Chapter 107 [The President is the Devil]
Just when Gwen Stacy found Peter’s home.
Washington, the lawn in front of the White Palace.
Since early in the morning, many news media reporters and citizens invited to watch the ceremony have gathered around.
There are huge crowds of people.
The President will honor today the heroes who bravely stood up to save New York when the city was hit by a catastrophic disaster.
Note that the official has not recognized extraordinary.
It also does not admit the existence of angels and demons.
Although the news of the emergence of extraordinary powers in New York has already caused uproar in the city.
The fact that the Statue of Liberty turned into a devil has spread a lot, and people in many countries are watching the American joke.
But until the window paper is completely broken, the official will not really come forward to admit the news of supernatural forces.
Then again.
The official was vague on whether there was a supernatural existence. They neither denied nor admitted it, but anyone with a discerning eye could guess that they were preparing to admit it in the future.
For example, in today's press conference, many media reporters have already received information about the final figure in today's press conference. It is likely that he is the 'angel' who fights the devil.
Basically all the famous media are gathered here.
Among them was Eddie Brock.
He is a reporter from the Global Times, although some time ago, his career and love were both frustrated.
But because he was the first to send back the first-hand news about the appearance of the lizard people, he gained attention again.
He also came to the scene today, hoping to get some breaking news from the president's speech and take his career to the next level.
Just waiting in boredom.
The crowd started to move forward and the press conference began.
With his relatively strong body, Eddie successfully squeezed through several of his peers and reached the front.
In order to ensure the order of the venue, ordinary media reporters like them can only listen outside the railings. Only some media that can be directly controlled by the official will be allowed to enter the venue, but only a few.
“Damn, this is different treatment.”
Eddie stared at his colleagues on the lawn in the courtyard angrily, and muttered with jealousy.
Everyone is complaining, but no one cares.
The first few ordinary citizens who showed up helped many people during the New York incident a few days ago.
They were all told in advance by the government what to say and what not to say.
After receiving the Badge of Valor from the President and the Outstanding Citizen Medal from the Mayor of New York.
After giving a speech that was not nutritious, he stepped down.
The sun was shining brightly, and it was not a good feeling to stand in the unshielded sunshine.
Eddie was impatient, "How long will this nonsense be needed?"
The president's speech, coupled with a series of tedious processes, time has been wasted for more than an hour.
His time is precious too asshole.
Looking at the temporary podium on the steps, the president is serious and talking nonsense.
No, does he really think he can conceal the facts and truth? In front of a group of reporters?
Although Eddie eats, drinks, whores and gambles, and considers himself not a good person, he has the heart of a reporter and insists on making all the truth known to the public.
At the same time, Eddie has been exposed to many unknown truths, which has led him to have an arrogant mentality where everyone is drunk and I am alone.
The deception of the superiors, in Eddie's view, is to regard reporters like him as those ignorant people and fools.
"It's really boring. Why is the government unwilling to admit the existence of angels?" Eddie shrugged and asked his colleagues.
"Maybe Mr. President is worried that his approval rating will fall to the bottom after he admits it." Eddie's colleagues joked.
"If that angel came out to run for president, I would definitely vote for him."
"That's right." Eddie himself laughed out loud.
Because the Extraordinary Response Office, a department that deals with extraordinary events, needs to be kept secret, most of the heroes who really should be commended did not appear.
This is also part of the unfairness.
It is one group of people who save the world, and it is another group of people who enjoy the credit.
Just when Eddie was getting impatient, the real ‘star’ of this press conference appeared.
“Let us welcome Mr. Abbott to the stage!”
Looking at the stage, shaking hands with the president, wearing a military uniform with a tough look on his face, he looked like a white American heroic soldier.
Eddie's eyes lit up, and he smelled something unusual from this soldier.
Sometimes, it is difficult to explain a person's temperament clearly. A person's temperament consists of many aspects, such as origin, family, knowledge, personality and other aspects.
But the person who appeared this time gave reporters and the audience a completely different feeling from the ordinary people in front of him.
