Chapter 209 "Hello, Superman!" (Please vote for me)
The Boston Marathon, the oldest marathon in the world, is also one of the six major marathons in the world.
However, it was an unfortunate terrorist attack that made his name even more engraved in public memory.
Two teenagers with Middle Eastern appearance used a crude homemade rice cooker bomb to detonate at the event site, causing hundreds of casualties to innocent people.
After this move, the Boston Marathon instantly became famous all over the world. Even Lango in his previous life had heard of it and had also seen the movie "Attack on Boston" with the same name.
No further talk, at this moment, the town of Hopkin in Boston is already a sea of people, with red isolation lines winding like blood vessels, decorating both sides of the road with excitement.
People crowded shoulder to shoulder, squeezing both sides of the road into a sea of people, as if the appalling terrorist attack a few years ago had never left a shadow on this land.
At the same time, a group of young men and women with mysterious interlocking triangle patterns branded on their arms were staring at the figure in front of the team with fanatical eyes.
These guys with Odin's knots tattooed on their bodies are fanatic believers in Norse mythology scattered on the Internet. They were united by Jacob through various means, and their purpose today is only one - - Eliminate those souls who believe in paganism in their eyes in exchange for the qualification to enter the Hall of Valor in Norse mythology after death.
And Jacob, the leader of this group of believers, was leisurely playing with the berserker cane in his hand.
The power contained in this artifact, said to be a relic of an Asgardian warrior, made him consider himself an otherworldly being.
His eyes wandered among the laughing families and couples around him, full of disdain and disgust, as if he had risen above these ordinary people and had become a real "god"!
He was thinking that once these so-called Ansa pagans were eliminated, he would be bathed in supreme glory, step into the Viking Hall of Valor, and transform into the amazing person in Nordic mythology. Awe-inspiring berserker.
Hmm. Although it sounds nonsense, it is indeed his plan.
Well, let’s not worry about whether the Germanic people and the Angsa people in Northern Europe are the same race, and don’t care about whether the Vikings or the Angsa bandits are more just.
But at least this guy, who is like a middle school boy, is really strong enough.
As soon as he escaped from SHIELD's pursuit, he planned an even more terrifying terrorist attack.
"Hoo"
As the crowd around him continued to gather, Jacob suddenly raised the berserker cane in his hand and let out a low and ancient war cry.
This roar was like a trumpet, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of hundreds of believers behind them. They roared in unison, and some even raised their hands high and slapped them hard. The fanatical momentum instantly attracted the attention of the surrounding citizens.
It was the first time for many people to see the Viking war cry, and they took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Some people were cheering for them, thinking that this was a performance specially arranged by the organizer.
However, this moment of tranquility and joy was completely broken in the next second.
When the roars of these believers stopped suddenly, they were replaced by the cold metallic luster of submachine guns and semi-automatic rifles taken out of their backpacks.
"Waterfa?!"
Bang bang bang bang——
A series of deafening gunshots suddenly rang out, instantly tearing apart the atmosphere of laughter.
Many innocent people who were watching were shot several times and fell into a pool of blood before they could figure out what happened. Wails and screams broke out one after another. The originally lively stadium instantly turned into a purgatory on earth. Chaos and despair.
At this time, at an altitude of 10,000 meters, a fighter plane was flying through the clouds at extreme speed.
Looking at the marathon scene on the screen, Colson and others' faces were so solemn that they seemed to be dripping with water.
“Faster!”
"It's already the fastest! We'll be there in about ten minutes!"
"Ten minutes?"
Colson couldn't help biting his lips. With the firepower of these guys, , who knows how many innocent citizens will die within ten minutes.
"Skye, how is the situation at the scene?" He forced himself to calm down and asked Skye beside him.
Skye’s fingers jumped quickly on the keyboard, and the police information from major police stations in Boston was constantly refreshing on the screen.
"The police team has responded quickly and is rushing to the scene. There are also police officers on duty at the scene, they."
"They can't hold it back."
Coulson sighed softly. In the footage captured by satellite on the screen, the police officers maintaining order at the scene were carefully fighting back with their guns raised.
