I, the native, do as I please

Chapter 329 Meteorite Strikes (Two in One)

New Jersey.

A pickup truck staggered into the motel, puff, a puff of exhaust sprayed out, and suddenly black smoke filled the air.

The car door opened, and a tall black man jumped out of the car, covering his nose with a handkerchief.

"Frankie, can't you get a decent car?"

"Damn it, I'm almost smoked to death by you."

The Negro stepped aside, took out a wet note, wiped it here and there.

In the pickup, the shorter driver got out of the car.

"Stop complaining and know where we are now."

"We're still wanted, man."

"It's just that the group of seven hasn't troubled us recently. Speaking of which, I have to be thankful that they finally no longer provide free hero activities."

He glanced at the black man who was wiping his face: "Damn it, when did you become so clean?"

"No matter how clean you are, you can't make your big black face whiter."

The black glared: "Shut up, Frenchie."

"I just have obsessive-compulsive disorder, not cleanliness."

"okay."

A nearby window opened, and an elderly female face looked at the two of them.

"You are going to keep arguing outside and attract the attention of the police."

"Let's get out and talk about business."

The Frenchman and the Negro looked at each other, then closed their mouths.

Moments later, they saw a woman.

Although she is old and the years have left vicissitudes on her face, judging from the skin and bone outline, she must have been a beauty when she was young.

"Good evening, Mrs. Mallory."

"Hello ma'am, long time no see."

Negroes and French greet each other in their own way.

"Yes."

"I thought I would never see you again in this life."

"Breast milk, Frankie."

Mallory looked around: "Unfortunately, Butcher is gone."

"Otherwise at this time."

"never mind."

Mallory took out a bottle of wine and poured three glasses: "Drink whatever you want. Considering my current situation, I'm sorry, but I can't offer you better wine."

The black man and French smiled and raised their wine glasses.

Frankie thought for a while and said, "Respect Butcher."

Mallory nodded, "To Butcher."

Three wine glasses clink together.

After drinking.

Frankie said, "Ma'am, we are wanted now, so I'm afraid we won't be able to help you much."

"We've been hiding in the ground like rats for the past few months."

"I can barely remember what it's like to be in the sun."

Mallory said: "My situation is not much better than yours. Fortunately, the people of the motherland seem to have temporarily forgotten me."

"From this point of view, I think it's time to act."

The black man put down his glass: "Ma'am, do you think we still have a chance against the people of our country?"

Frankie lowered his voice and said, "I have some news that I don't know if it's true or not."

"It is said that the Federation has launched an operation against the people of the motherland, but failed."

Mallory said solemnly, "It's true."

"My friend in the Security Service recently broke the news."

"The Federation launched an operation in the Pacific against the people of the homeland. They even used nuclear weapons."

"Unfortunately, the people of the motherland are still alive and well."

"And the Commonwealth has killed some people, such as former Secretary of Defense Wilson, and, superhero 'Storm'."

The face of the black breast milk changed: "Storm?"

"Is that woman dead too?"

"Didn't she take refuge in the motherland?"

On that day, he witnessed with his own eyes that the storm betrayed Butcher the Butcher and ended his life with his own hands.

Mallory poured himself another glass of wine: "I was also approached by 'Storm', but I convinced her."

"I told her that there was a weapon that could kill the people of the homeland, but unfortunately, she didn't seem to have the patience to wait."

"And the impatient result is that she ruined her own life."

Breast milk and Frankie couldn't help being moved: "A weapon that can kill the people of the motherland?"

"Is this true, ma'am?"

Mallory took a sip of the wine in his glass: "It's possible."

"Specifically, we have to find a person first, or determine his situation before we can continue to discuss the possibility."

The two men asked in unison, "Who?"

Mallory stopped and looked at the black man. "Soldier boy."

"Who?"

Black people seem to be stimulated by something.

Stand up abruptly.

"Do not."

"I shouldn't be here, I shouldn't be here."

He turned to leave.

Mallory stood up and said quickly, "Soldier boys are as strong as the natives, but one thing happened back then."

"He may have been killed."

"If that weapon can kill a soldier boy, it can kill a man of the homeland!"

Breast milk turned around and said, "I don't care how he died."

"nonsense."

Mallory looked at him and said, "Don't think I don't know, you've been investigating soldier boys."

"Think about it, for your father, you shouldn't escape."

The Negro wiped his face and said, "My father died curled up on the table."

"Being obsessed with a dead man while ignoring his two living children."

"I almost did that to my daughter."

"Yes, that's right."

"I used to look into Soldier Boy, but it's over."

"All I want to do now is to be with my daughter and watch her grow up and get married."

Mallory raised his eyebrows: "Then you should investigate the soldier boy even more."

"If the people of the motherland don't die, do you think you can get rid of the wanted and meet your precious daughter?"

"No, you should know, it's impossible."

"Put away your innocence."

"The people of the motherland are a serious problem for us. As long as he lives well, we will live like mice in a dark place."

Breast milk could not help but fell silent.

Frankie stood up and advised, "I think Ma'am is right."

"Maybe we should look up Soldier Boy."

The black man sighed and sat down: "So, where should we start our investigation?"

Mallory said: "Soldier Boy is the first superhuman that Frederick created after joining the Union."

"After the end of the Second World War, the newly established Walter Company, with the soldier boy as the captain, set up a superpower squad called 'Blood Debt and Blood Repayment'."

"They specialize in wiping the federation's ass and doing some dirty work."

"But like the people of the homeland today, Soldier Boy's strength was too strong, and then he gradually lost control."

"So the Water Company took advantage of a secret mission to instruct other members of that squad to get rid of the soldier boy."

Frankie frowned: "But if the soldier boy is as powerful as the people of the motherland, even if other superheroes unite, they will not be his opponents."

