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Immediately afterwards, it changed shape and became an arrow, pointing to the center of the collapsed wall not far away.

"what……"

The surroundings became quiet, and the slight sound of breathing came from the ruins. Zhang Ming squatted down, and saw a pair of blood-red eyes through the gaps in the ruins from a distance of more than ten meters.

That's Dior!

Why did he bury himself in the ruins?

Zhang Ming raised his head abruptly, looked at the sunlight above his head, and immediately guessed the reason.

Dio's magic shield was taken away, and he could only survive by burying himself in the ground!

While Zhang Ming was thinking, a child suddenly ran to the edge of the ruins. He seemed to have noticed Dior inside and was looking inside with his head tilted.

"Go away!" Zhang Ming shouted!

Dior is now seriously injured and extremely short of blood. Zhang Ming can tell from those eyes just now that his consciousness has long been blurred. A fresh and immature child is the best "nutrition" for Dior .

A hand quickly stretched out along the shadow of the ruins, avoiding the sunlight.

The little boy was still standing there dumbfounded.

Zhang Ming rushed over immediately. He couldn't allow his friend to unconsciously make mistakes that he would regret for a lifetime after he woke up.

However, Zhang Ming's footsteps stopped.

The bruised hand was hanging above the little boy's head. At this moment, several fist-sized rocks fell from the edge of the ruins and hit his arm, but did not hurt the little boy.

"Go... little guy, this is dangerous."

Dio's weak voice came from the ruins, his eyes were still red, but his voice was exceptionally gentle.

He was dying.

Before the mysterious man left, he took away the magic shield Swarin. At that time, the sun was about to rise. In order to survive, Dio had to use all the remaining blood to launch the blood-red ray again, smashing the walls around him, and burying himself in the ruins under.

He thought he could last until night, and as soon as the sun went down, he would be able to go to the hospital to get blood, but the power of the sun can still pass through the gap, disintegrating Dio's life little by little.

Maybe if he eats this child, he can live, but what is the difference between living like that and dying?

"Goodbye, this world."

Dio closed his eyes.

"Dong dong." Zhang Ming imitated the sound of knocking on the door with his mouth. He walked over and squatted on the ground. "This is your new home? It looks warmer than the old castle in London."

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Dio's rescue work is very simple. The lock of absurdity gets in and wraps him up in circles, ensuring that no ray of sunlight will shine on him.Then, under the sad eyes of the middle-aged historian, Zhang Ming overturned the wall and left Pompeii with a "black group".

Back in Rome, Zhang Ming took Dio to Coulson's special plane and found him a closed space without windows.

"Give."

Zhang Ming put the packs of blood plasma in front of Dior.

"Where's the wine glass? If you don't have one, a straw will do." Dio said weakly.

This guy, even when he was about to die, did not forget his so-called gentlemanly demeanor.Zhang Ming rolled his eyes, took a glass, poured the plasma into the glass, and handed it to Dio who was paralyzed on the bed.

"If you say you want to sober up, I'll throw you in the sun for five minutes." Zhang Ming threatened.

"Haha, actually I'm more used to adding some sugar."

The smile touched the wound, and Dio's facial expression deformed slightly.He took the cup and drank it down. As the blood entered his body, the wound began to heal quickly.

"Thank you, I finally came back to life." Dio returned the cup to Zhang Ming, "Would you mind giving me another cup?"

"No problem." Zhang Ming poured another cup, "Remember to pay the bill at the Rome Municipal Hospital later, and by the way, there is also Fitz's coffee money."

"Coffee money?"

"It took us a lot of effort to find you. So, what happened? With your ability, how could you be in such a mess?" Zhang Ming asked.

Dio began to describe recent events.

From the beginning of the nightmare to Lance Brando's torn travel notes, from London to Rome, until the final fight between him and the mysterious man.

"There is a mature organization behind this matter." Zhang Ming analyzed.

"Organization?" Dio asked.

Zhang Ming explained the recent spate of superpower riots for him, and continued: "The organization should be divided into internal members and external members. External members are like Iron Man and Gas Man. They don't have much core secrets, and they are thrown out to attract them. Sight guy.

The internal members, including the mysterious man you met, are hiding under the chaos of irregular ability users around the world, killing people for the real purpose of the organization. "

Zhang Ming's words reminded Dior.

"I thought it was abnormal before. Only you and a few people inside S.H.I.E.L.D. know about the secret of my fear of the sun. It is impossible for these people to take the initiative to reveal the secret. The other party should have some way to hack into S.H.I.E.L.D.'s information database , stole this information. It is very likely that me, you, Steve...all the weaknesses of the Avengers were taken by that organization." Dio said.

Judging from the things prepared by that organization, what they want is not money, power, and such things, their ambitions are even greater!

Dior said: "Same as what I saw in my dream, first small-scale incidents, and then riots on a global scale!"

"Although I don't know the reason why you can dream about these things, but from the existing information, that organization is indeed aimed at Terrigen Stone."

Zhang Ming speculated: "They probably got a small part of Terri root stones in some way and created a group of capable people. Their leaders tasted the sweetness and hoped to further expand their power, so they followed I read that travel book. As long as the number of capable people reaches a certain level, it is not difficult to overthrow a country’s regime.”