I, the motherland, do whatever I want

"Ashley, I'm going to hold a press conference. Please help me arrange it."

Azu stood up and said with a smile: "Also, let the people from the costume team come up. Now I have time."

"And it's abundant."

Ashley looked confused: "People of the motherland, I think now is not the time to hold a press conference, lawyers."

"Do as I say, dear." Azu smiled brightly, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

After Ashley left for a while, the costume team came.

After they introduced themselves, the team leader coughed dryly: "Dear people of the motherland, we have designed several sets of uniforms. I hope you will like them."

Azu nodded: "Show it to me."

The team leader made a gesture.

On the screen in the command hall, a suit of silver-white battle clothes with feather patterns and a golden cloak appeared.

"The first option, guardian angel."

"White represents purity and symbolizes peace"

Before the team leader finished speaking, Azu waved his hand: "Next."

The team leader was a little embarrassed because he designed this suit.

He put it at the front to demonstrate, originally hoping to win Azu's favor, but unexpectedly Azu denied it before he finished speaking.

He had no choice but to sit down and look at a female designer.

The woman stood up and clicked on the tablet in her hand to display the picture on the screen.

This suit is roughly the same as what Azu is wearing now.

They all use blue as the main color, but boldly abandon some other original colors and only retain the red as decoration.

On the chest of the suit is an abstract pattern that looks a bit like the letter 'P'.

The arm part is designed with a flame pattern in red, and part of the flame is extended and three-dimensional, shaping it into the shape of a sharp blade.

"This is this?" Azu was quite interested when he saw this suit.

"Guardian of Flame."

The female designer explained: "The flame symbolizes your passion, strength, justice and sense of mission."

"The concept of flames on both sides of the arms is extended, using a hardened design and a blade appearance to show your sharpness and at the same time imply your uncompromising spirit against evil."

"The pattern on the chest is an abstraction of the letter P, which is also the first letter of the word 'protect'."

"The above is the concept of my design, sir."

Azu nodded gently: "Yes, next one."

At this time a white designer stood up.

What he showed was a black battle suit, boldly decorated with golden lines.

Those golden lines are like lightning, full of power, and subtly emphasize the toned body lines of the wearer.

Azu looked at the designer.

The designer said with excitement: "Dear people of the motherland, please allow me to introduce it to you."

"Night Lightning!"

"I think you are the most dazzling and brightest lightning in this chaotic, evil, and sinful world!"

"The world is dark, but you are the light that cuts through the chaos and illuminates the world!"

"You are the lightning in the dark night, the ultimate salvation!"

Azu crossed his arms over his chest and said without any expression, "Continue."

Then the costume team showed off several sets of battle uniforms, including even a green suit, which made Azu's face turn green.

at last.

Azu said: "I like both Flame Guardian and Night Lightning."

“Make them.”

"However, for the Flame Guardian set, the letters on the chest need to be modified."

The designer of the suit immediately asked: "Motherland people, how would you like to modify it."

"No 'P', but 'K'!" Azu smiled and said, "Kiing's K!"

Two hours later.

Azu came outside the press conference venue and was about to go in when he suddenly stopped and then smiled slightly.

At this time, someone behind him said: "Please wait a moment, people of the motherland."

Azu turned around and saw Edgar, the black president of Watt Company.

Scanning the surroundings again, he saw the invisible man.

Edgar said seriously: "Can I talk to you?"

Azu looked at the nearby clock: "You have 3 minutes."

Edgar glanced into the venue: "What do you want to publish?"

Azu asked, "Do I need to ask you for instructions?"

Edgar smiled bitterly and said: "You don't have to ask me for advice, but I can provide some suggestions."

"Perhaps you don't know that right now you, and our Vought company, are at the center of public opinion."

"If one goes wrong, we will be blown into the sky, or even into outer space."

Azu spread his hands: "Then I will definitely be able to fly back."

Edgar wiped his face and said: "Let me tell you straight, people of the motherland, I hope you cancel this press conference."

"It would be better for us to do nothing now."

"Otherwise, no matter what we do or say."

"They will all become a lever for our enemies, and they will use everything to attack us."

Azu patted the president's shoulder: "And I will crush all enemies."

"Don't worry, friend."

"Leave everything to me."

"Maybe you can go up to the 88th floor and make a cup of coffee and let Angelina make you one, she's very good at that."

After two more shots, Azu walked into the venue.

Edgar didn't say anything, let alone try to stop him. He just looked at it for a while, turned around and left.

Entering the venue, Azu's eyes lit up with countless flashing lights.

He walked calmly to the high platform, showed a perfect smile, and arrived at his place under the flash of lights.

Azu raised his hands and made a pressing gesture, and the flash stopped.

He picked up the microphone to test the sound, and then said: "I bet you guys will probably have to break your legs next."

"Because what I'm going to say next will provide you with three days of news."

There was laughter in the venue.

Then a reporter asked: "People of the motherland, what do you want to tell us, what do you want to tell the world?"

Azu looked around and said, "Is it live broadcast now?"

"Yes, Motherland people, we are doing a live broadcast."

Azu nodded, smiled at the camera and said, "Everyone must have seen the news this morning."

"It seems that our country's security agency is very worried that my team and I will cause unnecessary damage to New York's urban buildings."

"I can understand their feelings, and to accommodate that feeling, I am announcing here."

"For the next period of time, the Group of Seven will suspend all activities."

"Yes."

"Start from this second."

"There's no rescue, no activity by the Seven."

"If you encounter difficulties, everyone, please seek help from the police gentlemen."

"That's what I want to say."

After winking at the camera, Azu smiled and left the venue.

Outside the venue.

Ashley was stunned as if she was under a petrification spell.

After a moment, she tugged her hair hard: "I knew it."

"I knew nothing good would happen if he took the initiative to hold a press conference!"

"What is he doing?"

"Playing like a child?"

"Are you still declaring war on the Security Bureau?"

At this time, Ashley's cell phone rang, but she was not in the mood to answer it.

The reporters' questions were so overwhelming that she had no choice but to walk into the venue.