Peter was drenched all over. He took off the hood and gasped for breath while saying intermittently, "They...have one... hour before they can... control Daniel to open..."

"I know." Zhang Ming patted Peter on the shoulder, "You did a good job, tell Tony and the others the news, then go home and take a good hot bath to rest, and leave the rest to us."

"But..." Peter obviously wanted to be more helpful.

"Trust me, I'm not going to let them destroy New York."

Peter finally nodded. He took one last look at Zhang Ming, put on the hood, and disappeared into the night of the city.

Zhang Mingchang sighed, even the tracker was found now, trying to find the traces of the two top ninjas in this huge city is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

He patted his face hard, throwing away the disappointment.

Zhang Ming couldn't blame Peter, and he just wanted to help. After all, things were gradually deviating from the planned track. As an underage boy, he would definitely feel flustered.

He took out his small notebook, fortunately he put a plastic slip on it before he came here, he threw away the water-stained plastic bag, took out a ballpoint pen, and crossed out the page that said "Plan A".

He turned to the next page.

"Next is plan B."

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Persuading Peter to go home, Zhang Ming shook the absurd lock for a long time, and quickly shuttled between cities.The wind hit his face, and he felt the change in the center of gravity of his body, which gave him a sense of comfort different from flying boots.

In terms of speed, it must be flying faster, but Zhang Ming is a "dead man" now, and it is inconvenient for him to fly recklessly in the sky like a firefly, dragging a glowing tail.

Withdrawing the absurd lock, Zhang Ming landed on the roof of a tall building.

Opposite is the old apartment with buried keels.

To be precise, it should be the old apartment.

Now the entire apartment building is isolated, a large number of construction workers are working, and the words "violent demolition" are written on everyone's face.The original old apartment turned into rubble all over the place. The staff manipulated the equipment, moved the rubble aside, and were digging underneath.

There are many men in black suits nearby, supervising the progress of the construction, urging a few words from time to time, demanding to speed up the progress.

"The official of the Security Council is really considerate. He was worried that Payne would find trouble, and he deliberately dug out the position of the keel seal in advance."

Zhang Ming sat on the edge of the roof, his legs swaying slightly in the air with the wind.

However, he complained that it was really the only way to keep the city safe after the tracker was found and Penn was lost.

Otherwise, Payne is very likely to cause a lot of damage and casualties in other locations in the city, trying to attract the attention of the Avengers and facilitate his actions.

If only Peter hadn't acted rashly.

Zhang Ming threw away such annoyed thoughts. In that case, he had to take Peter away immediately. As long as there was a little hesitation, either Peter would die or his identity would be exposed.

Zhang Ming took out his mobile phone and dialed a random number. The call was connected quickly, and the voice of a strange man was on the other side.

"Hello?"

"Olivia, I know you can hear me, it's me, I need your help."

The man on the opposite side was stunned for a while and asked, "May I ask if you made a mistake? My name is Jerry..."

Before the other party could speak, Zhang Ming hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, the phone rang again. It was a video call, and the caller ID displayed a string of garbled characters.Zhang Ming pressed the connect button, and the screen of the phone went dark, and a girl's voice came from inside, saying wait a minute.

pat-

A desk lamp was turned on, and the warmer light reflected Olivia's face.

"After only a few days away, you can't bear to part with me?" she said.

Olivia seemed to have just taken a shower, and there were still drops of water on the tips of her pink hair.The face is newly painted makeup, brown skin with red lip glaze, crystal clear.

She's wearing nothing but pajamas and trying to strike a sexy pose for the camera, but...

Yimapingchuan's figure made this action a little awkward.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Ming imitated the expression of the old man on the subway, took the phone away, and asked with squinted eyes.

Olivia looked down and confirmed that no matter how much she squeezed, it would not have the desired effect, and finally gave up this meaningless behavior.Changing a comfortable position, lying on the bed, she asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Her tone was fierce, but at the edge of the screen, those little feet that kept swaying revealed her mood at this time.

"Do me a favor." Zhang Ming said, "Help me send a message to all the large external display screens in New York."

"what news?"

"A peace deal."

Half an hour later, in Times Square in New York, various huge commercial display screens played advertisements and news. They were part of the New York landscape. Tourists took out their mobile phones and took pictures with these cityscapes that symbolize prosperity.

Suddenly, a tourist discovered the problem.

In the selfie picture of the mobile phone, the advertisement on the screen turned black.

Not only him, everyone in Times Square noticed this, and all the screens in sight turned black.

People raised their heads and looked at the black screen. After a few seconds of silence, a line of text appeared in the center of the screen.

"Ninja from another world, Mr. Payne, hello, I am the head of the Security Council of this world."

There are two lines of text, one in English and one in Japanese, which is convenient for New Yorkers and Payne to understand together.

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