Marvel Comics: Starting with the Ability to Replicate Superhuman Talents

The nuclear bomb is going to explode.

The news exploded in Clark's heart like a bolt from the blue.

"Why are you panicking?"

Gino glanced at Clark. The boy turned his hands, and a golden lightning made of heavenly magic was held in his hand.

Aim at the dark night sky.

"Let's go!"

Gino gently threw the lightning in his hand.

"boom!"

The golden light wrapped around lightning, like a javelin piercing the night sky and sinking into the dark clouds.

Then, it was like hitting something.

The nuclear bomb shattered by lightning exploded instantly

The originally dark night suddenly glowed with a grand and blazing light, almost as if several suns were rising simultaneously on the sky.

"Done."

Facing the rising light, Gino withdrew his right hand.

"Next."

Keno looked up in the direction of Washington, D.C.: "Just dealing with some personal grudges."

…

White House.

Founded in 1793, it has served countless presidents and is the seat of the presidents of the free United States.

"Honestly, it was a really bad day."

On the White House lawn, two security guards were bored and recounted their recent experiences.

until.

"boom!"

Like the roar of a heavy fighter jet engine exploding overhead,

The two security guards subconsciously raised their heads.

In the night sky above the stars, a blond boy stepped on the air like a god and stood under the night.

A gentle breeze blew his long hair, revealing a pair of cold eyes.

The two security guards opened their mouths subconsciously, and the same expressions they showed were all the security guards at the White House who witnessed this scene.

"G-Jino Luther?"

Someone spoke subconsciously, with a look of shock in their eyes.

Who is Keno? There won't be anyone who doesn't know.

The leader of the Justice League is recognized by the United Nations as the light of humanity.

His fame was astonishing.

His strength attracted much attention.

Of course, these are not the top concerns of these security guards. At this moment, when they see Keno appearing in the White House.

However, this group of people suddenly thought of a horrifying prediction in their hearts.

If Keno wants to kill the president, can they stop him?

Oh, maybe it was a stupid question.

No one present could stop the young man.

At this moment, Keno looked at the White House below.

Through the cold wall, he could see two generals in the president's office describing the battle plan to the president.

"Wow!"

The tall body slowly fell down and stepped on the lawn. The young man stared at the security guards around him with an indifferent expression.

With just one glance, the aura of oppression from the superior to the inferior made everyone involuntarily take half a step back.

Jino didn't say a word, but the people around him who originally wanted to block the young man's path involuntarily moved away to both sides.

He walked briskly and calmly into the White House.

"Da da~"

Shoes make a rhythmic sound on the ground.

Walking in the corridor of the White House, Keno's face couldn't be described as happy or angry.

The staff who passed by all froze when they saw the young man who suddenly appeared.

But no one dared to speak.

They saw the young man walking towards the President's Office as if there was no one around.

Even the bodyguard who was supposed to stop him stood frozen on the spot, his fingers couldn't help trembling, and he couldn't even raise his hand, let alone pick up the gun.

"Everyone."

Under the gaze of everyone, Jino slowly said: "I'll give you 30 seconds to get out of here."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone ran away with his life.

There has always been a saying on the American Internet that if Keno wants to be president one day, he will get the support of all the people.

Judging from Geno's current performance, he is probably dissatisfied with the current president's behavior?

In short, the workers in the White House ran out of the rotunda.

The once crowded corridors were empty.

"Well?"

In the room, the white-haired president was a little confused as to why it was so quiet outside.

He rubbed his hair and motioned to the assistant beside him to open the door and take a look.

The young and beautiful female assistant walked to the door with charming steps, and she turned the door handle.

Then, a tall blond young man appeared in the woman's eyes.

"Geno Luther!"

She instantly called out the boy's name, with a look of excitement on her face. After all, in the dead of night, she had often used this boy as her substitute.

"Go away."

But the killing intent emanating from the boy made the female assistant scream in surprise, and then she was picked up by the neck and thrown out of the door.

"who is it?"

When the female assistant was thrown away and Keno walked into the room, the president, who was originally smiling, was stunned like a hare that had been strangled by the neck.

"Mr. Luther!?"

But politicians are indeed politicians.

A false smile immediately appeared on the old cheek of His Excellency the President.

"What do you want from me?"

"Still pretending?"

Facing the smiling president, Kinnock had no habit of reaching out and not hitting the smiling person.

"Snapped!"

An arm that seemed to be made of steel clasped the president's cheek and lifted the old man into the air. The young man's eyes turned cold: "Did you ask the army to shoot a nuclear bomb at me?"

"I!"

Upon hearing Geno's words, the president suddenly seemed to be choked by water.

"No, it's not me. It was my two generals who told me that a monster appeared in Metropolis!"

He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at the two generals not far away.

When the two middle-aged men saw the president pointing his finger at them, their expressions immediately became gloomy.

Gino no longer paid attention to the timid president, and with a flick of his hand, he slammed the old guy to the floor, making him clutch his back and moan.

"How do you two want to die?"

The young man sneered and walked towards the two of them. A cold murderous intention mixed with a strong sense of oppression swept over the two of them, making them unable to help but tremble.

"Geno Luther!"

Seemingly aware that they had entered a desperate situation, the general on the right tossed the hat on his head and shouted angrily: "My guess is indeed correct, you are a tyrant!"

"You and your group of freaks from the Justice League are a stumbling block to America!"

"So this is your reason?" Jino sneered: "Anyone who is not your lackey is a target that should be eliminated."

"It's really a typical Western double standard."

"What do you know! You madman, the earth is constantly attracting dangers from the universe to this place because of freaks like you!"

The man roared hysterically, while his companion kept swaying.

He saw the young man getting closer and closer, grabbing the cursing general by the neck and twisting it gently.

"Gah!" The man's scolding stopped abruptly.

Gino flipped his wrist slightly.

"Kacha!"

The crisp sound of bone cracking echoed in the office, and a corpse with a twisted neck fell on the luxurious carpet, which represented the end of this person's life.

"Say enough and you can die."

"Also, my principles are principles."

Jino stared expressionlessly at the body lying on the ground, and then his eyes locked on the other general with a red light.

"You should also go down and accompany him."