The God Killer in the American Comics World

Superman didn't sacrifice himself, and attacked with a kryptonite spear. In the end, he was "confident" with a bone spur by [Doomsday], and avoided a sudden death.

Even though he knew that Superman's coffin could not be held down, he was resurrected and attended the funeral of an acquaintance, Anger still avoided it if possible.

This thing is too sad.

Anger let go of his perception and felt the eyes around him. He suddenly understood the little entanglement in the hearts of those [Avengers] who didn't accomplish anything.

Too much soy sauce!

The gap between heroes is sometimes determined by talent.

Of course, Anger is not interested in improving the strength of heroes like Hawkeye.

Anger didn't know that at this moment, the White House and the military were entangled.

It's okay that their own chaebols are not human beings and are crazy about dark experiments to pit themselves. The key is that every time they have to have heroes like Kratos to clean up the mess, where can they put their official face?

Especially the data sent, the big mushroom egg just now did not kill [Doomsday], but almost blew up Superman, which made the superiors quite entangled:

Don't rely on these superheroes, even the opponent who is ineffective with nuclear bombs is enough to destroy the earth.

Rely on them.

If there is a "Great Beauty, King Kratos!" one day, they will be miserable.

They did not make a mistake. When Nick Fury said in the headset "I hope Mr. Kratos will leave a contact channel", Ange responded calmly "I will take action when I think it is necessary."

This is regarded as another rejection of the official recruitment.

But what can the White House do?

Last time, he demonstrated the unparalleled teleportation technique and infiltrated the North American Aerospace Defense Command. Do you dare to force Kratos?

This kind of misery...

Who understands! Family members!

This matter is left unresolved.

Then the name of [Wall Street's top sniper Ange Wayne] was once again deified by Wall Street.

Once, twice, three times, Angle always took advantage of the traditional chaebols' crazy actions to short their stocks and make a fortune.

The Wall Street wolves who followed him to eat meat were happy, and even Tony, who was "not very interested in money", secretly followed Angle to short and made two small goals.

Some people make money, and some people lose.

The crazy Lex Luthor certainly lost the company founded by his father, and his whereabouts were unknown. He was wanted by a big warrant, and even wanted the "king" in the poker faction.

Don't forget that the premise of short selling is that someone lends stocks to stock market snipers like Angle.

Usually some big funds, or big banks.

This time, the victim is [First Republic Bank].

As a large bank ranked among the top in the United States, it is natural to have various investments after absorbing savings.

In theory, it is okay for you, Angle, to lend us stocks to speculate in stocks, but you can't make money every time and then wait for the stock price to plummet and return the junk stocks to me, right?

Ang's stock shorting method is simply weird. From Osborne, to Hammer, to Lex, all the companies went bankrupt and their stocks became worthless. Ang still used full leverage to borrow stocks to short.

This made [First Republic Bank] the scapegoat.

The huge losses involved here laid the groundwork for its future bankruptcy.

After this, Ang has been blacklisted by major banks and institutions that provide short-selling services - I don't know how many managers cursed and cursed Wayne.

In any case, as a 'mortal' Ang*Wayne's reputation on Wall Street is really at its peak, and he is regarded as the [stock god]!

Any stock god, before he completely falls, will be regarded as an idol by all those who want to make a fortune.

By the way, Ang, who made a lot of US dollars by taking advantage of the collapse of the Lex Group, supported it very timely and announced that he would participate in the bidding for the reconstruction of the destroyed Gotham Port.

This is like a shot in the arm for the two cities of Gotham and New York, which are both going downhill.

No one knows that the real Lex Luthor on the wanted list is now locked up in the dark cell of Ang's island villa.

"Ah! Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-"

The ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty are being used on him one after another.

If it were someone else, this guy would definitely die. It's like the death by slow slicing. No matter how skilled the executioner is, he can't ensure that the prisoner can survive for three days and three nights.

But Ang is a 'skillful' healer.

Well, to be precise, the energy he got from the [Witch] actually has healing power.

Ang has never had a chance to use it, so now is a good time to try it. If it doesn't work, he will die at most.

Anyway, it's not him who will die.

The result is that the former middle-parted golden-haired handsome man forced Lex to become the most miserable sandbag.

He wouldn't die if Fulla punched him, but it's not uncommon to have 206 extra bones in his body.

After a while, Ange healed him again.

This thing is like in a shooting game, deliberately killing the enemy next to the opponent's medic, and then killing and rescuing the enemy after he is rescued.

Anyway, the system keeps prompting: [Congratulations host, your (healing) level has risen to...]

"Kill me! Kill me - you evil gods!"

Even if the wound can heal, the bones can grow back, and even the lost body fluids are forcibly replenished, Lex's memory of pain is not false.

Later, even if he didn't have any injuries on his body, the terrible phantom pain still made him scream crazily.

Perhaps the Lex who was imprisoned in Arkham Asylum by Batman in history was not a madman.

The Lex in this life is definitely a madman.

Fulla vented her hatred with angry iron fists.

But as she was fighting, she suddenly felt that it was boring.

"Have you vented enough?" Ange looked at her calmly.

"Well. He is just a clown after all. General Zod did not die at the hands of such a person, he just died because of his obsession." Without turning her head, Fulla stretched out her hand and snapped it, easily breaking Lex's neck, which was easier than strangling a chicken.

Ange took away the pitiful drop of red soul that came out of the guy, and threw a fire with flame control, burning Lex Luthor to ashes in one breath.

"Master, can you let me be quiet for a while?"

"Yes." Ange answered casually.

His method was to win people's hearts. The only thing he didn't expect was that the effect was so good. Half an hour later, the adjutant lady ran over and said that there seemed to be something wrong with the engine of her Kryptonian spaceship.

After the maintenance worker Anger came online, he found that something was wrong.

The mothership's engine was running well. After inserting the key, the engine easily accelerated from zero to 100 miles per hour. Not only was there no abnormal noise, but the engine sound was also very high-pitched and clear.

If there was any problem, it was that the engine lubricant seemed to be a little too much.

But this was not a problem.

As the saying goes, a newly assembled computer needs to be [burned in]. It takes time to verify whether a graphics card is a mining card.

Anger played many games of eating chicken, and let the opponent eat a lot of chicken, but he didn't find any problems.

Anger knew that this Krypton mothership truly belonged to him.