Superman of the American Comics

A few days later, the Royal Hotel in Paris.

Diplomats and representative teams from all over the world arrived at their places of stay.

Outside, there are reporters from major newspapers and melon eaters.

The former carries a long gun and cannon, the flash of the camera keeps pressing, and the sound of "click" is connected.

In an old saying, today is a historic moment.

For the first time, mankind has come into contact with other civilizations and established stable diplomatic relations.

Those blue skinned Atlanteans living underwater.

Like a magnet, it attracts everyone's attention.

As for the previous war?

Due to the rapid end and the removal of coastal cities in the United States, other places have not been affected.

For the British, the French, and people all over the world.

Naturally, we can continue to have harmonious, friendly and equal exchanges when nothing has happened.

Those unpleasant little things should be erased as chalk.

Anyway, it's not yourself who suffers.

"Superman! Take pictures quickly!"

"On behalf of the president! Big news!"

"I've figured out the title!" the war hero arrived in Paris today! "

A black car stopped at the door of the hotel. The reporters saw the tall figure coming down and pressed the shutter hard.

At the same time, there was a warm cheering around, like the appearance of a big Hollywood star.

Suddenly, the atmosphere climbed to the top!

"I almost thought it was James Dean sitting next to me in Hollywood."

Howard glanced at the surging crowd outside and said with emotion.

"Even if you are popular in New York, how can you come to Paris like this? Lieutenant general Carville is a fan - no wonder the president would say so. If he had you so popular, there would be no suspense about the next election."

"It's all the work of Colonel Phillips. I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing to hand over Superman's publicity to him."

Luke simply waved and turned his head.

Who knows, the cheers and applause among the crowd became more fierce.

It's like a tsunami.

Among the excited onlookers in the front row, there was an overly unrestrained young woman.

While calling Superman's name, she boldly lifted her coat to reveal the beautiful scenery.

There was another sound of pressing the shutter.

The reporters' faces turned red, not only because of the strong breasts of young women, but also because of the excitement of getting news materials.

"Shock! Superman of the Lighthouse of freedom has such a story with a naked girl"!

"Ha ha, I remember, you are still the 'liberator of Paris'. I knew that today, I would not have chosen to be a scientist. Einstein could not let women show his chest."

Howard half joked and half joked.

"But he can easily earn a thousand dollars a minute for his speech on the stage. This can find twenty or thirty beautiful girls in the red light district of Paris and let them show their breasts."

Luke shrugged and, surrounded by the driver and bodyguards, walked into the door of the hotel.

There is an interesting episode behind his title of "Paris liberator".

Although the French and Italians are neighbors, they always dislike each other.

Before Luke became a general, he led roaring commandos to help the Allies land in Sicily and capture Rome.

Later, the celebrity of Superman spread that the Italians had a thick skin and directly referred to the "fall of Rome" as "the rescue plan actively cooperated by the Italians".

The French ridicule this and ridicule that Italians can only play this boring word game. If they really want to go to the battlefield, they will do nothing but cook spaghetti and surrender with both hands.

However, later, Superman solved the "warship class" soldiers of the third empire in Paris, ending World War II. Charles de Gaulle followed suit and called him "the liberator of Paris".

And it is said that French Marshal Le Claire, who liberated the city with Superman, almost didn't laugh the Italians next door to death.

This is probably equivalent to a guy with zero bank account balance saying that his assets combined with Bill Gates can exceed more than 90% of the rich people in the United States.

You know, Superman fought the "warship class" soldiers of the third empire in Paris.

Le Claire is still hiding in Normandy with his armored division, waiting for the news uneasily.

It's funny. Basically, the same angle is 800 miles away, throwing a sword at the fire shadow of the early generation, and then everyone bragged that they had fought with qianshouzhu in those years.

In response to this, Italians later made up a lot of humiliating jokes. When they meet acquaintances on the street, they must say a few lively atmosphere.

Many classic insulting jokes are spread from them.

"I think Colonel Phillips's publicity work is in place. He makes you a popular... Culture all over the world."

