For more than ten years, Ying Tian has never slept peacefully. When he closed his eyes, he could always see his body in his previous life. This body had experienced the era of cold weapons. Two different experiences were mixed together. He could no longer tell who he was, and is he still himself?

The soft sofa, the person sitting down would want to fall asleep, but Yingtian refused to fall asleep, waiting for the dawn to come, turned his head and looked at the mirror.

The strange self, Ying Tian no longer knows himself. Looking back on the past and the present, the life he lived was simply a mess, and he abandoned everything for what he was. There was no answer, maybe there had been an answer long ago.

Ying Tian stood up, held his cowardly and sadness in his heart, and transformed himself into a crazy No. 0.

An hour ago, the doctor who was placed inside Hydra was cleared. Ying Tian realized that his death had been discovered. This person was mostly Strack. Strack found that death was fake, and Ying Tian didn't care much. He was many years late and could not stop him. The next meeting would not be so simple.

Ying Tian walked to the center of the room, raised his legs high, roared, and stepped on the floor, and the floor collapsed in half. The next room was filled with smoke, Ying Tian didn't need to look at it with his naked eyes, and his body told himself where the enemy was.

He punched him straight, and the enemy who was in the smoke caught Yingtian's straight punch and counterattacked, which was also resolved. Yingtian stretched and said, "It's rare that someone came to die just now." In fact, he didn't sleep at all.

The people sent by Hydra are not simple. The left arm is a mechanical arm, and there is also a red star as the symbol. In this era, which country uses the red star as the symbol is nothing more than the Soviet Union and China. China is impossible. The rest is the Soviet Union. This killer is obviously related to the Soviet Union and has now become a murderous weapon of Hydra.

Without saying a word, the killer launched an attack. Although Yingtian had not fought for a long time and his body joints could not be compared with before, it was not something that the killer could handle.

As soon as he came up, the killer did not use all his strength. He probably knew that Ying Tian, ​​who was standing opposite him, was not simple, so he first used a few punches to test it. Instead, Ying Tian attacked with all his strength in order to quickly restore his previous speed and agility.

Ying Tian did not use a gun. This time he attacked with his fists and feet, and his pure power output was output. He did not use a gun. His internal strength was completely inconsistent with him before. The two of them had fists back and forth, and they were extremely fast and powerful. They raised their legs and kicked them straight, without distinguishing themselves from the upper and lower levels.

With a punch and a kick, Ying Tian's condition continued to recover. The killer felt it was difficult. He found that his speed could not keep up.

As Yingtian whip legs came out, the killer's mechanical arm blocked it. Before he could finish it, he used the whip legs to touch the ground, and the other leg supported was raised, and a high-pressure leg appeared. The killer also kicked it down after the incident just now.

"Thank you for getting me back on the right track, now I will not be able to lift your robotic arm."

If the killer is under Yingtian's palm, you can clearly see that his palm is slowly turning black and emits a faint black aura. The killer takes out the dagger and stabs it in a tricky direction. Yingtian does not dodge or avoid it. He sneered, and rubs the dagger and hits the killer's mechanical arm and the connection between the flesh and blood.

At the speed visible to the naked eye, the killer felt that his mechanical arm could not be raised, and he lowered his head to see the connection between the mechanical arm and the flesh and blood slowly turned black. Ying Tian smiled and said, "The Netherworld Palm, as the name suggests, is like a poison, slowly penetrates your flesh and blood until your internal organs, and in the end your whole body turns black and you die of poison."

The killer took advantage of his ability to move and left quickly. Yingtian did not pursue it. There was no need to hit his own Nether Palm. Unless his skill is similar or exceeds his own, the person who is in the palm will definitely die.

Looking outside the glass, the sun slowly rose, dawn came, and a new day began. Yingtian left along the corridor. The battle just now attracted the attention of the people below and the next door. It would be better to leave as soon as possible.

In those years when he returned to China, Ying Tian used his power to collect martial arts moves from various schools. His fighting style was more vicious and vicious. Over time, he learned to specialize in the internal veins of the human body, pointing acupoints, etc., and did not deliberately learn the others.

In the lobby on the first floor, before Ying Tian walked out, the police came in. Several policemen went up, and one policeman was left to catch Ying Tian: "Sir, please come back to the bureau with me."

He didn't want to cause trouble, but he couldn't find the door. Ying Tian frowned slightly. Almost all white people in the hall, black people were not allowed to come in, and only yellow people were the only one. This policeman obviously looked at people with a racial discrimination. He didn't know who he was catching.

"Yes, yes."

The police rudely handcuffed Ying Tian and pushed Ying Tian toward the police car parked outside. He was completely unaware that the cold light flashed in Ying Tian's eyes, declaring his next fate.

The police car drove to the police station, and the police drove it and said, "You yellow-skinned monkey, be honest, otherwise you will suffer a little when you return to the bureau."

"I don't think it's necessary, I'll get off here."

With a light pedal, Ying Tian broke the glass and escaped from the police car from the window and landed in the alley. The policeman driving the police car found that the police car was shaking left and right, not obeying the order, and the steering wheel was useless. He suddenly wanted to jump off the car, but the police car turned open one step earlier than him. He twisted his neck without a seat belt, and died of frustration.

Walking out of the alley, Ying Tian smiled and watched the scene where the car was destroyed and people died. He did not stop, and formed an inverse proportion to the onlookers. He strides away from here. A furniture store, a TV set on the window, played today's news.

"There is an hour left, the White House will release an important statement. According to the information we are now receiving, it involves the people who appeared at the Paris Peace Conference a few days ago, mutants. We have not yet known what these mutants are, but the White House attaches great importance to it. Do you say that mutants will harm the world? No matter what, in an hour, everything will be known."

It only takes ten minutes to get to the White House by bus. When Yingtian walked to the bus stop and waited, a seven or eight-year-old child came over with a suitcase and said, "Sir, this is for you."

Ying Tian didn't have too much suspicion, his eyes were pure, not like a brainwashed person. Obviously, the child could not be a Hydra, but more Hydra people asked the child to come over with his suitcase.

"Thank you."

The bus arrived, Yingtian took the suitcase and thanked him, then got on the bus and headed to Washington.

When he reached the last row, Yingtian opened the suitcase and exposed a corner, and the things inside were fully visible. This was the weapon and equipment he wanted. Hydra kept his promise and wait and see how Hydra made a move.

An hour later, Hydra, a Nazi organization during World War II, will return to people's sight.
Chapter completed!