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It is not only the sand sculpture netizens who discovered the truth, SHIELD who tried to delay the exposure of the truth, but also many others who smelled the truth from the trails of cobweb, such as the real FBI, MI6, KGB and other national agent organizations, and the American army. Such a violent organization, or a behemoth hiding in the dark such as HYDRA, an organization that has a certain amount of energy but is fragile, such as the Rising Tide organization, and even foreigners, alien spies, and the like.

Counting with your fingers, there are really a lot of weird things on the earth, and your circle is really messy.

The advantage of the information explosion era is that it is rich in information and can be quickly transmitted and verified. In fact, the open and transparent information that people can access in daily life is pitiful compared to the total amount of real information.

Unfortunately, the information that can peek into the truth of the world is often hidden in most of the hidden parts, and wanting to obtain this information, or to use this information to transmit information, is a very sophisticated technical task.

Parked in an inconspicuous van in an alley in Queens, Skye, a beautiful mixed-race Asian girl with long hair and shawl and a beautiful figure, sits in front of a modified top-fitting laptop, her fingers flying, moving quickly The information in the dark web.

She is very interested in the Holy Grail War. Unfortunately, the place she chose today is near the Hell's Kitchen. While watching the live broadcast, she heard the explosion in the Hell's Kitchen.

The Holy Grail, the Lord, the Heroic Spirit, the omnipotent wishing machine!

Originally used as a flavoring agent in a boring life, but found that it is very likely to be true, Skye couldn't help but feel moved, a little excited and expectant.

It is not the curiosity that wants to dig out the truth of the incident, or the idea of ​​‘the truth should be known to people’ espoused by members of the Rising Tide organization, or some kind of desire from the heart, which gives Skye the motivation to pursue the truth.

The coverage of cameras in metropolises like New York is still good, but in places like Hell’s Kitchen, it’s less pitiful. Many gangs’ default rally and camera equipment in trading locations are completely destroyed. Assassin and Berserker fought. The abandoned factory is one of the gang trading locations.

Skye is also very clear about this, so she mobilized the records of all the normal working camera equipment around, and after setting simple analysis parameters, the system automatically screened them.

Looking at the progress bar displayed in the dialog box and the estimated time automatically determined by the system, Sky yawned, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Staying up late is a woman's natural enemy!

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In the same Queens area, in a room two blocks away, Peter Parker, who is still a little carrot head, has a very ruddy face. The excitement has not faded. He is already familiar with the appearance of heroic spirits, right. After going home with Death Shot for a while, he curious and cared:

"Mr. Death Shot, where have you been?"

"Handle some things and gather intelligence."

The death shot speciously left an explanation, and then unexpectedly said:

"What's wrong?"

"It's a pity that you didn't see the live broadcast of the Holy Grail War tonight. The battle between Assassin and Berserker is so cool, especially Berserker, which is really strong. My God, the walls and the ground of the mixed soil are easily covered. Shattered, very, very powerful!"

Peter Parker is very excited about dancing and dancing. For children of this age, he is gradually entering the age of Secondary Two. He does not have the complicated and dark ideas of adults, but simply thinks it is cool and wants to imitate.

If you want to be as strong as a hero, you won’t be bullied at school...

With thoughts that are so plain that it makes people laugh or cry, Peter Parker's eyes are piercing, and he said to Deadshot full of hope and expectation:

"Mr. Death Shot, can you do it too?"

Deadshot puckered the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, and said angrily:

"No matter how you look at it, I am not a hero who is good at power. Moreover, Sparta is a country praised by the god of war Ares, and the royal family of Sparta is the descendant of the demigod hero Hercules..."

Three hundred and one hundred thousand, not only was not killed by a wave of charges, but for ten days abruptly! Sparta is a group of freaks from top to bottom, and it is said that in a parallel world, it even has a record of wounding a nemesis.This is the peak of mortal combat power!

Peter Parker interrupted the introduction of Deadshot, or raised the enemy's words to cover up his invincibility, and said disappointedly:

"Can't it?"

"Boy, don't say no to men, I just need enough time to prepare."

Deadshot felt that he was offended, and let him fight Spartan in a hand-to-hand fight. It was definitely a win, but with the support of modern weapons, Deadshot was confident in himself.

If the opponent is the famous demigod, the hero Hercules, Deadshot doesn't mind surrendering, but even the bloodline power has not been able to develop a descendant. It is just a mortal, even if it is tricky, it is not without a solution.

"Well, kids don't stay up all night, and you still have classes tomorrow!"

The death shot was partly persuaded and partly forced to throw Peter Parker, who was hesitant, onto the bed, covered with the quilt, and disappeared directly.

"···"

Peter Parker moved his lips, he stopped talking, and finally said nothing.

The lights went out and the room suddenly became quiet, and bright moonlight poured in through the windows, illuminating the floor.

Peter Parker closed his eyes, he was a child after all, and soon fell asleep.

Deadshot, who doesn't have to deal with curious children, breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't know what Peter Parker dreamed of.

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After the live broadcast ended, Stephen Strange patted the black misty dumpling floating behind his shoulders, and said very cautiously:

"Go ahead, don't be discovered, and don't go too far."

The white horse knight-the incarnation of the plague, the black mist ball swayed, seeming to be dissatisfied with Strange's distrust, or saying that he has no problem at all, and then turned into a strand of black mist to escape the surrounding umbrella.

Christine was inexplicably uneasy.

"What are you going to do?"

"Just collect magic power normally, don't be too nervous."

Strange moved Christine with a sincere smile, but said nothing about the way the Pale Knight collects magic power.

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After a busy day, returning home to rest should have been the easiest time, but Uncle Cheng looked at the imprint of Ling Shu on the back of his hand in a daze.

As a participant of the Holy Grail War, Uncle Cheng did not want to be involved but had to pay attention to it. Naturally, he did not miss the live broadcast of the Holy Grail War.

Ling Zhou was just an invitation. From the moment he was selected, he could no longer stay out of it.

Moreover, Uncle Cheng can endure, but he is unwilling to back down.

Is it to summon one? Or join forces with the heroic spirit who lacks a master? this is a problem.

At a large airport in Germany, Li Yunlong, who was wise, sneezed in the cargo hold. Thanks to the trouble of HYDRA’s local snakeheads, he is now hard to move, and he is unable to show up publicly and take the plane. All have to take advantage of the loopholes.

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