The Richest Man in the DC World

Seven people fell from the tall building at the same time, and the thumping sound when they landed was so clear.

There was chaos around, and the agent in charge of logistics rushed over to check the injury.

The results were bad.

The two agents died on the spot, leaving the other five with their last breath.

Mike Gray was frightened and frightened, really frightened. As a special person in the FBI, he knew that the top management had been secretly monitoring an extremely scary alien girl.

It is said that the girl has a sturdy body comparable to super alloys, an unmeasurable upper limit of strength, a speed far beyond sound, the ultimate senses beyond human understanding, and super vision that can see through everything.

She has an invisible biomagnetic field on the surface of her body, which can block most attacks, and even use missiles to cause no damage.

Such a being is close to God.

On the FBI blacklist, she has always been ranked first, and her danger is far greater than that of the Assassin League, which has created countless vicious incidents.

Many times, Mike was wondering why that girl was so scary. Today, I finally saw it. In just one second, seven elite officers were killed, and the fast cameras couldn't capture it clearly.

What's even more irritating is that after killing these people, she lay in bed without caring.

"Damn!"

Mike gritted his teeth with hatred. Ordinary methods were not enough. Only the superpowers of the mind system could be used.

The psychic department is notoriously rare, and there are only three in the entire FBI: one stays in the headquarters all the year round and cannot escape; the other is responsible for monitoring the target and is now missing;

Thinking of Ellie gave him another headache.

After the Gotham incident, the performance of the Heterophony Division was very abnormal, especially Emily Song, who swept away the previous impression of cuteness and became strong and cunning, while using the merits of Gotham City to put pressure on the top management to seek higher Position; while winning over other superhumans, forming a guild of superhumans to ensure that superhuman agents have the right to fair competition.

With her unremitting efforts, 80% of the superhuman agents became members of the guild, a group of superhumans, and you don't need to think about how terrifying power it contains.

Superhumans are an important trump card for the FBI, and many tasks that cannot be handled by conventional means will be solved by them. Once this power is lost, the FBI's dominance will be greatly reduced.

To give them power is to plant an uncontrolled seed that no one knows will grow into.

The executives were hesitant and tried to solve the problem with money, but the guild did not give them the opportunity to express their dissatisfaction through strikes, media, and layoffs.

At Emily's call, ordinary detectives also joined in, united to put pressure on high-level officials, and even left remarks: if the FBI does not solve the issue of fairness, they will propose to Congress the establishment of S.H.I.E.L.D., which is specially responsible for supernatural cases.

I don't know which bastard is helping Emily make plans.

Deputy Daniel whispered, "Another one died."

Mike Gray suddenly sobered up and said irritably,

"Contact Emily and have them come over immediately."

Daniel nodded, took out his mobile phone and dialed Emily's number. After some conversation, he embarrassedly said,

"Sir, Emily replied: they are fighting injustice and cannot be present."

"It's all burning eyebrows, and it's still on strike!"

Mike grabbed the phone and was about to speak when a blind tone suddenly sounded in his ear.

The phone was hung up.

That girl actually hung up her phone!

As a senior executive, the power center class, was actually hung up by the lowest-level female detective.

what does that mean?

Mike Gray bowed his head in thought, puzzled.

"gentlemen……"

Mike raised his hand,

He didn't let his deputy go on, he walked to the corner alone, called Emily's phone again, and didn't know what he said or what conditions he reached. When he returned, his expression was as calm as stagnant water in a deep pool. half a turbulent,

"Daniel, organize the personnel, block the scene as soon as possible, confiscate the communication equipment of irrelevant personnel, and make sure to minimize the impact of the incident."

"Understood, sir."

At the same time, in an office in Washington, DC, Josie, who was the vice-chairman of the guild, said nervously,

"Amy, what did Mike Gray say."

Emily put down her phone and said with an ugly face, "He agreed, on the condition that he control the girl. If he can't control it, he will be executed on the spot."

"Bastard! Chops! Sure enough, he's framing us."

The sharp-headed Angus gritted his teeth and roared, "That girl is a freak, and she's not something we can deal with at all. Mike Greming knew this, but he didn't tell the truth, and made it clear that he wanted us to die."

"How could he do this!"

"All we want is fairness, is it wrong, why don't they give it?"

A hoarse voice echoed in the room, and the atmosphere became extremely depressed.

Some guild members raised their heads and stared blankly at the picture on the TV. A girl was pounding the iceberg, her small fist seemed to be carrying a nuclear warhead, and the entire ice layer was cracked with one punch.

This kind of power is too terrifying, and it is not something that superhumans can deal with. If you go, you will die.

"Amy, what should I do?"

Emily took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Since you have agreed, you must go. The FBI's responsibility is to maintain the law and protect national security. Besides, who else can deal with her except us."

"But it's too dangerous."

"Which mission is not dangerous, Ellie..." Turning to look at the girl with white pupils, "Can you control her?"

Ellie hesitated for a few seconds, then shook her head,

"I haven't tried it, I don't know."

"What about communication?"

"There should be no problem with communicating, but will she listen to us?"

Emily sighed, "Always try."

After the preparations were done, the group left Washington, D.C., and headed to the Metropolis.

...

As a Kryptonian, Linda Danvers doesn't need a long break, an hour can bring her back to her energized state.

Grabbed a few layer cakes from the refrigerator and ate them while looking at the scene downstairs.

Knowing that she was awake, the FBI was on the verge of an enemy, and the department's logistics staff even shivered.

"A bunch of trash!"

The girl pouted in disdain, smashed the wall with one foot, jumped up, and disappeared into the sky.

The people downstairs can only stare, you look at me, I look at you, they can't fly, what can they do?

Mike Gray waved his arms angrily, but there was nothing he could do. In front of that girl, they were as weak as ants, the power gap was too great, let alone confrontation, there was no chance for dialogue.