The Taoist Master's Book of Merit[Zhongyingmei]

Three days after Yan Zhiyu was thrown into the cubicle, he was finally able to walk on the ground. He pretended, and he wanted to pretend for a longer time, but he saw Logan passing by outside, going to the dining area.

"Okay, Danny, I think I can go eat by myself." Yan Zhiyu strenuously propped up his body and let Danny help him out.

"I will protect you, don't be afraid." Danny said with his chest up. "You haven't recovered yet. Not only superheroes but also bad guys have been caught here."

When Yan Zhiyu went to the dining area, he didn't see a few people he knew, they were all unfamiliar faces, and they all had one characteristic in common, youth.

He was caught here because he was young, inexperienced, incompetent, and not famous.

Except Wolverine.

The collar on Logan's neck was the same as Yan Zhiyu's, and probably received electric shocks, but now Logan is like an ordinary person, and the collar completely suppressed his abilities.

Logan obviously also saw Yan Zhiyu, he frowned and was shocked that the Avengers would appear here, he took the dinner plate, sat across from Danny while he was helping Yan Zhiyu, leaned forward and thought what to say.

Yan Zhiyu put his finger against his lips, and touched his collar with the other hand.

Logan understood his hint and changed the subject, "You have to pay attention, there are not only good people here." His eyes stayed on Yan Zhiyu's pale and thin face, "Especially those who look weak like you, not everyone All respect the Avengers."

As if to confirm Logan's words, several people who had been pointing at Yan Zhiyu and whispering came over and surrounded Yan Zhiyu. One of the muscular men grabbed Yan Zhiyu's collar and lifted him up easily. The collar sank deeply around Yan Zhiyu's neck, and Yan Zhiyu struggled weakly to grab the man's arm.

"Look at who this is, Avenger, Facebook, it's really you." The man said loudly, "Aren't Avengers all very good, they think of themselves as noble, that's what they say, ah, bitch."

As soon as he finished speaking, Logan's knife stabbed into his arm, "Don't touch him with your dirty hands, you coward!"

Yan Zhiyu was thrown on the ground by the man, and the man's companions immediately surrounded him and beat him. Yan Zhiyu covered his head and touched his collar in the confusion, crushing the bug hidden inside.

"Doctor, there was a brawl in the dining area, and the bug of Subject No. 3 was destroyed."

Yang looked at Yan Zhiyu, who was surrounded and beaten on the surveillance screen, and tapped his fingers on the table, "Don't worry about him, he doesn't need a bug anymore, and we can go to the next stage of the experiment when he recovers."

Logan rescued Yan Zhiyu from the crowd, and Danny helped him back to the cubicle, then took out a tightly packed hamburger from his clothes and handed it to him.

"I was afraid of such a situation, so I deliberately hid one in advance, eat it quickly, there is still meat."

Yan Zhiyu took the burger after seeing the sauce on the corner of Danny's mouth. He leaned against the transparent wall, eating the burger while waiting for the soldiers to take him away.

He ate slowly, but no one came until he had eaten the whole burger.

He licked the sauce from the corner of his mouth, and grinned when he touched the wound, it was good, he was right, the new researcher was indeed from their side.

When he was half-consciously tortured by the last researcher, he heard Yang's voice stopping him, and when he was thrown to the ground, he saw Yang's worried eyes.

So he wanted to verify whether that Yang was one of them, and it turned out that his conjecture was correct.

From now on, he can try to get things out of other people's mouths.

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"There are three hidden military bases." Natasha took out the information. "It's hidden very deep. This is not normal. Tony will be responsible for investigating one by one, but we are running out of time."

Steve looked one by one, base 103, base 1508, base 22, but didn't see anything special.

"Let's assume that Yan doesn't have the ability to go berserk and can't be suppressed, then the only thing that can affect him is the berserk potion." Peter Parker analyzed, "Then there is a question, why doesn't he escape, there should be nothing to control him. He, the rage potion only makes him lose his mind, it doesn't affect his destructive power."

"An electric shock collar, or something else, long-term torture will make him lose his ability to resist." Natasha said mockingly, she had seen how those things tortured people crazy.

