The Taoist Master's Book of Merit[Zhongyingmei]

Yan Zhiyu walked out of the police station without looking sideways, ignoring the microphones that were about to hit him in the face, the camera flash made him squint his eyes uncomfortably, he didn't want to say anything to these reporters.

A policeman behind him had a malicious smile on his lips. Yan Zhiyu could have left through the back door, but he was asked to go through the front door.

He heard the policeman who gave him the handkerchief whisper, "You know there is a reporter here and you still let him go."

"Of course I know, but this guy took our jobs, come on man, what do you want the police to do when you have superheroes?"

Yan Zhiyu's eyes darkened, he wanted to hear the little policeman's rebuttal, but he was disappointed.

"Facebook, what do you think of the Superhero Registration Act?"

Yan Zhiyu's footsteps paused, he squinted his eyes and looked at the reporter who stopped him and even grabbed the corner of his clothes, he could see that the reporter thought there was nothing wrong with his question, "Do you know the content of that bill? "

The reporter hesitated and couldn't speak, he shrugged and avoided, "How could we know that."

"You don't know, why do you support it?" Yan Zhiyu's body felt an uncontrollable chill, he stared at the young reporter and said with a questioning tone, "You don't know, why support it."

"It seems that the superhero registration act has other secrets. How much do you know about it?" The reporter threw back the words.

"That's not a bill to protect superheroes." Yan Zhiyu stared into his eyes, trying to see what was inside, "It won't protect anyone."

But he was disappointed, the reporter didn't say anything, but Yan Zhiyu took it for granted in his eyes, "Why do superheroes need protection?" Yan Zhiyu could see what he was thinking.

Yan Zhiyu looked around at these reporters, they all thought so.

Suddenly a sense of sadness welled up in Yan Zhiyu's heart, and he raised his hand slightly to feel this strange emotion in disbelief, so clear, so strong, accompanied by pain like a tearing heart.

His eyes were clouded with mist, and the reporter standing in front of him thought for a moment that Facebook was crying.

But Yan Zhiyu took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, there was only a hidden indifference in his eyes. He showed a gentle and decent smile that would not be found faultless. He politely brushed aside the reporters surrounding him, Saying goodbye to them with a smile, Yu Jian flew into the air.

After flying into the air and away from the crowd, Yan Zhiyu took out the handkerchief given to him by the little policeman. The smile on his face had disappeared, leaving only a coldness.

He only used a little internal force, and the handkerchief shattered into pieces. Yan Zhiyu watched the pieces being blown away by the wind expressionlessly, and suddenly laughed out loud.

The self-service system shivered with laughter.

"Yan? Are you okay?"

"Okay...I'm great." Yan Zhiyu looked at his slender palm, and he slowly closed his palm against the ground, as if he wanted to hold New York in his hand before crushing it, "Look, What the hell am I protecting?"

"Yan, calm down, you think about Miranda, you think about those people in the superhero support club."

"Why are you nervous?" Yan Zhiyu said softly, "I'm very calm now, I've never been so calm."

The self-service system turned in a straight circle in a hurry, and the emotional barrier caused by Yan Zhiyu's level breakthrough was stimulated, but it always felt that Yan Zhiyu's little glutinous rice balls were about to turn into sesame fillings. good.

The self-service system was trying to figure out a way, when suddenly it heard the voice of the main system, "A superhero plane has been detected, and the host Yan Zhiyu has met the task requirements:

1. Possess strong ability, rating A.

2. Able to deal with crisis independently, rating A.

3. Possess a pure and kind soul, sympathize with the weak, tolerate ignorance, and rate S.

4. Perfectly turned into more than ten system tasks.Evaluation A.

5. Find your own beliefs, rating B.

Congratulations to the host Yan Zhiyu for reaching the standard in comprehensive evaluation and completing the task of a superhero. It is detected that the host is an informal employee and is not subject to a recall. Rewards are now issued and the work system is recalled. '

"No! Stop!" After a short pause, the self-service system immediately shouted angrily, "Wrong, wrong, you are fucking updating the data! The little glutinous rice balls are black, black! The third re-evaluation Ah! Put me down and I'll stay! You idiot will kill him! Fuck"

However, the main system ignored the words of the self-service system, and a beam of light that only Yan Zhiyu could see shot down from the sky and wrapped him inside.

The eager shouts of the self-service system gradually moved away from him. Yan Zhiyu was inexplicably flustered. A fragility flashed across his face. He stretched out his hand subconsciously, but stopped suddenly when he saw the city below. He withdrew his arm , the pupils were as black as ink, and the voice was flat without any ups and downs, "Goodbye, system."

"Yan Zhiyu, don't do stupid things, wait for me to come back, don't be afraid, I'll be back soon, don't be impulsive!" The voice of the self-service system became weaker and weaker, until the moment before it disappeared, it still He was telling Yan Zhiyu not to do anything wrong.

The light that enveloped Yan Zhiyu was warm, like the golden light of the self-service system. Yan Zhiyu stood on the plane with blank eyes, and asked softly in his mind, "System?"

