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Dry!

Miyamoto stopped thinking pessimistically, which meant nothing to him.He put down the teacup, wiped his face vigorously with his warm palm, trying to make himself more energetic.

"So, do you have a clue, or a direction to pursue?"

Facing Miyamoto's suppressed anger and despair, Murakami nodded slowly.

Squeak——

Miyamoto stood up suddenly, and the chair rubbed against the ground, making an unpleasant sound, which attracted the attention of shop assistants and customers.

"Where is it! Let's go there now!"

Murakami beckoned and told him to sit down and not worry.

"Since I was chosen as an abandoned child and stayed to deal with Mr. Z, I have been isolated alone, unable to receive any information, let alone participate in the organization's decision-making work.

But I have been in the Hand for hundreds of years, and this organization has imprinted my shadow and tainted my taste, which no one can get rid of.Payne is just an outsider, almost unfamiliar with this world, and his only source of information is Mrs. Gao. "

Murakami's tone was steady, and he analyzed word by word, "I thought about it all morning. From what I know about Mrs. Gao, she can never completely surrender to Payne. She is just using him. From the past to the present, her only The purpose is to live. And to live, you need a keel."

"A keel again?"

Miyamoto thought of the one in the Stark Industries Research Office, "You think they might be in New York?"

"The location is right, but not the one you imagined."

Murakami seemed to see through Miyamoto's thoughts, "The keel you stole is very precious to ordinary people, but it is not enough for us old guys. In New York, there is a whole piece, Enough for her to live another four hundred years, or even more."

"Except for New York? Is that the only remaining keel in this world?" Miyamoto asked.

"Of course not. There is another place, which is closer and has more keels, but..." Murakami suddenly laughed. "She doesn't have the guts."

Murakami drank his tea slowly, a rare trace of nostalgia appeared in his weather-beaten eyes.

That place is Huaguo, where the five of them learned art, became talented, and then...betrayed.

Those were the rare pure years in Murakami's memory. Although it was not very easy, life was like this cup of tea, and the bottom could be seen at a glance.

regret?Not to mention, if he was given another choice, he might still choose to betray. No one can refuse the temptation of "eternal life".

"But when I think about it, it's really beautiful."

Murakami drank the tea in his cup in one gulp.

Just as he was thinking, Miyamoto was making a phone call. A minute later, he put down the phone, nodded to Murakami and said, "Your guess is basically consistent. I just talked to Jinhe on the phone. He concealed it very well. , but I can hear that he no longer needs me. This shows that he has a better partner."

Murakami stood up and pushed the chair back to its original position.

"A superpower from another world, a sinister and cunning martial arts master, and the underworld emperor of the United States. The gathering of these three people may be more interesting than we imagined. Let's go, let's continue our investigation."

Miyamoto asked: "Don't you already know?"

Murakami walked to the door of the ramen shop, just put his hand on the door, when he heard Miyamoto's question, he turned his head and stared at Miyamoto.

"Do you want to be threatened forever?"

After Murakami finished speaking, he ignored Miyamoto, opened the door and walked out alone.

Dry!

Miyamoto cursed in his heart, and immediately chased him out.

Murong Tiezhu was slumped on the sofa, holding the remote control, changing channels one by one.

It seems that TV stations all over the world are broadcasting the establishment of the Avengers. It took almost a day, and the popularity of all traffic idols was cut in half.

Compared with the stars piled up by human design, these superheroes are obviously more attention-grabbing.

Especially the legendary hero, Captain America, Steve Rogers, has become the idol and dream lover of many girls. Within a few hours of opening Twitter and Facebook, the number of fans exceeded [-] million.

Murong Tiezhu changed the stage in a bored manner. These are all things in the plan. For ordinary people, they may be novel, but for him, they are nothing more than acting according to the script.

Finally, when I switched to TV TOKYO, there was no news break, and the morning animation program was broadcast normally.

Tie Zhu changed into a comfortable position, happily picking up the orange and looking at Gundam.

Naruto and A Miao, who were in the back room, were packing their luggage.

A Miao took out her travel bag, folded up the necessities one by one, and put them inside.

"Toothpaste, toothbrush, towel..."

"I'm going to fight, so I don't need these things," Naruto said.

A Miao's sudden gentleness made Naruto feel a little at a loss after getting used to her fierce Naruto.

"The power bank, and Bondi, you have to bring it..."

"A Miao." Naruto pressed her hand, "I'm a ninja, I can take care of myself, don't worry."

A Miao was stunned, looking at Naruto, without speaking for a long time, suddenly she remembered something, went to the cabinet, and took out a bag.

"Yesterday, before I got off work, I just saw the new sweater I bought for you. I wanted to surprise you... It's not too late. I heard that New York is colder than Tokyo. You will be warmer when you wear it."

After Naruto opened it, it was an orange sweater that matched his hair color very well.

He put it on and smiled, "Thank you."