I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 927 The Friend I Know Online For Four Years Is Actually An Angel

Several giants took out their mobile phones, searched and consulted the "Book of Asmodeus", and finally understood what Harry was discussing with them.

"Bullshit!"

Diana, an "expert in classical history and cultural relics appreciation", first shouted with an unacceptable expression: "This is a fabrication, a deception, and a blasphemy of history!"

Well, when she took off her uniform, she was an expert in archeology and antique appreciation.

"Archangel Asmodeus was promoted to Lord of the City of Silver, do you know?" Harry asked.

Baiteman said: "I didn't know at first, but on the day you dropped Doom Day on the Apocalypse, there was also a bull angel descending on the Quinn Manor. I asked Zatanna about it."

"I didn't expect that there would be a rebellion in the City of Silver. I always thought that all angels are pure and beautiful, without a trace of mortal desires." Barry Allen said in a complicated tone.

"Hey, Barry, you're right, it's really shocking that such rebellions as Zaurie appeared in the City of Silver, and it also humiliates me, the King of Heaven Mountain.

But you can't lose faith and awe of heaven, there is Maharaja Asmodeus in heaven.

We must firmly believe that under the wise leadership of the Maharaja, all turmoil will eventually subside and all disgrace will be washed away. "Harry said seriously.

"Are you serious?" Several Zhenglian bosses looked at her in disbelief.

"This kind of pointing at a deer as a horse, turning black and white, and having no conscience, I have only seen it in history books." Wonder Woman complained.

Baiteman frowned and said, "I remember that Zaule is your old friend."

Harley didn't explain much, and just said flatly: "This is a mission, you can get Heaven's Merits, and the daily attendance fee for ordinary heroes starts at 2 Heaven's Merits.

As powerful as you and other Super League giants, at least 30 appearance fees, plus performance commissions.

For example, Diana, if you have a guaranteed income of 50, it will only be more and not less.

And get the minimum salary first, then start working officially, Tiantangshan Financial Management will guarantee the property for this task, you don't have to worry about "workers asking for wages" happening to you. "

The complexion of the seven giants changed slightly, and they looked at each other—what does the bad things in heaven have to do with them?Still meritorious service is more real.

"Then what are you waiting for, let us go to work immediately!" They said in unison.

Harry still looked calm, and seemed not surprised at all, nodded and walked out.

"Hey, Harley, you said that ordinary heroes also have an income of 2 merit points? It means that you are also beckoning ordinary heroes." Green Arrow pulled him, and promoted himself: "I am a veteran of Zhenglian, much better than ordinary heroes , count me in."

Harley hesitated for a moment, then said, "That's fine, 10 merit points for the appearance fee, and I'll be responsible for the security around the perimeter, okay?"

"Only alert?" Green Arrow frowned, slightly dissatisfied: "Trust me, I can do more."

"Then..." Harry thought for a while, and said, "The appearance fee of 15 meritorious deeds, the little boss who is in charge of guarding the periphery?"

Green Arrow's cheek muscles twitched a few times, and said: "My Green Arrow team also applied to join, my sister Red Arrow, assistant Kuaishou, partner Black Canary, and partner Atom, good friends Plastic Man, Black Thunderbolt—"

Harry raised his hand to stop him, and said with a hand on his forehead, "See if this works. I'll treat the perimeter security as a project and pack it up for you. It's 2 people, and the number of people is within 200. You can recruit as many heroes or even criminals as you like." , but in the end I have to return 30% of the kickback to me.”

"You still want to take kickbacks?" Billionaire Oliver was stunned.

The Zhenglian boss next to him was also dumbfounded.

"What's so strange about this? I recruited you and you must be responsible to me, but I also have a boss. After all, I hired you for the purpose of 'a miracle'." Harry sighed.

City of Silver, the eight-legged palace of the sky.

Harry smiled and said to Asmodeus: "I want to tell the majesty, I have recruited a total of 250 heroes, and 30 super criminals who have a relationship with me, 100% obey me, and will never turn back temporarily.