There is a feeling of justice and extraordinary.
Even standing next to the president, his temperament outshines the other's.
“That’s him!” Eddie couldn’t hide his excitement, the angel who saved New York!
On stage.
The President is introducing the soldier who was selected by Nick Fury to take the credit for saving New York in place of Director George.
Praise him as an upright American soldier who defended the interests of the motherland. His practical actions saved the citizens of New York and should be awarded the Presidential Medal.
A series of halos were placed on the soldier's head.
Of course, except for the fact that he is not the 'angel' who saved New York, other compliments are actually reasonable.
"Mr. Albert Witt Cheers, I hope you can continue to contribute to the motherland in the future. I hereby award you the highest honor of the motherland."
With a reserved smile on the president's face, Hang the dazzling medal with light golden light on Albert's chest.
Next, all we need to do is take a few good photos with Albert, and then let the soldier give a speech, and the press conference will be successfully concluded.
I believe that the government’s goals can be perfectly achieved.
This is a planned ‘military parade plan’.
As New York suffered huge losses in the extraordinary event.
After the fall of the Statue of Liberty, the national security of the United States was shaken, and countries around the world began to take action, showing signs of disobedience.
Some people may not know the truth about New York, but at least all countries know it.
At this time, let the ‘angel’ appear.
It is a clear shock, telling everyone that Millican is still strong, and the 'angel' is also under Millician's control.
Even the government has great expectations for the future.
After all, this is an ‘angel’!
Seventy percent of the countries in the world believe in Christianity. Even Hu Da is actually ‘God’, he just calls it a different name.
Mastering the 'Angel' is equivalent to mastering justice. This is a particularly important step for stabilizing or even improving the international image and status of Millikin.
Who dares to say that Millican with the help of ‘angels’ is unjust? Believe it or not, I declared you a devil and started a religious war?
The people at the top aren't stupid, they're just bad ass.
To use everything for their own benefit, they have even begun to prepare to deal with the future world structure after the emergence of extraordinary beings.
But plans are always disrupted.
A seemingly perfect plan may infringe on the interests of others.
For example, Yang An’s interests! Yang An got up early in the morning and did not go to Peter Parker immediately. He flew invisibly to Washington to prepare for something.
The government's concealment of extraordinary existence is beneficial to them, but it loses Yang An's interests.
His current willingness is locked at: 7500. At this integer, there is only a dozen points or even less improvement left every day.
The role of willingness is key and needs no further elaboration.
Without exposure, there is no willingness; without willingness, his strength will increase slowly; his strength will increase slowly, and his interests and safety will not be guaranteed.
Therefore, Yang An wants the government to completely recognize the existence of extraordinary beings.
What better opportunity could there be than to reveal the existence of the extraordinary world at this press conference.
The United States is the troublemaker of the world.
Every politician has enough sins to fall into hell, so the president must have a lot of sins as well.
It is cloudless and sunny in Washington today. It is a good day for a funeral, well, an American-style funeral.
Yang An controlled the 'driver' and transformed into a tall, slightly thin man, dressed in black, standing on the Washington Monument.
This obelisk building is nearly two hundred meters high and made entirely of white marble. It is considered an important building in Washington.
Having been destroyed in many apocalyptic disaster movies, Yang An thought he might as well give it a try today.
To the north of the monument is the White Hall.
Looking from a distance, Yang An could see the commander-in-chief standing on the steps of the palace, smiling and patting Albert on the shoulder. The two took photos intimately in front of the media.
"Haha, it's really disgusting."
Yang An curled his lips and frowned.
How can dirty politics stand side by side with the holy angel who represents justice? That person is not worthy of inheriting the "Holy Flame" at all
Immediately, he became invisible, and at the same time, a pair of people grew up behind him The jet-black wings spread out on the lawn, leaving a shadow.
The jet-black wings are derived from "Disguise Level 2", which can temporarily transform Yang An into a half-orc, but the actual shape looks more like a fallen angel.
The sudden appearance of the shadow aroused the thoughts of many tourists.
