The Legendary Life Beginning from American Comics

Water Group.

"Have you found the person who broadcast the live broadcast?"

Madeleine knocked on the table, and across from her stood Ashley, being lectured.

If it were an ordinary video, Madeleine would not notice it, but this person said in the video that he knew what superheroes had done, which is cause for alarm.

Now is the critical moment, the bill is already halfway through, and she doesn't want to fall short.

"Not yet... not at all. The police station only knows that the person who posted the video is named Jerome. He just joined the Red Hood organization last year. Recently, it seems that the Red Hood has changed. He has taken over. There is an organization that seems to be recruiting these people to do something. , we only know so much for the time being.”

"That's not what I want. I want to know how much he knows about superheroes. You know what will happen if this matter is not handled properly, right? Also, let the recent superheroes restrain themselves. Don’t get caught by the tail.”

"I...I know...got it."

Ashley replied bravely.

Although the other party was doing a live broadcast, the time was too short and there were too few people paying attention. They didn't notice until the video was recorded and posted.

The live broadcast account has no registration, no address, and no IP can be found, just like a black account.

"Get the matter done as soon as possible. Once the police find anything about this matter, they will immediately send people from the motherland to support it."

"Does the motherland need to take action in this matter?"

"Ashley, what you have to do is follow my orders, not question them."

"Ming...Understood!"

"Also, has the Transparent Man been found?"

"Not yet. No trace of his signal can be found at all. It may have been blocked."

Madeleine took a deep breath. The Seven were a group of guys who didn't make people worry. The Transparent Man had also had the experience of hiding and getting drunk before, but this time he went too far. He hadn't shown up for several days in a row. .

There is also Locomotive who competed with Shockwave today, but in recent years, Locomotive's condition has not been good, because all his medical reports are in her hands, and she knows the condition of Locomotive very well.

Locomotive is going to retire sooner or later, and Shockwave is the perfect candidate to replace him.

The two-person competition can be regarded as an era where new and old warriors take over, allowing the audience to become familiar with the shock wave in advance.

"Give me the information I need. I need the results before the afternoon."

Madeleine's strength goes deep into the soul.

Although Ashley didn't understand why Madeline directly sent people from her homeland, she just had to follow it.

Madeline glanced at Ashley's leaving figure and continued to lower her head to process the documents in front of her.

It would be safe to leave this kind of matter to the people of the motherland, but she wouldn't trust it to others.

……

West Side, New York.

Some abandoned factory.

"I'm here, where is what you said?"

Fish Mooney, the leader of the underground criminal organization, looked at Oswald standing in front of him. He heard that someone knew the criminal information of superheroes, and he might be able to use this information to trade with the Vought Group to achieve legal criminal purposes. Only then will I come to see him.

Moreover, Fish Mooney's Nanase was discovered by the police. He needed new thugs, and he was somewhat interested in this person who wanted to see him.

"Here!" Oswald took a step forward and handed over the data disk in his hand.

This was a gift he got from cooperating with those anti-superhero law enforcement officers, and it was a stepping stone to his career as Fish Mooney!

Fish Mooney asked someone to bring him the computer, checked a few paragraphs, and smiled with satisfaction.

Then, he looked at Oswald and said, "Yes, what do you want?"

"I want to join your organization!"

"Okay." Fish Mooney nodded. Oswald did have some ability.

"Very good!"

"However, a guy took my money and ran away. I want to know, do you have the ability to handle this matter for me?"

Fish Mooney asked someone to take out a photo, which was that of Flanders.

……

in a laboratory.

A man wrapped in straw is looking at a jar dripping with green mucus. As the green liquid goes down, the color inside the jar gradually turns gray, changing bit by bit.

After pouring the reagent into a device that was burning with an alcohol lamp, this weirdly dressed guy, as if like a straw, looked at a homeless man who was tied up on the operating table. The homeless man's eyes were full of panic. , I don’t know what this mysterious guy is going to do to me.

bang...

The door of the laboratory was kicked open, and two security guards rushed in, holding batons in their hands, "Stop, what are you going to do?"

The scarecrow picked up the sickle on the table and turned around slowly. The two 1.8-meter security guards felt a chilling fear. The man in front of them was covered with straw, except for the pair of scary eyes. The eyeball is clearly visible surrounded by straw.

"This is a private laboratory. Your intrusion is already illegal. Please stop hurting innocent people."

The scarecrow said nothing.

At this time, the device on the alcohol lamp was already bubbling, and the gray mist was rolling in the bottle, like an evil spirit looking for a new substitute, ready to move.

As two security guards tried to approach him and subdue him.

The device on the alcohol lamp exploded.

A cloud of gray mist exploded like a mushroom cloud of a nuclear bomb. At this moment, the two of them seemed to have experienced a sexual experience.

Hot air waves, dazzling fire, skin burning, body disappearing inch by inch.

Fear, despair.

However, these were just their imaginations, and in reality, they were shrouded in gray fog and tearing their faces apart with their hands.

It seems that this is the only way to reduce their pain.

As for Scarecrow's cell phone, the last frame before turning off the screen is Jerome's smile.

……

City Police Department.

afternoon tea time.

Edward was sitting in his seat browsing a map of New York City, listening to the voices coming from outside.

"Director, good news!"

Hearing the good news, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"how?"

"Three locations have been eliminated, and the last location has been confirmed, and... someone has seen a person wearing a strange mask on Blinken Avenue in the West City District. He is very similar to the person the police station wants to investigate!"

"Oh?" A gentle smile appeared on Edward's face, and he finally found it.

"Determine the specific location, let's go directly there!" After Edward finished speaking, he called the mayor. "Mayor Morgan, please send guns and ammunition as soon as possible. We have to solve a big problem. These guys dare to go there today." If you put explosives in the police station, you might do something crazy tomorrow. Mayor, you are in a high position and can easily be targeted."

After hearing this, the mayor immediately became alert, "I have already informed the Rifle Association. No, I will go to the Rifle Association now."