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Back at the restaurant, Angela and the chef stared at Zhang Ming curiously.

"Are you Chinese? Chinese Kung Fu?" Angela asked excitedly, little stars seemed to twinkle in her azure blue eyes.

Because of the angle, she didn't see the whole process of what happened, and could only hear the screams of different people.

"Forget it." Zhang Ming glanced at the few people who were escaping in a hurry. Since he couldn't stay overnight, he had to pretend he had to pretend. Your restaurant is causing trouble."

"What kind of trouble can they cause, just a few gangsters at the bottom of Hell's Kitchen." Uncle Chef said disdainfully.

"That would be the best."

Zhang Ming took the paper bag that Angela handed over, which contained a sandwich and a hot dog. He took out ten dollars and put it on the table, reluctant to leave Roman Restaurant.

Most of the plots in the Marvel movie world take place in New York, so Zhang Ming's long-term settlement in the future must be this bustling metropolis.

Taking into account the possible disasters in the future, Zhang Ming did not consider buying real estate. During the day, at the recommendation of Happy, he found an apartment hotel as a base.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Ming restrained himself from staying up late, turned off the lights and went to bed early, just as the lights in his room dimmed, in the opposite building, Obadiah's bodyguard captain, Andy slowly put down telescope.

"The target is about to go to sleep, and in two hours, it will start moving."

Chapter 14 What should I do if I was attacked by nine burly men at night?

"Report the situation."

"One team in place."

On the roof of the apartment building, four men in black combat uniforms responded. They fixed the rope on the roof, tied the other end to the waist with a pulley device, and stepped on the eaves, ready to act at any time.

"What about the second team?"

Five people in the same clothes walked in the fire escape of the apartment. They carefully stepped on the carpet between the corridors. At the end of the corridor was Zhang Ming's apartment, and whispered, "The second team is in place."

Andy was lying on the top floor of the opposite office building, holding a sniper rifle. The unique cold touch of the gun pressed against his cheek, helping him stay awake and calm.

As Obadiah's most trusted bodyguard, Andy has always been a pessimist. He will think about the problem from the worst angle. No matter what he does, he will make [-]% preparation, which makes him It gets the job done perfectly every time.

To deal with Zhang Ming alone, or in the case of a surprise attack, Andy still arranged a team of ten people to attack from the window and the main entrance respectively. It can be intercepted by long-range sniper at the first time.

"Check equipment one last time, and act in twenty seconds."

The team members silently checked the equipment. They were equipped with anesthesia guns and pistols with conventional ammunition. They found that Zhang Ming resisted violently and could not complete the arrest task, so they were killed on the spot.

When the time was up, members of the first team quickly slipped through the rope, and one of the second team walked out and stuck a miniature blasting bomb to the door lock...

Whoa!

The glass in the bedroom shattered first, and the four armed men untied the ropes around their waists and rushed towards Zhang Ming who had just woken up!

Zhang Ming reacted immediately, he pulled out the gun under the pillow, and as soon as he raised his hand, he was pressed down by one person, and another person rushed up, the muzzle of the gun was against his thigh, and a stinging pain came, Zhang Ming See that is a needle.

Anesthesia gun!

As soon as the word appeared in his brain, a huge wave of dizziness appeared, and Zhang Ming quickly started editing.

Back in time five seconds ago, Zhang Ming opened his eyes, picked up the pistol under the pillow, and aimed the muzzle at the window.

As soon as he finished this action, the window was kicked to smash again, and four men dressed in black, who seemed to melt into the darkness, broke in!

Zhang Ming pulled the trigger and emptied the magazine without hesitation!

The attackers didn't expect Zhang Ming to prepare in advance. They were caught off guard and were shot one after another. With a scream, they fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

They didn't die. The heavy body armor saved their lives. Only one unlucky guy was shot through his crotch and couldn't stand up for a while. The other three hid by the bed, picked up their guns and started shooting.

Zhang Mingfu lowered his body, rolled over, and left the bedroom.

As soon as he walked into the living room, he heard a slight explosion, and a thick smoke floated from the front door. Through the smoke, five people rushed in quickly.

They have excellent tactical literacy. The three people in front glanced at them with guns and moved forward quickly. The two people in the back were half-squatting on the ground, ready to provide fire support to their teammates at any time.

Zhang Ming hid by the wall and observed with a third-view camera.

There are four people in the bedroom and five people in the living room. This apartment is not big. The other party can find Zhang Ming in a second or two at most, and they will attack him from back and forth and surround him.

"Still covering your face...does it make sense?"

Zhang Ming couldn't help but complain, he has only been in the Marvel World for a few days, and he has only provoked three groups of people.

The fat white gang in Hell's Kitchen, the Ten Rings terrorists, and Obadiah.

The first one is a poor guy, and he doesn't have the guts, and the second one... Hehe, if they dare to set foot on American soil, capitalist sugar-coated cannonballs will teach them how to behave.

The only one who has the strength to organize a group of well-equipped and well-trained militants to carry out raids is the bald big brother, Obadiah, who has worked hard for the prosperity and revival of Stark's industry.

Zhang Ming glanced at the backstage of the eye-beep station system, and there were thirteen barrages.

"Enough."

Crouching in the corner, he observed secretly through the third-view camera, calling for the barrage function in his heart, and a green cross cursor suddenly appeared in the center of his line of sight. The cursor moved with Zhang Ming's line of sight and automatically locked onto the five attackers in the living room.

"Barrage launch!"

The air behind Zhang Ming fluctuated like a tidal wave. Following his instructions, five white rays of light shot out from behind, streaked arcs, and hit the bodies of the five attackers.

Ordinary barrage has the power of a rifle, even if wearing body armor, under the strong impact, the five people are like broken sacks, Duang~Duang~ slammed into the wall and passed out.

After dealing with the four people in the bedroom in the same way, Zhang Ming turned on the light, dragged the nine people to the living room, tied them one by one, arranged them in a neat row, and then splashed them with cold water to wake them up.