"You can't kill me! I want to try!"
A voice sounded from behind, and the black ghost swung his sickle backwards reflexively.
The black sickle swung behind him with a sharp sound, raising a cloud of dust.
"No one?"
Feeling the touch of the sickle hitting the air, the black ghost turned around quickly and held the sickle in his hand. There was no one in front of him.
Suddenly, he looked up.
Tang Song was dressed in a Taoist robe with a crane cloak and fluttering sleeves. He stood in the air, looking as handsome as a god who had descended to earth.
This demeanor made Tanaka Hayato feel as if he saw the god Umutaryu, a god in Japan famous for his handsomeness.
However, the murderous look in the eyes of the person in front of him made him feel as if he was facing the Yamata no Orochi.
Hayato Tanaka cautiously took two steps back, ready to run away at any time.
If we classify mutants according to their strength, Hayato Tanaka, who can transform into an undead ghost, is comparable to a level 4 mutant.
In a small country like Japan, it can definitely dominate the world.
It’s just that his personality, uh, is hard to describe. He’s just a pachinko guy who loves playing marbles and is a gambler!
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been caught by the T-Kai over a mere 20 million yen.
"Heh!" Tang Song stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the black ghost in front of him that looked like black fog and quicksand. He sneered and flicked his sleeves.
The Five Yin Bag flew out with a shake of his hand, floating in the air, with the mouth of the bag facing downwards, releasing a gust of black wind.
This Five Yin Black Evil condensed into a black chain as thick as a bowl.
From the outside, the color of the black chain is quite similar to the black ghost transformed by Hayato Tanaka.
The black evil spirit circled in the air and struck Tanaka Hayato in the face.
Although Tanaka Hayato didn't know what this black fog was,
But he was not stupid. Facing the black mist chains rushing towards him, he simply bent his knees, jumped high, and flipped sideways in the air to avoid the black chains condensed by the Five Yin Black Evils.
But before he could stand firm, the Five Yin Black Evils circled in the air and suddenly turned into countless needle-like evil lights.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
The dense evil light fell like raindrops, and Tanaka Hayato was directly beaten into a sieve by countless evil lights...
He lowered his head in disbelief, and the sunlight shone through the countless holes in his body onto the road behind him.
Tanaka Hayato tried desperately to block the glowing holes on his body with his hands. He had a feeling that the immortality he relied on might be useless this time.
Bang!
The next second, the Five Yin Black Evils completely erupted in his body, and the black ghost burst directly like a soap bubble.
"boss!"
The black ghost disappeared, Kane put away the Nepalese knife in his hand and saluted slightly.
"boss!"
"boss!"
"boss!"
All the armed team members saluted.
Tang Song walked down step by step in the air, his sleeves fluttering, like an immortal in the clouds.
Kane and Lai En, who had just arrived, walked over and stood behind Tang Song.
"Hmm!" Tang Song spread out his robe sleeves, put the Five Yin Bag back into his sleeves, responded, and glanced at the scene.
"Clean up the scene and leave no traces!"
"Yes, boss!" Kane waved his hand, and a dozen gunmen in black jumped off the truck.
Hill lay under the SUV, watching through the video equipment in his hand as a group of black-clad gunmen cleaned up the scene in an orderly manner.
The crushed and flattened car was towed by a truck and the bodies were thrown directly into the car.
Pick up the bullet casings that fell at the scene.
Use a high-pressure water hose and add chemical solvents to clean the road surface.
Everything was in order, and in just over ten minutes, the scene returned to calm.
The technique is so skillful that it makes people feel cold.
By the time two police helicopters arrived at the scene, traffic on New York Avenue had returned to its normal state of constant flow.
… …
Three black Mercedes cars were driving on New York Avenue.
In the back seat of the stretched Mercedes-Benz in the middle, Skye curled up in Tang Song's arms like a frightened kitten, secretly sniffing the scent of herbs on Tang Song's crane cloak.
"The Hand has arranged a freighter to meet us at the port of New York. Kane, take your people with you and leave no one behind.
By the way, check which gang in New York is involved in this, my cave is in need of some blood food!"
Tang Song stroked Skye's back with his left hand and held an amber crystal the size of a pigeon egg in his right hand.
In the amber crystal, there is a shadow of a wretched middle-aged man who looks very similar to Kizaru, and he keeps kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.
"Yes! Boss!" Kane's deep voice came from the co-pilot seat.
