Bo-body turned to steam?
The hall, which had just descended into chaos, fell silent in an instant. The reporters stared at Morgan William in stunned disbelief.
The chairman of the Morgan Consortium, a top-tier capitalist, was actually a superhuman!
Viewers outside were equally astonished.
When had superhumans, once so rare, become so commonplace?
And each ability was stranger and more powerful than the last.
The female assassin pinned to the ground by Smoker was even more furious, her eyes nearly splitting apart.
She was not afraid of death, but she could not accept failing the mission.
"You're all worldly reporters. No need to make such a fuss, right?"
Morgan William cracked a joke to clear away the tension, then his smile faded as he calmly gave his instructions.
"Please return to your seats. The press conference isn't over yet."
"Mr. Smoker, please take the assassin away."
His attitude was not harsh, yet it made people instinctively trust and obey him.
This was not a superpower, but the aura of one in a superior position.
In the blink of an eye, the reporters calmed down and order was restored.
"Very good. To satisfy your curiosity, I can answer three questions."
"After that, we will continue revealing information about the SSR heroes."
"Sir in seat four of the second row, please ask your question."
At this moment, Morgan William displayed excellent control of the room.
"Thank you. Hello, I'm a reporter from B City Broadcasting Company!"
"May I ask whether you believe the assassin just now was sent by the Hero Association?"
Morgan William, blond-haired and blue-eyed in a neatly tailored suit, stood on the stage and chuckled.
"Of course not. I believe the Hero Association's managers are rational people."
"Although we are competitors, that competition should be limited to normal business