People in Marvel: My wife is the White Queen

Li Feng didn't stay any longer, he already knew that the guy who escaped from his hands three times and twice was hiding there.

Professor X, at the behest of Li Feng, left the radiant with Laura, the key figure.

Li Feng, on the other hand, quickly returned to the capital.

As usual in life, the capital is still a peaceful scene of people coming and going, as if nothing had happened.

This is not surprising, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s measures to hide secrets are the top existence in the world, and the destruction of mutants will definitely not affect here.

Li Feng's terrifying spiritual power always covered the entire capital, and he soon discovered that something was not quite right.

He sneered, and instead walked towards a well-known place.

Rice country, White House.

Heavily guarded.

Even the guards patrolling the gate are specially trained eighth-level agents.

They stopped Li Feng, who was standing at the door and wanted to go inside.

"What are you doing?" a guard saluted Li Feng, stretched out his hand, and said, "You don't look like you're from the United States, take out your passport and take a look?"

Li Feng ignored him, just glanced at him lightly, and still walked forward.

"Stop!" the guard scolded, blocking in front of Li Feng and said,

"If you want to visit the White House, you must have a government approval warrant, otherwise I will arrest you and jail you in accordance with the laws of the United States!"

"Get out. Li Feng just spit out a word.

"Catch him for me!" the guard commanded, his face darkening, to a few of his men.

"Yes!"

The guards responded one after another, took out handcuffs directly from their bodies, and surrounded Li Feng.

Li Feng put his hands in his pockets, looking at these guys, but his eyes moved-

Wow!

Sou!!

All the guards who approached him turned into a puddle of ashes in an instant, and scattered in the wind.

On the street outside the White House, all the tourists passing by screamed in horror when they saw this scene.

At the same time, the guards in the entire White House were in chaos.

Among them, a black general named James Roddell, was frowning tightly and giving orders.

He was the commander who was in charge of protecting the president's security, so when he saw that this was happening at the door, he immediately sent the order back to headquarters.

"Warning! Warning! The White House is under attack by an unknown enemy! The president's life is threatened! The military is requested to send support quickly! Repeat..."

Tens of seconds later, the White House went into a state of first-level alert.

......

Li Feng snorted coldly when he heard the alarm sound in his ears and the helicopter that was roaring overhead and surrounding him.

He raised his palm, aimed it above him, and pinched it lightly with five fingers.

Bang!

In an instant, all the helicopters exploded, crushed into a piece of scrap metal, and together with the pilot inside, turned into sparks.

"Oh my God, it's a monster..."

James Rodier watched this scene and was so frightened that the walkie-talkie in his hand fell to the ground.

Soon, he came to his senses, gritted his teeth, and yelled at his subordinates, "Quick, take the president away, and then gather the tank army to come over, and launch S.H.I.E.L.D.'s high-tech armor-piercing missiles, the target - that guy at the door!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the subordinate next to him took out a satellite phone from his body and dialed it to the general of the military region.

At such a critical juncture involving the life and death of the president, if you do not obey the orders of your superiors, you will have to go to court-martial.

......

The perimeter of the White House.

Li Feng had already crossed the security door at the door.

The chaos in the White House, and the orders of the black general, were almost clearly seen by his powerful sense.

He scoffed, his heart full of disdain.

A year later, these guys in the White House still don't know what kind of strength they have.

Should they be called stupid, or should they be stupid?

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The small positioning missile made by Wudao Vibranium, with a devastating aura, descended on Li Feng's head!

Drip, drip, drip!

The missile exploded with a bang, bringing up thick black smoke that enveloped almost the entire White House!

However, it did not affect the White House!

Because on the surface of the White House, a translucent blue light curtain emerged, resisting all damage!

This is also Wakanda's technology, which can be called the most perfect defense.

James Rodier stood in the window of the White House, squinting in the direction of the explosion of a small missile.

The grass and streets were in ruins, and the surrounding buildings had been blown to the ground.

Wouldn't this level of attack still blow you up?

James Roddell smiled reassuringly.

Because, he didn't see the figure of the guy in the smoke that gradually dissipated.

Or, it was his body that was blown away.

Either that, or it was burned into a puddle of ashes by thousands of degrees of heat.

Either way, it's an outcome that James would be more than happy to see.

To dare to openly provoke the White House is to provoke the entire people of the United States.

You are a mere human being, and you dare to oppose a country,

That's not wishful thinking, what is it?

Death is your only fate.

James smiled, thinking that after this incident, the president would definitely promote his position and bonuses.

In that way, he will have a huge amount of money to squander, and what a wonderful life it is.

Thinking of this, he picked up the walkie-talkie that fell on the ground, put it in front of his mouth, and said with joy: "Report to the president for me, this crisis has been resolved, the enemy has been annihilated, the losses are minimal, and you can rest assured that you can hold a meeting!"

However, before he could finish speaking, a powerful palm slapped on his shoulder, causing him to tremble, as if he had been poured cold water, and the coldness swept over his body, and he turned around mechanically.

"You... You...... You..."

When he saw the figure behind him, his whole face instantly turned purple and blue, full of incredulity.

"What did you just say?" Li Feng, who was dressed in casual clothes, was standing behind him unscathed, and asked indifferently, "I didn't hear clearly, say it again." "

"You... How did you...... Live...... Did you survive...?" James Roddell looked like he had seen a ghost, and he couldn't speak, "That's... That's S.H.I.E.L.D.'s high-tech..."

"Aren't they just a few missiles made of vibranium?"

Li Feng sneered and said, "Even if you throw a few hundred more at me, it won't necessarily cause me the slightest damage, idiot." "

"This can't be!" James Roddell shook his head in disbelief, "The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. once said that no human being can resist this power!"