Howard, as an entourage, said seriously.

"But those stories are so exaggerated that I will be ashamed after listening to them."

Luke shook his head. In order to reap his reputation, he handed over the publicity work to Colonel Phillips, who retired from the second line.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not know where to recruit a group of third rate writers to create with others tirelessly.

Later, what Superman fought 300 Aryan demons alone in Paris.

Broke into Berlin alone and fought with the bearded head of state who incarnated as the Lord of hell for three days and three nights

Stories like this have spread all over North America.

Then form cultural export and spread to Europe.

That's the nickname of the female warlock pile driver.

The battles between Luke and zieglind have become more and more outrageous after the secondary processing of the people.

Although many newspapers have repeatedly refuted rumors and issued announcements to correct this statement.

But people who have the ability to think independently don't believe it at all.

There are also Superman fans who make complaint calls and send complaint letters, believing that this is slander and contempt for war heroes.

How can only three "warship class" reflect the strength of Superman?

So, it must be 300!

Moreover, those "Aryan demons" will not be any tall and burly super soldiers.

It must be four or five meters tall, like a moving hill.

There are horns on the top of the head, and the skin is dark and ferocious.

Opening your mouth can also spit out the flames of hell and swallow the terrible shape of flesh and soul.

"This is the price of fame."

Howard gloated.

"By the way, are you sure to wait until the meeting is over and show me some... Exciting things."

He followed Luke to Paris, naturally not to participate in the peace summit.

"Of course. I never cheat."

Luke nodded and walked into the elevator.

"See you in the afternoon. During this time, you can have some fun. The girls in Paris are very enthusiastic."

The peace summit will be held tomorrow at the palace of Versailles in Evelyn Province, on the southwest outskirts of Paris.

The meeting lasted for three days, and the participants and leading speakers were almost the same as the previous Yalta meeting.

It's just that some small countries that wave flags and shout, show up symbolically, and don't even have the right to vote.

"I'd like to go to the Moulin Rouge and see the dancers dancing with their thighs exposed."

Howard reached out and pressed the 22nd floor. He didn't hide his idea of collecting wind.

"Then I wish you a pleasant experience. Remember, if you meet a beautiful dancer named Satine, please let me know."

Luke smiled and said that Howard would not understand the movie stem.

The elevator door was about to close when one hand grabbed the gap in the middle.

"Sorry, there's someone else to go."

An Asian face appeared in Luke's sight. The man was about thirty, dressed and dressed in good temperament.

"Lieutenant General Carville? I think I'm right."

The Asian man who caught the elevator spoke fluent English.

"Your Excellency must be... Director Zheng Xian."

Luke paused and said with a smile.

In addition to the United States, Britain, the Soviet Union and France, there is also the divine spear Bureau representing the East.

The man standing in front of him is the leader of the contemporary divine spear Bureau.

"Oh, I didn't expect lieutenant general Carville to know my name."

Zheng Xian was a little surprised. The divine spear Bureau has always been low-key. Outsiders only know his surname.

Being able to give his full name proves that the director of the Divine Shield Bureau knows something about himself.

"On the Pacific battlefield, the divine spear bureau sent people to tear neon Superman, which impressed me deeply."

Luke tugged at the corners of his mouth. Compared with the Divine Shield Bureau, which was still in the development stage, the divine spear Bureau was much better.

"That's all small things that don't stand on the table. A while ago, Atlantis made waves along the coast and was almost strung into lobsters by us... Wrong, it was captured!"

Zheng Xian blurted out and exposed the nature of eating goods in China.

"Director Zheng is the only one at this peace summit?"

Luke asked softly with a good attitude.

"Er, there was a casual agent Yan. He was good at using two guns. He was the trump card of the divine spear Bureau. He liked to tell people whether there were bullets in the gun."

Zheng Xian didn't hide his mind either. He said with a smile, "it's just that some changes have happened in the middle of the way. Agent Yan has another task and let me drop the order."

Luke was so excited that he could let the spear Bureau dispatch him?

That must be a big thing!