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Miyamoto stopped this line of thinking.

Daniel is just a guy who knows how to punch and kick, and at most has some superpowers. The first thing I do is to ensure his safety and prevent him from being discovered by people from all major forces...

Miyamoto pulled out a map of New York from his bag.

Now Jin Bin's underworld forces, S.H.I.E.L.D., the military, the Avengers, and of course Zhang Ming are all looking for Daniel. Where will he be hidden?

Hell's Kitchen... no, it's chaotic, but Jin Bin has too much eyeliner;

Manhattan is not right, there are too many police forces in rich areas, and there are too many electronic monitoring equipment, which is too dangerous.

Miyamoto's fingers slid across the map, and the fingertips seemed to be drawing circles. The circles became smaller and smaller, and finally stopped in North Brooklyn.

This is the most chaotic place in New York except for Hell's Kitchen. Violent incidents happen every day. The indifference and vigilance between people is extremely extreme. Maybe the neighbor who slept next door last night was arrested the next morning because of rent arrears. The landlord with the baseball bat kicked out.

But this level of chaos is not worthy of being associated with gangsters.

In this case, a strange neighbor would not attract much attention. According to Miyamoto's many years of experience, in a strange city, this kind of place is an excellent hiding place.

This is like a warm, dark, damp, and dirty corner in the kitchen, always suitable for some foreign "little creatures" to live quietly.

Miyamoto stole a car and came to Brooklyn slowly. On the way, he planned to report the situation to Zhang Ming, but the phone still couldn't get through, so he had to edit the general situation into text and send it to Didala.

For Zhang Ming, Miyamoto was full of fear and hostility at first, and he wanted to escape all the time, but now...

He touched a golden cherry blossom necklace around his neck.

This is a gift given to the Miyamoto family by the old patriarch of the previous generation to thank them for serving them for generations, and it has the magical effect of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil.The Sakura Necklace gets cold whenever someone tries to kill him, and warms up when someone shows him kindness.

Although Zhang Ming behaved fiercely, the necklace was always at room temperature, or brought a little warmth by his side.

On the contrary, Murakami, who is always smiling, occasionally makes the necklace chill.

In fact, Miyamoto didn't really believe Zhang Ming's curse on him, but he felt that hanging out with Zhang Ming was not a bad idea. As long as Zhang Ming had enough influence, his father's terminal illness might be cured.

Miyamoto stopped the car, erased the marks on the car, and threw the stolen car on the side of the road.

He looked around, looking for the best sniper spots, and walked over one by one.

In his backpack, he took out a can of gray powder, grabbed it in his hand, and in a strange way, slowly sprinkled it against the wind, leaving a string of footprints on the originally blank ground in an instant.

These are Miyamoto's footprints.

He looked around, but there was no sign of anyone else.

He lit another stick of incense, and the smell of incense wafted in the air.The incense prepared by the secret method, combined with his trained nose, allowed him to have a hound-like sense of smell in a short period of time.

No smell of bullets either.

Miyamoto went downstairs to another sniper spot.

In this way, he searched carefully, and the sun gradually set.

Finally, before the last ray of sunset disappeared, he found it.

The footprints on the ground were very clean and very purposeful. She walked straight to the edge of the roof without using a sniper rifle. She was simply scouting the surroundings, but Miyamoto believed that as long as there was any disturbance, she would be able to shoot out immediately. deadly bullet.

Miyamoto measured the size of the footprints and confirmed again.

That's right it's her.

Miyamoto carefully lay on the edge of the roof.

This is not the best sniping position, so why is she here?

There are two possibilities.

One, Iron Fist is in this building, and the mysterious woman uses this as a base, so she has to stand here and prepare for possible attacks.

Miyamoto is holding the binoculars. Another possibility is that Iron Fist is in the opposite building, and the mysterious woman is watching here. Once anyone tries to get close to Iron Fist, she can easily kill him from a distance.

He is more inclined to the second.

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The sun has completely set, as if the world has pressed a light switch, and New York is plunged into darkness, artificial light overflows from small windows.

Looking at the warm light from the window, Miyamoto suddenly felt homesick.

When he was a child, he often played with the young master until dark, and then returned home covered in mud. What impressed him most was the helpless smile of his mother and the clichéd nagging of his father under the dim light...

Miyamoto ended his memories, probably because the news of his father's serious illness made him weak.

He cannot be weak, and in this line of work, weakness equals death.

Miyamoto came to the opposite apartment building, swayed the gray powder, and immediately there were large footprints on the ground, from which he distinguished the mysterious woman's footprints, and began to climb the stairs slowly.

It was only six o'clock now, and when Miyamoto was going upstairs, he heard the howling of Zuo Ai, as well as the sound of quarreling and beating. He liked similar sounds, which could help him hide himself better.

The sixth floor...is this room.

Miyamoto walked over following the footprints, he didn't go in directly, but took half a second to naturally pry open the door next door, pushed the door and walked in.

"You are……"

shhh-

Two anesthesia darts pierced the bodies of a young couple. They rolled their eyes and passed out. Miyamoto closed the door and rushed forward to hold their bodies to avoid making any noise.