Gradually calming down, Steve held his head and listened to the discussion, only feeling that there was some discord.

Yan Zhiyu may have been influenced by the army to slaughter the hospital, or the army may have slaughtered the hospital in order to make Yan Zhiyu take the blame, so Steve put it aside for now.

He couldn't figure out why Yan Zhiyu had been controlled for so long, berserk potion?Those were the same people who permanently scarred Yan Zhiyu when he was caught off guard for the first time.

Anyway, Steve touched his chest, his heart felt cold, he was afraid, afraid that Yan Zhiyu would never come back.

He hasn't said sorry yet, the step back at the Hydra base not only broke Yan Zhiyu's heart, but also left a thorn in Steve's heart.

Dr. Banner pressed his shoulder and cast a concerned look.

Steve showed an ugly smile, picked up the shield and went to the mission.

Even if Steve only wants to check Yan Zhiyu's whereabouts with others now, even if his mind is full of Yan Zhiyu now.

But the world needs an Avenger, and he's not just Steve Rogers, he's Captain America.

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After the bug was gone, Yan Zhiyu got a lot of things in the dining area.

For example, he is the only one who is often injected with berserk potion, probably because he has drug resistance.

Others only inject that stuff when they do a test.

There are more than 100 experimental subjects here, most of which are completely used for experiments, and only a small number of them are famous, such as him, Logan, and a few other heroes who are not well-known in the local area. Useful, so they are not in the autopsy list.

Yan Zhiyu was pulled over to take the berserk potion again. Those people might want to see him lose his mind, but this thing has little effect on him. He only needs to meditate to calm down his inner restlessness. After breaking through the sword intent, his sword The heart is also stable, and it cannot be affected by drugs.

When Yan Zhiyu was injected with the fifth potion of rage, he felt that he should react a bit, so he let out a beast-like roar when Yang took off his collar.

Breaking free from the chains that bound him in an instant, he panted heavily with round eyes angrily, and overturned the nearest experimental platform.

Yang was escorted out of the laboratory by the combatants. He pushed his eyes and said calmly, "Don't be nervous, let the battle robot out to hold him back. The potion is not a full version, and he will weaken after the effect passes."

Yan Zhiyu slapped the door of the laboratory with a palm containing internal strength, making a deep dent. This palm was enough for him to estimate the internal defense of the base.

It seems that to prevent those inside the base from escaping, the base's internal defenses may be much stronger than its exterior.

He kicked away the battle droids next to him, and saw Jan wink at him as he twirled through the air.

Yan Zhiyu frowned suspiciously, and then suddenly realized that the period of weakness was coming. He seemed to lose his strength in an instant. The palm he had hit the robot became soft, and was hit by the robot and flew to the wall. He struggled desperately on the ground, but couldn't get up.

Yang walked in under the escort of the soldiers, stepped on his head, and pinned him to the ground. "Little cat, be honest, come, give him some milk."

The soldier behind Yang immediately stepped forward to give Yan Zhiyu a dose of rage potion, and another soldier put a collar on him.

"Okay, half-pipe, if you hit him again, you'll die. Tie him up to a table, and I'm going to draw blood."

"What are you still looking at here? Your loud breathing disturbs me! Get out, thank you." Yang said rudely to the soldiers while taking blood samples.

The soldiers looked at each other, and finally retreated to the door of the laboratory.

Muttering in his mouth, Yang began to adjust the collar on Yan Zhiyu's neck, as if he was adjusting the electric shock function.

Yan Zhiyu heard Yang whisper in his ear, "Heal your injury, I will find a way to let you go out first in three days, and contact your teammates, base 22."

Before Yan Zhiyu could react, Yang pressed the button on the collar, Yan Zhiyu was stunned, Yang pressed it again, and Yan Zhiyu lost consciousness instantly.

After taking the blood, Yang took some bone tissue. He commanded the soldiers to drag Yan Zhiyu away, and recorded on the data: 'Experiment No. 3, Facebook Man, has passed the test and is recommended to participate in the first batch of tests. '

Yan Zhiyu closed his eyes and meditated for a day on the bed, thinking that it was time to wake up.

