Grab the bullet with your bare hands!
Nick-Fury, who had never seen much of the world, saw this unique skill for the first time, and his eyes were as big as bells.
Although I have heard the legendary story about Superman many times, nothing compares to the shocking experience of seeing it with my own eyes.
"Those Germans are really unlucky."
Thinking of World War II and Axis Powers facing such enemies on the battlefield, Fury couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for them.
Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!
The gunfire rang out again, fireworks erupted from the black hole of the gun, and a dense rain of metal bullets hit Luke.
Those burly bodyguards were also frightened.
But the inherent human understanding of "how can flesh and blood stop a bullet" is still at play.
So, out of some kind of stress reaction, the bodyguards pulled the triggers one after another, wanting to kill the curly male reporter on the spot - even Gettarlo's orders were forgotten.
"With such receptive ability and psychological quality, he is not qualified to work as a security guard in a bar. How can he be Vampires? How can he be a lackey for the powerful?"
Luke's eyes flashed and he sneered.
Then, his thoughts moved slightly, and Bio-Force Field covered it.
The rapidly spreading translucent field takes the entire hall as its own territory.
"I'm suffocating!"
"Damn! Is this reporter Mutants?"
"He's a monster!"
"..."
Panic sounds sounded almost immediately.
The air seemed to freeze, and time seemed to slow down.
The metal bullets shot out hit the invisible wall.
The kinetic energy was exhausted, and it fell quickly, landing on the carpet.
"Mutants? Your knowledge is a bit poor."
Luke The corners of his mouth twitched, and a terrifying gravity was exerted on him.
The fierce and burly bodyguards knelt down one after another, and the guns in their hands were twisted into twists as if being held by invisible hands.
"As Vampires, they have Bloodlust's desire to regard the blood in living creatures as food. I can understand it to some extent - survival is the first priority of living creatures."
Luke flashed a cold light in his eyes and said coldly, "But as human beings, isn't it a bit unjustifiable for you to treat your own kind in such a cruel way?"
Snap!
A the Snap.
The head of the bodyguard guarding the door exploded like a watermelon pierced by a bullet.
The turbid liquid mixed with red and white splashed out and splashed on the carpet with complicated patterns.
"No need to rush, take your time."
Feeling the horrified looks in everyone's eyes, Luke took off his glasses and changed from a curly-haired male reporter to his original appearance.
"Superman!"
The bodyguards finally recognized him.
Anyone who is not out of touch with society and has read newspapers and TV.
No one is unfamiliar with United States, the youngest Superman Lieutenant General in history and the legendary hero who ended World War II.
To use later Internet terms, the current Luke can be regarded as a "national idol" and a "top figure in the military world."
"It seems that my disguise is very useful."
Luke put a satisfied smile on his face, and then glanced over.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Snap——
Luke seemed to have transformed into a head-shooting maniac. The terrifying gravity of squeezing the air was exerted on the bodyguards, blasting their heads to pieces one by one!
On the surface, it looks like Superman glanced at it indifferently, and then the other party exploded.
The headless body hit the ground, and large streams of blood flowed out, soaking the thick carpet and dyeing it red.
"How's it going? Do you still like it?"
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Luke stepped over the headless corpse that fell to the ground, pulled out a chair, and sat down slowly.
The big shots sitting around the long table had fear in their eyes.
If they are ordinary murderers, they can also use money and beautiful women to induce them, and their power and status can be supplemented by coercion.
There is always a bargaining chip to impress the other party.
In this world, there are only a few lunatics who really only want to welcome chaos and sin.
But——
Sitting in front of them was Lieutenant General.
When it comes to power, even the president has to give a bit of a thumbs-down.
Speaking of wealth, the holdings behind SkyNet Corporation are arms tycoons Howard-Stark, and Luke - this is not a secret, as long as you are willing, you can find out.
In addition, there are hotels and casinos being built by Las Vegas, which are said to be one of the assets of Superman Lieutenant General.
To him, wealth is a cheap thing that is readily available.
Therefore, these politicians and wealthy businessmen who hold high positions can make Washington D.C. change.
They really don't know how to impress Luke, so that the other party will show their favor and let them go.
"General Cahill, I am..."
Snap!
A head exploded.
A mixture of red and white liquid was sprinkled on the left and right faces.
The smell of blood and the feeling of approaching death made their faces pale, and the fear in their hearts had been magnified to the extreme.
"I know your name, White House Cabinet Mr. Sffield. Your family is very powerful in East Coast. It has produced several members of Congress and is known as "Senator Family"."
Luke said in a calm tone to the fallen body.
"But you speak without permission. This is very impolite and I don't like it very much."
The hall fell into dead silence for an instant. Even Nick-Fury, whose movements were not affected, subconsciously held his breath, as if he was afraid that he would become the next unlucky guy to be shot in the head.
"Your name is...Gettarlo, right?"
After the cold atmosphere of absolute silence lasted for about half a minute, Luke tapped the table with his fingers and looked at the middle-aged man sitting at the head table.
The other party has Vampires's own elegant temperament and pale face. Two sharp teeth are vaguely exposed, and there is a red light in his eyes.
"Yes, yes."
Gettarlo is trembling, he is like a hairy Wildcat, showing the external characteristics of Vampires uncontrollably.
"Mr. Lieutenant General, I know Mr. White House Chief of Staff, John-Stillman."