No voice answered him. Yan Zhiyu raised his brows slightly and frowned tightly. He could feel his strength growing, but he was confused and panicked. When the golden light dissipated, Yan Zhiyu heard Doctor Strange's voice. Voice, "Yan Zhiyu, come to the New York Temple."

At the same time, Professor X's voice sounded in his mind, "Yan, if you feel uncomfortable, you can talk to me at any time."

Yan Zhiyu lowered his eyes, he felt the extremely powerful force in his body, and heard the sound of swords around him, his body trembled slightly.

He caressed the small porcelain bottle that suddenly appeared in his arms, which contained the life extension pill that rewarded him.

Yan Zhiyu looked towards the sky, as if he wanted to see the mysterious system world, and he prayed softly.

"I'll wait for you to come back... stop me."

If this is a mistake, then I want you to stop me before I completely destroy myself.

After Yan Zhiyu left, Doctor Strange appeared at the place where he was staying. He looked around and looked at the sky. Something had just appeared, something that did not belong to this world.

"Yan Zhiyu, where are you? We should talk." Doctor Strange tried to contact Yan Zhiyu, but was cut off halfway. He was a little surprised that Yan Zhiyu would actually block his brain.

He thought for a moment and flew to the Avengers Building. He needed to make sure that Yan Zhiyu would not endanger the world after he got new power.

Yan Zhiyu was standing in the corridor of the hospital, holding a bouquet of carnations in his hands. Through the glass, he saw the unconscious woman.

"Will she still wake up?" Yan Zhiyu asked the question, but his eyes were vaguely staring at the corner not far away.

"Don't worry, she's in good health now." The attending doctor said friendlyly, "Are you her friend? She's so lucky."

Yan Zhiyu turned his head and looked at him seriously, "She is dead, right, you killed her?"

"What did you say?"

"Hydra? Government? Military?" Yan Zhiyu stared at the man's expression and said with certainty, "You are not Hydra."

"Go!"

Following the man's order, many heavily armed soldiers rushed out from the corners on both sides.

The corners of Yan Zhiyu's mouth hooked in a subtle way, and then he said in a cold voice, "This is a hospital!"

"I know, do you want to do something? In the hospital, oh, tomorrow the news will report that the Facebook man ran away and destroyed the hospital."

Yan Zhiyu glanced at the blood on a soldier's shoe, his eyes lit up, he shook his head as if he was disappointed in them, he was silent and let the soldiers push him away, the carnation fell to the ground and was stepped on.

When they left through the back door of the hospital, Yan Zhiyu lowered his head and showed a contemptuous smile.

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According to news from a reporter from our station, Facebook suddenly went berserk while visiting patients in a private hospital, killing a total of 53 people, including six congressmen, and three survivors claiming that they saw Facebook for no reason The massacre of innocent people, because the monitors were all destroyed, so we don't know what happened at that time. '

"It's nonsense, it's extremely absurd!" Tony said angrily, "Yan Zhiyu killed someone, what do these people think, and found a person who is the least likely to kill someone to take the blame?!"

Clinton and the angry Hulk yelled and echoed, ready to go out to find a place at any time.

Natasha narrowed her eyes and looked at the stupefied Steve, "What do you know, Captain."

Steve's body tensed up instantly, he raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and did not answer.

Tony calmed down seeing this scene, and a bad thought came to him, "Steve, what's wrong with Yan?"

Steve frowned, his eyes complicated, "Do you still remember the time I was captured by Hydra?"

"Remember, Yan and Superman are going to save you."

"Well, that was the time when Yan killed all the Hydras he encountered in that base, the researchers who lost the ability to resist, the researchers who didn't have the ability to fight, and those who surrendered and surrendered. He didn't let go of any of them." Steve The husband covered his forehead and said in pain, "I found that something was wrong with him. I tried to talk to him, but he didn't say what happened at all. He never killed anyone before, and I could tell."

Tony shook his head in disbelief.

"But isn't that Hydra? Maybe he just wants to kill bad guys?" Peter Parker said hesitantly. "The same is true for Deadpool. Deadpool has never crossed the bottom line and killed civilians."

"No, that's not the problem." Tony said wearily, "The problem is what will become of him. Yan never kills people. Once he kills people, people will get a lot of wonderful feelings, fear, panic, guilt, or... ..."

Natasha glanced at Tony who was stunned, and then said, "Kill, believe me, some people will be addicted to that feeling after killing someone."

"He's not that kind of guy!" Peter Parker defended.

Steve held down the excited Peter, and said in a solemn tone, "We believe that Yan would not do that, but what if he can't control himself due to external factors."

"Can't control it?"

"Drug stimulation."

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'Experiment No. [-] is already in place, and now we will start injecting the berserk potion. '

'Experiment No. [-] had an antibody reaction and increased the amount of injection. '

Yan Zhiyu was in a coma, but his mind was extremely clear. He had been quietly allowing the cold medicine to be injected into his body.

Someone lifted his eyelids and shook his flashlight twice.

"He is about to wake up, let the hypnotist come over, and let him remember that the person who arrested him is Hydra."