I'm Really Not a Lolicon

However, these three giants are now recklessly racing through the streets of Los Angeles.

"Oh ho! City of Angels! I love it here!"

"You have no idea that if it weren't for that pesky Russian Ivan causing trouble last time, the championship trophy would have been mine!"

Tony, who was completely focused on the race, was still bothered by the interruption that had happened during the previous race.

"I understand! Slow down!"

Kevin stared at the speedometer needle at the bottom of the dial, feeling that if it weren't for the skull protecting him, his brains would have been scattered all over the floor.

The elderly and frail US President Benford was even more exhausted, and had already slumped over in his seat, pulled out the vomit bag prepared at the front, and vomited profusely.

"Clang!"

The speeding Ferrari F1 ran over the wreckage of a Terminator, causing another jolt, but fortunately the safe house was already very close.

As the three pulled over to get out of the car, 2B, Scanner Unit 21, and Sarah had been waiting for them for a long time.

"Let's connect to the internal footage, and while we're at it, let's prepare some bottled water for rinsing and motion sickness medication..."

Kevin helped the pale-faced President Benford to his feet, his eyes filled with pity, while the old driver, who was probably going to issue countless tickets, had a look of satisfaction on his face that was incredibly irritating.

Meanwhile, inside the safe house.

Helena, who was restrained, was filled with guilt and anger, and she didn't even dare to look at the "president" who was tied to a chair in the corner.

Of the other seven security personnel, three were shot dead, and the remaining four had festering skin and were emitting Beast -like howls, seemingly turning into zombies.

Simmons, dressed in a white lab coat, flicked the empty syringe and smiled slightly at President Benford in front of him.

"We're all doing this for America, but your path is wrong, old friend... So, I've come to see you off..."

"Besides, considering all these years of friendship, I'll let you die as a zombie at the hands of my bodyguard, whom I treat like a daughter, and then avenge you... A perfect script, isn't it?"

"It's time to say goodbye, but I'm a little reluctant. You should come, Ada..."

Immediately, the scumbag, unable to shed a tear, handed the syringe filled with a new vial of C virus to the woman in the red dress behind him.

As Simmons looked back at the beautiful Asian woman, his gaze was filled with infatuation and tenderness.

"I've placed the great mission of rebuilding America in your hands, Ada..."

The tall Asian woman took the syringe and smiled charmingly.

"As you wish, my dear... mentor..."

Before the echo of her words had even faded, the Asian woman who was walking gracefully toward President Benford suddenly turned around and plunged the injection needle into Simmons' carotid artery, spitting out the deep red C virus.

"You betrayed me! Why! I gave you the very best of everything! You bitch!"

Simmons clutched his neck, stumbled back, and screamed in anger and terror.

The Asian woman's smile was chilling, her eyes filled with endless madness. Her sharp nails repeatedly scratched her perfect face, and her bloodied face approached Simmons like a vengeful ghost, whispering in a low voice.

"Why? Your so-called 'love' is using the C virus I developed to transform me into this monstrous form!"

"A bitch you only fantasize about every day, but who never even glances at you!"

The C virus has the ability to alter the structure of organisms. This scumbag Simmons, whom she painstakingly researched for over a decade, had his ultimate goal simply to replicate that woman named Ada?

For this reason, Simmons even went so far as to use her as a guinea pig! How ridiculous! How laughable!

The woman cupped Simmons's face, which was covered in sweat from the virus, her smile gentle yet twisted.

"I've worked tirelessly for you for over a decade. Whatever you ask, whether it's a small animal or a living person, I can steel myself and send them to the operating table..."

"If there is a hell in this world, I think I would be in it long ago, but all of this is for you, and I have no regrets!"

"You could have rejected my feelings, but why did you end up denying even my existence!"

"Should everything a woman named Carla Radames did for you be erased?!"

Simmons grasped Carla's hand, a tender look struggling to emerge in his eyes.

"Carla, believe me, I want to marry you. I've even prepared the engagement ring..."

Carla looked "touched," but her right hand shot out like lightning and grabbed Simmons' raised arm.

"Really, darling? I haven't developed an antidote for the C virus yet, so are you trying to drag me down with you?"

Immediately, with a crisp "clink," the dagger in Simmons' hand fell to the ground.