… …
That night, a gang stationed at the Mexican Qatar group.
It seemed that the Mexican gang had known that they would face retaliation and had deployed more than thirty elite gunmen in their base.
However, when several black shadows streaked across the night sky, a dozen pumpkin-sized bombs fell from the sky, and flames shot into the sky amid a violent explosion.
Half of the bar was razed to the ground.
… …
New York Harbor Terminal
“Here it comes!”
Kane raised the military binoculars in his hand.
Two cargo ships were vaguely seen approaching on the sea.
"Everyone, be on guard!"
Kane gave orders through the communicator.
Suddenly, the entire mudflat was filled with the sound of gun bolts being pulled and safety being turned on.
The two cargo ships slowly arrived near the beach, no more than one kilometer away.
One kayak after another was lowered from the freighter, and one by one the black-clad ninjas jumped off the freighter and fell into the kayaks.
… …
Two small kayaks were paddling towards the shore.
A ninja is looking at the beach with a telescope.
A ninja next to him asked in a low voice: "Is there anything unusual?"
"We didn't see any enemies, but according to the original plan, our people responsible for picking us up haven't arrived yet!"
On the mudflats, a group of soldiers were ready, and heavy weapons such as sniper rifles and rocket launchers were also at the ready.
One kilometer above the beach, twenty soldiers on black flying skateboards overlooked the two freighters, ready to go.
The leading ninja whispered, "Send them the clear signal, we'll go check the beach again."
A ninja nodded and let out a few odd, high-pitched whistles, explaining the situation on the beach.
On the freighter, dozens of black-clad ninjas jumped off their kayaks like dumplings and paddled towards the beach.
"Prepare!"
The first two kayaks are approaching the landing beach!
Kane gave the order directly into the communicator.
"Fire!"
Intensive gunfire rang out simultaneously on the beach, mudflats, rock piles, and high ground.
Sniper rifles, rifles, and heavy machine guns immediately blocked the entire beach.
The seven or eight ninjas who had just walked onto the beach were shot into a pile of rotten meat without even a sound.
In the kayak farther away, when the gunshots were heard, the ninjas on the kayak paddled hard, trying to get back to the freighter.
But the dense firepower network was like cutting leeks. The sea was littered with broken kayaks, the blood-stained sea surface, and floating corpses.
What's funny is that these black-clad ninjas from the Hand have only two or three pistols, let alone heavy weapons. They are unarmed and have only a samurai sword at best. They can't even fight back if they want.
Firearms are naturally one of the training subjects for the Shukai ninjas, and their marksmanship is very good.
However, guns are banned in Japan, and the members of the Hand originally thought that instead of transporting them from Japan with great effort, it would be better to equip them after arriving in the Federation.
As a result, they were ambushed before they even landed on federal land.
With bare hands, facing someone with a gun, I am like a fish on the chopping board!
… …
"Baga, there's an ambush, get out of here quickly!"
The faces of several middle-aged ninjas on the freighter changed. The sound of heavy machine guns sweeping the deck made them panic.
As elite ninjas in the Hand, they were all veterans of the battlefield and naturally would not put themselves in danger. They did not get off the freighter at the beginning.
Now that they have encountered an ambush, their first reaction is to issue an order to evacuate.
The freighter turned around on the sea, trying to leave the area quickly.
Buzz buzz buzz. At this time, dozens of small black dots appeared in the sky.
Soldiers riding on the Green Goblin, no, the Black Goblin skateboard appeared above the freighter.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Pumpkin bombs fell on the freighter like raindrops.
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"The Green Devil Skateboard developed by Osborne is really useful!"
Five kilometers away from this nameless mudflat, Tang Song stood on a hillside, leaning on a cane, and could clearly see the two cargo ships sinking into the sea from five kilometers away.
There were four black Mercedes-Benz cars parked on the dirt road at the foot of the hill, and next to each car stood two elite bodyguards in black suits!
"Go back to Osborne Group and ask them to buy a few more production lines so that my order can be completed as soon as possible!"
Tang Song stretched out his hand, and Lai En behind him stepped forward and handed him a trimmed cigar.
"Boss, during the few days you were in seclusion, someone was lobbying other shareholders in private, trying to kick you out of the board of directors and take over the longevity potion project!
The production of the Green Goblin Skateboard Suit has also been stuck!"
"Do we need to give them a little kick in the pants?"
Tang Song turned around and gave Lai En a look, and Lai En nodded, indicating that he understood.
