Lynn sighed and threw the knife in his hand on the table next to him.
"Why do you always have trouble getting through my front door?"
Lynn looked at the charcoal on the ground, his tone full of helplessness.
He raised his eyelids, glanced at Stormfront standing in the snow, and then turned his attention to John.
"Don't make it too dirty, and don't scare the little guys behind her. Just break her legs and throw them out. Let Edgar clean up the rest of the mess."
John nodded seriously.
He turned around and placed the still-steaming glass of milk steadily on the wooden steps of the corridor.
He placed it very carefully, making sure that the cup did not tilt at all and not even a drop of milk spilled.
After completing these chores full of life, he slowly turned around and faced Stormfront standing in the center of the yard.
Stormfront looked at the blond boy walking towards him, the smile on his face became even thicker, and even revealed an almost fanatical joy.
From her perspective, this creature with a perfect bloodline obviously understood her call and was ready to abandon these weak garbage.
"Look, this is a good boy who knows the current affairs."
Stormfront opened his arms like a god welcoming believers, "Edgar That idiot doesn't know how to tap your potential, just follow me..."
Before she could finish her words, her voice stopped suddenly.
Because John has disappeared where it was.
There were no deafening sonic booms, no fancy light and shadow effects, and not even much snow on the ground was rolled up.
Just pure speed and physical strength completely broke through the limit of dynamic vision that Stormfront is proud of in an instant.
Stormfront Before she even had time to put away the arrogant smile on her face, she felt a cold and indestructible hand strangling her neck like an iron vice.
Immediately afterwards, an irresistible and terrifying force came down like a landslide.
Boom!
Stormfront's body was hit hard on the snow-covered frozen soil.
The huge impact directly smashed a deep pit with a diameter of two meters on the ground, and a mixture of cold snow and black soil rose into the sky, like a mud rain.
Stormfront felt that all his internal organs were displaced by this impact, and his brain buzzed and fell into a brief blank.
Her super defense, which had been reinforced by First-Generation Compound V and could withstand even armor-piercing bullets, was like a paper toy in the face of this boy's violence.
Her strong survival instinct made her fight back instantly.
Stormfront let out a roar, and violently gathered Purple Plasma Lightning's hands with both hands, and slammed John's chest from almost zero distance.
The dazzling purple thunder struck John's pure white turtleneck sweater, making a scalp-numbing crackling sound.
However, John didn't even frown.
Those tens of thousands of volts, which are enough to burn ordinary people into cokes in an instant and electrocute the children in Basement to death, hit him like a breeze blowing across the water, not even a golden hair was singed.
John squatted on the edge of the pit, holding Stormfront's neck with one hand and pressing her firmly into the muddy water. There was no fluctuation in Azure's eyes, as if she was looking at a stone.
"You broke our front door."
John's voice was not loud, but in Stormfront's ears it was like the whisper of death.
"You also scolded my family. If Lynn hadn't said not to get too dirty, I would have used Heat Vision to burn your head to ashes from the inside."
Marge and the other New Vanguard Camp children standing not far away were all dumbfounded at this moment.
In the dark training room on the 40th floor underground, this female instructor who released lightning casually, electric shock and slaughtered them as if they were animals, and who was as invincible as a demon, was now being pressed into the mud like a dead dog by a big boy wearing a white sweater and being rubbed with one hand.
There is no way to fight back.
Stormfront Those lightning bolts that we are proud of are not even sparks in front of this blond boy.
The invisible boy whose body had been translucent and flashing was so shocked that his brain completely shut down and he couldn't even maintain his invisibility. He stood naked in the snow.
At the door of the villa, Reggie crossed his arms and sneered.
"Did this old woman stay in a dark corner like Basement for a long time and her brain shrunk? She came to Long Island to run wild. She doesn't even know the rules here."
Buddy also strolled over and sat down on the steps next to the cup of hot milk.
"I've told you before that Vought International is a asylum for the insane, but to be honest, John's temper is much better now. If it had been half a year ago, this woman's ashes would have been floating in the sky above Pacific Ocean."
In the deep pit, Stormfront struggled desperately.
Her face turned purple from suffocation, and the veins on her neck popped out.
She grabbed John's wrist with both hands and tried to pry the fingers apart.
But those seemingly long and white fingers are more unshakable than the hardest alloy in the world.
Despair and fear, emotions that she had often inflicted on others for a hundred years but had never experienced herself, completely overwhelmed her so clearly for the first time.
She finally realized that Edgar's warning yesterday was not an exaggeration.
In front of this boy, her proud divine ancestry was a joke.
John looked at her eyes that were gradually turning white due to lack of oxygen, and remembered Lynn's instructions just now.
Just break both legs and throw them out.
John let go of the hand holding her neck. The moment Stormfront opened his mouth wide and greedily took in the first breath of cold air mixed with the smell of earth, John stood up and raised his right foot.
Without any unnecessary movement, he took Stormfront's right knee and stepped heavily on it.
The crisp sound of cracking bones was extremely clear in the quiet snow.