American Comics: I'm Superman And My Wife Is Wanda!

Without waiting for Laura to respond, Liu Feng continued: "So, from now on, I will give you your freedom, and you don't have to go to prison anymore."

Laura repeatedly confirmed what Liu Feng said: "Are you willing to give me back my freedom? That means you are willing to let me, a killing machine, wander around in society? Are you sure?"

"I have nothing to worry about. Giving you freedom is not a matter of one or two sentences. But I don't mean to let you kill Ang. In New York, you still have to abide by the law."

Liu Feng responded: "As long as you don't break the law, I will not interfere in your life anymore."

Laura was silent for a while, and asked, "Do you have such great rights?"

"Definitely, I know a lot of people, so it's okay to let someone go." Liu Feng smiled slightly and said, "Isn't the super friend who rescued you my good brother?"

It happened that Liu Feng mentioned about Superman, and Laura originally wanted to ask him some questions, so she asked directly, "That guy, is he really Superman from the comics?"

"I can't tell you where he came from." Liu Feng said: "What you can know is that he is not the Superman you remember, but the degree of fatality is the same."

"If I don't want to say, I won't ask too much." Laura stopped the topic in a timely manner.

"However, there are so many shining points on you that it is hard to describe. I really can't guess you, you may be the most mysterious person I have ever seen in my life."

"I'm tired of hearing compliments. People in the police station praise me all the time, and I'm not missing you, so there's no need to join in."

Liu Feng waved his hand and said, "Now you are free."

Laura ended the conversation with Liu Feng and left Liu Feng's office.

Liu Feng was also afraid that it would be difficult for her to live without USD in New York, and she might start doing illegal activities after a long time without money, so she arranged for a friend to find him a job.

After all, Liu Feng is the light of New York loved by everyone in New York. Isn't it as simple as asking someone to do something like drinking water and eating?

"I just don't know how this poor little boy who grew up in the laboratory will start his new life after returning to normal human society." Liu Feng Nannan said.

That's the end of Liu Feng's concern for Laura.

As I said before, Liu Feng is not a person with a full sense of justice, and everything he did for Laura was due to the promise he made.

The difference between the two is that his starting point is not others, but himself.

If he wants to, he can re-enter the Superman form and slaughter New York City, and no one will be able to stop him, just like Homelander in the black robe picket team.

The difference from Homelander is that Liu Feng hangs more than Homelander.

But he didn't want to massacre New York City, because Liu Feng wouldn't find it fun, and the people of New York living in dire straits should be thankful for this.

When it's time to get off work, Liu Feng, who has been busy all day, can go home.

"Welcome home, honey."

As soon as she opened the door, Wanda, who had been on a business trip for several days, suddenly jumped out from behind the door, wrapped her arms around Liu Feng's neck, and gave Liu Feng a scent on his face.

Liu Feng subconsciously wanted to capture the opponent, but after seeing Wanda's appearance, he hurriedly withdrew his strength and hugged her in the way of a princess.

"It turned out to be my little beauty."

"Hey, take it easy, little tiger."

Wanda, who was held in Liu Feng's arms, nodded Liu Feng's nose with a smirk, and said, "I haven't eaten yet, so you're so energetic?"

"I've been busy all day, and I'm exhausted. But just seeing you, my energy becomes full, and..."

Liu Feng smiled and looked up and down Wanda's clothes.

"To tell the truth to my husband, your reporter outfit of white shirt, black skirt and black-rimmed glasses is not willing to change when you get home. Is it your trick to enrich your married life?"

Wanda arched her nose and smiled charmingly: "So, does it work?"

"Excellent effect!"

Liu Feng was agitated and threw Wanda on the sofa.

Hearing the excitement in Wanda's scream, Liu Feng started to undo his belt.

"Hey! Little tiger, dinner!" Wanda said with a smile.

"Eat afterwards."

Incarnation of Beast, Liu Feng ate up Wanda who had been away for several days, and both of them were extremely satisfied.

The next few days will be the loving cohabitation of Liu Feng and his wife Wanda.

As for how affectionate? Anyway, one-third of the time every day is spent in bed.

Liu Feng originally had the physique of Superman.

Superman not only has a body of steel, but also has physical strength that is unmatched by ordinary people.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be many races with The Flash, who has the speed force, in DC comics.

Wanda couldn't accept Liu Feng's oppression at first.

But this kind of thing just keeps getting more and more addictive.

Over time, Wanda also began to adapt to Liu Feng's rhythm, experiencing the thrill of Superman's girlfriend Louise in the DC comics.

The happiness of the couple's life also made Liu Feng happy during working hours, and he just dealt with unimportant things for a few days.

Until one day, Liu Feng, who was walking on the road and was about to get home from get off work in the New York Police Department, suddenly felt something when he passed the sidewalk and turned his head suddenly.

The moment Liu Feng turned his head, under the traffic light not far away, a man in a sweater wearing a black peaked cap hurriedly turned his back to Liu Feng.

Seeing this, the corners of Liu Feng's mouth turned up: "Dare to lay the abacus on me?"

Liu Feng is a policeman who has spent many years in the troubled city of New York, and his anti-detection ability can be said to be the best among police officers.

A small stalker, Liu Feng could detect his direction even with his eyes closed.

On the side of the stalker, because Liu Feng suspected him once, he had to hide for a while.

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head again, Liu Fengren had disappeared.

"See me?" The stalker couldn't help but doubt.

Liu Feng is a guy who was offered a reward of 500,000 US dollars by the Continental Hotel, he must not let this fat piece of his mouth disappear!

The assassin looked around, trying to find Liu Feng's figure in the crowd with his excellent eyesight.

But what he didn't know was that he had entered Liu Feng's quasi-heart.

The next second, bang! The gunshot rang out, and the assassin was shot in the head and fell down.

"Kill...killed?" Passers-by panicked when they saw this scene.

Liu Feng slowly blew away the mist from the muzzle, and emerged from the crowd.

Then he used the pager to call Chen Long, his underling, to appease the frightened melon-eaters.

"Don't worry, everyone, this is the police doing business."

Liu Feng came to the corpse, flipped the back of the belt, and sure enough, there was a suppressed pistol pinned to it.

Combining the pistol with his attire, it can be concluded that this is the standard equipment for assassins.

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