… … …
Joyce Toynbee, a Federal Jew, is a famous banker in New York and also a well-known angel investor.
His most successful investment was in the Osborne Group 20 years ago, which also made him one of the directors of this giant group.
Like many Jewish people, Joyce Toynbee is shrewd and calculating. He is also a well-known racist in the investment circle.
Early in the morning, Joynes Toynbee hurriedly finished his breakfast and went out half an hour earlier than usual.
He was going to Osborn Group to persuade Norman Osborn to stand on his side and expel the Asian from Osborn Group.
How could an Asian become a shareholder of the First Federal Biological Company
Joyce Toynbee was sitting in the back of the car. He got up too early and couldn't help but take a nap in the car.
The driver slowed down the car to make it run as smoothly as possible.
boom!
Then there was a loud crash.
The driver slammed on the brakes, and Qiao Yins in the back of the car fell off his back and hit the front seat hard. Blood instantly flowed from his forehead.
He stood up wailing and looked through the front windshield. He saw that his car had rear-ended a Buick sedan.
The front of the car was dented and the driver was wrapped by the ejection airbag, his life or death is unknown.
Joyce Toynbee was struggling to open the car door when a shrill car horn sounded.
Joynes Toynbee turned around and looked through the car window, and saw a medium-sized truck rushing out from the side road, honking its horn and running straight towards him.
… … …
"Song Tang, who is he?"
On a fighter plane from Afghanistan to New York, the balding Phil Coulson clicked on the tablet in his hand, summarizing intelligence information.
Tony Stark suddenly came over and saw the information in Coulson's hand.
"She looks pretty good, and would be a good model or actress! Is she a new celebrity, agent?"
Tony Stark tilted his head and said confidently:
"Just a little worse than me!"
Aesthetic sense is not based on nationality or skin color. Don’t think that the aesthetic sense of the people in the Federation is weird just because a certain art academy tried to please the Federation with squinting eyes.
Haven’t you seen that a few years ago, among the so-called all-Asian beautiful faces and the most beautiful stars in the world introduced by the Federation, there was not a single Asian face with squinty eyes.
To put it bluntly, this is nothing but malicious discrimination.
Phil Coulson looked at Tony Stark, whose face was rough and had not been washed for weeks, and gave him a polite smile.
"A newly minted billionaire, a member of the board of directors of the Osborne Group, and also a famous gangster boss in New York."
"Okay, Osborn Group!" Tony Stark shrugged. "It seems that it's not just my company. Is Osborn Group also under your surveillance? Is it just us two, or are all the companies in the Federation like this?!"
"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Stark," Coulson looked at Tony Stark, thought for a moment, and opened a hidden folder on the tablet.
"I think you need to see this!"
In the folder was a short video of less than five minutes. The protagonists in the video were Tang Song and Tony Stark, who looked very familiar.
One of his most trusted people, his godfather, the vice president of Stark Industries - Obadiah Stane.
"What is this?" Tony Stark had a bad guess in his mind. He stared at Phil Coulson with some anger, waiting for his explanation.
Coulson closed the video and opened another folder on the tablet interface.
"This is the information that Ms. Pepper and I retrieved through Jarvis. Before you disappeared, three funds shorted Stark Industries' stock price in large quantities and made a profit of more than 5 billion. We tracked the account information of these three funds. These three overseas accounts point to these two people!"
"We have questioned Tang Song. He made a business judgment based on Mr. Stani's financial movements. And Obadiah, your vice president, planned to short Stark Industries a week before your accident."
Coulson didn't say the next words. Tony Stark seemed to be drained of energy and slumped in the seat in the cabin.
"What is he doing this for? He has a lot of wealth, fame and fortune!?"
Tony Stark muttered to himself, thinking of the weapons with the Stark Industries logo he saw at the Ten Rings base, Tony Stark felt mixed emotions.
Coulson silently brought over a glass of whiskey on the rocks.
… … …
Tony Stark's safe return to New York immediately became a hot topic in federal news.
As a famous billionaire and a well-known playboy in the circle, Tony Stark's scandals can be said to have supported countless news media and magazines and tabloids.
His movements have also been the focus of media attention. When a tabloid reporter captured the scene of Tony Stark returning to Stark Mansion through a telephoto lens.
Stark Building, in front of Stark Villa, was suddenly surrounded by countless reporters.
Stark Industries' stock price even hit the daily limit.
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