"Bitch! You'll go to hell! Bitch!"

With his hope of survival extinguished, Simmons hysterically cursed the subordinate who had long harbored a secret crush on him.

"I've diluted the ingredients, so the onset of the C virus will be delayed somewhat. This way, you can slowly experience the Affliction I once suffered..."

"But do you think that's enough, darling?"

Carla wrapped the red scarf around her neck again, then squatted down, reached out and lifted Simmons' chin, her expression cold.

"I will not only take revenge on you, but I will also destroy your faith! This is the cruelest punishment I have prepared for you!"

"Want to rebuild a new American-led order? Ha! The first wave of nuclear strikes is coming soon. Thank you for creating all the preconditions for this..."

"The US president and the nuclear button are all here. The [family] members in the military have also long been injected with nanobots by the [Red Queen]..."

"Judging by the timeline, they've already been activated. Once even one of these nuclear missiles is launched, what follows will be a relentless and chaotic war..."

"Now you know why I suggested taking action from a safe house, right? It's the safest place to go in the event of a nuclear war..."

"Thank you for everything you've done for the new order, darling. I'll miss you..."

The woman noticed that Simmons' eyes had lost focus, smiled, picked up the dagger from the ground, and began to stab his head again and again...

As the blade churned, the mutant, possessing immense vitality, convulsed continuously.

Never offend a woman! Her revenge is terrifying.

At this moment, the three people watching from the sidelines turned cold and couldn't help but shiver.

Of course, there's no need to watch the rest of the story; even after being injected with the C virus, Carla is no match for A2.

Kevin and the others had their fill of entertainment for the audience, but they also had a lot of mess to clean up.

P. S.: Alright, Carla got her revenge, that's great!

The biggest regret in Resident Evil 6 is that these two rivals didn't get to be together.

Chapter 292, Section 306: I'm Really Not a Lolicon

The Royal Hotel, Los Angeles.

[Anti-Entropy] The ruler, Raiden Ryoma, glanced through the recent briefings; the changes in the situation were somewhat unexpected.

First, President Benford's approval ratings soared after he survived a near-miss political assassination attempt during his speech at the University of Southern California.

Meanwhile, US National Security Advisor Simmons is under investigation for three counts of treason and two counts of other crimes. As for the truth of the matter, he's already a dead man who can't argue, so who cares?

The America. government has submitted a bill on its overseas troop withdrawal policy, and a result is expected soon.

Second, the rebellions of intelligent machines that broke out in Las Vegas, Catalina Island, Los Angeles, Three Mile Island and other places were disclosed.

The issue of "intelligent security" has sparked heated discussions in various countries. Learning from past experiences, different forces are clearly taking a reserved attitude towards the end of intelligent security.

Third, due to the continuous outbreaks of bioterrorism incidents around the world, NATO allies formally submitted a draft proposal to the United Nations regarding the establishment of BSAA branches around the world.

Furthermore, the initial training of personnel, expenditure of funds, and reporting of tasks will be temporarily handled by the British BSAA headquarters, which formally expands the authority of the BSAA Group A.

Finally, information from New York indicates that the conflict between S.H.I.E.L.D.. and the mutants ended with Magneto Erik voluntarily serving his sentence.

The Brotherhood of Mutants nominally disbanded, but in reality, it was placed under the jurisdiction of the Mutant School.

Meanwhile, with the tacit approval of the intelligence agencies, the military, and the government, the mutant community, led by Doctor Beast, began to step into the limelight, hoping to use political means to advance legislation protecting the rights of mutants.

By this time, the documents issued by various states had likely begun to recognize the citizenship of mutants.

Of course, the premise is that you don't have any criminal record; otherwise, the X-Men, who have already been exonerated, are not to be trifled with.

On the other hand, for national security reasons, the Mutant Registration Act, advocated by S.H.I.E.L.D.., has also begun to be implemented.

Having tasted the benefits of legalized rights, the X-Men are naturally staunch supporters of this decision. Any mutant who refuses to register and accept regulation will not have normal civil rights.

However, the military, which has been investigated in large numbers of high-ranking officers this time, has begun to advocate for welfare policies that allow mutants to join the military after realizing the changes of the times.

Raiden Ryoma didn't care much about any of that. The only thing that really bothered him was that the once so arrogant Magneto, Erik, had actually yielded...

