Angel starting from American comics

Subconsciously looking up, I saw a pair of long snow-white legs coming into view, as well as the scenery under the skirt, just a little bit, a little bit.

Amy wanted to continue moving up to peek at the scenery under her skirt, but she saw this woman with a hot figure waving her long legs, quickly falling from the height of the alley, and kicking Amy's right foot towards the door.

"I'm not going to hit someone in the face," Amy screamed strangely. She managed to avoid the whip but saw the woman approaching like a boneless snake. The speed made Amy think of the tarsal maggot. word.

The tender arms were as soft as bones, yet deadly. Each of their strangulations can kill a strong adult man.

After being strangled three times in a row, Amy avoided it by rolling around on a donkey or escaping from a cicada's shell. There was a hint of curiosity in the woman's eyes.

She did not continue to step forward, but stood there quietly looking at Amy who was muddy and a little embarrassed.

"You are actually able to dodge my attacks several times with this street fighting style. Little brother, you are quite talented."

"Uncle, I have been fighting all the way from elementary school to now, how could I be defeated by a woman?"

Amy responded unceremoniously. Although the woman seemed to be standing there leisurely, Amy's keen observation ability could tell that her eyes were always staring at her escape route. As long as she wanted to escape, she would definitely act like a poisonous snake. Step forward and deliver a fatal blow

Amy was thinking about how to escape while wrangling. If she forcibly activated her angel body, she could easily defeat the woman with strong physical skills in front of her, but the cost would be high, so

Amy separated her mind and sank into her brain. The golden ball was slowly rotating like a planet, and a large amount of white mist was slowly floating in her brain.

"Enough" Amy sneered. These are all the results of the angel's self-growth. With the addition of the power of faith, not only the physical body is strengthened, but also some simple light magic can be easily used.

Snapped

Stomping the ground hard, Amy did not run away, because it was seeking death. She could only rush towards the woman, her whole body muscles tense.

The woman was a little surprised, but she didn't appear panicked at all. Instead, she attacked calmly.

A smooth, gorgeous and cool Jiu-Jitsu attack, Amy was beaten so dizzy, and then she was severely clamped on the neck and thrown to the ground.

Although it is easy to imagine being caught between two beautiful legs, it would be a bit sad if it was in this situation and the right side of the waist was severely hurt by the fall.

"Little brother, there's nothing you can do now, right?"

The woman looked at Amy and smiled, but was suddenly shocked because she saw the mocking smile on Amy's face.

"God said: Fuck the light"

Amy roared, the light elements condensed quickly in front of the two of them, and a dazzling white ball of light suddenly appeared. The woman subconsciously closed her eyes, and her hand movements relaxed for a moment.

While the other party was stunned, Amy, who was interested in light, got up and ran out of the alley with her hands on her waist. She didn't dare to stop even one step and ran back quickly.

A battleship suspended high in the sky and completely inaccessible to ordinary people.

This battleship, which is full of futuristic technology, is surrounded by optical camouflage stealth devices, and all the organs are almost forged from black alloy, with a perfect streamline shape like a warhead.

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Inside the battleship, an alloy door opened automatically.

A black man wearing a black windbreaker was sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee. He wore a black eye patch over his left eye, and his smooth scalp made him look like a black braised egg.

"Natasha, you're back." Nick Fury nodded when he saw the person coming.

The sexy girl with long dark red hair, wearing a tight-fitting black uniform, came to the director's desk in two steps and handed over a USB flash drive: "I've got it, Tony's new weapon information."

"Well, thank you for your hard work this time. If nothing else happens."

"Wait a minute, I have important information to report." The gorgeous red-haired woman interrupted the black man.

"Um"

The woman named Natasha, codenamed Black Widow, slowly spoke: "I discovered a strange little guy while on a mission."

"After my brief investigation, he is a private detective who accepted the commission from the daughter of our trader with Stark Enterprises."

As she spoke, Natasha looked a little weird. After all, being misunderstood as someone else's lover was a natural disaster, even if she didn't really care about it.

"He seems to have some special abilities and can emit violent flashes of light."

"I am temporarily blind"

Natasha spoke slowly, and the black director nodded: "I already understand that the detective named Amy can have contact. If possible, you can try to absorb us."

After Natasha left, Fury ordered a thorough investigation of Amy.

He tapped the armrest of the chair and sighed softly: "Another superhero."

As for Amy, she escaped from the alley and ran for a long time before slowing down.

The scary red-haired guy was no longer visible from behind, and Amy, who was slowly relieved, relaxed her vigilance.

There was a piercing sound, and the tires made a sharp sound as they rubbed hard against the ground. The door of the limousine that had made an emergency stop burst open, and a man in a black suit stepped out.

He glared at Amy: "How do you walk?"

Amy held her waist with her right hand and stared back at the guy: "I walked well here, and it's all your fault."

This is a motorway, not far from an intersection. The red light happened to be broken recently. Amy had just taken two steps when she encountered this car.

The traffic police haven't arrived yet. It seems that the red light was broken just now.

"It's okay." Amy waved her hand, "If everything is okay, forget it."

Amy would rather let things go. The man seemed to think so too, because some cars behind him were impatient and sounded their horns. He didn't want to make things too big anymore.

The conflict eased, and the man in the suit looked much softer: "Then I'll leave first, you have to waist it." Seeing Amy holding her waist and looking like she was dying, the man's expression changed a little.

"What's wrong with you? Did you masturbate last night?"

Amy: ""

Before he finished speaking, the door of the luxury car opened again, and a middle-aged man who had not yet taken off his white coat stepped out.

"What's going on?" He frowned slightly, but not too harshly.

Looking at the man who had not yet changed out of his work clothes, Amy glanced at his empty broken arm and the work badge on his chest without changing his expression.

"Ah, doctor, it turns out to be you." Amy suddenly stepped forward eagerly.