Have them maintain order and ensure that no super criminals, heretics, evil mages, or aliens with ulterior motives can threaten you.

Just the price."

Asmodeu glanced at her lightly, "The price is not expensive, you did a good job."

Although he doesn't think anyone on earth can threaten him, and he doesn't think that the "Majesty" who holds the authority in the outer court of the City of Silver needs the protection of mortals, but tens of millions of heavenly meritorious deeds can buy all human elites, so that they not only do not object It's worth it for me to act as a pawn, waving the flag and shouting for myself and making a big splash.

When the people on earth see that all the powerful heroes are "Qian Cheng" bowing down to Lord Asmodeus, will they still doubt and hesitate?

This is equivalent to saying that tens of millions of meritorious deeds in heaven have bought the entire believer in the world, which is really worth it.

Even if he knew through the voice of the sky that Harley was pocketing his own money in an upright manner, he didn't care.

Compared with that little effort, he got more.

Moreover, what if she is given tens of billions of heavenly merits now?

If she has the opportunity to be greedy, is it worth her life?

The cunning rabbit dies, the running dog cooks.

He didn't forget who he was dealing with.

Witch Harley, whoever believes in her completely is a SB!

So before the death of the cunning rabbit makes her vigilant, he will cook the lackey first!
Asmodeus really wanted to see her shocked, horrified, and unbelievable little expression, hehehehe
Looking at Hari who seemed humble and secretly proud in front of him, the Maharaja sneered in his heart.

Zaule fled to Earth's first day.

San Francisco has just been visited by a heavy rain.

The sky was gray and there was still a light rain falling.

Shannon walked out of the supermarket with three large paper bags full.

This is a 25-year-old urban female white-collar worker, with short black hair that reaches the ears, wearing black-rimmed glasses with high myopia, and wearing a slightly loose dark green lady's suit and skirt.

Appearance and shape look rough and clumsy.

She comes from a family of farmers in the middle of the United States. She has been working in this city for three years after graduating from college.

There are three paper bags in the arms full of food, there are baguettes, cat food, a large carton of milk, light beer, potatoes, beef and fruit.

She hugged them like a senior high school student hugging all her tutoring materials.

Obviously, this is a single dog.

As long as she has a boyfriend or has a spare tire, she doesn't have to do this kind of work herself.

Suddenly, the slippery floor sprained her foot, and the one-and-a-half-inch (about 5 centimeters) high heel of her right foot snapped off.

She was caught off guard, staggered a few steps, hit the wall and leaned against her body, so as not to fall completely.

But the high-heeled shoes also came off the soles of the feet, and the right foot in the flesh-colored stockings stepped directly into the sewage.

"Oops, my feet—" she groaned and bent over to rub her stinging ankle, but the three paper bags in her arms didn't allow it.

He lowered his head and searched around, found the shoes and put them on, then continued to walk forward in a crooked way.

"Dididi——" When she was about to get home, a Volvo galloped from the opposite side, and in front of it, the road next to her, was puddled with water.

"Oh my God!" Shannon wanted to jump and run away, but it was too late.

"Prickly—" The water spray, more than one meter high, splashed firmly on her body.

"OK" she closed her eyes and said to herself, "Take a deep breath and count down from ten, 10, 9, 8"

After taking ten deep breaths in a row, she opened her eyes again, the frustration and annoyance in her eyes were swept away, and the pupils were bright and full of vitality again.

"I hope tomorrow will be sunny and there will be no more water on the road; I hope I can get a promotion and raise my salary this year, and I can buy a second-hand car." She murmured a few words to the dark cloudy sky and continued walking.

"God bless you, lady, and may the Lord grant you a bright future." When passing by the alley, an old homeless man with an old wide-brimmed hat and a ripped jacket tremblingly came over and stretched out his hand to her, "May the one you cherish forever accompany you."

