, "Of course, I will ask the employer to add money, I hope you don't mind."

Zhang Ming smiled and held his hand and said, "Don't worry, the most important thing they don't need is money."

As an old fan, I have ridiculed Yi Jianlian a lot in the past. One of the most impressive stalks is: Yi Di dunks in the air, smiles slightly, and takes two points in anger.Looking back now, as a Chinese, to be able to stand on the stage of the NBA, has already made unimaginable efforts.Tonight at the Men's Basketball World Cup, I wish the Chinese team a great victory!

Chapter 8 The three buyers who were targeted

Dark, stuffy workshop.

"what's your name?"

"Ethan."

"Ethan," repeated an unshaven man with an iron bump on his chest with a dozen wires running all the way to a portable power supply.

"I'm glad to meet you," the man said.

He is the target of Zhang Ming's rescue, the C protagonist of the Marvel world, Tony Stark, the future Iron Man.

Ethan was a thin, middle-aged man with glasses, a dirty suit and waistcoat, and a bald head.

The two of them are now a grasshopper on their bodies, and they were both caught by the Ten Rings Gang and asked them to create a powerful missile called "Jerigo".

Among them, Ethan is half a "senior". He was caught a while ago. The iron lump on Tony's chest is his masterpiece. He saved Tony's life with a portable battery.

"What is this?"

Ethan watched Tony use a few grams of palladium and a pile of scrap metal to assemble a gadget that glowed blue. "It can be nothing like a Jericho missile."

"Because it's not at all. It's the Ark Reactor, and there's a bigger one downstairs in my house that powers my factory." Tony lifted the Ark Reactor, the despair in his eyes gradually disappearing.