Opening: Stealing Superman's Stuff

Chapter 227

"Oh ho ho... If you don't let me go, I will throw you into the sky."

Sean has been surrounded by a group of little Kryptonians, even buried underneath.

Magically thrown into the sky, people just hold it high.

The hell knows these little guys love being thrown into the sky so much.

"Papapa... Hey, well, it's time for you to rest."

Angel, who was in charge of taking care of them, came over, reluctantly got up one by one, and walked back to his room with short legs to rest.

"These little guys are getting more and more naughty, but they are growing fast." Zhi Xin came over and pulled Sean up.

With a smile on his face, this is his future.

"It's better to be naughty, hey, if we have children in the future, will it be the same?"

"You ask me how I know?" Zhi Xin felt a little embarrassed.

"What happened to the tin man last time?"

Zhi Xin thought for a while: "I heard that the investigation is still underway. This thing is still interesting. It is unscientific that the will was born like this!"

"Originally it wasn't a serious universe."

All kinds of monsters and monsters may appear. If someone told him that a sip of shi would turn into an essence, he would believe that the Marvel universe is omnipotent!

On the other side, in a military base.

A bunch of photos were thrown on the table by the white soldier in front of him, and the person sitting there was either a big boss or a political dignitary.

"Look everyone! This is our goal this time. It turns out that the Hulk is uncontrollable, but now we have a better target."

"Angel?"

General Ross laughed: "Yes, according to the information we got from S.H.I.E.L.D, this is an alien race with about 60,000 members in a manor outside NY."

"Having energy means, super defense, long lifespan, everyone, isn't that what we want?"

Next to him, a man in a suit patted the photo, his eyes full of yin herons.

"General Ross, how can you guarantee that you will get what we want? Once you have a bad relationship with this group of people, it may lead to a new war."

Ross sneered: "If you don't pay, where will the reward come from? We just want some of their blood samples, it's reasonable!"

The man on the right spoke up. He was the adviser to the President of the United States.

"General Ross, what can we get?"

This is the key.

Everyone looked at Ross, the feeling of arbitrarily judging a person's life and death is really wonderful, is it a right?

No, it's desire.

His eyes were like hungry wolves, bursting out with a look called longing.

"As long as we can get their blood samples, we can deduce the secrets of their genes, long lifespan, Super strength."

"And once we put it on the soldiers, you can imagine what will happen to the world, you will be a group of people who will be recorded in the history of the United States."

Pro also added a sentence: "the greatest".

"Are you sure?"

General Ross was deadpan: "This is the United States, isn't it?"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded, and the old man sitting in the first spoke at this time.

"General Ross, you must know that without today's meeting, without the authorization of Congress, this is your personal behavior."

Ross exhaled: "I understand."

"Fighters, soldiers, everything will work with you, and if you fail, you know what to do."

The meeting is dissolved.

Ross picked up the photo on the desktop, the white wings are really nostalgic!

Maybe a pair of wings will hang in his loot showroom in the future.

"Pass my order...",

...

"My God, a large number of troops are being assembled outside the manor."

Um? Sean was a little surprised, put down the Kryptonian child in his arms, patted his head and motioned for himself to play.

"What's the situation? This group of people was kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"My God, almost, we read their brainwaves, and we want to analyze the Angel gene."

Forehead…! Well, it's the United States.

"Does S.H.I.E.L.D know all this?"

"According to Mousse's calculations, 90% of the time, they know it. They should want the United States military to test us. Even if it doesn't work, it's the same when they come out and finish."

It's a good deal.

"Unfortunately, the old war model is not our model."

Angel's eyes showed a cold light: "My god, do you need to start a war of destruction?"

Sean smiled bitterly: "Go, go, you are also idle, and you have no interests. Why destroy others! It's just a group of pre-nuclear civilizations."

"The majesty of my God shall not be offended."

Kneeling down on one knee, eyes firm.

"Then... let those boys try it out."

Deep in the S.H.I.E.L.D bunker.

Fury is sitting here, and the picture in front of him is exactly the scene of Angel Manor.

"Do you think Rose will succeed?"

"Hill, I didn't expect him to succeed, I just wanted to see where the Angels and Sean's bottom line was."

Hill was silent, a move she didn't agree with at first, but Fury's case was convincing.

Uncontrollable power can only be a disaster.

Angel and Sean are like thorns in their throats, they can't be taken out, they can't be swallowed, and they will kill them at any time.

"Have you ever thought that once they get angry, it will be absolutely catastrophic for the whole world".

Hill added in his heart that it was a disaster that had never happened before.