He touched the collar and thought about the plan in his mind. Since Jan had other plans, he would follow Jan's plan.

Anyway, as long as he leaves here, the Avengers will find him immediately and take him away.

Three days later, someone found the same clothes as the Chongyang suit he used to put on him, but it didn't have any added defensive attributes, and there was also a sword box that could be faked, but there was no flying sword, and he was only given an imitation sword .

After Yang and his boss asked for instructions, they stood in front of Yan Zhiyu and asked, "Long live Hydra."

Yan Zhiyu's expression was blank for a moment, his eyes widened in horror, the veins on the back of his hand holding the sword stretched, he almost gritted his teeth and said reluctantly from his throat, "Hydra...Long live."

"Okay." Yang looked back at his boss, "He has already regarded this place as a Hydra."

After receiving instructions, Yan Zhiyu was imprisoned in a transport vehicle, and three other superheroes were taken to other places.

Headed to New York and Miami respectively.

…………

Professor X, who has been assisting the Avengers in the Avengers Building for a while now, suddenly opened his eyes.

"I heard it, Miami." Professor X said suspiciously, "His mind is very confused, only this voice is very clear."

"There's more than one voice in my head?" Clinton rubbed his bow and arrow.

Professor X looked puzzled, he covered his head, "Normally yes, but Facebook Man is about to collapse, his thinking is chaotic."

"Anyway, we should go to Miami."

"Sir, here is some news you should read." Jarvis cast the projection without waiting for Tony's consent.

The picture shakes violently, and the person taking the picture seems to be terrified. On the picture, a white figure slowly walks out from the flames of the explosion. He raises the long sword in his hand, and sprints towards the police car not far away.

The bullet pierced his shoulder and grazed his cheek, and his white clothes were stained red with blood, but the man seemed to have no way of avoiding it, and a sword pierced a policeman's shoulder.

"Yan?!" Peter Parker exclaimed, "My area! That's Queens!"

"Captain, go to Queens, I'll send you location Yan is there!" Tony immediately thought of Steve who was on a mission near Queens, he put on his armor and said quickly, then smashed through the glass and flew out, followed by Peter Parker Jump down from that hole.

Natasha stopped Clinton, who wanted to follow, she frowned and thought for a moment, "Jarvis activates the Quinjet, Clinton, Banner, let's go to Miami."

As soon as Natasha's words fell, a flying sword broke through the wall and flew past her neck. She raised her hand to touch her neck in a daze, and her hand was covered with blood.

"Natasha!" Dr. Banner cried nervously.

"It's okay, just a little bit of skin." Natasha handled the wound skillfully.

The flying sword that almost killed Natasha: ...It was so dangerous, but luckily I turned sideways.

It shook the sword body and let out a sword cry, speeding up and flying towards its master.

The other swords are all in the sword case. The sword case was hidden by the owner. It was the only sword that was first assigned to guard the dining car, and then was given away when it got lost. Now that all the swords are resting, it ran out to fight. It must be Master's favorite sword!

A cold light flew past Yan Zhiyu, blocking the bullets for him. Yan Zhiyu threw the broken sword in his hand, trying to knock out the gun in the opposite policeman's hand.

"Facebook! Stop!"

There was a loud roar in the distance, and then the Harley Chariot came galloping, and a shield blocked him from throwing the long sword.

Yan Zhiyu didn't want to admit that when he heard that voice, his body stopped unconsciously, and he took a deep breath to suppress the throbbing in his heart.

He raised his hand and summoned the flying sword that was rushing over into his hand, telling himself that he must not fall short, he must be controlled by the rage potion, and he must lose his mind.

But all the mental construction he had done collapsed the moment he saw Steve.

He didn’t cry when he was tortured inhumanely during this period, he didn’t cry when he fainted several times from the electric shock, and he didn’t cry when he was pushed to the ground and beaten by people who were far behind him.

But when he saw Steve's nervous and worried eyes, he suddenly felt aggrieved. He knew that as long as he threw down his sword and asked Steve for help, Steve would definitely protect him at the cost of his life.

