Chapter 197 What a shitty world! (Ask for monthly ticket)
“OMF*ckingGod!!”
"Yes! Justdoit!"
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After a long time, the two bodies hugging each other slowly separated, and they lay naked on the bed, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.
There was a blush of passion on Newman's cheeks. She turned to look at the man beside her, and saw Lango still acting as if nothing had happened. He rested his hands behind his head and leisurely watched superhero fandom on TV. Movie.
In the picture, a girl with a pretty face wearing the same platinum battle suit as Starlight sat on the sofa, surrounded by five muscular black men wearing white tight vests.
After seeing the next scene, Newman's eyes widened instantly and he looked at Rango funny.
"Do you still have this hobby?"
"Well Teddy gave it to me when we came into the room and I had no idea what it was."
Looking at "Starlight" using his hands and feet in the picture, Lango coughed lightly, then turned off the TV and returned his attention to Newman.
He stared at Newman with a smile and asked calmly: "Who sent you?"
"What?" Newman looked confused and pretended to be innocent, "Didn't you drag me in?"
On the way out of Godokin University, under Lango's active flirtation and her own half-hearted push, the ambiguity between the two almost made the air burn. If it weren't for the driver, they might have been in the car. Just rolled together.
After returning to the company, everything naturally developed into Lango's bedroom, and the rest fell into place.
However, facing Newman's answer, Lango's eyes gradually became dark, and his eyes glowed faintly with red light.
"For the last time, who sent you here?!"
"OK, OK!"
Feeling the two blazing gazes, Newman quickly raised his hands in a gesture of comfort and explained: "It was Mr. Edgar who asked me to join the Superman Office in the White House in order to establish contact with your 'log house'."
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Lange frowned slightly when he heard this. He carefully looked at the charming and elite woman in front of him, and couldn't help but chuckle: "It seems that his influence is really not small. Even members of Congress can do whatever he wants." at the mercy of.”
Newman's eyes dimmed slightly, and she said slowly: "He adopted me from the orphanage and has been silently supporting me on my path to politics. From community councilor to senator, every step of the way is inseparable from his help."
".ha."
Lange smiled helplessly. He didn't expect that he could get such unexpected benefits by hooking up with a random woman.
As if he was worried that the other party would be angry and take revenge on him, Newman quickly added: "Although I was raised by him, I never had any feelings for him. He used me as a tool and even controlled my My daughter is here to prevent me from losing control. I only have hatred for him, and the reason why I cooperate with you is to get rid of his control."
She promised Lango: "Since joining the Superhuman Agency, I have never disclosed any information about the 'Log House' to Edgar. You should know that if I really intend to destroy it, your actions will never So smooth.”
After hearing this, Lange touched his chin involuntarily and fell into deep thought.
What this woman said made sense. She knew the truth behind the New York Dragon Incident. Once leaked, it would not only plunge them all into a crisis of trust, but could also lead to police pursuit.
This woman also knew about the previous evidence of superhuman crimes, including the scandal hidden underground at Gordokin University.
At least so far, she hasn't shown any intentions against them.
Lango turned to look at her, shrugged, and said with a bit of fun in his tone: "It seems that you do have a lot of hatred with Edgar."
When Newman heard this, the tension in his heart eased a little.
When Lange looked at her with those demon-like, red eyes just now, she really thought that she would be killed directly by him.
After getting along with each other for the past few days, she had roughly figured out some of the other person's personality.
In short, it's a bit of a bottom line, but not much.
She forced a smile and asked cautiously: "Butcher and the others have found out that Godokin University imprisoned dozens of superhuman students in the underground laboratory for human experiments. You really don't plan to expose such a big scandal. If the public finds out, as the controlling president of Vought Corporation, Edgar will probably not be able to escape the blame and will definitely be attacked and stepped down."
Lango shook his head slightly, "What good would it do me to kill Walter completely? A half-dead Walter who can still make the government feel threatened and alert is more in my interests."
After saying that, he pushed the woman's hands away from the quilt, got dressed and prepared to leave.
Frankly speaking, he felt a little unhappy. He originally thought that the female congressman was touched by his appearance and figure and his ability to attract girls, so he half pushed her to sleep with him.
As a result, it now seems that she was more likely to use him to give herself a more advantageous position in the fight against Edgar.
"that."
Newman's voice came from behind. She leaned on the bedside, her eyes full of confusion: "How on earth did you find out that I am a superhuman? I remember that I have never shown my superpowers in front of you."
