The Taoist Master's Book of Merit[Zhongyingmei]

After sending out the task, the self-service system fixedly stared at Yan Zhiyu's face, not wanting to miss any subtle expressions, but it was disappointed.

Even when Yan Zhiyu heard that Steve was in danger, he only lowered his eyes slightly, and then continued to wipe his sword slowly.

The self-service system tentatively asked, "Aren't you going to save him? You're going to die!"

Yan Zhiyu pushed the system in his mind to make it quieter, he brushed his sword for a while, and said in a calm voice, "It's still early, don't worry."

Steve in danger: ...

The self-service system was hurt by his calm and angry chip, and it didn't believe that Yan Ersha was really not worried. The self-service system struggled for a long time, pulled out a video and played it in Yan Zhiyu's mind.

It's a video of Steve being besieged by Hydra and taken away by force.

In the picture, Steve's mask was pulled off by an agent, his blond hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to his forehead, his handsome face was covered with dust, and he looked embarrassed.

Yan Zhiyu just watched quietly, as if looking at something irrelevant, until he saw that Hydra agent punched Steve in the stomach, Yan Zhiyu frowned slightly.

The self-service system was overjoyed to see this frown, thinking its host still loved Steve!

Immediately afterwards, it listened to Yan Zhiyu's serious explanation: "The heart is not calm, it is off."

Self-service system: ... ... Is the point missed?Shouldn't the point be that your little Steve was beaten!ah!old dog!I am so disappointed!

Yan Zhiyu ignored the explosive self-service system, his attention was shifted to the blue veins on Steve's forehead, he moved his fingers, as if he wanted to wipe off the cold sweat on Steve's forehead, Yan Zhiyu Zhiyu looked a little confused.

That person's punches were not heavy, how could you be in such pain?

Yan Zhiyu didn't watch the video any more, he put away his sword and went straight out the door.

When he walked through the hall, Miranda, who was resting in the hall, and Peter Parker, who was wearing a battle suit, turned their heads and looked at him in unison.

"Hi! Yan, you're finally awake...? Yan, where are you going?" Peter Parker looked at Yan Zhiyu who was not looking sideways, and he stretched out his hand exaggeratedly to gesture between him and Miranda, and then raised his hand to wave Waving, I want to remind Yan Zhiyu that there are two big living people sitting here.

Perhaps Peter Parker's actions were exaggerated, Yan Zhiyu stopped and looked at Peter Parker, "What is it?"

What's the matter with Peter Parker, he just wanted to say hello to Yan Zhiyu, and it seemed that the silence was about to end, Miranda was beside him and said, "Tony's serum will be researched soon!"

"It's been a lot of trouble during this period. Something happened to the captain. Do you want to help him find it? He disappeared in Raccoon City. If you go, you can have a double row with Superman... Then you... go? "Peter Parker took over the topic and said quickly, his voice became weaker as time went by, there was no way, Yan Zhiyu's expression was too calm.

Peter Parker felt like he was talking to himself with a human popsicle "Oh hi! Don't you worry about the cold Steve is going to be cold, oh yes, Bang Bang can't talk, well let me say..."

Peter Parker quickly put aside the messy associations in his head, smiled obediently at Yan Zhiyu, Bangbang raised his head slightly as a greeting to him, and then sat down in the air in the midst of Peter Parker and Miranda's staring salute. The elevator is gone.

"Why didn't he just go out through the window?" Miranda pointed to the glass next to it. It was the opening that Tony specially opened for Yan Zhiyu and the others. Although Yan Zhiyu flew in through that opening honestly, occasionally Thor and Tony, who came to visit, bumped into the glass when they saw it.

Peter Parker shrugged, saying that he didn't know either.

Jarvis faithfully told the lab team about Yan Zhiyu waking up and going out, Tony stuffed the bread in his mouth quickly, and asked vaguely, "Going to find Steve?"

"Yes sir."

…………

Yan Zhiyu was floating above Raccoon City. He seemed to have gotten used to seeing the hell on earth in Raccoon City. A licker rushed towards him, and Yan Zhiyu casually slashed at him before the self-service system sounded a reminder. It was cut into two pieces and fell to the ground.

"Have you found it?" Yan Zhiyu landed on a tall building and looked down.

"No, I'll check again, the checker is a game that is not effective at the right time."

"how?"

"The patch I downloaded, the old dog in the main system won't allow the host to open the back door. I downloaded the patch myself in the forum, otherwise I can only sell those broken things like protective shields." The self-service system is busy After poking around for a long time, he finally came over with sparks and said, "Recently, the crackdown is strict, and the link of my patch is cold, and I will go to the next one."

