Ding dong~

The pleasant doorbell rang in the house, and the Chinese man sitting on the sofa frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

Leaving the sofa, he decided to teach the guy who "didn't know etiquette" a little lesson.

"Oh...brother, it's you."

When the door was opened, the people of the motherland were so surprised that their expressions changed instantly.

Black holds flowers in her right hand and takes out a notebook from behind with her left hand, which reads:

Can I go in?

"Of course." The motherland man turned sideways, with a smile on his face, and let Xuan Se enter the door, then reached out and gently closed the door.

"How did you know I was here?"

Sitting down casually, the people of the motherland looked at Black with a half-smile.

Apart from Madeleine, the person he likes and trusts most in the company is Black.

This old employee of Walter International taught him a lot when he first became a "hero".

"Edgar."

Looking at the answer written in black, the motherland nodded.

It is true that only he dares to find out his position.

"So, you came to me just to confirm my location." The native raised his eyebrows indifferently.

His accommodation, his private villa, were all purchased with public funds from Walter International.

He didn't care about exposing his position, after all, there was nothing to expose.

"terrorist."

Turn the page in black and write quickly.

Then he flipped it again and wrote Soldier Boy.

"What?"

The people of the motherland looked at the mist and were completely unable to connect the two words terrorist and soldier boy.

Didn't Soldier Boy die forty years ago?

Died in Nicaragua.

Black took back the notebook, took out his cell phone from behind, clicked on a video, and handed it to him, motioning for him to take a good look.

The people of the motherland are doubtful, with big question marks written on their faces.

Judging from him being a fan of Soldier Boy for decades, the one above is indeed Soldier Boy.

y, not a computer special effect.

It’s a real-life superhero, Soldier Boy, who is exactly the same as the original.

Doubts turned into surprises. In just a moment, the Chinese people threw their mobile phones on the sofa and pretended to be calm: "Give me a copy later."

What he was happy about was not that Soldier Boy was "resurrected" or that the terrorist was Soldier Boy, but that Vought International was about to end.

Edgar is going down.

At that time, as long as Newman's side operates properly, he will be able to clear everything up.

Then, get rid of Soldier Boy, and Vought International is within easy reach.

Even if he runs for president again, I believe American citizens will actively vote for him.

"Edgar hopes you will take action to punish the soldier boy." Xuanzi took out his notebook again and wrote down something.

The surprise was gone, and the people of the motherland were inexplicably unhappy: "Why? No one can force me to do something I don't want to do."

"Lane's address."

After a long silence, the motherland finally compromised for love again. In this world, the only person he cared about most was Ryan.

Leaving the homeland, Black sends a message of success to Edgar.

It gave Edgar some relief from his heavy heart.

hope everything is fine…

…

Inside the legendary villa, the three Arthurs broke in and used this place as a temporary base.

Although Legend was angry, he could not refuse and could only passively accept it.

Press this grievance deep in your heart.

"I need more big dicks and women." The soldier boy was sitting on a single sofa with his eagle and iron shield placed in the corner, feeling relaxed and freehand.

Arthur looked at the TV, waved his hands, and said, "The deal does not include these things."

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting serious, Legend smiled and said, "I'm going to get these things. Your transaction has nothing to do with me, right?"

If these two guys get into a fight over this little shit, his life and villa property will be at stake.

Not long after, several girls came to the villa and had an orgy with the soldier boy in the bedroom.

Butcher entered from the outside, walked through the corridor, shook his head slightly at Arthur, entered the living room and sat down: "The black bastard is gone. He seems to have disappeared from the world since the battle with us."

"Don't worry, have a good rest."

"No, I still have to look for it." After only staying for a few minutes, Butcher got up and left again.

He couldn't delay the opportunity for revenge indefinitely because of that bastard Black.

"Who is he?" Legend twisted a bucket of ice cubes and passed Butcher, and asked Arthur in confusion.

"Blinded by hatred."

Legend nodded, he understood what Butcher was thinking, a madman driven by hatred.

Ignoring him no longer, he walked to the bedroom, knocked on the door, opened the door, and said with a smile: "Girls, the ice cubes are here."

Back in the living room, Legend sat down so tiredly that the sofa whined: "It hasn't been moved like this for a long time."

"I still remember the time when I was serving people like this before I joined Vought International. At that time, I was earning a salary of three dollars a day."

He leaned over and picked up the cigar box on the table, took out a cigar, cut off some of the ends, lit it and took a puff, laughing at himself: "I'm actually still alive and well."

"What can you do with three dollars now? You can't do shit."

"By the way, let me show you this." He called up a singing program and mocked: "Soldier boy sings."

It's ugly, very ugly.

"You'd better transfer back." Arthur felt uncomfortable all over.

"It seems like you don't like this either." Legend switched back and said with a raised eyebrow, "But I'll get used to it after watching it a few times."

He is as interested in these dark histories of superhuman beings as he is with monkeys.

"You know what's the funniest thing? When he wanted to sing this, no one could stop him. He seemed to be very confident in his voice."

He glanced back to confirm that the soldier boy was still excited, quietly approached Arthur, and whispered: "This is still an adjusted video."

"Legend! Legend!" Soldier Boy shouted from the bedroom.

Legend stood up from the sofa and trotted all the way. Suddenly there was a thud and he accidentally kicked the table leg. He took a breath, held back the pain, and replied: "Here, I'm here."

After the busy work, Legend fell on the sofa again, his eyes losing their luster.

"Do you know where Walter International stores Compound No. 5?" Arthur asked.

Compound No. 5 has a probability of awakening superpowers in humans, allowing superhumans to heal wounds faster and strengthen their strength.

Of course, the side effects are also obvious. Humans will die if they don’t awaken their superpowers, and superhumans will die if they take too many injections.

Died from various complications.

Heart disease, osteoporosis, cancer, etc.

"Why do you want to know this all of a sudden? I remember you are a super human. It shouldn't have much effect on you." Legend said calmly.

"That thing is poison, it's best not to use it. It will make you addicted."

"I know, but there are some things that must be done." Arthur turned his head and looked, their eyes intersecting in the air.

"I don't know much..."


Chapter completed!