However, whenever their bullets were fired at Jacob and others, the berserker cane would emit purple air waves to bounce the bullets away.
The flying stray bullets even accidentally injured many citizens who were hurriedly fleeing. As a result, the police officers did not dare to shoot easily to avoid accidentally injuring more innocent people.
Colson, who has always been good-tempered, slammed the table angrily. This Jacob escaped from his hands. If he had successfully caught him last time, what happened today would not have happened!
"Is there any news about Lango?" He turned around and asked in a deep voice.
Skye hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "The satellite detected a hypersonic object moving towards Boston, but the picture was blurry and it was impossible to confirm whether it was Lango."
" Definitely!"
Colson seemed to have seen a lifeline and asked eagerly: "How long will it take him to get to the scene at his speed?"
"About two minutes?"
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On the ground, Boston is currently shrouded in despair and fear.
Jacob stood in the middle of the marathon track, surrounded by endless wailing and despair, but there was a twisted and satisfied smile on his face.
Half a month ago, he was just a college student who liked to study Norse mythology, but since he got the cane, he has become a god who can dominate the lives of ordinary people!
Boom——
Purple energy spurted out from the cane, like the scythe of death, ruthlessly harvesting the lives around it.
He waved his cane wantonly on the track, and each wave was accompanied by the loss of countless lives, as if the whole world was under his control.
"Today, let your blood create the glory of Asgardian Berserker!" His voice echoed in the chaotic air, full of madness and arrogance.
Then, the energy in the cane raged like a frenzy, lifting the crowd away like straw, leaving behind pieces of shocking silence.
"Hahaha"
Jacob was completely reduced to the embodiment of madness. The energy in the cane was like a greedy beast, constantly devouring and amplifying the darkness in his heart, turning him into a The ruthless reaper of life only sees a disregard for life and a fanaticism for power.
The street not far from here is now.
After witnessing all this, a little boy wearing a blue tights and a cape, dressed like Superman, a trace of determination flashed across his immature face, biting his lips to muster up courage, and broke away. He grabbed his mother tightly and ran towards the middle of the road.
"Clark——!"
Upon seeing this, his mother yelled and tried to catch up to her child, but she was caught in the crowd and unable to move at all. She could only helplessly shout: "Come back Clark!"
Boom !
At the same time, Jacob, who was waving his cane and blasting around, also noticed the little boy with glasses in a red cloak standing dozens of meters away from him.
"Oh~" Jacob stopped slowly and said jokingly: "Look what I found, Superman?! Hahaha."
He turned to look behind him and followed. His fanatic followers laughed playfully: "Brave boy ah? The United States has fallen into such a state that it needs heroes in anime to save them!"
"Hahaha"
Has fallen into The crazy fanatics laughed one after another, looking at the little boy in front of them with cruel eyes.
"Please." Not far away, the boy's mother was stopped by the police and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Spare my child"
"Chi"
< br>Jacob sneered disdainfully, played with his cane and slowly moved forward step by step, staring at the boy in front of him, and smiled coldly, "Come on, I'll give you a chance, Little Superboy, let me see it." Your laser eyes, hahaha"
However, the little boy named Clark did not flinch. He straightened his little body, mustered up his courage, and looked directly at Jacob with wide eyes.
But unfortunately, there are no lasers shooting out of it, only more valuable courage and integrity.
"Hey" a cruel smile appeared at the corner of Jacob's mouth, "That's it, Superboy, goodbye."
He raised his cane, purple energy gathered at the tip of the cane, It seemed as if he was going to swallow up all the lives that stood in his way.
Many people present, including citizens watching the news broadcast in front of the TV and Coulson on the fighter plane, could not help but tilt their heads slightly, unable to bear the next scene.
Buzz——!
But at this moment, two extremely dazzling red lasers pierced the sky, like judgment from heaven, hitting Jacob accurately, knocking his body away instantly and falling heavily to the ground. .
The staring little boy turned his head in surprise and saw a tall man floating in the air, looking at him with a smile.