Shannon knew what he wanted, and without hesitation, he brought the paper bag of bread close to his fair and slender neck, clamping it between his jaws.

In this way, she managed to free half of her hand, groped into the upper pocket of the lady's suit, took out a green bill of ten dollars, leaned over and handed it to the homeless man, and said with a gentle smile: "Although it's summer, But this rain is really cold, take a glass of warm milk."

"Thank you, you are such a kind lady, the angel will always be by your side and resolve all your suffering and setbacks." The old homeless man bowed.

Shannon wanted to laugh a little. The old man was obviously a devout Christian, and he never left the "Lord" with his words.

But she really has a netizen named 'Eagle Angel Archangel'.

She has always wondered why a dull, innocent and silent person took such a stylish name.

Back at the apartment, with the paper bag still in hand, seven or eight cats meowed and ran to Shannon's legs, rubbing their fluffy heads against her calf.

"Cuties, are you hungry? Wait a minute." She smiled and bent down to put down the bag, took out the cat food tray, filled half of it with milk and half of it was cat food.

When she shivered, she realized that her clothes were almost soaked.

She hurried to the bathroom and took off her wet and cold coat.

"Bang bang bang" Just as she was changing herself into a clean little vest, someone knocked on the door of the apartment.

"Who is it?" Shannon quickly dressed, ran to the door again, opened the door and saw an old man with yellow skin, "ah, Mr. Chen—"

"We've known each other for a few years, so we're acquaintances. Let's call me Hank." The old man said, looking into the room with his head.

"Hank, isn't today the day to pay the rent?" Shannon looked at his landlord doubtfully.

The old landlord said slowly: "You have too many stray cats in your house, which affects the surrounding tenants.

Miss Ruth on the second floor complained to me today that your cat ran into her house from the balcony and scared her a lot.Well, Miss Ruth has cat allergies. "

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I—" Shannon said apologetically, "What should I do? No one wants these cats, and they won't take them to animal rescue centers."

"Shannon, you are a kind and good girl, but my apartment building is full of tenants, so it is really not suitable for too many cats. Well, you can raise three, and the rest should be sent away within a week. When you go out , and remember to close the windows and doors, so as not to let them go out and disturb others." The old landlord sighed, took his leave and left.

Shannon returned to the small living room of less than 10 square meters and sat on the sofa in a daze.

"Bang bang bang" I don't know how long it has passed, and the door is knocked again.

"Hank, I see, I will build a cat house at the entrance of the alley."

Shannon subconsciously thought that the old landlord was back.

Because she has no friends in the apartment, and the few friends in San Francisco who have never been here.

"Shannon, it's me, I'm Zauriel."

A slightly nervous young man's voice came from outside the door.

"Zaulie?" Now Shannon knew that he had made an oolong, got up and opened the door, and a bright golden light rushed towards his face, like a golden sun rising in front of his eyes.

"Ah—" She covered her eyes and fell back to the ground.

"Sorry, I forgot that you are different from Harley, you are just a mortal, and you cannot look directly at the real body of an archangel."

Zaulie at the door quickly lowered his own frequency, lowering the five-dimensional divine body to the level of the four-dimensional material world.

In Shannon's eyes, on the two-meter-high door frame stood a ten-meter-high god who looked like a giant and radiated sacred golden light all over his body.

Now the figure of the giant "shrinks" rapidly, shrinking to the height of a normal person, and the dazzling holy light on his body also disappears.

Finally, a black angel with a pair of white wings behind her appeared in front of her.

In fact, Zaule's figure has not changed, at least in the three dimensions of "length, width and height" in the material world, and only the "length" of the fifth dimension has changed.

The ten-meter giant is both an illusion and reality.

The body size is less than ten meters, but the true strength level is poor, and the sense of oppression brought by it makes Shannon feel small, and Zaule is as tall as a giant.

"I'm the Archangel Eagle, Shannon, I didn't lie to you." Zauri looked at her tenderly and said.

"I buy it, my netizen is actually an angel?!"

(End of this chapter)