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"When things are over, you will understand what my pursuit is. As for now, you just need to understand that with me, you can create as much as you want, and you can tell me whatever you want."

Speaking of creations, Didara came to his senses, opened his notebook, and turned to a page with a photo on it.

"Can you get this thing? I want to study it."

In the photo is a giant mushroom cloud.

Zhang Ming: "...how about we continue to talk about what we are pursuing."

As soon as Miyamoto came out of the Statue of Liberty, he disappeared in the crowd, which was his ninja instinct.

Murakami changed into a pair of loose linen pants, a black down jacket, a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his long gray and white hair tied behind his head. He looked like a mature and handsome yoga instructor.

Holding a hot dog and a Coke, he walked leisurely on the streets of New York, and occasionally met girls who struck up a conversation, and he even exchanged contact information with each other.

Murakami stopped and walked, his eyes swept over some corners from time to time, just like that, after walking for nearly two hours, he found a special pattern under the park bench.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this pattern is just a boring graffiti of children. In the eyes of Murakami, it represents a short message.

He walked over and wiped it with his hand, and a layer of skin was scraped off from under the bench, and the pattern disappeared together.

After doing this, Murakami moved leisurely again, but this time he was not aimless, but walked straight through three blocks and came to a small hardware store.

"Hello, what do you want to buy?" the black cashier asked.

Murakami held up five fingers and made several complicated handprints with one hand.

The cashier's expression did not change. He walked out of the counter, closed the store door, and said to Murakami, "Please follow me."

The cashier led Murakami to the back room, and after lifting the bed board, the entrance to the basement was revealed.The two entered it and finally came to a hut.

The cashier knocked on the door, and after getting a reply from inside, he said: "Please wait a moment, I can only take you here."

After he left, Murakami waited quietly outside the door. A few seconds later, the heavy metal door opened, revealing a typical Japanese face.The other party was stunned for half a second when he saw Murakami, then quickly recovered and knelt down on one knee.

"Master Murakami!"

"Get up, owl."

Murakami walked into the hut, where there was a table, a chair, and some ninja props on the table.

Xiao stood up and closed the metal door again, "My lord, I thought you already..."

Murakami sat on the only chair, "It seems that you have not been controlled by Mrs. Gao."

"I may have better luck."

Xiao Xiao talked about the current situation of the Hand Association. Since Mrs. Gao took refuge in Payne, there have been discordant voices in the Hand Association, especially after the ninjas heard that Murakami was sacrificed as an abandoned son.

This has nothing to do with loyalty. They just think that even the former leader died so worthlessly, so how will their subordinates be treated?

And when Mrs. Gao and Payne arrived in New York, some old subordinates of the Hand had an idea. While obeying the order of the organization, they prepared a way out for themselves.

However, this practice was quickly discovered by Mrs. Gao, and these potential "betrayers" were executed one after another.

Xiao Xiao was very lucky, he was not discovered by Mrs. Gao, but he didn't know how long this luck could last.

He watched the video posted by Zhang Ming on the Internet and noticed a man in a kimono and a mask in the video.Because Xiao had served Murakami for a while, he recognized Murakami's identity.

With the attitude of taking the last gamble, Xiao left a secret sign in a hidden corner of New York, waiting for Murakami to arrive.

"My lord, please save me. The Hand needs your leadership, not Mrs. Gao, let alone Payne!"

Murakami patted Owl on the shoulder.

"You just said that Mrs. Gao hasn't found out yet?"

"Yes."

"Then I need you to do one thing for me. If you do it, you can live."

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New York time: Jan. 1 at 7:11 p.m.

It has been nearly 15 hours since Zhang Ming arrived in New York. With the Statue of Liberty as the center, citizens within a radius of [-] kilometers have been dismissed, and troops are stationed around.

After losing its popularity, the Statue of Liberty looked a bit depressed, especially at night, when it was dark, more like the palace of the devil.

Originally, the military set up dozens of high-brightness lights at the station, but Zhang Ming felt that these things really disturbed sleep, so he fired barrages and smashed them one by one.

Fragments of light tubes and glass covers are still scattered on the ground. The soldiers who were ordered to station here are conducting daily patrols according to their usual training.

A young recruit looks up at the Statue of Liberty.

This is the big building he has seen since he was a child. It is to protect the democracy and freedom in his heart that he chooses to join the army, hoping to implement this belief.

"Let those people who are tired and penniless after long journeys because they long to breathe the air of freedom, lean into each other and put them in my arms! I stand at the Golden Gate and hold high the lamp of freedom."

The recruit silently recited the verse carved at the foot of the goddess statue in his heart.

He didn't understand why his superiors didn't give the order to attack.

He also didn't understand why there was a group of fighter jets attacking an ordinary flight full of passengers yesterday.

All this seems so unbelievable to the recruit, completely different from the "free air" he desires in his heart.

"Recruit! Pay attention to the formation!"