"Hello, Superman."
"!!!" The little boy's eyes widened, his pupils filled with disbelief, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment.
Lango smiled and rubbed the kid's head, "You are the bravest child I have ever seen. Now I will deal with these bastards. Can you take care of your mother?"
"Yeah!" The boy nodded excitedly, as if he was greatly encouraged.
“Go, little man.” Lange picked him up and gently threw him to the police.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes returned to the fanatic leader Jacob who was knocked away in the distance.
Relying on the protection of the cane, he was not cut in half by the heat vision like the opponents Lango encountered before.
This guy climbed up from the ground with difficulty and looked at Lango with disbelief in his eyes. If he had not hallucinated just now, the man in front of him would not only be able to fly, but he could also shoot from his eyes. laser? !
"How is it possible"
Jacob stared at Lango, his lips moving: "How did you do it?"
"With your IQ , it’s hard for me to explain these things to you.”
Lange smiled faintly, his eyes passing over the panicked citizens around him, and the red light in his eyes slowly extinguished.
With so many people watching, it’s better to be as gentle as possible.
"Surrender, you have no chance." His voice was low and powerful, giving an ultimatum to the guys on the opposite side.
"Haha. Just you? Do you think we are at the end of our rope?" Jacob sneered and shouted at his followers beside him: "Shoot!"
Bang bang bang——!
Countless bullets were fired at Lango instantly, but the moment they came into contact with the body, it was like hitting an alloy. The warhead was directly flattened and fell to the ground feebly.
"Wow." When Skye saw this on the plane, his mouth suddenly opened wide.
It turns out that not only can he fly and have laser eyes, but his body is also bulletproof. No wonder he gave himself the nickname Superman.
But the crisis was not resolved. A more powerful energy wave condensed and took shape in the hail of bullets, pointing directly at Lango.
Faced with this ready attack, Lange showed no fear, straightened his chest, and faced it head-on.
Instantly, smoke and dust were everywhere!
Jacob sneered at the corner of his mouth. He had specially experimented. The energy shock in the berserker's cane was enough to turn steel into powder. Even if this guy's body was bulletproof
But the next second, This confidence collapsed instantly.
When the smoke cleared, a tall figure walked out as if nothing had happened. Only the damaged clothes on his body could prove what had just happened.
"Is it over?"
Lango looked at him and said lightly: "Now, it's my turn."
Before the words fell, in the sight of everyone , he has disappeared in place, leaving only an afterimage.
Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening roar, and the place where Jacob was standing was turned into ruins. The ground collapsed instantly, and a huge pit appeared in the middle of the road!
Lange stepped on this guy condescendingly, his eyes revealing unquestionable majesty: "It seems you haven't figured it out yet, I will be the end of you!"
Boom!
Boom boom!
He trampled on this guy's head one by one, and every time he fell, there was a dull roar. It seemed that the ground could not bear the force, and the cracks spread quickly like a spider web.
A strong shock wave centered on Lange and swept around, making even the air tremble, causing the surrounding fanatic believers and spectators to grit their teeth and stabilize their bodies, their eyes full of It was unbelievable and shocking, as if I had witnessed a miracle.
In the pothole, Jacob's once seemingly indestructible energy shield seemed so fragile in front of Lango's unparalleled power. With a crisp "bang", it shattered. , turned into little bits of light and dissipated into the invisible.
“oops~”
Lange smiled jokingly: “Are there any other tricks?”
“.”
Jacob Hearing this, his face turned pale. He held the cane tightly and twisted his body hard, trying to make a final counterattack.
However, the once invincible Berserker's staff, which contained Asgard's divine power, was as powerless in front of Lango as a child's toy. The purple energy shock constantly collided with Lango's defense. But it only stirred up bursts of weak fluorescence, which then dissipated without causing the slightest impact on it.
Rango shook his head in disappointment. He could feel the Asgardian power contained in this cane, but this power was too thin. It was almost the same as the electric current that surged through Thor's body when he was excited. , how could it hurt him.
"The fun ends here."
