The super power special team has come to a crap

The super power special team has come to a crap

Author: Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu

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It was originally called "Super Power Special Forces Here Comes Trash", but I thought the word "garbage" had too much meaning, so I changed it to trash

The outline is like the title_(:з」∠)_

Handsome and shy, offensive X bad temper, sick and strong

Content tags: A soft spot for young people Western Romans Modern overhead

Search keywords: Protagonist: Alva, Nat┃Supporting role: Joe┃Others:

一

"I'm going to be late!!!" Torres threw the alarm clock on the ground, jumped up like a rocket, and rushed into the toilet.

The alarm clock was clearly set for seven o'clock, why didn't it go off until eight o'clock!Although he works a job with loose hours, it doesn't mean that he can be late during the required assembly time!

It's over, it's over, it's over, it's definitely going to be deducted points, damn it, he likes a newly purchased amplifier in the game, when will he be able to get it now!

Torres finished brushing his teeth at the fastest speed in his life, pulled off a coat without washing his face—fortunately, the weather was not too cold—put it on casually, and drove towards the city at a speed of seventy yards Assembly point.

"Captain! I was wrong!!" He parked the car on the side of the road and ran over. Although he had tried his best to save time, he was still half an hour behind the agreed time.

15 points will be deducted for half an hour, damn it!It only adds 100 points for a B-level mission, and it will be deducted if you are late. What is it for militarized management? In fact, it’s just that the above is too picky and doesn’t want to give things!

Torres waited impatiently for his captain to pronounce his punishment, but...

It was supposed to be a gathering place, but there wasn't even a single person there.

Could it be... everyone is late! ?Torres was delighted. Although there is no rule in the Bureau that the law does not punish the public, it is much better to see everyone's crying faces than to cry alone.

Soon he realized that he was thinking too much, and the phone in his pocket began to sing.

It was Feng, the one with the best relationship with him in the team, who was super disciplined.

"Hey, where are you?" Torres looked at the name and knew that he was delusional just now.

"Look to the left." Feng's voice was calm, just like his character,

"There is no one on the left, there is only a coffee shop, which is quite bourgeois..."

"We're inside."

Torres' eyes widened: "Are you inside?! Just kidding, why are we gathering in the coffee shop!"

"You will know when you come here, tell the waiter to go to the tenth table."

"Oh...well..." Feng's tone always made people feel that he was making a fuss, and Torres hung up the phone awkwardly, and pushed open the door of the coffee shop.

It's such a western-style shop, I don't know how many cups of coffee I can drink with my monthly salary...

No, the idea is a little bit more aggressive!Torres shook his head and thought about business for a while.

What are they gathering here for today?

ah!It's to welcome the newcomers!

But why do you go to a cafe to welcome newcomers...?

Torres thought he was a person who fought with his fists instead of his head, so he gave up thinking without any resistance, and followed the waiter's guidance to speed up his pace.

Then he met his companions whom he hadn't seen in a while.

Their special operations team is the most elite team in this continent, so there are very few members, and there are only four of them including him.

The captain is the one who sits in the back and stares blankly in a daze. His short black hair sticks to his ears obediently, and his facial features are upright. He looks like a shy rich man, the kind who never gives birth.

But Torres knew what a terrifying person he was... It can be said that level 8 superpowers are rare in the whole country, and they are of the elemental system. They are simply the treasure of their bureau.

Sitting next to him, eh, a strange face, a newcomer?

Torres took a closer look. This newcomer looks a bit fancy...

His long white hair was dyed—of course it was dyed, and it’s not a fantasy drama. How can there be so many natural white hairs—draped around his shoulders in a mess, just covering his neck, and a strand of dyed hair was highlighted in front of his forehead. Platinum and looking like a bad boy on the side of the road.

His face was terribly pale, which made his blue eyes so bright. Seriously, no one has such blue eyes nowadays, he must be wearing contact lenses!

The thick clothes are not like early winter, but like what you should wear when the mountains are covered by heavy snow. A fancy scarf is wrapped around your neck—is it really necessary to wear a scarf in an air-conditioned room?The whole person is like a high school student who skipped class, full of educational temperament.

Holding a cup full of hot coffee in his hand, it seems that he is the reason why everyone enters the coffee shop.