They looked at the huge cross-like shadow in front of them in surprise, wondering what was going on.
Looking up at the monument again.
As a result, the figure of the fallen angel was discovered on the top of the monument. Some people rubbed their eyes, thinking they had seen it wrong, and some people had already exclaimed.
“Look at it, what is that?!”
"Oh god, is that an angel? It's a fallen angel!!"
The appearance of the fallen angel caused quite a stir.
Tourists who saw it told people around them to look up, and some raised their cameras.
Yang An didn't pay attention to the panicked crowd.
“Let me see how much darkness is hidden in this white palace.”
Yang An walked towards the white palace step by step.
The other side.
Eddie was excitedly looking for a suitable location and planned to take a few photos of the president and the angel, but found that his camera did not have a memory card inserted.
“Oh shit!”
For a moment Eddie felt a sense of unknown anger rushing into his mind. This kind of mistake is too low-level for a reporter, and it is almost impossible to make it.
But Eddie made a mistake, and he had to quickly run back to the car to look for the memory card. To ensure safety, reporters' vehicles were required to park in a distant parking lot.
This means a lot of time is wasted.
After hesitating, Eddie ran out anyway. He hoped that he could run faster so that he could catch up.
But when he got out of the crowd and looked up inadvertently, the scene in front of him made Eddie freeze on the spot.
Directly facing the sun, there was an extra shadow, right in the center of the sun. When Eddie squinted and took a closer look, he took a breath.
It was a mysterious man in black, with broad black wings stretched out from his back, stepping on the void, and walking leisurely towards this side.
Eddie raised the camera almost without thinking, wanting to press the shutter button to take a photo that was absolutely comparable to the Brooklyn Bridge.
What a pity it is.
The shutter clicked, and Eddie thought about what stupid thing he had done.
"Oh God, what can I do!!!" Eddie grabbed his hair in despair and watched the fallen angel pass above his head.
It's like missing out on $100 million.
But when the fallen angel looked towards him, Eddie didn't think so.
The moment those dark eyes looked at Eddie, a wave of coldness ran down the soles of Eddie's feet, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and his whole body became stiff.
The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped to below zero.
In Eddie's mind, the excitement of winning the Philip Prize for Journalism was extinguished, and what was left was only deep fear.
At this moment he realized that there was a devil in front of him!
Eddie couldn't even move, he could only stand there blankly, his mind empty.
Fortunately, the fallen angel seemed to disdain to pay attention to a little person like him. He just glanced at him and continued walking towards the white palace.
Until the sharp siren sounded.
The surrounding Secret Service agents opened fire, and the fierce gunfire scared Eddie awake.
He screamed, turned around and ran away, forgetting all the journalism awards and photos.
There is only one thought in my mind, run! Get away from here!
"Bang bang bang bang!!!"
When the Secret Service sniper gun sounded.
The president, who was still standing on the stage to deliver a speech, was startled. Before he could react, the well-trained agents around him swarmed around him and pinned him down.
"What happened? What happened!"
Unfortunately, no one at the scene answered the president's question.
While the surrounding crowd was fleeing in panic, they also discovered the fallen angel with its wide wings spread out and floating above the lawn.
It’s really exciting now.
Everyone was taking pictures, exclaiming, running away, and excited. Everyone was doing different things, and the whole venue suddenly became chaotic.
At this time, the fallen angel finally spoke. A smile appeared on his thin and mysterious senior face, and he stretched out his slender fingers in front of his lips.
“Shh——!”
For a moment, the noisy venue suddenly became quiet.
Time seems to have been pressed on the stop button.
Under the influence of "will", Yang An successfully inflicted fear on everyone present!
Everyone was too frightened to move, and stayed in place, just like Eddie just now.
The fallen angel raised his hand again.
The invisible force ejected all the bodyguards who were pressing on the president, leaving only the president who was in a panic and asked where his shoes were.
Of course, there is also the loyal 'False Angel' Albert who is on guard, with white holy flames coming out of his body in front of the president.
"Stop! Devil, don't even think about getting close!"
(End of this chapter)