He blinked, holding back the welling tears, opened his mouth, and let out a tiny, extreme cry, "Steve..."

I miss you.

Immediately afterwards, he clenched his teeth and let out a meaningless roar from his throat, and the horizontal sword attacked Steve.

Steve has never been in such pain. He blocked Yan Zhiyu's attack with his shield, not wanting him to hurt those ordinary people, but he saw a bullet draw a bloodstain on Yan Zhiyu's cheek, which almost killed him. over him.

"Yan! I'm Steve!" Steve stared at Yan Zhiyu's red eyes and growled in a low voice. At the same time, he adjusted his body to block Yan Zhiyu tightly.

Yan Zhiyu couldn't give him feedback, it's not yet time, how did Yang tell him that the berserk potion will lose its effect after three hours, and they will enter a period of weakness.

That's when it made sense that he was killed or captured.

With a cold expression, Yan Zhiyu slapped Steve's shield with his free hand and knocked him backwards.

"Natasha, Yan was injected with a berserk potion and didn't listen to me at all, what should I do now!" Steve asked on the public channel while Yan Zhiyu was attacking.

"Beat him until he wakes up."

Steve was stunned for a moment. He looked at Yan Zhiyu opposite, but his feet seemed to have taken root on the ground. He gritted his teeth, swung his shield and rushed over with a roar.

Yan Zhiyu didn't want to fight with Steve, if his sword went down, Steve would die.

So he pretended to be attracted by the people on the side of the road, turned around and attacked.

When he saw Yan Zhiyu attacking the people, the tight string in Steve's mind broke. He slammed into Yan Zhiyu without reservation, pressed him with his shield, and controlled him under him.

The violent impact made Yan Zhiyu grunt in pain.

Steve punched Yan Zhiyu on the shoulder when he was in a daze, and there was a gunshot wound there.

Yan Zhiyu's eyes widened in disbelief, he arched his body and panted like a dehydrated fish, and couldn't use his strength for a while.

He knew that he should be losing his mind now, and his sense of pain should be weakened, like a corpse.

But when he saw Steve's fist hit his face, his body trembled uncontrollably, he closed his eyes subconsciously, and raised his hands to protect himself.

He waited for a long time, waiting for Steve's soft kiss, which was printed on his dusty face, warm, and burned to the bottom of his heart.

"My Yan Zhiyu..." Steve murmured softly in his ear, and at the same time snapped off the collar around his neck.

Yan Zhiyu immediately sensed what he was going to do, he clenched his hands, trying to summon a flying sword to block Steve's movements.

The flying sword passed through Steve's lower abdomen and was nailed to the shield. At the same time, Yan Zhiyu felt a slight pain in his neck, and his vision began to blur.

Steve coughed lightly and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He covered Yan Zhiyu's water-stained eyes with his empty hand, and coaxed him with a gentle voice, as if all the disaster hadn't happened yet.

"I'm here, Yan, I'm here."

Yan Zhiyu could have resisted the effect of the medicine, but he followed Steve's strength and closed his eyes and lay in his arms.

He is already very tired, now he can rest assured.

Steve will protect him, and the Avengers will help him deal with everything that follows.

He had let the infamy of the army bear its mark on him, it was only necessary to expose them to the sun.

He hangs his hand limply, holding his collar tightly in his hand.

"Captain America, please put down your weapons and hand over Facebook immediately." A group of soldiers pointed their guns at Steve and slowly surrounded him.

Steve carefully picked up Yan Zhiyu, he lowered his head and rubbed Yan Zhiyu's hair, his eyes were firm, and he said unquestionably, "He belongs to the Avengers, you have no right to arrest him."

"In fact, Captain, we have the right to disrupt social order and attack the public police..."

Tony flew over Steve, raised his palm and blasted the open space in front of the soldiers, successfully shutting them up.

"Don't be nervous, we will give you an explanation, but not now."

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"Experiment No. 3 was taken away by the Avengers!"

Yang added a cube of sugar to the coffee, glanced lazily at the soldiers rushing over, and took a sip of the coffee, "What are you afraid of, he's already been hypnotized, the one who should be anxious should be Hydra."