I want to be the overlord when I transform into Marvel

After doing all this, Reeves ran down the rostrum again, stood 2 meters away from President Maya, and asked softly: "Mr. President, do you want to arrange a stool or table for you?"

Yes, maybe I can make you a cup of tea? When you teach your classmates to drink some water when they feel thirsty, otherwise, sir, you will be working too hard!"

President Maya waved his hand and said calmly, "Why bother? I'll just say a few words."

Reeves had a serious look on his black face and a sonorous voice, "Mr. President, your affairs are no matter how big or small they are. They are all major matters. How can they be considered troublesome?"

This is a good thing to say. He was indeed the number one horse boy under President Maya. He was really good at figuring out what he meant.

"That's too cumbersome. I'm in a hurry today!" President Maya still refused.

"That's not possible. In this case, I will hold the tea cup for you on a plate!" Reeves said firmly.

Seeing that my younger brother is so knowledgeable, President Maya no longer refuses.

In this way, President Maya stood in the center of the rostrum, holding the microphone, while Reeves, a tall black man with a smile on his face and holding a tea cup, stood behind Maya.

"Shit! It's really that little bitch! What qualifications does she have to stand there and talk to us? She's just a primary school student and has nothing to do with us high school students!" The tall white man was the one who spoke.

"Don't lower your voice so low, stand up and shout loudly. Don't you see that even Reeves, the president of the high school student union, is like a black eunuch in the Ottoman Empire's palace, serving the queen in a low voice?

Your Majesty?" the black basketball player said disdainfully.

"Mother Fa Ke, am I stupid? Even Morris and the others are standing in line, how can I understand the power of this?"

"Don't you know? Last month, a few of them ran to block the road with President Hansen. As a result, they spent the next half month lying in bed." said the Heizhuang basketball player.

"How did you know? Who told you?"

"Max, he is also one of them. In the end, he was the one who sent Morris and others to the hospital!"

"So cruel? Look at her petite appearance..."

...

Manhattan is already close to the Atlantic Ocean, but now it's March and the weather has warmed up.

President Maya wears a white cotton shirt, a brown wool vest, a red and white plaid knee-length school skirt, small black leather shoes on her feet, and white stockings rolled up to her calf.

Her long, seaweed-like hair was tied back in a fluffy style, revealing her smooth and plump forehead. Her almond-shaped face was flushed in the afternoon sun, and her phoenix eyes, which should have been charming and passionate, were filled with a hint of desolation.

President Maya stood calmly behind the microphone without saying a word, while the five hundred or so people below gradually became quiet.

"I believe that all high school classmates haven't forgotten me! Originally, high school affairs were managed by the high school student union, but today's situation is different. It involves the lives of several, dozens, or dozens of classmates, so I have to take care of it.

." After saying this, President Maya's voice also became serious.

"What's going on?"

"Why does it have anything to do with life safety?"

"Could it be that the affair between me and Baoli was discovered, but even if I made Baoli pregnant, there would only be one?"

Morris also patted a black guy next to him and said, "Is that you?"

"What am I?" the black man asked with a question mark on his face.

"Boss Marion from 39th Street! I heard, I heard, um, that gays are easily infected with AIDS. You were... let me go, can't you talk to me if you have something to say? You even started to fight.

, this is a fact! Don’t think that you fell in love with Marion... I know everything about you and Paul, Hal, Ryan and a group of people... Are these more than a dozen lives true?

It’s not you... Well, don’t be so vigorous..."

...

Listening to the noisy group of people below, President Maya had to forcefully pat the microphone in front of him.

"Bang bang...buzz..."

A burst of chaotic noise suddenly silenced the students below.

"Everyone knows that last Friday, New York gangster Frank died mysteriously."

Regarding this sentence, President Maya said it with no regrets at all.

"There is no leader, and the rats are fighting against each other! Those stupid and vicious scum of society, in order to compete for the interests left behind after Frank's death, actually bewitched the innocent students of our school and made some of your classmates work for them..."

What President Maya said was not polite at all.

"Those students who have been deceived, please think about it carefully. The distance between you and the gangsters is just like the gap between your academic performance and mine. Can you catch up with us just by working hard?"

Well, although this is right and true, why does it feel a little wrong? President, are you trying to persuade us, or do you want to attack us? A group of campus gangsters who were fed Xiangwei poisonous chicken soup secretly complained

With.

"I know that some students have brought pistols into school, and they must be planning to go out tonight to fight for a better future. I have to say, you are really stupid and naive. Can you please pour some water into your brains? A little

Lubricate it, at least make it rotate. In a gunfight of that level, others are at least holding AK47s. What's the use of you holding a small broken gun?"

That's right. After hearing this, William Baker, one of the gunmen, was really enlightened. He was wondering if he could also get a machine gun. China's smuggled goods are very good, cheap and powerful...

"If you had both parents and lived a happy life, you probably wouldn't go out to fight with a gun. Think back carefully, did your father, or brother, or relatives and friends have honeycomb-like bullet holes in their bodies? The blood is

Isn't it a gurgling stream? Are the screams hoarse in pain? Are their eyes full of fear of death, yearning for life, and regret for their reckless actions?"

William Baker was thinking about what type of machine gun to buy. Suddenly, the scene of his father dying appeared in front of his eyes, and he shuddered. This, this machine gun should be discussed again! Yes, yes!

put......

"I dare say that those big guys who want you to die can't even remember your names now! Think about your relatives, friends, classmates, and lovers. Is it worth giving your life in vain for such a person? Go to the streets tonight

A gun battle, tomorrow your mother will lie on your body full of bullet holes and cry bitterly, your friends and classmates will gradually forget you, and your girlfriend will fall into the arms of others..."

"Ah ah ah, don't, I don't want, Ellie, don't leave me..." But it was a brown-skinned South American youth who shouted on the spot without knowing what he thought of.

Before the classmate could calm down, President Maya continued: "Actually, I understand what you are thinking. Don't you just want to use your life to gain a better tomorrow? What I said just now has made it clear that you will not succeed!

There is no chance at all. You have no other ending than becoming cannon fodder and consuming other people's bullets!"