Yan Zhiyu...Yan Zhiyu actually didn't quite understand what it was saying, but he vaguely realized that the self-service system didn't work, and he had to find Steve by himself.

Yan Zhiyu thought about it for a moment, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. He opened his mouth and the tips of his ears were slightly red, but he was embarrassed to shout.

He patted the self-service system that was being patched, and said softly, "You come."

"What are you here for? What are you going to do?" the self-service system said vigilantly.

"Come out and call for help."

"no, I do not!"

However, after being promoted, Yan Ersha is no longer the easy-talking and negotiable Ersha. Yan Papi stares at the self-service system coldly without saying a word. There is a hole in the body.

The self-service system that was being patched was so frightened that the Internet speed was stuck. In the end, the self-service system twisted and aggrieved and let out its own voice, howling unwillingly.

"Save~life~!!!"

Yan Zhiyu: ... oh

Self-service system: blah blah.

Looking at the dimmed light of the self-service system, Yan Zhiyu realized that it was indeed a bit difficult to control, and it was indeed difficult for him to search aimlessly, so he took a deep breath, injected inner strength into his voice, and looked helpless. He shouted loudly with an expression: "Help, Superman help... ah."

Self-service system: …… What a shameful cry.

Superman, who was looking for the entrance of Hydra's underground laboratory, heard such an emotionless cry for help.

It took him a second to confirm the authenticity of the call for help, but he was still worried and planned to spend a few seconds to save the man before continuing to look for Captain America.

The sound was like a repeater, and Superman flew over following the sound, but was stopped by a flying sword.

Upstairs below, a man in white looked up at him, and repeated it again.

"Facebook Man?" Superman landed next to Yan Zhiyu and said friendlyly, "Nice to see you again, what did you call me?"

"Steve."

"I've already found out where he was caught. We'll have a much higher chance of rescuing him if you come." Superman nodded, and he stretched out a hand to signal for him to take him away.

Yan Zhiyu looked at Superman's hand, thinking about the speed of Superman's flight, a picture of Superman pulling his arm, and then his face and facial features were distorted by the wind appeared in his mind.

He declined Superman's invitation, stepped forward under Superman's puzzled eyes and put his arms around Superman's neck, raised his head and said to the stunned big blue man, "Let's go."

Superman, who often carried people at high altitudes, immediately put his arm around Yan Zhiyu and led them to where he came from.

The self-service system watched the whole process and found an interesting phenomenon. It seemed that its second fool had turned into an iceberg in momentum, and its brain circuit was still stupid. Thinking about it this way made it feel more at ease.

The place Superman found was an abandoned factory, and he pointed to the ground, signaling to Yan Zhiyu that there was something underground.

"I haven't found where the entrance is yet," said Superman.

The self-service system asked Yan Zhiyu to walk back and forth on the ground, and it detected it. After Yan Zhiyu finished walking, the self-service system told him that there was indeed a Hydra underground laboratory below.

The entrance requires a password to enter, but it can find a weak point for Yan Zhiyu, and let Superman use a laser to get through.

Yan Zhiyu glanced at the points marked on the self-service system, and turned his head to signal Superman to take a few steps back. Superman didn't know what he was going to do, but he cooperated and flew into the air.

After making sure that Superman would not be accidentally injured, Yan Zhiyu looked to the ground, as long as he opened up there, he could bring Steve out.

Yan Zhiyu's eyes that had always been clear and cold suddenly became sharp. He stood tall and straight like an ancient pine on the dirty ground of the abandoned factory. He was wearing a double-yang suit, like a snowflake strayed into the dust, which was very eye-catching.

Then he moved.

The shot is loose and gentle, as if he is just tasting swords with an old friend who hasn't seen him for many years.

"The way of heaven is beneficial but not harmful, the sage does not fight for it, and cuts without limit. '

The huge black sword solidified in the air, and with a fierce sword aura, it whizzed and hit the ground, and then quickly dissipated. The ground was as smooth as if nothing had happened.

Just when Superman was puzzled, the ground suddenly shook violently, fine lines spread across the center of the attack, and collapsed in an instant, the raised ashes hadn't dissipated, and then a black sword swooped down, smashing The Hydra agent who had time to react fell to the ground.

In the smoke and dust permeating the abandoned factory for a while, there was a strong smell of blood.

Superman also smelled it, and he frowned uncomfortably. He looked at Yan Zhiyu with some disapproval, but he didn't say anything because of it.