Fury laughed, and One Eye looked a little more popular at this moment.

"Hill, you still haven't seen what's going on here!"

"How to say?"

"You should remember that Sean said that there is an Asgardian on Earth, and he made some agreements with Asgardian."

Hill was taken aback: "But how did you know that Asgardian would definitely be Sean's opponent?"

"So, I'm betting."

"Fake...",

Fury glared at her angrily: "Don't swear, let's say, Angel advocates justice and order, and is bright."

"You should have heard Natasha Romanoff say what they think of justice and light".

"Trust me, it's actually not too bad."

Fury is confident, with a quantum communicator attached to his waist, plus Earth's Asgardian, Sean knows what to do.

He is a smart man.

In the picture, the outside of Angel Manor has been surrounded, and martial law has been imposed within a radius of two kilometers.

Soldiers are everywhere, even fighter jets are flying in the sky.

Not to mention gunships.

"General, we are ready."

Ross sorted out his military uniform: "Then go get in touch, they will like this gift."

"Yes".

There was a knock on the iron door outside the manor, one...three times...and there was no movement.

Turning his head to look at General Ross behind him, he stubbornly knocked again, Bang Bang Bang…!

Yea!

The door opened, and a five- or six-year-old child came out.

"Mortal, what are you doing?"

Crowd: ...

A moment of surprise, how could it be a child? There is no information that there are children here?

"Cough...Children, do you live here?"

The Kryptonian child looked stinky, raised his head, and seemed uncomfortable, so he simply flew up and looked at the soldier 0 ..

"Mortal, what do you want to do?"

Gudong! The throat is a little dry, this Nima child can fly? Where are his wings?

Didn't you say that everyone here is Angel?

"Why don't you call someone who can call the shots? We are from the United States government to check the water meter."

"You don't deserve to see the commander. Besides, this gate is under my control, you can only see me."

The soldier looked at Ross and then at the Kryptonian child in front of him, a little impatient.

He stretched out his hand and tried to go in, but just as he reached out to the child, a huge force came from the Kryptonian child.

I saw the child holding the soldier's hand with one hand and throwing it directly behind the pile of people.

"Shit... What kind of monster is this?"

At this moment, this sentence resounded in everyone's heart.

A child who threw an adult away, can he still fly?

"General?"

Ross frowned, his original intention was to force Angel to hand over blood samples for research, which was the smoothest way, but he did not rule out the use of force.

Looking at this child, I had an idea, if he... maybe it would work.

catch him.

The soldiers had hideous smiles on their faces and rubbed their palms, as if the child was already in their hands.

"What do you want to do? I'm welcome to come here again!"

The little face was a little scared, but what was hidden in the bottom of his eyes was more excitement.

Is this the fight?

The experience and blood of the ancestors are flowing in the body.

And today, he will shine glory on this group of people.

Although this group of mortals has a little dish, let's do it!

"Don't come here...",

Soldier A: Be obedient, Shu Shu will take you to eat candy.

Soldier B: Hehehe... Lollipop!

Soldier 3: …You speak well, you are scaring the children.

Soldier: I... ah!

Before he could speak, the Kryptonian child had already punched his eye socket with a smile on his face.

"Brothers, come out!"

Whoosh!

A group of children flew out from the manor behind, wearing black nano battle suits, capes behind them, and a big H symbol on their chests.

'ah…',

Zizizi... Heat ray hit the vehicle, and an explosion appeared.

"Counterattack...counterattack...fast",

"Damn, it's a bunch of little monsters".

"Howitzer ready...",

A little Kryptonian girl instantly jumped in front of the car, grabbed it with one hand, and threw it around like a yo-yo.

Really violent girl.

boom!

A bullet stopped on her forehead and turned into a lump of metal.

The corners of his mouth twitched, a little aggrieved.

"You hit me just now?" He looked at the soldier who was holding the gunman in front of him.

The soldier swallowed and shook his head fiercely: "No."

"Your gun is smoking?"

"It's got a cold."

The little girl on Krypton arrived: "I'm serious",

"...".

Slap, kick it straight away, as for whether you can live or not, it depends on luck!

"Wow…",

Suddenly, a cry appeared in the corner of the battlefield, as if stabbed in an ant's nest.

The Kryptonian kids came here.

Sitting on the ground is a child crying, there is a hole in the clothes on his chest, the nano battle suit has been broken, and there is a red spot on his chest.

"Don't cry, you are the commander's soldier, do you hear me?"

"I don't, it just hurts too much," he said, feeling a little embarrassed.

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