Lango turned to look at her, "It's smoking down there, but you're fine. If you're not a superhuman, are you a robot?"
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Late at night, the thin moonlight fell on a dilapidated old theater.
At this time, a figure covered in black armor walked slowly on the empty stage, looking particularly lonely and mysterious.
He took out a box of cans from his backpack and poured it onto the plate. The sticky baked beans in tomato sauce were put directly into his mouth without being heated, chewing a few times and swallowing it hastily.
From time to time, his eyes looked at the animated graffiti on the theater wall, which looked like animated graffiti in Disney movies. His eyes, which were always full of gloom and murderous intent, became softer at this time.
This was his favorite place when he was a child. Although the theater is now abandoned, he would come over to visit it whenever he had time and eat his favorite baked beans with tomato sauce as a child. Only at this moment did he feel happy. It will become calmer, as if returning to that carefree childhood full of longing for the future.
Bang!
However, at this moment, the already shaky door of the theater was knocked away by a powerful force and fell heavily ten meters away.
The next second, a man with white hair slowly walked in.
Not only does this man have snow-white hair, but his skin is as pale as a death. Paired with a pair of pupils that shine coldly in the dark night, it gives people a strange and oppressive feeling.
"Good evening, Mr. Black."
Nuada, who was taken out of the [Wooden House] cell by Lange, had a polite smile on his face. He put his hands behind his back and looked directly at the black figure behind the table holding a plate.
"Please don't be afraid, let alone be impulsive."
Nuada smiled at him and said: "I came here just to fulfill my duties and arrest you for multiple murders. Of course, I have no intention of conflict with you, but if you insist on resisting, you can only blame me for being rude. ”
After saying this, a silver spear suddenly stretched out in his hand, shining with a cold light in the moonlight.
Meanwhile, Boston.
In a magnificently decorated villa, a unique party was being held here.
【Climax Meeting of Heroes】!
As the name suggests, this is a party specifically for superhumans. Everyone who can join, regardless of gender, is a superhero.
Of course, using superheroes to describe the participants in this party is actually a bit inappropriate, because almost none of them can be called heroes. At best, they are just a bunch of second- and third-rate superhumans.
"Well"
The vomiting man looked around and saw all naked men and women, immersed in endless joy. He couldn't help but squeak his teeth and looked at the big eater next to him, "Man, you said we want to Don’t you want to have fun first and then do things?”
The Big Stomach King also looked at these naked bodies, but he shook his head and replied angrily: "I'm not interested, none of them can catch my eye."
".OK."
The Vomiting Man lifted up his pants and sighed helplessly, "Then let's get rid of the two guys on the list first. If time permits, we can come over and have a good time."
The two then started searching in various rooms, and within a short time they had attracted the attention of all the superhumans present. It was obvious that they were the only two people still wearing clothes in the villa, and they still had a log cabin pin on the left chest of their uniforms. Pattern. Wait, log cabin? !
After reacting, the superhumans who were immersed in joy instantly became alert, stopped their movements one after another, and surrounded them with unkind expressions.
Looking at the white hot dogs and steamed buns in front of him, the Vomiting Man smiled awkwardly and said: "Don't misunderstand me guys, just keep going. We are just here to find you two. It has nothing to do with you. We will leave when you find us."
"Look what we found?"
A strong man with a thick chest hair jokingly said, "The bastard from the wooden house dares to come and cause trouble at the gathering!"
"Hey"
The vomiting man pointed at this guy and said in a serious tone: "Be careful what you say, buddy, my buddy is not as good-tempered as me." As he said that, he patted the arm of the big eater next to him.
However, the superhumans around him turned a deaf ear to this, and instead responded with a sneer, showing no signs of flinching.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. At this moment, a strange object shaped like an elephant's trunk suddenly stretched out from behind and quickly wrapped around the neck of the vomiting person like a poisonous snake.
"WTF?!"
The vomiting man exclaimed, his face instantly turning red. When he saw that the "elephant trunk" actually came from the lower body of a strong man, his shock quickly turned into unbelievable disgust!
"vomit"
A strong sense of nausea hit him, and thick vomit spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably, instantly hitting the "elephant trunk" wrapped around his neck.
I saw that the thing was like the flames of ice and snow, quickly corroded into a riddled appearance, and finally retracted into the strong man's body. "Farke!"
