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Chapter 260 Wow! Bruce Lee? Alive!

North America.

Be thankful.

It was still early, and the Avengers had not yet set out into space.

Even before the Infinite Wars truly began, most of their main forces remained on Earth.

Is this good news?

Of course, because this also means that Earth has more defenses and can deal with some supernatural things.

Is this bad news?

Perhaps so, because it is precisely because of the survival of so many superheroes that the eight hammers have unsurprisingly found their suitable owners, all of whom are power-type characters.

Suddenly, their former friends turned into vicious enemies, and with the endless stream of Asgardian-style minions, the heroes' defensive line was struggling to cope.

Especially under the guidance of Hanlu, this time Orochi actually went directly to Hydra, the world's largest villain organization.

The only thing that can be considered a plot point is that Red Skull was initially very stubborn and refused to back down. He's not his daughter; he's a real supervillain, okay?

He believes that after defeating superheroes for so many years, he has developed his own pride.

Then he lost.

Having been brainwashed by magic, he had absolutely no power to resist.

He even foolishly began to regard the giant snake in front of him as the true master of Hydra.

You know what, the snake in the name really does resemble the owner of Hydra.

Then the rest of the story is easy to understand: with the support of Hydra's almost inexhaustible army and forces.

The great serpent! The new ruler of the Hydra!

It began to sweep across the entire world with the speed of a whirlwind!

Even the Avengers were initially crippled by the enemy, and many of them retreated to remote areas or the underground world.

at the same time.

Those who have already participated in the West Coast Avengers are also in the North American region.

To cover the retreat of his old friends in Chinatown, Shang-Chi kicked a soldier who was trying to ambush him, sending him sprawling to the ground. As the soldier shouted "Long live Hydra," he detonated a self-destructing grenade.

The surging airwaves swept over everything around, but fortunately Shangqi was already prepared. He rolled on the spot and managed to hide at the edge of a low wall, thus escaping unharmed.

But when he leaned against the wall to rest again, he was shocked to find that his thigh had been hit by the flying shards without him noticing.

The continuous flow of blood, mixed with fragments, brought excruciating pain that irritated the spirit of this martial arts master.

"I've found you."

A sudden, gentle, and refined voice startled the man, who was still secretly suffering.

He launched himself into the air with a high-difficulty backflip, his hands bracing the ground as his thighs swung like a spinning dragon towards the suddenly appearing figure, who was unsure whether he was friend or foe.

But right now, in this godforsaken place, the chances of them being enemies are always much greater than the chances of them being friends.

Unfortunately, such martial arts skills were utterly useless to Hanlu, carrying no insulting connotation whatsoever.

However, the opponent's skills were only enough to deal with ordinary people. As for Hanlu...

When Shang Qi's flying whip kick slammed into the man with a powerful gust of wind, it was as if he had kicked an invisible protective shield. His foot could not move an inch, but the expected reaction force did not follow. He felt as if his thigh was tightly locked by something, as if he were deep in a swamp.

Shang Qi was surprised. Even if one were deeply mired in a swamp, there should be a forward momentum, but there was none here.

"Don't worry. I'm not a bad person, I'm here to help, that's all for now."

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Shang Qi quickly pulled back his leg, which hadn't been grabbed. He lay prone, warily watching the Chinese man who had appeared before him.

However, he did not show the slightest contempt because of his fellow countrymen's skin color.

You know, these days, sometimes it's more dangerous to run into a local than someone from out of town.

When the fellow sees the fellow, tears well up.

Stab them in the back, then sell them into slavery.

However, Hanlu didn't seem to want to waste any time talking to the kung fu master in front of her who looked just like Bruce Lee.

He approached the other party purely to save face. With a slight flick of his finger, the golden runes unfolded like a Kamar-Taj sorcerer. Shang Qi thought the other party was there to help, but little did he know that a circular doorway had appeared beneath his feet.

As the golden circle completely engulfed him, his body involuntarily fell downwards. When he regained his senses, he found himself lying face down on the neat, cold tiles.

There were a few other guys around there, guys he seemed to recognize.

"Not bad, you're the best performer among these people."

Shang Qi did a somersault and quickly stood up. His initial defensive stance was aimed at Han Lu in front of him.

"Who are you? Where is this place? Why did you bring me here?"

"I am the deputy director of the Divine Spear Bureau and the leader of the Super Soldier Company. This is a branch base of the Eastern Divine Spear Bureau."

"I brought you here temporarily to join the Super Soldier Corps, to be a temporary worker and get you used to the team, and then you'll continue your mission of punishing evil."

Without pausing, Hanlu immediately announced his goal, identity, and location. After all, he was there to invite people to form a team, not to fight, and he wasn't some kind of ruthless villain.

Why don't you just explain things clearly?

To avoid conflict.

A few question marks flashed across Shang-Chi's head. After all, whenever he said something like that, the other person was probably a villain. He would stubbornly play the villain's role, like saying, "I won't tell you, I won't tell you," and then the familiar beating would begin. Finally, when the other person was on the verge of death, he would reveal the whole plan.

But as he looked around the huge training ground, he saw a figure whirlwind, and a young man wielding a greatsword wildly and haphazardly, like chopping wood or cutting down a tree.

Oh, right, he saw five Chinese people who looked somewhat alike carrying a large rock while doing weight training.

"Why are you looking for me?"

Shangqi covered his forehead and walked step by step to the green glass.

Looking at the still peaceful blue sky outside, it was a world apart from the one on the other side of the ocean where people were still fighting.

While one side was engulfed in war, the other side enjoyed peace and harmony.

"First of all, you are of Chinese descent."

???

Shang turned around, bewildered. "It's not you, buddy. You're a racial knight, huh?"

Hanlu showed no remorse whatsoever; instead, she straightened her chest.

They seemed quite proud of the other person's surprise.

"Secondly, you have great potential. You are a kung fu master, and I have a newbie here who needs your guidance!"

Third, I see you're all alone out there without any relatives, so I brought you here to form a team.

Fourth, could you sign your name for me?

Hanlu pulled out another postcard from somewhere and handed it to Shangqi.

As if afraid that Shang-Chi would not agree, a fountain pen appeared in Shang-Chi's hand at some point.

He nodded and looked at the man in front of him who seemed somewhat expectant, but in the end, he did not refuse the man's kindness.

After all, it's just signing a name, it's no big deal.

just.

Shang Qi looked at his signed name, which had suddenly changed to three characters.

Who is Bruce Lee?