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The momentum of his subordinates is passionate, like a general who is pointing the country.

His powerful voice echoed throughout the room.

If others saw it, they would think that this was not Jin Bing's subordinate, but a partner of the same level.

Jin glanced at his men.

Snapped!

A slap on the back of the subordinate's head.

The subordinates felt dizzy for a while, and the whole person was swaying.

Jin Bing withdrew his gaze, continued to look at the open space, and said indifferently: "There are too many dramas."

The subordinate shook his head and smiled obsequiously: "Hehe, the main reason is that the guns and ammunition you bought with huge sums of money will come back, boss. I am so happy that I can't control my emotions."

He rubbed his hands and smiled: "Don't worry, boss, we will definitely let this guy spit out our goods. With so much goods, she must be hiding somewhere."

Jin Bin finally grinned, and he squeezed his cane tightly: "If you eat anything from me, you have to spit it out."

New York Police Department.

Inside a conference room.

A group of policemen sat below.

On the stage, he is the top leader.

Gwen's father, Commissioner George.

George had a serious expression: "According to the information we have so far, there is a big move at Jin Bin tonight. It seems that they probably found the Ghost spider, and even found the location of the guns!"

"This batch of firearms is huge, and there are even heavy-duty thermal weapons inside! So this batch of firearms must not fall into the hands of the gang!"

"Otherwise, every bullet in the future may hit us! Hit the citizens of New City! So we must get this batch of firearms before Jin Bin! Or seize these weapons on the spot!"

"There must be a tough battle tonight, you have to be prepared!"

"Now, you go to check the flow of a large number of people at Jinbin right away! Find out where they are and where they are!"

He waved his hand: "Do it!"

"Yes!" The police officers said in unison, loudly.

...

A bun of curry noodles.

The two agents of S.H.I.E.L.D are whispering.

They are Black Widow and Phil Coulson.

Phil Coulson said: "According to the intelligence, there is a big move by Jin Bin. It is estimated that they have found the Ghost spider. The higher authorities told us to track Jin Bin's actions, find the Ghost spider, and persuade her to join the Avengers."

He continued: "Usually Ghost spiders are weird and hard to find. If you want to get in touch with her, you can't get in touch with her. This time will be our best chance to get in touch with her."

Black Widow nodded slightly: "Understood. According to my information, more than a hundred people from Jinbo have gone to the wasteland that Hell's Kitchen is preparing to develop."

She paused: "Presumably the Ghost spider should have gone there too."

Phil Coulson turned his head and looked aside, his eyes fell on a small fighter plane, like a shrunken B2 bomber, triangular shape, full of sci-fi feel.

He said: "This time, we will be able to arrive at the scene soon by taking this fighter plane."

There was a trace of confidence on his face: "This fighter plane has the most advanced recognition function. By then, we will be above the sky, and we will be able to bring the entire wasteland into view, and then we will be able to easily locate the Ghost spider and lock it on. "

"At that time, once the Ghost spider leaves, we can immediately step forward to intercept and communicate, and it is impossible to miss her!"

"Unless she disappears in place!"

As he spoke, Phil Coulson grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

Those white teeth all show Phil Coulson's confidence.

At this moment.

The bracelet vibrated, and the figure of Nick Fury projected out.

He said, "How is the mission going?"

Phil Coulson had a serious expression: "Don't worry, Director, we have found the location of Jin Bin's big move, and go there immediately."

The black corned egg looked indifferent: "We must complete the task."

Phil Coulson said to himself: "Don't worry! This time it will be absolutely successful!"

Black Braised Egg nodded, and the projection disappeared.

soon.

The top of the Warehouse opened, and a fighter jet shot out quickly and disappeared into the sky.

...

In the center of the wasteland, there are a lot of reinforced concrete piled up. It seems that this wasteland is about to be developed.

All around, overgrown with weeds.

The grass can almost drown a person's waist.

The middle reinforced concrete floor.

Two hooded figures were trading sachets of white powder.

One holds the powder and the other holds a roll of USD.

Next to them, there were five or six people wearing hooded hip-hop pants, squatting aside, smoking and chatting.

suddenly.

Crash!

A figure sprinted across the wasteland at an extremely fast speed, breaking through a large number of weeds and rushing towards the open space in the center of the wasteland.

"who?!"

Everyone suddenly looked in that direction.

Whoosh!

A figure jumped out of the grass, landed on the open space, and looked at the group of people.

Seeing that figure, the scene burst into exclamation.

"Shet! It's a Ghost spider!"

"Fake, why is she here?!"

A group of people hurriedly took out their daggers from their pockets, all of them were stern.

"Don't come here! Otherwise, I will stab you to death!"

"Fake, I'm a black belt in Taekwondo, come here and I'll kill you!"

Gwen snorted: "I have listened to these lines countless times, and my ears are getting callused."

"Don't you hooligans have any new lines? You really don't have any creativity at all, no wonder you can only be young."

As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed: "This is the end of not studying, being uneducated."

Hearing Gwen's words, the guys blushed instantly with anger.

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!

"Ah!!! You... you bastard! You are so bullying!"

"Damn you bitch! I hacked you to death!"

A group of people rushed towards Gwen.

Gwen sniffed Qiong's nose, and muttered: "I'm finally going home to sleep. The last batch is here, and we'll call it a day after packing up."

After speaking, she burst out.

Three blows, five cuts and two cuts, several people were beaten to the ground and groaned in pain.

Gwen clapped her little hands in satisfaction: "Call work! Go home and sleep!"

Leave the rest to the police.

Just at this time.

Clap clap!

In the weeds not far away, there was a burst of applause.

Gwen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards the past.

A man stood up: "As expected of a Ghost spider, the skill is really good."

Gwen frowned, "Who are you?"

The other party said: "My boss is Jin Bing, today I want to get back his original things."

The person who came was Jin Bin's right-hand man, James Wesley.

Gwen sneered: "Do you think you have a chance?"

He snapped his fingers.

Crash.

A large number of people protruded from the weeds, forming a double-teaming trend against Gwen.

There are shining machetes and iron rods in their hands.

James spread his hands with a smile on his face: "Sorry, you are surrounded."

...

(Thank you brothers for your comments on flowers! I’m working hard! Continue to ask for flowers and tickets! This chapter looks like b2, and the fighter plane in this article is similar to this, but smaller.)