The hairy-chested man who was arrogant and proud a second ago was already lying on the ground, covering his lower body and wailing in pain.
But the vomiting man's anger did not subside. He felt a strong nausea coming to his heart again, and his lower abdomen involuntarily bulged.
He opened his mouth as if a fire hydrant had been flung open, and a stream of green vomit spurted out, covering the crowd around him.
In an instant, screams broke out one after another, and the superhumans who were hit by the vomit fell down one after another, turning into pools of thick corrosion. The scene was extremely disgusting.
After a few seconds, the vomiting man finally regained his breath. He patted his chest and cursed angrily: "How dare this damn guy touch me with that thing! Fake! Fake!"
As he spoke, he kicked the strong man with hairy chest twice, who had turned into a pile of mud, with a fierce expression on his face.
But then a burst of lightning suddenly shot out from upstairs. Just when he was about to hit the vomiting man, a huge figure blocked him.
The Big Stomach King patted his numb belly and looked into the distance, where two middle-aged men and women with bare buttocks were holding each other's hands as if they were activating a combined skill, and the light flashed in their palms, obviously preparing to activate it. attack.
"It's them!" Vomiting Man quickly reminded, "The Lightning Twins, members of the Super Seven from decades ago! They have committed many murders! We must not let them escape!"
Before he finished speaking, the Big Stomach King rushed out like a berserker. The lightning struck by the other party could not stop him at all, and he arrived in front of the man and woman in just a few breaths.
"It was just a joke"
The Lightning Twins immediately raised their hands in surrender.
In an ordinary apartment in Brooklyn, Locomotive stared at the photos of his girlfriend hanging on the walls around him, with mixed feelings in his heart.
Claw Girl, his girlfriend whom he had a relationship with before joining the Super Seven. However, due to the strict management of Vought Company, as a global superstar, he had to bury this love deep in his heart, because Claw Girl was once A washed-up, third-rate superhuman whose relationship cannot be made public.
Despite the pressure from the outside world, Locomotive's love for Claw Girl has never diminished.
But not long ago, because this woman revealed the reason for Compound No. 5 to Butcher and the others, in order to protect himself from the censure of his motherland, he was forced to end the life of the Claw Girl with his own hands, and carefully arranged it to look like suicide.
At this moment, he was holding a photo with his girlfriend tightly in his hand, his eyes were red, and his heart was full of nostalgia for the past and confusion about the future.
After joining the Super Seven, he had to go against his heart and carry out orders that even he could not accept. His desire to quit became increasingly strong, but he found it difficult to let go of his existing reputation and status.
call--
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew into the house, and both the windows and the door were opened directly.
The locomotive was slightly startled, and just as he stood up to close the window again, he saw an incredible figure appear at the door - "Lina?" He whispered in disbelief.
The Demon Claw Girl who was killed by her own hands appeared in front of her again.
The locomotive said blankly: "You"
"Jaz." The claw girl walked towards him with a smile, gently stroked his cheek, and said softly: "I'm back."
Locomotive's heart was filled with complex emotions, including surprise and guilt. He apologized with a trembling voice: "I'm sorry because my motherland forced me to do that. I had to do that. I was afraid he would kill me."
"It's okay honey."
The Devil's Claw girl slowly stretched out her arms to hug the other person into her arms. Feeling her girlfriend's long-lost hug, Locomotive couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream. She also closed her eyes and hugged the other person tightly.
Suddenly, two vines broke through the window outside the house and quickly restrained the locomotive so that he could not move. Especially his legs, which were entangled so tightly that no matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail.
The locomotive cursed in horror, then turned his gaze to the woman in front of him, "Lina, come and save me, quickly"
He stopped abruptly mid-sentence, despair appearing in his eyes.
At this time, there was no figure of his girlfriend, Devil's Claw Girl, in front of him. Only a pair of twin little girls holding hands looked directly at him with fluorescent eyes.
At the same time, in the company.
Lange looked at the text messages reporting the progress on his phone, smiled lightly, and then turned his attention to Teddy who was chatting with everyone again.
"I mean, all the kids these days are exposed to is music garbage. Look what they're listening to. Justin Bieber? Selena? Miley Cyrus?"
"Fake, in our day there was real music, we had Nirvana! GreenDay! Queen! AC/DC!"
"Mother Fuck, those guys eat, drink, whore, gamble, and have all kinds of evil. They are definitely not comparable to the current group of teenage idols."
