Marvel Nephalem

"Shocking news, the father and daughter of the missing Antarctic scientific expedition team member 22 years ago are reunited today, which is tear-jerking."

"A 6-year-old homeless man with amnesia and a young girl embraced each other in tears. The reunion of father and daughter is heartbreaking."

"The true love emerges after the disaster, revealing the legendary story of Queen Clinton's love and hatred"

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The moment Qin Han decided to play Clark Kent and serve as Anne Hathaway's father and guardian, major media outlets around the world made their voices heard in an attempt to downplay the panic caused by alien invasion to mankind.

"What you just did was really a bastard, but for the sake of you admitting your mistake, I don't have to argue with you."

Anne Hathaway hugged Qin Han, no, now it was Clark Kent's arm. She ignored the reporters' constant questions and rushed out of the circle of reporters under the protection of the burly and muscular Clark Kent.

When the reporter saw that the father and daughter's mouths were sealed, they quickly rushed to Dennis Luther, who had just gone through the claiming procedures for Clark Kent.

"We will hold a press conference tomorrow. Yes, how is that possible in Clinton District? Clinton District will be very safe by then."

Dennis was like a nanny, waving his hand from a distance to signal Anne Hathaway to take Clark Kent away first, while he dealt with reporters here.

Annie saw Dennis's gesture and smiled at Clark: "It seems that my uncle is very busy. These reporters will probably be entangled with him until late at night."

Clark turned his head and looked straight at Dennis, who was looking here from time to time. Dennis first avoided looking at him, and then gave him a dissatisfied smile.

"Why is your uncle a black man?"

Clark asked Anne curiously, and walked side by side to the door of the police station. The second-line reporters gathered outside the door of the police station were being rushed to both sides by bodyguards and police officers to maintain order and divert traffic.

On the apartment building opposite the police station, two killers were preparing to attack, adjusting their breathing and waiting for their prey to enter shooting range.

A strong and arrogant voice came from their headsets: "Repeat again, target one. Anne Hathaway is 22 years old. She is wearing black professional attire and has shoulder-length hair. A large number of media will take photos of her and launch a campaign." Ask questions.”

"Target two, Clark Kent, 64 years old, wearing a gray shirt and brown pants, barefoot, long white hair, and tramp attire. Will appear next to Anne Hathaway."

"Mission content: Kill the target at all costs and go to the No. [-] pick-up location, over."

The two killers responded in a low voice at the same time: "Understood."

"Target appears, main entrance."

The killer, who was leaning behind the window sill, slowly adjusted the design angle with his waist. The crosshairs of the scope were shaking on the two prey who walked out with their breathing.

The entrance to the Seventh Precinct

"Uncle Dennis is my mother's half-brother. He has been working as a Mountie in Texas. After your grandfather passed away after you disappeared, my mother brought him to the company from Texas."

Although Anne Hathaway was well-dressed, behaved very maturely, and occasionally responded to the media's photos, she was like a child at the moment and kept talking to Clark, but Clark didn't seem to listen. Instead, he frowned and looked for something.

"He has taken good care of me for so many years. After my mother passed away, he was also watching every move of the board of directors and safeguarding the interests of the entire family. If there were any difficulties, I would always trouble Uncle Dennis because he has always been the patron saint of the family. , although he sometimes always tries to make news to increase the company’s stock price, and also takes up my personal time.”

Annie held Clark's arm and walked towards the motorcade. Suddenly, Clark's arm felt as hard as iron, and he let out a beast-like growl, which made her look at her father worriedly.

At this moment, Clark just looked away from the apartment building opposite. When he saw Annie's worried eyes, he pointed at his throat without changing his face and said lightly: "I'm old."

Anne Hathaway asked resentfully: "Have you never listened?"

Clark, who has experienced three worlds and two lives for 40 years, understands women very well, and calmly repeated: "Dennis is your mother's half-brother. He served as a Mountie in Texas. After I disappeared, he became the patron saint of your family. He takes good care of you, but always wants to use gossip to increase the stock price. Do you want to point out that he has never thought that gossip is not the foundation of an enterprise and cannot produce constructive and stable benefits, but may be self-defeating, right?"

"Uh...yeah." The homeless man's hit to the point made Annie speechless for a while. Although she was surprised, she still pointed out: "It's not your family, it's our family."

Clark nodded slightly, but did not respond. He just took a deep look at the apartment building opposite, stuffed the little-mouthed Anne Hathaway into the back seat of the SUV, and followed him in.

Eight Cadillac Cairns lined up in a line, moving forward in the dim and noisy traffic. Light and shadow flashed across the black car body. Clark, who was sitting in the back seat, silently opened the window, which made everyone present relax. tone.

An old man who has been wandering in the park for five years does not have a good smell. Clark has just noticed everyone's strange behavior. It is obvious that he has smelled it for too long and has long been accustomed to the smell.

"I wish I had hot water at home."

Clark looked out of the car with some embarrassment. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a smile appeared on his rough old face. Anne, who was covering her nose, also snickered.

The motorcade drove into the center of Block 42 and stopped between two rows of old apartment buildings. The tall and burly old father took his pure and beautiful daughter upstairs, leaving only a large group of bodyguards staring at him.

"Hey, buddy." The bodyguard with a French accent bumped into his Irish colleague and asked, "Do we really not need to remind Miss Anne to pay attention to her safety?"

"What do you mean?" The Irish bodyguard looked a little confused and said, "The surrounding area has been checked."

The French-born bodyguard hesitated: "Don't you think a homeless man would be dangerous?"

The Irish colleague slowly turned his head, looked at this short-sighted colleague sullenly, and warned: "This is Hell's Kitchen. I suggest you keep your mouth shut. Any remarks that slander the Hathaway family must be carried with it." The anger of the entire neighborhood. If you can’t remember this sentence, I can help you carve it on your face so that you will always remember it.”

at the same time

In the apartment across from the New York Police Department's Seventh Precinct, low, muffled sobs echoed in the cramped, stinky room.

"Viper, please answer, the target has reached a safe range, why did you let the target leave?"

"Viper, please answer immediately, otherwise it will betray the organization, and you will be hunted down until death."

The owner of this apartment was still lying on the ground, and the blood dripping from his throat was already showing signs of drying up. His dull eyes reflected two trembling figures squatting in the corner, as well as a slim figure holding a communicator.

She has red curly hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, a graceful figure, a charming face, tightly pursed red lips, and a little red mole on the corner of her mouth.

This is a woman who is breathtakingly beautiful, and in her lowered right hand, the black Glock, which has been stained with blood, is swinging gently.