Marvel's Saiki's Disaster

Zimu exchanged phone calls with Potts, then handed her the original text of One Punch Man, stopped talking, and walked straight home, he didn't want to stay here and be interviewed by the troublesome media.

What Qi Mu didn't know was that not long after he left, several black cars parked silently near the cordon.

Two imposing men wearing sunglasses and black suits stepped out of the car.

The leader was a middle-aged man about thirty years old, this man was slightly taller, his golden hair was meticulously combed, and he wore a large watch on his hand, which showed that he was a man who paid great attention to his appearance.

They looked at their surroundings with natural expressions, and then strode towards the cordon.

Looking at these two mysterious men, the police officers who maintained order suddenly became vigilant, and quietly put their right hands on the holster on their waists.

Seeing that they didn't seem to be ready to stop, a police officer hurriedly stepped forward to stop them and said, "I'm sorry, sir, this place has been temporarily quarantined, and you can't cross this range." "

The police officer who stepped forward was also very careful, his eyes were firmly fixed on the two people in front of him, and the hand on his waist was slightly tense, ready to attack at any time.

"Where's your sheriff? We have something to look for him, and this is our ID. "

The middle-aged man at the head saw the performance of these police officers, smiled kindly, did not say superfluous nonsense, and directly took out his ID.

The police officer took the documents handed over by the man, frowned slightly, and glanced at the two men in black with some surprise, but quickly returned to normal, quietly handed back the documents, and said softly: "Please wait a moment, I'll report it." "

Soon, the sheriff came out of the rubble and asked curiously, "I'm Sheriff George Stacy, who are you?" Which department? "

"I'm Agent Coulson, representing the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency, and this is my credential."

With a gentle smile on his face, Coulson handed over the document in his hand again.

"That's a mouthful."

"yes, so we're working on this little issue as well."

"Are you a CIA or an FBI affiliate?" Although the sheriff had not heard of the name of the department, the imprint on the document was indeed genuine.

Coulson shook his head, "No, we're an independent department, not someone else's subordinate body, and the functions will be more centralized, Sheriff Stacy, we want you to be able to provide all the information about the car accident." "

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The next morning, Jacob Doyle sat in his office as usual, with a cup of coffee on his desk, quietly reviewing the new comics.

As a well-known editor in the comic book circle, Jacob does not easily review the work of newcomers, let alone those who submit their works directly.

Because most of these people drew cartoons on a whim to submit, the quality of their cartoons can be imagined how poor it will be, and he doesn't want to waste his precious time on these people.

Jacob has been a comic editor for 20 years, so he naturally doesn't think that there can really be some talented cartoonists among these people, after all, this fantasy is too unrealistic.

Generally speaking, if you want to become a manga artist, you need to start as a manga assistant, so that they can accumulate more experience and skills.

And these cartoonists' assistants definitely have to make more preparations than laymen, in this case, the quality of the manuscript can be guaranteed.

"Harrison, this damn old bastard, how many times have I warned him, don't draw such an old-fashioned plot, don't resurrect the villain, is his head stuffed with shit?"

Jacob looked up and rubbed his temples, looking a little tired.

It's no wonder he's so depressed, you know, today's cartoonists have almost drawn the superhero plot badly, and the subject matter has almost fallen into a bottleneck.

So they can only replace the old wine with new bottles, repeating the same superhero routine, even if the painting is good, Jacob is a little tired of seeing.

Seeing this, Jacob, who sighed, couldn't do anything, so he had to put down the manuscript in his hand and review the next work.

"Huh? Whose manga is this? "

At some point, there was a sketch on his desk, and Jacob thought about it, it seemed that his assistant had just put it in.

Curious, Jacob picked up the manuscript and turned the first page to see a ruined city.

"What's the situation?" It's the first time Jacob has seen such a special opening, and in the opening scene, the city has already been destroyed, "Is this going to be drawn in flashback?" "

To be honest, the beginning of this comic book has successfully aroused Jacob's curiosity.

But what attracted him was not only this peculiar beginning, but most importantly, the storyboard and painting style of the original.

From Jacob's professional point of view, the author of this comic is definitely a master cartoonist.

Plot aside, this manuscript alone gives Jacob a reason to keep reading.