"Little TV, why hasn't the task of protecting Pepper been completed yet?"

The countdown in the upper left corner of the line of sight continued, and the small TV popped out and said: "Pepper is not out of danger, just now Obadiah released a reward of [-] million US dollars, the target is Pepper and the U disk in her hand, now All the gangsters and bounty hunters in New York have their sights set on him."

Zhang Ming sighed: "Well, if you have money, you can do whatever you want."

He called Pepper.

"Where are you?" Zhang Ming asked.

Pepper said in a shaky voice, "We just passed the museum, and Coulson said there were several cars following us—"

The dense gunshots interrupted Pepper's words. She screamed in horror. Zhang Ming was tinnitus from her and had to take his phone away.

The gunshots in the receiver continued, with explosions interspersed in the middle. God knows how many lunatics, for the sake of Obadiah's [-] million, dare to make trouble on the streets of New York in broad daylight.

"Wait for me, I'll be there right away."

He shouted at the phone, and whether Pepper heard it or not, hung up the phone, got on his motorcycle, and rushed out of the Stark Industrial complex.

The weather is cold, and it is more painful than winter.

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Wearing a black helmet, the whole world seems to be a cool color, and the humming of motorcycles echoes in my ears, surrounded by vehicles that constantly flash by.

The fastest means of transportation Zhang Ming has ever ridden in his last life was a battery car, but now he relied on the editing to continue his life. He turned the accelerator all the way, lowered his body, and shuttled through the bustling streets of New York like a gust of wind.

The gunshots were getting closer and closer, representing that Zhang Ming was about to come to the center of the chaos.

The front of the car turned sharply, and there was a harsh friction between the wheels and the ground, and it entered another street without slowing down.

Finally found!

At the end of the street, a gray Ford sedan was crashing from side to side. Through all the shattered rear windows, Agent Coulson could be seen driving nervously, with Pepper sitting in the co-pilot. , holding his head and screaming.

There was a car behind and to the right of Coulson. The co-pilot stuck his head out of the window and shot at Coulson frantically. The driver kept hitting and trying to stop them.

With his excellent driving skills, Colson struggled to support.

Suddenly, the jeep on the right slammed into it!

Coulson turned the steering wheel sharply, followed the force of the opponent's impact, and completed a [-]-degree drift in a small space, with the front of the car facing the pursuer behind.

Then, Colson hit the brakes!

The two cars collided, and Coulson's hood flew up. The man who shot the other in the co-pilot, because he was not wearing a seat belt, flew out of the window under the action of huge inertia and hit the car beside him. On the trash can, fainted.

Coulson drew his gun quickly and thumped twice, killing the driver.

But the driver dared to chase and kill him with a gun on the streets of New York in broad daylight. He was an out-and-out gangster. After eating two guns, he just raised his hand and returned one before he died.

"Damn!"

Agent Coulson finally couldn't help but let out a foul language. He covered his shoulders, and the red blood flowed out.

After paying the price of an arm, Coulson tackled a car, but another car was about to hit, and he slammed on the accelerator to avoid the impact.

But no matter how much Coulson stepped on the accelerator, the car just didn't respond, and the engine let out a whimper, followed by a thick plume of smoke.

This old Ford sedan, after a series of pursuits, finally lost its mobility and collapsed on the road, becoming a piece of scrap metal.

The two killers grinned and collided, and Coulson shot again, in a final struggle in this way, the bullet pierced through the glass, but missed.

Pepper closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

Coulson fired in vain, and at this moment, he saw a small square box flying over and sliding under the opponent's car before the opponent's big jeep hit.

Boom!

The impact of the explosion overturned the opponent's jeep!

It spun half a circle like a spinning top, swiping over Coulson's head in a dangerous and dangerous way, and slammed into the wall.

Looking at the two pools of blood on the front of the car, the two killers should be dead and can't die anymore.

"You guys look terrible." Zhang Ming took off his helmet.

"This is the third group of attackers." Agent Coulson used first aid spray to stop the blood on his shoulders, "Are they crazy, this is New York."

"It's Obadiah, it must be him. The things in this USB flash drive are too important to him. He can't let me go."

Pepper tried to calm herself down. She said to Zhang Ming, "You are the only one of us who is not injured. Zhang Ming, you immediately take this USB flash drive to find Tony. I called him several times just now, but I couldn't get through. He's in danger now."

"You are also in danger now." Zhang Ming did not connect the USB flash drive.

Whether it's for system rewards or machismo, he can't leave Pepper at this time.

Zhang Ming comforted and said: "Obadia spent a lot of money on your life, and now all the underground forces in New York are moving. I won't go anywhere until I confirm your safety. Don't worry, Tony still has his Iron suit, he didn't die in that cave, and he couldn't have had an accident in New York."

Pepper stopped talking, covering his mouth, restraining his fear and sadness.

A bullet flew from a distance and penetrated Zhang Ming's motorcycle. He looked in the direction of the bullet, and on the roof of a building a few hundred meters away, he vaguely saw a figure.

"Sniper!"

Zhang Ming pressed Pepper's body and hid in the dead end of the shooting.

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