Superman reborn, beat all over the United States

It is true that Superman is indeed strong and indisputable, but Kling is not conceited enough to deal with the entire American comics. Besides, he himself has favorite heroes for both Marvel and DC. This task is too difficult.

While negotiating with the system, Kelin suddenly heard an alarm that the spaceship was invaded.

Without even thinking about it, a beam of scorching light descended from the sky and hit the invading enemy.

A black figure fell to the ground in an instant, howling in pain.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the Black Widow!

"Stay still!

Kelin hurried up to check the injury. The ray penetrated through the shoulder and scratched the calf. This is already a blessing in misfortune.

He controlled the strength, and used the scorching rays towards the ruptured wound to suture temporarily.

Natasha tried to remain calm, but her already pale face could not deceive anyone.

"Zizi~"

"Hurry up and send someone to pick her up!"

Kelin heard the roar in her earphones, and if he guessed right, it should be Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick.

"I don't care what your purpose is, if I find out about the behavior of spying on privacy again, all the responsibilities will be borne by you Avengers!"

Although Kelin said so, he still carried Natasha all the way to the nearest hospital.

"Thank you." Natasha, who had always been taciturn, whispered while holding her wound.

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Superman."

An air cannon accelerated, and Klin had disappeared from everyone's sight.

There was still a trace of Natasha's remaining warmth in his hand, Kelin didn't expect that he could hug the goddess once, it was worth it!

"Injure the Black Widow, a member of the Avengers, and get 500 hero points."

"The task of destroying the Legend of Avengers has started!"

"No, does my accidental injury count?"

"Dog system! You talk!"

This is somewhat different from Klin's idea of ​​beating up the villains of the universe and becoming the king of the gods in one fell swoop.

But things have come to this, can only let nature take its course.

"How about it, did you get any important information?"

"I only know that it is called Superman, and I put a monitor on him when he was not prepared."

"Leave the rest to Tony, you go and adjust your status first."

Nick adjusted his blindfold. Natasha has always been his right-hand man, and she can bring back very useful information no matter what the situation is.

However, this time he failed to succeed and was in a very passive position.

"So far, that Superman hasn't shown any malice. I don't think we need to squeeze too hard." Coulson kindly reminded.

"Mainly the fucking CIS insisted on me submitting a report. Those guys who blow the air conditioner in the office have no idea how complicated this situation is!"

"Don't worry, I will strictly monitor his every move this week, and then give you the initial report as soon as possible." Maria has already begun to mobilize the satellites to start positioning.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you. I have other troublesome things in my hands."

"Where did the son of a bitch Captain Marvel go?" Nick closed the door cursingly and started to get busy.

Outside the window, Tony had already set off, heading towards Jarvis's navigation at high speed.

Crean has quietly arrived in New York City.

This city, which has always been called heaven and hell, carries too many stories.

Where there are heroes, there will naturally be darkness.

There is no better choice to start a career here.

He bought a camera from a second-hand market, and Kline planned to use it as a cover to provide information for some newspapers and hide his identity first.

As Kelin was thinking, he focused on his ears and began to filter the messy information around him.

"Baby, you have a great figure!"

"Damn, how many women in Hollywood have you said this to?"

"Trust me, I don't like those coquettish bastards."

"Hmph, I didn't expect your great director Robert to have such a quirk."

An irritating conversation came to his ears, and Kelin shook his head. Although the picture was very exciting, but he came here to get some lace news. How is that different from a tabloid reporter?
"Street No. 56, Shangcheng District, police situation 3527, the nearby police received it, please go to support!"

"Come to live!"

Although he still doesn't know the meaning of the numbers, he is very excited to hear the support!
Kelin came to the vicinity of the incident after a few jumps from the top of the building.

"Relax, you don't want to do this." A voice was immature but powerful.

Isn't this Pete Parker?

The bald man in the bank on the first floor was holding the remote control and yelling loudly, "Spiderman, I know you are amazing, but as long as you do it, the balance bomb will be triggered!"

The people from NYPD have already surrounded the circle, waiting for the lack of time and dare not go too far. Pete also has a headache when he encounters this problem.

Kling set the camera position, then set the delay shooting, and when everything was ready, he fell headlong like a falcon.

"Bang! Crash la la la~"

The bulletproof glass of the bank's skylight was smashed into pieces.

Red and blue lightning fell from the sky.

The bald man's eyeballs almost popped out, his hand shook, and he didn't hold the remote control.
Kelin dodged to hold the bomb in his arms, and pressed against the vault door tightly.

"boom!"

After a loud bang, a large hole was blown out of the concrete gate.

Piles of cash and jewelry were strewn about inside.

Immediately, there were some hostages and gangsters at the scene, and they didn't care about the stunned policemen outside, and began to stuff their belongings into their crotches
And Kelin felt his abdomen was itchy as if he had been touched by a child's head.

"Fuck! Big brother?!"

The bald head is stupid, where did this evil god come from?How kind to help him blow up the safe!
"Bang~" A bullet hit Kelin's chest impartially.

The bullet head collapsed, making a dull sound.

I don't know who fired the shot first, the scene became more chaotic, and the gunfire continued.

Kelin resisted the urge to hit someone, and held up the gate to block bullets for innocent passers-by.

It's really New York, the folk customs are simple and honest!
Parker saw a spider thread swinging over, subduing the bald head with one move.

He tentatively fired a few clusters of spider webs at Kelin. The logic in his heart was that based on my prestige in Brooklyn, as long as you dare to fight back, you must be with a criminal gang.

Looking at the sticky spider silk on his wrist, Klin was furious. He liked Parker quite a bit at first, but when he wanted to explain, his mouth was also glued.

He immediately used a heat ray to cut off the spider silk, and with a pull of his hand, he pulled the sticker-like spider web off his mouth.

"You don't know right from wrong, kid, I must teach you a lesson today!"

Kelin casually threw the metal door towards Parker.

Seeing that he broke through the control so easily, Parker started to get serious while being surprised.

One flipped back to avoid the attack, but the outside police car was not so lucky. It was hit by the fuel tank, which immediately triggered a series of explosions.

"Sorry, sir, now you have to obediently follow me to the police station." Parker quickly wrapped the spider silk around Kelin's body and tied it into a big dumpling.

"Is there anything else?" Kelin's body trembled, the spider webs burst, and he looked at him with a relaxed expression.

It was hard to see the expression under the mask, but Parker must have been very frustrated. The spider silk he was so proud of didn't have the slightest binding force.

Annoyed, Spider-Man swung over directly, ready to kick up the mountain.

"Zi!"

The spider silk attached to the ceiling shelf was instantly broken by Kelin, and Parker suddenly lost his traction in mid-air, and could only roll forward in embarrassment, dissipating the impact.

This kid reacted really quickly, taking advantage of the situation and sweeping his legs with one move, turning passive into active.

"throat!"

It felt like being swept on the steel plate. Parker grinned in pain, rolled back a few times, and stuck to the pillar to wait for the next opportunity.

Kelin didn't have the mood to mess around anymore, he was going to attack the neutral position next time, and he just punched him down. This kind of young man just couldn't listen to persuasion when his blood was on fire.

"STOP!"

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

A classic gold and red color matching armor landed gorgeously.