Become the ultimate creature starting from the black robe

Chapter 224 Walter is crazy! You simply don’t take me seriously!

"Really? You might as well ask your pillow person, maybe his eyes will tell you the truth."

Before Xia Shang finished speaking, the motherland man snatched the mobile phone from Storm Girl's hand and said with a gloomy face: "I swear to the Virgin Mary, I will definitely pull your head and vertebrae out of your body, and then Use it as dog food."

"It turns out that the people from the motherland are also here. In that case, let me wait and see."

Xia Shang chuckled and hung up the phone.

He doesn't think that a phone call can turn Storm Girl against the people of the motherland, because this is unrealistic, unless Storm Girl really values ​​her lost arm, but judging from the plot in the original work, Storm Girl obviously won't do it for One arm turned against the motherland. As she said herself, the motherland was the treasure they spent half a century to find, the treasure that could conquer the world for them.

In an alleyway covered with graffiti by street "artists".

Storm Girl looked at each other and said, "It's a stupid strategy, what do you think?"

"I think they should be taught a profound enough lesson." The angry motherland gritted his teeth. Several clearly visible veins burst out from his neck. The contempt in Xia Shang's tone successfully aroused him. He was so angry that he just wanted to find Billy and crush Billy's head with his hands.

Soon, the special operations team affiliated with the Watt Group spread out like branches and leaves, and through special channels, they learned the location of Breast Milk and others.

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In the middle of Manhattan, USA, there is a park that looks like it was cut out with a ruler. There are not only several artificial lakes in it, but also a metal stand representing the Watt logo, as well as superhero statues everywhere. As early as half a century ago, , this place was named Water Park, and of course, it is also known as the back garden of New York.

"I must be crazy to come to a place like this for vacation." Breastmilk lay on the neat and soft lawn and covered her eyes with a beach hat.

When he asked his daughter where she wanted to go most, she was told it was Water Park. He could guarantee that his mood collapsed at that moment.

At the same time, I was also shocked by the influence of superhero culture among teenagers across the United States.

"Damn, I swear, I really want to take out a gun and blow that guy's bird off." Mother Milk reached out and took off the hat covering her face, looked at the statue of the motherland not far away, and couldn't help but complain.

Just when he cast his gaze towards the statue, he saw a suspicious-looking guy. He was once a member of the special forces, and he immediately realized that the other person was spying on him. This feeling was definitely true, and it was definitely not just one person.

Breastmilk looked around calmly, then reached into his pocket and held the handle of Colt's gun.

"Three hundred meters to the southwest, one hundred and fifty meters to the northwest...Fake, I'm being watched." Mother Milk took out her cell phone and asked her about the situation there, "Now you take your daughter and get into the densest crowd. Don’t ask why, I may run into some trouble, but trust me, I will solve it soon.”

After putting down the phone, Mother Milk began to think about whether she had provoked any gangsters in the past few days.

Because based on the professionalism of those guys, they are obviously not from the FBI.

But since he left the team, he has never dealt with gangs. They really have no reason to monitor him. After all, he is not a hip-hop black upstart with pink diamonds on his eyebrows and gold teeth.

Breastmilk walked quietly towards the toilet.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

The few people responsible for surveillance realized that this was the best time to strike, so they followed him.

"Who are you? Why are you spying on me?" When a suspicious person passed a big tree, his waist was suddenly hit by a hard object.

At this time, Breast Milk, who was hiding behind the tree, lowered her voice with great vigilance.

He had to figure out who wanted to attack him.

"Oh man, don't get me wrong, I just came here to go to the bathroom." A white man wearing a black jacket quickly defended.

"Are you sure? Do I look easy to fool?"

Breastmilk's gun-holding hand pushed forward.

"Believe me, I'm in a very bad mood right now, even terrible. I'll give you three seconds. If you don't say anything, the bullet will ruthlessly pass through your kidneys. Maybe you can only tie a urine bag to the root of your thigh in your next life. Live the rest of your life." Breastmilk's tone was cold, as if she would pull the trigger in the next second.

Under the threat of breast milk, the man in the jacket panicked and said, "Don't get excited, man. I just think you are quite rich, so I came here to take a look."

"Ha, you don't really think that the patches on my clothes are decoration, do you?" Breastmilk sneered, and then took out two pistols and four magazines from the other party.

"You are so well prepared. Do you need these things to rob a black man? However, I think I already know who sent you."

Breast milk took out the dagger from the other party's waist and thrust it into the back of the other party's right hand. With a pop, the tip of the knife instantly passed through the flesh and blood and sank into the tree trunk.

Seeing the blood oozing out from the wound, Mother Milk said with a ferocious smile: "If you don't say anything, I will insert the knife into your neck. I hope you are not the sixth poor guy to die in my hands in this way."

"I said, I said." The man in the jacket was sweating in pain.

"My name is Frye. Walt asked me to spy on you. This is all I know. I swear to God."

"It's indeed Walter."

Breast milk looked at the man in the jacket who kept moaning softly in front of her, and suddenly said: "Take your tongue back."

"What?"

The man in the jacket subconsciously put his tongue back into his mouth, and then he quickly hit his jaw with both hands. With a click, his eyes instantly went dark, and he tilted his head and fainted.

"Billy, it's me."

Breast milk dialed Billy's phone number while observing the surrounding situation.

It stands to reason that he has now been cleared by Mallory and is a legal American citizen. Walter has no right to monitor or arrest him.

But since Walter did this, there must be a reason, otherwise it would be impossible to send someone to monitor him for no reason.

Based on past experience, he had to wonder if Billy had done something to offend Walter again.

"Don't be kidding. I haven't had any trouble with Water River recently. Maybe it just wants to take revenge for the past."

Billy can guarantee that he has not come into contact with Walter this month, let alone provoke him.

Although I have to listen to Bejia talking about Ryan every day, my life is quite pleasant.

"Anyway, you and your family are in a bad situation right now. I will notify Mallory immediately and ask her to send someone to pick you up."

"Walt is crazy! He simply doesn't take me seriously!" Huey on the sofa suddenly became furious after learning about what happened to breast milk.

He is a member of the Superhuman Agency, responsible for arresting superhumans who cause problems. He can even be compared to the Sword of Damocles hanging over Walter's head. Of course, this is just what Huey thinks. It is a fact. Actually, the Watt Group really didn't pay attention to his small role.