"I'm coming!" Torres greeted energetically.

"Oh, you're here..." He was greeted with a lifeless answer.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Torres found a seat and sat down, and asked strangely: "This doesn't look like your style, of course it's not like going into a coffee shop."

"It's my suggestion to come here," the new member said with a smile. "It's a bit cold outside, isn't it?"

No!Very warm!And you're clearly wearing thick clothes! !

Before Torres could complain, the girl next to him grabbed him and whispered in his ear, "This person is a related household."

"Huh?" Helen is a person with a lot of gossip resources, so Torres pricked up his ears.

"I don't know the specific situation, but this person was directly sent by the boss, so be careful, don't annoy him..."

"Oh, oh..." Torres nodded in confusion.

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Alva didn't really want to come, but his friend and boss used his rights—if he didn't work again, he would be fired and he wouldn't be paid—to force him to participate in the mission.

"I'm also doing it for your own good. If I stay at home every day, my health will get worse and worse."

What he said was grandiose... Alva sighed, holding his coffee tightly, it's so cold outside...

Moreover, the quality of this elite team is too poor. Some members can be late for more than half an hour, and even whisper to others when they sit down. Although his hearing is degraded and he can't hear clearly, he can guess what they are discussing with his toes. come out.

"I heard, you have already annoyed me." Alva said.

Seeing the two people on the opposite side huddling together in fright, he smiled with satisfaction: "I'm just kidding, so I'm going to introduce myself now."

? ”

"Hmm...please..." came a weak voice.

The captain of this elite team is also a weirdo. He is so afraid of being born that he would blush when talking to strangers, so he was so tall and handsome for nothing.

"Should I come first? Shouldn't you come first?" Alva questioned casually.

"Ah? Oh... good." The captain easily gave in.

The shy handsome guy took a deep breath: "I'm Nat Seale, I'm from South Texas, I'm 25 years old, and I'm currently the captain of the special team of the Super Power Predator Branch of South Texas... I, uh... Do you want to talk about ability? I am an elemental, level 8... Specifically, electricity... okay, okay?"

"Wow, the element of level 8 is still electric, it's very powerful." Alva praised.

Nat lowered his head, his ears blushing.

Feeling useless except for his face, can this character really be a leader? Alva knocked on his glass: "Next."

"I'm Von Nochland, 26 years old, psychic level 6." The meticulous young man with black hair combed his glasses and said briefly.

"Wow, Psychics, you are very powerful." Alva praised, although the tone was the same as before, the meaning of perfunctory was almost overflowing.

"I'm Helen Franke, 21 years old! I'm from the body strengthening department, don't look at me as a beautiful girl, I have great strength!" Helen replied energetically, shaking her blond hair.

"Oh, there are only those who are late, let me introduce you."

"Hey! Don't you praise me! I'm also very good!" Helen patted the table unwillingly.

Alva glanced at her: "It's just a body strengthening system. If I say you are amazing, won't you feel ashamed?"

good!owe!beat!

Helen gritted her teeth, but she refused to refute because of the fact that this person was a related person. Of course, part of it was because the body enhancement department was indeed a rotten superpower department.

"I... I'm in the control department, specifically fire, level 7." Torres answered in order to avoid an awkward silence, and then waited for the evaluation a little nervously.

Wait, why does he care about a newcomer's opinion!Although he is a related household, what skills can he have at such a young age!

"What about the name?"

"Oh! My name is Torres Bren, I'm 26 years old and I live in..."

"That's not necessary," Alva interrupted him directly, "The control system is also very average, but if the target is fire, it's still worth something."

What is this intense feeling of passing an exam!Torres screamed silently in his heart.

"It's your turn to introduce." Helen, the only "failing student", shouted dissatisfied.

"Me?" Alva smiled, which made him have a cute dimple on the corner of his mouth: "My name is Alva, manipulation department, level 2."

"Level 2?!!!" Even Feng, who had been calm all along, couldn't help shouting along with him.

Torres answered first: "Level 2! I have never seen a level 2 superpower in the game. Is this level considered a superpower?"

"I haven't seen it either! Level 2 is no different from ordinary people, why do you want to join our team?