I, the motherland, do whatever I want

It's evening, and the dusk light shines on the earth, causing the high-rise buildings to cast deep shadows.

A car kept driving through the shadows until it finally came to a house.

CIA Deputy Director Susan Lena got out of the car and walked out of the garage.

As usual, she took out her keys, opened the door and walked into the house. Before she took off her shoes, she heard a voice.

"Your wine is quite good. Sorry, I just had a drink without your permission."

The deputy director was startled, then he covered his chest and looked at the figure sitting in the corner of the dim living room.

"Damn it, Butcher, you can't just come in here."

She turned on the light, and the light illuminated a rough face.

Butcher smiled contemptuously: "Then how should I come in? First take off your damn skirt and then come in?"

"Shut up, asshole."

The deputy director walked into the living room and closed the curtains: "What do you want from me?"

Butcher reached into his clothes and took out a test tube with blue liquid surging inside.

"This is it?" Reina looked at the thing in the bearded hand and reached out to get it.

Butcher immediately retracted his hand: "No, no, dear Susan, we are not that close yet."

"My things won't be given away so easily."

Reina looked at the bearded man: "What do you want?"

"You know what I want, but I don't want to have sex with you anyway."

Butcher put the test tube on the table: "This is compound No. 5."

"According to the Claw Girl's confession, this thing can give them superhuman pleasure like taking drugs."

"Furthermore, it can make them excited in a short period of time and improve their various abilities."

"But the side effects are also very obvious, and it can make you disabled."

After a pause, the corners of the bearded mouth raised.

"However, these are not the most important."

"The most important thing is, where do you think I found this thing?"

"Hey, hospital, in the ICU at Children's Hospital."

"They hit their children with this thing. Do you know what it means?"

"Metahumans are not the chosen ones, God's choice be damned."

"This is all the choice of Watt Company. They use this thing to turn those little devils who are still wearing diapers into superhuman beings!"

The deputy director couldn't help but take out a cigarette and smoke it: "So, those super criminals were also manufactured by Walter Company?"

"They create 'enemies' so that superheroes, their 'product', can sell more?"

Butcher stood up: "Yes, that's it."

"Take it, let the Vought company pack up and leave, and that guy flying around in a cape, he is not God, he is just a clown on drugs!"

The deputy director put away the test tube: "I will take care of it."

The bearded man looked at the woman: "Don't let me down, Lena."

He then left from the back garden.

Butcher drove, smoking and listening to music, and arrived at their hiding place in a blink of an eye.

He glanced towards the house, then continued to drive forward without stopping.

There is an X spray-painted with red paint on the window of the house, which is a sign of danger.

"What the hell."

"Have Walter's people come to the door yet?"

Butcher stepped on the gas and sped off.

I went to see the deputy director today. He didn't put on the alloy armor. He didn't dare to risk entering the house with his bare hands.

But just as he drove through a street intersection, the ground suddenly lifted.

When Butcher saw this, he advanced instead of retreating. The car accelerated and flew towards the intersection on the other side.

At that intersection, the ground was quickly covered with frost. When the car came down, its tires skidded and it crashed into a nearby streetlight out of control.

boom!

The car hit a streetlight and Butcher bounced back down, then hit the inflated airbag.

He almost fainted.

At this moment, he barely saw a tall figure walking from the front.

She was a beautiful, supermodel-like woman, but every time she stepped on the ground, a thin layer of ice would appear.

Ice princess!

"What the hell."

Butcher quickly unbuckled his seat belt, and as soon as he got out of the car, a strong wind came over him, blowing him back toward the Ice Princess.

On the other side, the elemental man came over and was controlling the strong wind to wash away Butcher.

The Ice and Snow Princess said excitedly: "Finally found him!"

"After Black Sea's death, the task of tracing the cause of Blue Eagle's death fell on us."

"But this guy is so cunning, it cost us a lot of trouble."

The elemental man nodded and said: "I will send him to your side, and you seal him with ice."

The two superheroes were about to work together to catch the bearded man, and suddenly the sky roared.

It was already dark at this time, and a dark cloud came from nowhere.

There was lightning and thunder in the clouds, and a figure could be vaguely seen among the flashes of lightning.

Then, streaks of lightning fell from the sky, hitting the road in disorder, some of which hit the Ice Princess and the Elemental Man.

The Ice and Snow Princess quickly condensed the water vapor above into ice, turning it into a layer of ice, blocking the lightning.

The elemental man raised pieces of gravel from the ground, and large and small gravels pieced together a wall above his head to isolate himself from lightning strikes.

Just when the two superheroes were suppressed, a figure flew down from the sky, grabbed Butcher and ran away.

By the time the lightning stopped attacking, Butcher was long gone.

The Ice Princess and the Elemental Man looked at each other. Neither of them expected that the cooked duck would fly away!

boom!

Butcher was thrown to the ground and hit something hard on his back, which made him grin.

He climbed up holding on to the wall and looked at the woman in front of him who had rescued him from a desperate situation.

He has asymmetrical short hair, wears a black and red battle uniform, and has a short cape that reaches his knees hanging from his back.

This woman, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, looked at Butcher with a condescending and contemptuous expression.

"You want to engage people from different countries? I'll join!"

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Several luxury cars arrived at 881 Seventh Avenue in New York and parked in front of the gate of Carnegie Hall.

The door opened, and Angelina, dressed in a full dress, walked down and entered the hall under the protection of bodyguards.

This concert hall, built in 1890 and funded by philanthropist Andrew Carnegie, is a landmark building in the federal classical and popular music circles.

There is a performance here tonight, and as the vice president of Watt Company, Angelina has frequently appeared in various public places and participated in various activities recently.

The same goes for tonight.

When Angelina entered the hall, Azu, who was wearing a brown leather jacket and jeans, got out of a taxi, held Ada Lin's hand, and walked with her to the music hall.

"Can we really get in?"

"That's Carnegie Hall."

Tonight, Azu asked Lin Ada to come to listen to music, but when she heard that it was going to Carnegie Hall, Lin Ada was looking forward to it but also nervous.

Azu smiled and said, "Don't worry."

"I have built water pipes here before, and I know the maintenance supervisor here. He agreed to let us enter through the back door."

"Yeah?"

"That's good." Lin Ada felt relieved.

At this time, a soft cry sounded from behind them.

"Oh my God, I'm not dazzled."

"Xiao Lin, is that you?"

"You come to listen to music?"

"Why are you dressed so casually? You don't think Carnegie Hall is some country pub where anyone can go, do you?"