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Huey and others nodded in agreement. In recent years, with the strong promotion of Watt Company, both the movie screen and the music industry have been almost occupied by superheroes. Even the people of the motherland have crossed over and released records, but Outside of ardent fans, the market response was muted.
Therefore, countless citizens miss the golden age of the world very much, when superheroes were not as prevalent as they are now.
"Okay, okay, everyone." Lango clapped his hands and interrupted their discussion, "Our action team has successfully arrested all the superhuman criminals who are at large, and they will be escorted back soon. Don't be idle. Okay, everyone, get ready and help with the follow-up matters.”
"yeah--!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers in the living room, especially Butcher and Huey. These people had countless blood debts with superhumans, and they could not wait to teach those criminals a lesson with their own hands.
After they left, only Rango and Teddy were left in the hall.
Lango lit a cigarette and leaned quietly on the sofa, silent, seeming to be thinking about something.
Fak
After seeing this, Teddy couldn't help but cursed secretly. This bastard started again and put on this pose again.
He curled his lips speechlessly and reluctantly said, "So."
"Yes, I used compound No. 5!"
"WTF?!" Teddy spread his hands in confusion and said, "I didn't ask you this."
"But I want to say this."
".OK, you can do whatever you want."
Lango exhaled a puff of smoke and slowly shook his head, "Seriously, Teddy, you should have stopped me then. I regret using that thing now. I don't even know if it has any side effects."
"Fake! If you really listened to me, you should have told me before using it!"
Teddy jumped onto his lap, then hit Lango's head with two uppercuts, and then asked nervously: "Don't scare me, are you having side effects? Is it schizophrenia or schizophrenia?"
"Well not yet, but."
Lange pondered for a moment, frowning, "I just think it's a bit disgraceful to use drugs in exchange for superpowers. Obviously I can rely on more natural and stable methods."
"whispering sound."
After hearing this, Teddy immediately sneered disdainfully: "Don't praise yourself too highly, buddy. There is essentially no difference between you and those Super Seven guys. You are even inferior to them in some aspects."
"They have been tested by Compound No. 5 at least since childhood, experienced physical pain, and gradually developed superpowers."
"What about you? Kill a few magic gadgets, and the system's energy will be full. Once you get the summoned objects, you can easily get superpowers."
"Mom, you haven't suffered anything, yet you have what others dream of. You're not even an orphan!"
Lango immediately retorted unhappily: "Do you think it's easy to fill up the system's energy? I've killed hundreds of monsters with my own hands, including angels and demons. You want those guys who rely on drugs to try it? and"
He raised his brows and said seriously: "I'm not as bad as them, relying on my superpowers to do random things. Haven't you seen what I've been doing these days? I'm seeking justice for ordinary people who are oppressed by superhumans. ?”
"Pfft. Hahaha."
Teddy couldn't help laughing when he heard this and said, "Brother, don't be narcissistic. Your so-called justice is just condescending sympathy."
He then pointed to the bedroom upstairs and said with contempt in his eyes: "In the final analysis, all you have done is for your own benefit. You want to bring down the Watt Company, and then become the new overlord and control the superhuman beings around the world. You This guy even got together with a female member of Congress. Don’t use it as a guise to eliminate harm for the people. You are not that noble, wait. You don’t really think you are a hero, do you?”
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Lango was stunned. After a long while, he rubbed his face fiercely, and then said with a wry smile: "You're right, man, I... I seem to be becoming more and more hypocritical."
"It's not like that."
Teddy lit a cigarette for himself, then shook his head helplessly and said, "Haven't you noticed yet? Mavis and Yumi don't want to stay with you these days, and even Toothless doesn't want to stay with you these days. Not as happy as before.”
"You've changed man."
"He has become a super narcissist, ignoring moral laws and doing whatever he wants. You can't just fall in love with every woman you like!"
He looked directly into Rango's eyes and said in a serious tone: "I don't know if you have been assimilated by this cesspool-like world, but this is definitely not the real you, not me, Mavis, Yuumi and Toothless." , I like the big boy who has a clear bottom line and is not hypocritical or hypocritical.”
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Lange listened quietly, and the expression on his face gradually changed from the initial complexity to relief.
"You're so damn right!!!"
He slammed the armrest of the sofa, stood up and shouted, "Call Yumi! Let's go choose the next world. We can't stay in this shitty place anymore!"
(End of chapter)