Naruto System In Marvel World

Thinking of the upright Captain America, Zhang Lan suddenly thought of a question that he had been ignoring all along.

That is. If Captain America and Johnny of Human Torch meet, what kind of experience will it be?

Twins?

In the midst of wild imagination, ten fire trucks roared in and stopped at the edge of the airport. The firefighters on the trucks did not get out of the trucks, and were preparing for the fire trucks, waiting for the first time. to the rescue site.

A moment later, a total of twenty ambulances arrived one after another, and the police sirens sounded uniformly. Vehicles far away heard them and drove their cars to make way.

But the sand truck that Zhang Lan had been waiting for hadn't arrived yet.

Andre from afar ran over again with an anxious look on his face.

"Well, Lan, something went wrong." Andre spoke quickly: "The truck transporting sand was blocked, a bridge passing the airport was blown up to a width of four meters, and the sand truck was stuck On the bridge, you can't move for the time being."

Hearing this, Zhang Lan immediately realized that this was a warning from Hydra.

Otherwise, no one would block the progress of several sand trucks at this moment.

His brows were tightly wrinkled.

The airport will be used for forced landing later on, and the underground is also mostly mud, with very few rocks, so there is not much sand to be crushed.

The nearest ones are residential buildings. The amount of sand needed this time is very large. If a hole is opened in the ground, it may cause a partial landslide.

Landslides in residential houses are no joke, and a few hundred casualties can be caused by the collapse of a building.

Zhang Lan answered Tony's call.

"Tony, is this the case and is there any other place where you can get a lot of sand?"

"Wait a minute, let me check." Tony paused for about ten seconds: "Lan, large trucks must be strictly registered when entering the city of Los Angeles. There are currently 18 large buildings under construction in Los Angeles, and the nearest Oh, 'good news', they're stuck on the bridge with fifteen heavy trucks."

"Shit! This is really not good news!" Zhang Lan cursed fiercely: "Tony, come down and pick me up. Let's go to the flyover. I hope the crack that was blown up is not big!"

"OK, OK, am I a driver today?"

Having no time to pay attention to Tony, Zhang Lan created a shadow avatar with a small amount of chakra, and then canceled it immediately, and the Sha avatar who had been on standby on the airliner immediately received the relevant news.

The inside of the airliner is disturbed by electromagnetic waves, and this is the only way to pass the message.

The sand clone asked: "Edie, the situation has changed, how long can we last at most?"

Edie: "The safety scale of the fuel quantity is only enough for fifteen minutes. If you want to persist, you must refuel in the air, and then you can only see how long the engine of the passenger plane can last."

Sand clone: ​​"Why is the engine so close to the limit? Even if it is an old-fashioned airliner, it should take more than this time, right?"

Edie: "This is the hand and foot of Hydra before, pretending to be an accident caused by an engine problem, so as to attract people's attention."

The sand clone nodded, split into a shadow clone, and then canceled it.

Tony also came in a hurry, took Zhang Lan in his arms and took off directly, so that he didn't even have time to put on the holy clothes. He received the news of the shadow clone on the passenger plane on the way, and his face became more and more gloomy.

From the very beginning, Hydra had no intention of letting go of the personnel of this passenger plane.

From the "accidental" detachment of the landing gear to the engine problem, it is all to attribute the crash to the airline, so as to make Zhang Lan disappear from the world.

Money touches people's hearts. Only then did he realize how tempting his Chakra system is to Hydra.

Iron Man's energy injector is very fast, and the bridge at the accident site is only ten seconds away, and it is very close to the airport, only ten minutes' drive away.

"Tony, I'm sorry, the passenger plane over there is not enough fuel, so..."

"OK, OK, I'll take care of it, don't you need me here?" Tony said in a helpless tone.

"Gone."

"boom!"

Zhang Lan hadn't finished speaking a single word when Tony activated the energy injector and flew straight to the airport.

The aerial refueling was handed over to Tony. Zhang Lan felt relieved and focused on the broken bridge incident here.

The place Tony chose to stop was in front of the first truck, which was three meters away from the break of the bridge deck. Presumably the driver had not braked in time, and he might have fallen down.

The sea is under the bridge, and the heavy truck fell, and the driver may hardly survive.

Going forward, Zhang Lan glanced back. The heavy truck behind him was crooked. It must have been caught off guard by the sudden brake, and there was no time to adjust the position. Several trucks collided with each other. After counting, there were still thirteen trucks left. Adding the first one, there are fourteen.

Fourteen?

Isn't it fifteen?

Zhang Lan was taken aback, and walked quickly to the truck door.

The driver is a big black man. His teeth are very white, and he must look good when he smiles. He is wearing a set of work clothes full of mud stains. The company logo on his chest has been worn away, leaving only a faint trace. This set of overalls has been with its owner for many years.

The black driver was not in a high mood. When he saw Zhang Lan driving up, he took off his earphones and smiled, but that smile was not much better than crying, and there were still tears in the corners of his eyes.

What made him cry?

The ominous premonition in my heart deepened.

"Hello, thank you very much for coming. Don't you have fifteen heavy trucks? Why are there only fourteen now?" Zhang Lan asked politely.

Hearing this, the black driver took a deep breath very excitedly, and didn't say much, but pointed to the crack in the bridge in front of the heavy truck.

Needless to say, I understand.

"I'm really sorry." Zhang Lan felt quite uncomfortable: "But, I still want to ask now, is there a way for you to contact the drivers behind you, I have something to say."

The black driver still did not answer, and pointed to the mobile phone at the front of the car. Zhang Lan looked at it. The screen of the mobile phone was overlooking a heavy truck. Through the window, a teenager could be seen looking at the mobile phone screen at the corner of the heavy truck. The driver's seat was a black driver in shabby work clothes.

This is Zhang Lan's live broadcast.

On the live broadcast screen, Zhang Lan could still see a few bullet screens passing by, it was a new function developed by Tony and the others, and it was written——

"It was the convoy organized by the two brothers, who led the way."

"Lan, he's dumb and his vocal cords are damaged."

"Zhang, it was his brother who fell."

These bullet screens hit Zhang Lan's softness deep in his heart, and his eyes turned red uncontrollably.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Lan turned to look at the black driver:

"You mean, are all heavy truck drivers watching the live broadcast?"

The black driver nodded affirmatively.

Seeing this, Zhang Lan first withdrew from the cockpit, took off the gourd at his waist and threw it into the last heavy truck, walked to the crack of the bridge, bowed deeply, got up after three seconds, and then turned to the black driver. , facing him, facing the remaining 14 heavy trucks, bowed deeply, and it took a full three seconds to straighten up.

Zhang Lanlang said, his voice was very loud, and he was roaring with all his strength.

"I'm sorry, but now is not the time to be sad. Over the airport, there are nearly 400 people waiting for me, waiting for you, let's rescue them together. I will build a bridge made of sand later, no I promise with my life that there will be no problems, now, heavy trucks who dare to cross my sand bridge, please start your vehicles."

As Zhang Lan's voice fell, the black driver of the first car turned the key without hesitation, and the engine of the heavy truck made a low and powerful roar, roaring instead of its owner.

After the first roar of the black driver, followed by the second, third, fourth and finally the fourteenth.

All of a sudden, these 14 heavy-duty trucks sang the roar of their workers. Through Zhang Lan's live broadcast, they showed the bravery and passion of the workers to thousands of people in front of the Internet.

Recommend tickets~reward~let's have a wave.

Recommendation: The Exorcist Detective of American Comics, which has received rave reviews.