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Trevor, Michael, and Franklin met Zhang Ming and Steve during the last bank robbery, and were arrested on the spot.

Before being thrown into prison to pick up soap, the FBI found them, took a fancy to their personal abilities, and linked them to the FBI's non-staff organization.

To put it bluntly, they have become temporary workers of the FBI, and they do the dirty work. The benefits are not credited. Once there is a problem, they are responsible for the blame.

As a bargaining chip is their freedom.

The FBI promised them that as long as they completed certain tasks, they would destroy their criminal records and ensure that they could return to normal society.

In this operation, the U.S. government and S.H.I.E.L.D. are still arguing with each other. Regular FBI agents are inconvenient to act, so they sent Franklin and the others. …

Then just fend for yourself.

Trevor stood alone on the roof. He was wearing a dirty white T-shirt, and there was a nosebleed from the big boss in the middle of his jeans. The smell of blood from the master made the monsters even more irritable, and they let out a low growl.

However, the irritability and madness in Trevor's eyes were stronger than that of the monster. He held the gun in both hands, pulled the trigger, and the semi-automatic rifle fired endless flames!

"Come on, monsters, come and eat the bullets fired by Uncle Trevor!"

The monster was beaten and screamed, Trevor's bullet finally emptied, and a monster who had endured for a long time took advantage of the gap between the bullets to pounce, but Trevor didn't even think about changing the bullet, and regarded the rifle as a baseball Stick, hit between the monster's legs from bottom to top!

He took out another shotgun and slammed it into the monster's face. Just as he was about to shoot a bullet, a hook flew out from behind him, tying the monsters in front of him tightly together!

The silver-white electricity ran through the bodies of the monsters, and then a blue and white shield appeared, one by one, knocking all the monsters unconscious.

"Don't shoot! It's me!"

Seeing that Trevor's muzzle turned around, Zhang Ming hurriedly spoke.

"So it's you kid!" Trevor's eyes blazed with fire, "Did you lead all the monsters here?"

Trevor didn't like Zhang Ming at all. The last time he robbed a bank, Zhang Ming broke his leg.This time he slept well at home, and suddenly the FBI notified him that there was a monster in the city and let him deal with it.

The source of all this is this kid!

Cui Fu was about to scold him when suddenly Zhang Ming came over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good job."

Steve on the other side gave Trevor a thumbs up.

They all saw Trevor's actions when he took off his parachute and snatched the explosive device. Whether he was crazy or reckless, his actions saved the whole street.

"Oh...oh." Trevor froze for a moment, turned his head away, and scratched his face.

Steve took the bomb controller from him, and the drone controlled by Moira flew over, took the controller, and flew away quickly.

"The job of analyzing the bomb is left to you, as for this guy—"

Zhang Ming flicked his arm and retracted the hook lock, and the eyes of several people fell on the big boss.

"Leave it to us."

"Kill them!"

Under the influence of the Divine Comedy of Brainwashing, the big boss couldn't control every monster perfectly like before. The monsters fought more by instinct, crowding each other and running towards Zhang Ming.

After giving the order, the big boss concentrated his spiritual power on the last monster. It was taller and more muscular than the other monsters. The big boss lay on the back of the monster and manipulated the monster to jump off the roof.

"He wants to run away!"

Steve slapped a monster with his shield, Trevor seized the opportunity to shoot a bullet, and Steve said to Zhang Ming, "Leave this to us, you go after him, you must not let him disappear!"

What's scary about the big boss is not his personal combat power, but his ability to create monsters. Once he is allowed to hide again and make a comeback after mass-producing monsters, Zhang Ming doesn't have a second brainwashing divine song card.

Zhang Ming activated the single-person flying device on his back and quickly caught up.

The big boss is lying on the back of the monster, and even now, he is still holding a computer in his hand.

The third-view camera maximizes the magnification. Zhang Ming can see clearly that the boss is making bank transfers. He is dividing the hundreds of millions of dollars he has just received into thousands of bank accounts and breaking them into pieces to avoid the pursuit of major organizations. .

So far, the boss's plan has basically been completed.

He got enough money and found investors who were interested in his research. As long as he could escape smoothly, there would be nothing to limit him, and he could use his talents to the fullest——

A bullet that brushed past the monster came to interrupt the boss's thoughts. He turned around and looked at Zhang Ming with hatred in his eyes.

Without this kid, everything would be so perfect.

The big boss turned around and controlled the monster to run into a dark neighborhood.

Zhang Ming said: "He ran into hell's kitchen."

Coulson said helplessly: "Then you can only rely on yourself. We will not be able to provide remote monitoring support. There is no monitoring equipment in that place."

"It doesn't matter, I know Hell's Kitchen very well, he will regret running to this place."

The third-view camera captured the monster hiding in the corner, ready to attack him.

Zhang Ming locked onto the monster's head and shot out twenty barrages in a row. He heard the continuous sound of dong dong dong. When he walked around the corner, the monster had been beaten into a pig's head and fell to the ground.

"This is the last monster. Next, where can you go?"

Chapter 41 Why can't I control this mouth!

"Can judge in advance the mass-produced Hulk behind the wall...prediction or perspective ability."

"It can teleport a short distance, and the longest distance is no more than fifty meters."

"It can also emit current. Judging from the feedback from the mass-produced Hulk, the intensity is not high - but it is enough for ordinary people."