He suddenly grabbed Jacob's cane, pulled it gently, and forcibly took it away from the opponent's hand.
"NO!" Jacob suddenly wailed: "Give it back to me! Give me back my cane!"
"Quiet!" Rango stepped on this guy's face. On the ground, he muttered his words on the soles of his feet, and then played with the one-meter-long berserker cane in his hand that was engraved with silver patterns and frowned slightly.
There was a magic power invading from his palm, trying to spread the dark side of his heart. However, when this power came into contact with the older and more powerful energy in his body, it was instantly suppressed. Without a trace.
It seems that this cane also has the effect of affecting people's hearts
Strangely, Lango wrinkled his nose. He thought he had seen many superhero movies, but it seemed that he had never seen this one. The walking stick appeared.
“Please give me your cane back!”
At this moment, Jacob had completely lost the arrogance of the past. He burst into tears, fell to his knees, and complained bitterly to Lange. Pleading: "I am a berserker from Asgard, and I haven't entered the Hall of Valor yet"
"The Hall of Valor?"
Lango sneered and interrupted his fantasy, "Don't think too much, man, you will only go to hell if you kill civilians."
After speaking, he lifted the guy from the ground and kicked him out , directly kicked him like a dead dog to the police guarding the cordon not far away.
The crowd of onlookers burst into thunderous cheers. The fear and anxiety in their hearts were replaced by the joy of victory at this moment. Many people excitedly shouted "Superman!", regarding Lango as their salvation. Their heroes.
"Thankyou~3Q~"
Lange smiled and raised his hand to greet everyone around him. Then he turned his attention to the hundreds of people holding firearms in the middle of the road. The Viking believers looked confused.
Under Lango's cold and majestic gaze, most people were so frightened that they threw away their guns and surrendered, but there were still a few die-hards whose eyes burned with the fire of twisted faith, and seemed to believe that even death was the only way to the end. The Road to Glory in the Hall of Valor, therefore ignored Lango's warning, and instead pointed his gun at innocent civilians more ferociously.
The citizens’ hearts were in their throats again, and the air was filled with tension and uneasiness.
But Lango ignored their threats at all, his eyes flashed red, and blazing rays of light shot out like lasers, accurately cutting off the arms of those holding guns.
The rest of the desperate fanatics saw this and no longer hesitated. They frantically pulled the triggers on both sides of the road, trying to take away more civilians before they died.
At this critical moment, a crisp cat meow suddenly came from the sky.
A kitten covered in fluorescent light, with blue fur and golden whiskers, rushed into the crowd like a divine weapon from heaven. It shuttled between the citizens at an incredible speed, and every jump was accompanied by the generation of a shield. , intercepting the bullets flying towards innocent people one by one.
“Go, go, go~”
“Faster, faster, faster~”
“Don’t let me fall, don’t let me fall ~"
"You can touch my chin and back, but don't touch other places, meow~"
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Everyone at the scene, including the TV In front of hundreds of millions of viewers watching this terrorist attack, Yuumi protected the innocent citizens on both sides like a guardian angel, blocking all bullets with a shield.
Immediately afterwards, another mudslide fell from the sky!
Malphite, who was still more than one meter tall, opened his mouth, and an unstoppable mudslide swept out like an angry dragon out of the sea, completely swallowing up the group of crazy believers in the turbid torrent. middle.
“You will lose!!!”
Thousands of onlookers on both sides seemed to have pressed the mute button at this moment, and they all witnessed the scene in front of them in disbelief.
After a long time, a shout sounded at the right time.
"Yeah——! Superman and his partners saved us!"
The next second, the crowd's emotions were like a bonfire being lit, and they burst into deafening cheers.
"Superman! Superman!!"
"Cat Angel! Cat Angel saved me!"
"It's the Cat God!!!"
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Lango, who was enjoying the popularity of the crowd, couldn't help but be stunned.
Something's wrong. How come the cheers for Yuumi directly overshadowed his own?
Double monthly ticket, I hope everyone who has a ticket can support it~
(End of this chapter)