The Legendary Life Beginning from American Comics

Edward was in a good mood.

As long as he is not photographed abusing the image rights of his motherland, it will be fine.

Thinking of this, Edward fell into confusion.

My... bottom line... when did it become so low?

Originally, his bottom line was not to deal with superheroes, not to be in the limelight, not to be a bad guy, and to run away when in danger, and to be an ordinary person like Yoshikage Kira.

but…

The bottom line now is that as long as no one discovers that he turned the paper man into a native of the motherland, even if others find out that he has some unique skills, he can accept it?

I'm depreesed!

Edward felt uncomfortable again when he thought that his bottom line had dropped so low because of a reporter.

After work, there are three more lost people in the world.

One is Edward, because his bottom line has become lower.

One is Pete, because his family is gone.

One is Huey, because his girlfriend is gone.

Pete looked at the house that had been burned to black coals, and his face also looked like black coals.

It's over, it's over!

There is nothing left, the data and evidence collected over the years have been burned.

The most important thing is that the landlord next to him also asked him to lose money.

It seems that he also needs to pay the cost of dispatching the police, because a tree was burned to death and needs to be cut down, but cutting down the tree requires paying environmental protection fees... In short, he also needs to pay this money.

and so…

He's broke!

Peter gritted his teeth, with a trace of determination in his blank eyes.

There is no other idea but to stud.

Inspector Edward.

Don't worry, I will definitely hold you up.

I will create a special section for you to let you step into everyone's sight.

I have put all my wealth and life on you.

This time.

Never lose.

The report about Inspector Edward is his last hope. He will use Edward's influence to become the editor-in-chief of Tomorrow Daily.

As long as he can become the editor-in-chief, everything he has lost can be regained.

Edward!

I have to find a way to get more information about him!

and also.

Mudd, don't let me know who set the fire, or I'll have to put a pile of golden rubbish on his grave...

Peter gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

The 303 room next door was obviously robbed, so why was only my room burned down?

Pete hated this thief.

Although the phone was robbed, the evidence was gone.

But he believed that Inspector Edward would also perform other tasks. As long as he continued to perform tasks, he would have the opportunity to photograph evidence of Inspector Edward's use of superpowers.

As long as the evidence is captured, coupled with his early guidance and preparation for Detective Edward, I believe that Detective Edward will skyrocket.

Such a legendary figure.

Once it appears in the public eye, as the exposer and exclusive insider owner, it will inevitably share a wave of traffic.

If a person ascends to heaven, a chicken or a dog ascends to immortality, Peter will definitely benefit.

The hotter Edward gets, the higher he climbs.

and so.

Inspector Edward.

You... are on fire!

What I said, Jesus couldn’t stop me!

……

……

Edward, who was buying groceries, suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back.

He felt a little uneasy in his heart, feeling that someone was trying to harm him.

But the Imperial engine didn't start again.

Is it an illusion?

A voice of surprise came from the other side of the absent-minded Edward.

"Brain?"

"Well...it's just a pig's brain!"

"Huh~~"

"Hey, that's a soul. Look at how weird you foreigners look..."

"???"

A foreigner was called laowai by a foreigner...the foreigner was confused.

After buying meat and vegetables, Edward drove home in his [-]-hand Dior while humming a tune.

He didn't keep any money in the past few days. Apart from ensuring basic living expenses, he took all the remaining money into the lottery.

I still have to smoke!

Although I was not satisfied with the first few times of krypton gold, it turns out that the prizes drawn for 20 yuan are better than the prizes drawn for [-] yuan.

So he speculated that the krypton gold system is that the higher the amount of a single lottery, the better things you get.

Because the minimum withdrawal amount was ridiculously high, just reaching the minimum withdrawal line would make him use up all his funds.

This resulted in him having no money at all to conduct experiments. He really wanted to see what good things he could get for 100 million dollars.

So he decided that in the drug lord case, he would try every means to swallow up all the drug lord's money. After all, it was ill-gotten gains, and who should he give it to?

This gives you a chance to do a real test and see if the system really has any good stuff!

If you can draw immortality.

By then, he won't always be so wretched and developed.

Edward held a paper bag in one hand. The paper bag was filled with vegetables. Because there were too many things, he could only close the car door with his buttocks.

Despite this, he still closed the car door very carefully, for fear of scratching the eighteen-hand Dior.

"Mr. Edward..."

As soon as he closed the car door, Edward heard someone calling him.

look back.

It was an old woman, holding a dog, standing outside the yard.

When Edward heard the voice, he turned around and looked at the old man. He seemed to have some impression that he had heard her name when he moved here last time, and it seemed that her surname was Green.

The old lady seems to live alone and has a daughter, but she never comes back often.

Edward held the paper bag and listened to the grunting of the puppy led by the old lady outside. He asked strangely: "What's going on?"

Because Edward rarely goes out, he is not very familiar with several of his neighbors.

So he felt strange when he saw the old lady coming to him.

"It's like this, Mr. Edward, your dog often comes to harass my Miss Salad. I hope you can take care of it. After all, Miss Salad is only two years old..."

Miss Salad is the yellow curly teddy that the old lady is holding.

"Um...are you sure it's Laifu?"

Edward felt a little strange. Laifu didn't look like that kind of dog. He was usually very obedient. How could he harass this teddy?Or bring other dogs to harass you?This is even more impossible!

"I can't be wrong, I've seen him at home countless times!"

The family next door seemed to hear the discussion between the two people, and also stuck his head out and said: "Mr. Edward, you really should take care of your dog. He stole two bottles of beer from my house last time, and... Stole a pack of cigarettes from me."

"..."

The one who said he stole alcohol and cigarettes is going too far. It's a rumor.

It is understandable that Laifu is in heat and looking for other dogs, but if you have lost your cigarettes and alcohol, how can you blame it on other dogs?

"That's right, that dog of yours is too much. My Miss Ba was also made pregnant by him. I have never been embarrassed to say it." Another hostess couldn't help complaining.

Passers-by: Are you talking about that sheepdog again?I have also seen people with a group of stray dogs, like bullies, with a large group. The bullies go out to fight, and not even a blade of grass grows.

"Blessing!!!"

Edward shouted angrily as more and more neighbors gathered around to complain.

Inside the room, Laifu quickly stubbed out his cigarette butt skillfully, blew out the last puff of smoke, then hid the cigarette butt and lighter under the sofa, barked out the door, and responded to Edward.

"Everyone, I'm very sorry. I will definitely give you an explanation. I will take him for sterilization tomorrow!"

"Woo???"