"If I have offended you in any way, I can apologize to you on behalf of Blood Clan Council and Mr. Stillman, and provide you with sufficient sincerity to compensate you."
I have to say that Vampires, who has lived a long time, is indeed very eye-catching.
Knowing that he couldn't bring out the chips, he moved out the White House Chief of Staff and Blood Clan Council.
"What is your identity at Blood Clan Council?"
Luke's expression softened and he asked kindly.
"Mr. Lieutenant General, I am the person in charge of the Washington area. I specialize in... providing fresh goods to the elders of the council and conducting some public relations activities."
Gettarlo carefully considered his words. He was extremely afraid of the sudden appearance of Luke.
Not only because of the terrifying pressure brought by Bio-Force Field, but also the tension of not being able to guess what the other party will do next.
"That is, you are responsible for hunting humans, as well as bribing and colluding with another group of... humans."
Luke glanced at the politician sitting next to him. He thought his head was going to explode. His legs were shaking with fear and he almost lost control on the spot.
"What is your relationship with Stillman?"
Gettarlo's brain was spinning rapidly and his eyes were flashing.
He instinctively wanted to hide something, but when he saw the fallen headless corpse and the strong smell of blood in the air, he couldn't help but follow his inner will.
"Stillman is our big customer."
Gettarlo said it truthfully.
"Customer?"
Luke raised his eyebrows.
"That's right. Because New York Sanctum's mage has regulations, Vampires is not allowed to hunt humans privately, but the elders of the council, sometimes they need some fresh... food."
Gettarlo said hesitantly.
"In order to obtain sufficient supply of blood, we will cooperate with hospitals. Two-thirds of New York's hospital blood banks actually have transactions with Blood Clan Council."
Fury, who was standing behind, stared wide-eyed. Is there such an operation?
Does this mean that going to the hospital to donate blood was actually equivalent to feeding Vampires?
"Later, in order to enter the upper class, we used blood to develop an addictive medicine. It was more potent than marijuana and was very popular among the rich."
Gettarlo said cautiously.
"Mr. Stillman was introduced here. He quickly became obsessed with the 'blood poppy' and often used it to gather people for parties."
"Later, a wine club was set up and several new friends would be brought over every week."
Luke The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his fingers tapping on the table stopped.
John-Stillman secretly colluded with Blood Clan Council to take advantage of unfair transactions. This was not his focus.
Among the politicians in White House, the members of Congress, and the generals in the Pentagon, no one has a clean enough foundation.
Everyone has done power-for-money transactions and benefit transfers.
Politics itself is the dirtiest game in the world. To become a senior player or the final winner, you must completely sell your morality and conscience to the devil.
"I want to know who hooked up Stillman?"
Luke looked at the uneasy Gettarlo and asked softly, "How did you get to know White House Chief of Staff? And how did you turn so many politicians into the Ghoul Clan?"
"Vampires's expansion speed in the Washington area is three times that of previous years."
"In addition to this wine club, there are also similar cigar clubs and sailing clubs... You use the name of a high-end club to attract elites."
"Most importantly, you also used the name of White House's important personnel to freely enter and exit the Pentagon, and prepared several laboratories to create more 'blood poppies'."
"Tell me, Mr. Gettarlo, who is behind all this? Who conquered Blood Clan Council and made you his lackeys?"
"Vampires infiltrated Washington D.C. on the surface, but actually secretly used the cover of the political circles to start growing."
"At the same time, you are using the 'blood poppy' to win over all parties. Is it a certain Vampires elder who wants to be the president?"
Gettarlo's forehead was dripping with sweat, and he couldn't answer any of these questions.
Blood Clan Council has indeed undergone some changes recently. It no longer adopts the previous conservative strategy, but takes the initiative.
Especially in penetrating the political and business circles, it can be said that no effort has been spared.
"New York Sanctum's mage will not let Vampires become the manager of the country."
Luke gradually got closer to the truth and said softly, "If it's not a campaign, then it's seeking re-election? Or - preparing to pass a certain bill?"
"Is there any big move by the President? Stillman is White House Chief of Staff. There should be no need to guess who he represents."
Hearing this, Gettarlo's pupils shrank suddenly, and his right hand turned into a cloud of blood mist, which exploded with a bang!
Then, using the stimulated power, he forcibly got rid of Bio-Force Field that enveloped the hall.
The mutilated body was like lightning, directly smashing through the stained glass window of the hall.
"It was so obvious that it was like telling me directly that the person behind this was the president."
Luke There is no obstacle, and hunters sometimes let go of their prey, hoping for a richer harvest.
"Well, tonight's show ends here. Good night to you all."
He stood up, and the pressure exerted by Bio-Force Field suddenly dissipated, which made the club members lingering on the verge of death breathe a sigh of relief.
Fury pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something.
These powerful people, who are accomplices of Vampires, killed an innocent girl and deserve to be punished.
But if they are handed over to the court for trial and legal sanctions, it may not be of much use.
White House Cabinet officials, New York capitalists in the business community, and members of Congress...
Fury glanced over and found that all of them were well-dressed and morally important people.
"Oh, right."
Luke walked to the door and suddenly turned around.
"I just asked God. He said he didn't want to forgive you bastards and asked me to send you to Mephisto."
Snap!
Superman Lieutenant General gently hit the Snap.
It's like pushing the first Domino domino.
Pah, pah, pah, pah—
The heads are like fireworks in full bloom. After they explode, they spurt out coquettish blood flowers.
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