Long Island, The sky is clear after the snow.
The sun shines on the thick snow, making people's eyes sore.
Manor's morning started with a lot of noise as always.
Because Reggie failed to grab the last piece of fried potato pancake, he was going around the dining table using the afterimage to try to steal it from Tommy's plate. As a result, Tommy used Telekinesis to pin him down firmly on the chair together with the plate and the person, unable to move.
While everyone was eating breakfast and enjoying the comfort brought by the heating in the room, something unexpected happened.
There was a loud bang.
Manor The heavy carved iron door was split in half by a thick purple lightning bolt.
The charred metal fragments hit the snow with high temperature, making a harsh hissing sound, and melted into several large craters in an instant.
Stormfront stepped on a pair of black military boots, his cloak rustling in the cold wind, and walked into the Manor.
She had that kind of condescending arrogance on her face, her purple eyes swept over the snow plowing tools in the yard, the half-trimmed dead branches, and the snowman with a carrot nose inserted by Annie, and she let out a mocking sneer.
Behind her, followed a group of children shivering from the cold.
These children all look very young, the oldest is only ten years old, and the youngest is only six or seven years old.
There is a little girl with red hair. Although she is very young, her facial features can already see the bright future.
She clutched the hem of her gray uniform tightly, her eyes full of bone-deep fear. That was Marge, who was only six or seven years old, also known as Little Maeve.
Next to Marge, there is a boy whose body is in a translucent flashing state. It seems that he cannot control his invisibility because the weather is too cold or he is too scared.
They are the so-called New Vanguard Camp who were trained by Stormfront on the 40th floor underground for more than a month using high-voltage electricity and death.
Hearing the noise outside, people in the villa came out one after another.
Buddy was the first to stand up from the porch, shook his hair, looked at the arrogant woman outside the door, and muttered something in his mouth.
"It's so early in the morning, there's another lunatic. Vought International is full of uniform crazy people with abnormal brains like this."
Stormfront heard the voice and his eyes instantly locked on Buddy.
But she didn't show too much surprise that a dog could talk. After all, there are all kinds of strange things in this world.
There was only pure disgust in her eyes.
Then, she saw Reggie walking out in a floral shirt, and her eyes instantly turned cold to freezing point.
"Edgar That loser is really getting more and more depraved."
Stormfront's voice sounded very harsh in the quiet snow. She pointed at Reggie, and then pointed at Buddy next to her.
"It is an insult to the word Vought to let such a motley piece of trash that pollutes the bloodline, and a beast, live with a group of children who are supposed to be gods."
Reggie was stunned for a moment. "?"
This was the first time in his life that someone pointed his nose at him and used such vicious words to insult him.
But he was not afraid, but turned his head and glanced at Tommy next to him, his eyes full of absurdity.
"Who is this old woman? Did she not brush her teeth in the morning?"
Reggie picked his ears, turned around and shouted into the room, "Lynn! There is a crazy woman outside!"
Stormfront's eyes twitched violently, and purple static electricity began to jump crazily in his palms.
When she came today, she didn't take Stan Edgar's warning at all.
In her understanding after living for almost a century, except for John who was deified in the report, everyone else in this Manor, including the ordinary person Director named Lynn, are just a group of bugs that can be crushed to death at will.
She brought New Vanguard Camp here just to set rules for this group of eliminated products who don't know how high the sky is.
"Where is Lynn?"
Stormfront spoke coldly, looking past the children and towards the villa door, "Let him get out, and let the boy named John come out to see me. As for you defective products..."
Stormfront's eyes swept over Reggie and Tommy again, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger.
"You'd better pray that I'm in a good mood today, otherwise this snowfield will be your grave."
Marge hid behind Stormfront and secretly looked at the older children opposite.
She expected to see eyes full of despair and fear like her own, but on those people's faces, she only saw expressions like looking at fools.
Tommy even blew a bubble gum bubble calmly.
At this moment, John walked out of the villa with a glass of hot milk.
He wore a pure white sweater today, and his short blond hair looked very soft.
When he walked out of the door and saw the chopped Iron Gate and the scorch marks on the ground, he stopped.
Stormfront's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw John.
"You are John, pure blond hair, blue eyes, perfect bloodline."
The arrogance on Stormfront's face softened a little, and he put on a smile that he thought was very friendly.
"Stop hanging out with this crap and come with me. I'll teach you how to be a real god instead of playing some ridiculous family house here."
John ignored Stormfront's solicitation.
He glanced down at the milk in the cup, then raised his head. There was no emotion in Azure's eyes.
He slowly turned his head and looked at Lynn who was leaning on the door frame with a freshly cleaned table knife in his hand.
"Lynn, she broke our door."
John's voice is very calm.
Lynn looked at the mess on the ground, then looked at the arrogant woman standing in the middle of the yard, and sighed softly.