"Yes."

The black also said: "If it is said that Walter Company gave the team members a special weapon and used it to kill the soldier boy."

"Then why not use it to kill the people of the homeland?"

"unless."

Mallory went on in his stead: "Unless, that weapon is not in the hands of the Walter Company."

"But exactly what that weapon is and who controls it, I'm afraid only the members of 'Blood Debt' will know."

"Therefore, I need you to investigate the members of that squad."

Frank said: "Who is still alive among the members of that team?"

"The Scarlet Countess."

Mallory counted, "Gunpowder, and others."

"Let's split up, you go to investigate the Scarlet Earl and Gunpowder."

"I'm going abroad."

"I had a lot of experience with this team back then, and I heard different versions about the final result of the soldier boy."

The two men cast questioning glances at her.

Mallory said: "I heard that the team did not kill the soldier boy in the end. The soldier boy was taken away by the Soviet Union at that time."

"The two of you are wanted now, so it's probably not easy to leave the country."

"So this matter, I can only investigate it myself."

As she spoke, she took something out of her pocket and put it on the table.

Frankie and the two of them saw a few bottles of green medicine.

"Ma'am, is this?"

Mallory said: "Temporary No. 5, the castrated version of No. 5 chemical. After use, you can temporarily gain superpowers."

"As for whether to use it, it's up to you."

"Anyway, I have some with me."

Breastmilk said in surprise, "Where did you get these things?"

Mallory said with a smile: "I know a lot of people, and there are always some channels."

"Okay, let's do it, boys."

Frankie and the black exchanged glances, each of them took three bottles of 'Temporary No. 5' and put them in their pockets, then left the room.

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In the old manor, Azu and Angelina are having a big battle.

After the night of the battle, although Angelina was no longer an ordinary human being, she also fell into a drowsy sleep.

Azu was full of energy and didn't feel sleepy at all.

He lay on the bed, checking his condition.

[Name: John (Motherlander)]

[Life Level: Level 6 (Legendary)]

【Status: Normal】

[Talent: Thermonuclear Ray (0/5000)

Deep space flight +1 (42/300)

First cosmic speed +1 (297/300)

Absolute Domain +1 (0/8000)

Divine power +4 (349/1000)

Overdrive Regeneration +1 (268/300)

The Eye of True Sight (162/200)]

After experiencing a trip to Marvel, Azu's various talents have grown compared to when he set off.

Especially 'Heat Ray', after using the 'Awakening Stone' to break through the bottleneck, it has grown into 'Thermonuclear Ray'.

[Thermonuclear ray: On the basis of retaining all the characteristics of 'thermal ray+5', you can make the ray produce a thermonuclear reaction, and you can apply the energy released instantly to a limited range, and you can also let it explode and spread freely . 】

To put it simply, after the awakening of the 'heat ray', Azu's every attack now can trigger an explosion power like a hydrogen bomb.

The important thing is that he can use this power within a limited range.

In this way, the power of the attack is naturally greater than that of a hydrogen bomb explosion.

Plus, he raised the 'Absolute Domain' by a notch.

In the case of retaining the original characteristics, the 'Absolute Domain' has a larger scope of action, and it is now big enough to cover New York, if Azu wanted it.

In addition, the previously added 'magic resistance' effect has also transformed into 'magic rebound'.

When Azu is attacked by magic, the 'absolute domain' has a certain rebound magic.

But even with the two awakening-level talents of 'thermonuclear ray' and 'absolute domain', Azu's life level still stays at level 6.

"Sure enough, I want to go one step further. Becoming a 'God' is not something that can be achieved by simply increasing your talent level."

He has already demonstrated this conclusion before, but now he is not so disappointed.

At this moment, a message flashed in front of Azu's eyes.

[Warning: There are still 72 hour and 03 minutes before the disaster event. 】

"Disaster event?"

Azu was slightly disappointed: "I thought it was the application for the ultimate mission."

"However, this disaster incident was actually notified three days in advance."

"It doesn't seem like a small problem."

"You can look forward to it."

The time came to nine o'clock in the morning.

FAA.

"Did you watch last night's game? The Giants were absolutely amazing."

"No, the final kill was so beautiful that I was dumbfounded."

It was working time, but the few people who had just arrived at work did not get into work immediately.

As always, they'll get together for a cup of coffee and chat about what happened last night before heading off to work.

But at this moment, an alarm sounded in a computer.

A black man noticed, put on his glasses and walked over to the computer.

After looking at it for a while, he said, "Come and take a look."

Several staff members leaned over to his computer.

"What's the matter, Gene, what do you want us to see?"

"It can't be a cool photo of your ex-girlfriend."

"Wait, what is this?"

"Meteorite?"

"This volume is too large, it is equivalent to a Nevada."

Gradually, the expressions of these staff members became less relaxed, and they all showed serious expressions.

"Quick, calculate its trajectory."

clap clap.

There was a sound of typing on the keyboard.

After a while, there was an exclamation.

"My God, it's coming towards Earth."

"However, according to the trajectory estimated by the computer, it will hit the moon."

"It's not happy to hit the moon. It's too big. Maybe the moon will have an impact."

"It will arrive in 72 hours, hurry up, notify the Ministry of Defense."

The riot spread from this small department, and eventually the entire space agency boiled.

White House.

While walking quickly to the office, he listened to the secretary's report.

"Is that what the space agency said?"

"A meteorite the size of Nevada is heading for Earth?"

"It's still 72 hours away?"

"Yes, sir."

"That's what the space agency said."

"In their simulation, the meteorite will hit the moon, but there is no guarantee that the moon will not be affected."

The secretary responded quickly.

"This is really bad."

(End of this chapter)