Yan Zhiyu keenly felt the eyes of Superman looking at him, but he didn't care. He landed on the ruins he smashed and stepped on the warm corpse of a Hydra agent, but he didn't care either.

He stood on a high place in the ruins, his eyes swept over the Hydra fighters who came to support him, as if he was looking at a pile of dead objects indifferently.

The Hydra agents who rushed over were also shocked by the sight in front of them. They raised their heads and raised their guns vigilantly, waiting for the officer to issue a kill order.

The man at the top of the ruins raised his hands. They were smooth and slender hands. They didn't look like a swordsman, but more like the hands of a nobleman. The owner of these hands just raised them and gently brushed off his white robe. The dust on the ground made the agents around him subconsciously clenched their weapons.

Yan Zhiyu didn't wear the Zhenxuan set that Cai Jucheng gave him, he only liked the Chongyang set.

When he was an adult, he wore a Chongyang suit, and Senior Brother Qiu passed his palm through his hair to crown him. When he first came to this world, he wore a Chongyang suit to travel in strange worlds, letting it Stained by the flames of war that cannot be washed away.

He inlaid gems on it with his own hands, and turned it into a top-quality equipment with his own hands.

As long as he could touch the soft white fleece with his head down, he knew he was safe.

Finally, a Hydra agent couldn't bear the oppressive air pressure, and just when his captain raised his hand to signal that he could attack, he shot wildly at the man in white.

But the man just raised his hand, and several flying swords rushed out from behind him, taking the life of his companion with fierce sword aura, but the bullets shot at him seemed to be blocked by something, It couldn't hurt him even a bit, and finally fell to the ground crackling, smashing the Hydra agent's heart.

The man casually glanced at the bullets under his feet, sneered, and the Hydra agent who fired the shot suddenly realized that he was finished.

Superman clenched his fists and floated above Yan Zhiyu, watching the avenger he was not very familiar with unilaterally massacred those Hydra agents.

When Yan Zhiyu killed a Hydra agent who had lost the ability to resist again, Superman couldn't help falling down to stop him, but when he saw those eyes, what Superman was about to say was choked in his throat. Can't tell.

What kind of eyes were those, Superman thought he would see something cold or something cruel, but he didn't, he didn't see any emotion in those eyes.

It's like a person pulls out a few weeds, and then throws the grass aside casually. If it can't be pulled clean, he has to go back and pull out the remaining roots.

Superman suddenly had nothing to say, he let go of Yan Zhiyu's arm, Yan Zhiyu just nodded to him, and continued to walk step by step towards the place where Captain America was imprisoned.

Superman could only speed up and fly in front of him, knocking out those Hydra agents who were repeatedly probing on the verge of death and throwing them aside, preventing them from appearing in Yan Zhiyu's path.

Yan Zhiyu also noticed that he just glanced at Superman and didn't comment on what he did, but he didn't attack the Hydra that was taken away by Superman either.

The self-service system... It didn't dare to make a sound. Ever since Yan Zhiyu dug the hole, it felt that Yan Zhiyu's state was not right, especially after Yan Zhiyu killed so many people in a row, it shut itself in. A small black house.

This kind of Yan Zhiyu made it think of its previous host, when that person used it to destroy the world, he also looked at those people with this look.

It needs to lock itself up, lest Yan Zhiyu go crazy for a while, drain its energy and destroy the world.

Steve's limbs were bound, and his arms were covered with needles for various injections and tests. His neck was strangled by an iron ring, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

A bunch of researchers were busy back and forth around him, and they were connecting those needles to a nearby device, and on a huge display screen in front of him was his old friend Dr. Zola, and Steve could see a cryo chamber nearby, Presumably there will be another old friend of his, the Red Skull, which is great, and he can finally blow Red Skull's head off, if he can escape before Red Skull turns him into a container.

Steve watched Dr. Zola go on and on, thinking he should say something to buy time for the people outside, he just heard the fight outside.

"Don't think about them coming to save you!" Dr. Zola shrieked as if he had seen his intention.

At the same time, a researcher stuck a needle into his arm, and Steve felt a moment of intense pain hit him.

"Why don't you speak, Captain... I still expect you to say something great." Dr. Zola looked at the super soldier twitching in pain on the hospital bed with satisfaction, "You will be the best container, and you should feel that... "

Before he could finish his sentence, the door of the laboratory was slammed open, and the body of a combatant flew upside down and hit his monitor, leaving a large pool of blood.

A cold voice came, and Dr. Zola somehow managed to hear the anger in the voice.

"Noise, silence."