Vol 2 Chapter 45: Collision

A large black transport plane landed slowly at the airport in China, Tibet, and plateau. After taxiing on the runway for a period of time, it stopped.
Several black cars drove into the airport and stopped at the door of the transport plane. A group of Chinese people in black suits got off the car and waited respectfully by the transport plane.
The door of the plane opened and Luo Feng walked down the gangway. As he walked, he waved to the people waiting for him.
"Comrades are too polite to come to meet me."
Walking down the gangway, Luo Feng shook hands enthusiastically with the officials headed.
"Director Luo, your visit to Huaxia will definitely improve our work."
"Are you doing a good job of intelligence? You knew I was coming without prior notice?" Luo Feng shook his head and said, "But I'm not here to inspect. I'm just here to meet someone. You should go back first."
Several officials from the Asian sub-bureau still wanted to persuade him, Luo Feng's face was stern, and they were silent, and reluctantly got into the car and left.
After driving away the officials from the Asian branch of S.H.I.E.L.D., Luo Feng boarded a military helicopter and flew directly to the Himalayas.
The helicopter flew over the lofty snow-capped mountains. Luo Feng sat in the position of the co-pilot and glanced down, his gaze was like a torch, and he glanced across the ground, revealing subtle details.
"Chief, the blizzard is coming."
Flying over the roof of the world, even the most experienced and outstanding pilots will find it difficult to encounter snowstorms. The pilot pointed to a thick plume cloud ahead and said with some concern.
"Then you can fly the plane back." Luo Feng said: "I will get off the plane here."
The pilot observed the situation on the ground and shook his head with a wry smile: "Chief, this is not suitable for landing. If you hover, it will be too windy."
"It doesn't matter, I parachute down."
Luo Feng opened the door of the cabin as he said, jumped out, and got off the plane.
The pilot scratched his head, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly shouted: "Chief, you forgot to bring your parachute!"
But the only response to him was the cold wind with snowflakes.
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Of course Luo Feng doesn’t need a parachute. He spreads his limbs in the air to slightly slow down the speed of the fall. He lifts the innate qi, and gently his palms to bring up a vortex of air current. With the help of the cyclone to vent his force, it seems like he’s gone through The winged flight suit, like a big bird, soars in the mountains of the Himalayas.
The helicopter pilot was greatly relieved when he saw Luo Feng glide past the plane with his arms open. Knowing that this leader with a legendary background is also extraordinary, he couldn't help but feel that he could manage one of the most powerful departments on the planet. The man who fulfills the duty of protecting the earth is really extraordinary.
The realm of innate warrior has already opened up the bridge between heaven and earth. The acquired turbidity has turned into innate freshness, and the source of true energy is endless. Luo Feng has performed extremely lightly. Although he cannot fly freely, he can glide against the wind. The wind in the Himalayas is strong. He is like a fish in water.
After gliding for a while, Luo Feng stared at the ground again, and suddenly found that there was a bright yellow in the white snow, and when he took a closer look, it was a climber trapped in a snowstorm. The man was climbing a rock wall, but his energy was exhausted. , Is still struggling in the wind and snow, and will not support it.
This person is one of Luo Feng's search targets.
Luo Feng's arms shook, as if an eagle retracted its wings and dived, he changed its flight trajectory and rushed towards the climber. He was about to approach, and he was spinning on the cliff he was going to climb.
Luo Feng fell on the cliff, shaking up a piece of ice and rubble. The climber was already unable to support it. This was even worse, and he would fall when he loosened his hand.
But his wrist was grabbed by Luo Feng, and he pulled him up to the cliff with just a light lift.
This climber is a foreigner with curly hair and long, narrow cheeks. Luo Feng took a closer look. Isn't this Holmes?
With S.H.I.E.L.D.'s investigative capabilities, it was easy to find a neurosurgeon named Stephen Strange. It was found that Mr. Strange was in a car accident, his dexterous hands were disabled, and various treatments failed. After saving the last bit of savings and buying a direct flight ticket to Tibet, Luo Feng set off to follow him to hit him.
Stephen was so weak that he fainted after the shock of falling.
With a palm, Luo Feng pressed his palm to his chest, gave him a little innate qi, and helped him recover quickly, and then carried him to find a rock wall to shelter him from the wind, and put him down so that his body temperature would not drop too much. fast.
After proper placement, Luo Feng pulled out the plateau gas stove from the storage space and took out a small pot to burn some snow water.
At this time Stephen also woke up. He stared at Luo Feng with wide eyes in surprise, and said in English with a bit of London accent, "Did I have hallucinations? I saw a Chinese man in a black suit in the Himalayas. people!"
"Am I still wearing a leather coat?" Luo Feng said with a smile: "This coat is not air-tight and warm enough."
Luo Feng is wearing the standard suit of S.H.I.E.L.D. agent plus the same leather coat as Nick Fury.
In fact, warriors of the innate realm have long been cold and hot, and can climb the Himalayas in shorts and vests.
Stephan was handed a cup of hot cocoa, he took it with a trembling hand, and drank it slowly, before it came over and recovered a bit of energy.
"Thank you for saving my life, I thought I was dead." The future Doctor Strange said with lingering fear.
Luo Feng waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are a mountaineering enthusiast? Why did you choose this route? Didn't the local guide warn you that this route is not suitable for mountaineering at all, and may even offend the'mountain god'. ?"
Stephen smiled bitterly and stretched out his trembling hand and said: "I heard that there is a master living in seclusion here, and I want to see him for treatment. What about you? Why do you appear here in this way?"
"Coincident!" Luo Feng said, "I also went to find that master."
"You don't have any climbing equipment, how did you climb up?" Stephen looked at Luo Feng and couldn't help asking.
Luo Feng pointed to the sky and said, "I parachuted down. By the way, when it comes to curing diseases, I have a magic potion..."
Halfway through the conversation, Luo Feng squinted at Stephen's horse face and swallowed the following words: "When I didn't say it."
Stephen looked at him in confusion, not understanding what Luo Feng meant.
"Well, since we are on the same road."
Luo Feng was also a little embarrassed, so he immediately switched off the topic: "When you have a good rest, let's start together. You can take care of each other on the way."
Stephen nodded gratefully, took out the compressed biscuits and bake them by the stove that Luo Feng had started, and ate them while drinking hot cocoa. After a short rest, he completely recovered his strength and stood up with Luo Feng's support.
The two of them headed for the top of the mountain against the violent snowstorm. Their way of going up the mountain was completely different. Stephen was climbing, hooking the rock cracks and ice blocks with a mountaineering pick, while Luo Feng's toes were lighter and people were like arrows. Like a lasing shot, it fell into the distance.
The difference in speed between the two was too great, and Luo Feng was a little impatient, and simply returned to him, stretched out his hand to carry him on his shoulders, and carried him on a fast pace between the cliffs and the rugged rocks.