According to specific information from S.H.I.E.L.D.., Nick Fury, that Old Man, found Magneto's family because he took someone's advice...

"Your boyfriend is really capable..."

Raiden Ryoma rubbed his aching neck, picked up his daughter, Mei, who was climbing up his thigh, and whispered something to the woman in the dark corner.

"What, still not giving up, wanting to recruit him into [Anti-Entropy]?"

Ada, who had been missing for a long time, placed the latest issue of Victoria's Secret Angels magazine on the table, picked up the brewed honeysuckle tea, and took a sip.

But the slightly bitter taste amidst the fragrance is still a bit hard to get used to; I'm starting to miss this guy's treasured musk coffee.

"Forget it, Siegfried, that guy, he seems like a dissolute madman, but he's actually notorious for only taking advantage and never suffering a loss. Trying to get anyone from him is a pipe dream..."

"I mean, are you really going to retire? Aren't you going to reconsider?"

Raiden Ryoma wiped his monocle, somewhat hesitant. This female agent he had recruited at a high price was top-notch in her skills, and he was really reluctant to let her go now.

"What can I do but listen to him?"

Ada pointed to her slightly protruding belly. Although her tone was helpless, the unintentional curve of her lips revealed the joy in her heart.

Raiden Ryoma picked up his daughter Mei, gently rubbing his smooth chin against the little girl's rosy cheeks. He felt a deep empathy for the choice made by single parents.

"That's true. For the sake of the little one in your belly, you've even given up the muscat coffee you used to order for every work report. You're very determined..."

"We've worked together before, what are your plans for the future? If I can help, please let me know..."

Ada downed the honeysuckle tea in one gulp, revealing a fox-like smile.

"No need to worry. In this line of work, it's already a feat to avoid attracting the attention of employers or enemies..."

"Furthermore, to avoid everyone worrying about each other, I plan to take an indefinite vacation in the area where the influence of [Anti-Entropy] and [Schicksal] is weakest..."

"Boss, please don't think about me too much. If I keep mentioning it, my hands might shake, and I might accidentally send something out. I really can't guarantee that..."

Raiden Ryoma picked up the now-cold tea from the table, pressed his left hand to his temple, glanced at the half-open black metal box at the woman's feet, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"As expected of you, Ada. Halfway through a mission, you come in resigning with a box of C4..."

"Going to Shenzhou maternity leave? That's definitely a great place..."

Immediately, the person in charge of [Anti-Entropy] was somewhat confused and curious.

"You sacrificed so much for that man, yet you didn't tell him. Why?"

Ada fiddled with the remote control, thought for a moment, and then smiled in response.

"Because, in this game, I don't want to admit defeat..."

"I need to win at least one more time. Women can be very petty..."

A dating game? I really don't understand these young people these days... Raiden Ryoma rolled his eyes, typed delete on the table, and erased all information about this woman from the [Anti-Entropy] database.

Then, the man pointed to the open electronic door and waved to the former employee who had fired the boss, telling him to get out of there as soon as possible.

"Sayonara... Also, a friendly reminder: keep a close eye on your daughter. Be careful that guy doesn't kidnap her; children have little resistance to this kind of person..."

As Ada closed the black metal box and stood up to leave, she seemed to remember something, turned to Raiden Ryoma, and smiled as she reminded him.

"Tch! Don't try to fool me. My Mei loves Daddy the most. Only in your eyes is he a pig who can only graze on cabbages..."

When his sensitive spot was mentioned, Raiden Ryoma, who was obsessed with his daughter, immediately hugged Mei tightly and looked up at Ada with a cold snort.

"Then think about how many underage girls are around this person. This is advice from someone who's been there..."

"Although he usually disguises it very well, this kind of deeply hidden lolicon... likes to target innocent little girls... think back to the first time we met..."

Before leaving, Ada ruthlessly smeared a certain man, a cunning smile flashing across the Vixen's lips.

That's really... a veteran!

Raiden Ryoma recalled the group of little girls surrounding someone, and how the intimacy between him and Mei during their first meeting seemed to surpass that of a father. Therefore, this doting father became wary.

Next time, we must be wary of that utterly wicked weasel! The ruler of [Anti-Entropy] clenched his fist and made a silent vow.