Superman of the American Comics

Grab the bullet with your bare hands!

Nick Frey, who had not seen much of the world, stared like a bronze bell when he saw this unique skill for the first time.

Although the legend of Superman has been heard many times, it can be compared with the shocking experience witnessed with your own eyes.

"Those Germans are really unlucky."

Thinking of the axis powers facing such enemies on the battlefield of World War II, Frey couldn't help but have a trace of sympathy for them.

Bang bang! Bang bang!

The gunfire rang out again, the black muzzle spewed out fireworks, and the dense metal bullets hit Luke.

Those big and burly bodyguards were also frightened.

However, the inherent human cognition, that is, "how can flesh and blood stop bullets", is still playing a role.

So, out of some kind of stress reaction, the bodyguards pulled the trigger one after another to kill the curly male reporter on the spot - even gaitaro's orders were forgotten.

"Such receptivity and psychological quality are not qualified to be a security guard in a bar. How can you be a vampire and a running dog for dignitaries?"

Luke's eyes flashed and mocked.

Then, his mind moved and the biological force field covered it.

The translucent field with rapid diffusion takes the whole hall as its own territory.

"I'm suffocating!"

"Damn it! Is this reporter a mutant?"

"He's a monster!"

“……”

The sound of panic sounded almost at the first time.

The air seems to solidify, and time seems to slow down.

Those metal bullets fired from the blast hit the invisible wall.

Run out of kinetic energy, quickly fall and fall on the carpet.

"Mutants? Your knowledge is a little poor."

Luke tugged at the corner of his mouth, and the terrible gravity was applied to it.

The ferocious burly bodyguards knelt down one after another. The guns in their hands were like being held by an invisible big hand and twisted into a twist in an instant.

"As vampires, they have a bloodthirsty desire and take the blood in organisms as food. I can still understand that survival is the first priority of organisms."

Luke glanced a cold light at the bottom of his eyes and said in a cold voice, "but as human beings, are you a little unreasonable to treat your own kind with this cruel means?"

Pop!

A snap of a finger.

The bodyguard guarding the door burst open like a watermelon pierced by a bullet.

The muddy liquid mixed with red and white splashed on the carpet with complicated patterns.

"Don't worry, take your time."

Feeling the frightened eyes of the people, Luke took off his glasses and changed from a curly male reporter to his original appearance.

"Superman!"

The bodyguards finally recognized it.

Anyone who has not been divorced from society and has read newspapers and television.

Will not be strange to the youngest lieutenant general Superman in the history of the United States and the legendary hero who ended World War II.

In terms of later Internet terms, Luke is now regarded as a "national Idol" and "top class in the military".

"It seems that my disguise is very useful."

Luke put a satisfied smile on his face and glanced over.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

Snap——

Luke seems to be incarnated as a crazy devil, and the terrible gravity of squeezing the air is applied to those bodyguards, smashing their heads one by one!

On the surface, it's like Superman's ordinary glance, and then the other party explodes.

The headless body hit the ground, and a large stream of blood gurgled out, soaking the thick carpet and dyeing it red.

"Well, do you still like it?"

The air was full of blood. Luke stepped over the dead headless body, pulled out a chair and sat down slowly.

The big men sitting around the long table were full of fear in their eyes.

If they are ordinary murderers, they can also use money and beautiful women to lure, power and status supplemented by coercion.

There is always a chip that can impress each other.

In this world, there are a few madmen who really just want to meet chaos and evil.

But——

Sitting in front of them was an army lieutenant general.

When it comes to power, even the president has to give some face.

Speaking of wealth, Skynet's behind the scenes shareholders are arms tycoon Howard stark and Luke - it's no secret. You can find it if you want to.

In addition, there are hotels and casinos under construction in Las Vegas, which are said to be one of the assets of the Superman lieutenant general.

Wealth was a cheap thing at his fingertips.

Therefore, these high-ranking politicians and rich businessmen in Washington, D.C.

They really don't know what to use to impress Luke, so that the other party can raise their hands and let themselves go.

"General Carville, I am..."

Pop!

A head burst.

A mixture of red and white liquid is sprinkled on the left and right faces.

The feeling of blood and death approaching made them pale, and their inner fear had been magnified to the extreme.

"I know your name, Mr. field of the White House cabinet. Your family is very powerful on the east coast. There have been several members of Congress, known as the" congressman family. "

Luke said faintly to the fallen body.

"But it's impolite for you to speak without permission. I don't like it."

There was a sudden silence in the hall. Even Nick Frey, who was not affected by his actions, subconsciously held his breath, as if he was afraid of becoming the next unlucky person to be shot in the head.

"Your name is... Gaitaro, isn't it?"

When the absolutely quiet cold atmosphere lasted for about half a minute, Luke knocked on the table with his fingers and looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the chief.

The other side has the elegant temperament and pale face of a vampire, two sharp teeth looming out, and a red light in his eyes.

"Yes, yes."

Gaitaro was trembling. He was like a wild cat with fried fur. He was uncontrolled and showed the external characteristics of a vampire.

"Lieutenant general, I know Mr. John Stillman, the chief of staff of the White House."

"If I offend you, I can apologize to you on behalf of the blood Parliament and Mr. Stillman, and make compensation in good faith."

It has to be said that vampires who have lived for a long time do have eyes.

Knowing that he could not get the chips, he moved out the White House chief of staff and the blood family council.

"What is your status in the blood clan Council?"

Luke's face softened and asked kindly.

"Mr. lieutenant general, I am the head of the Washington area. I specialize in... Providing fresh goods to the elders of Parliament and carrying out some public relations activities."

Gaitaro carefully considered his words, and he had a great fear of Luke's sudden appearance.

It's not just the terrible pressure brought by the biological force place, but also the tension that you can't guess what the other party will do next.

"That is, you are responsible for hunting humans, bribing and colluding with another group of... Humans."

Luke glanced at the politician sitting next to him. The other party thought his head was going to blow up. His legs shook with fear and almost lost control on the spot.

"What's your relationship with Stillman?"

Gaitaro's brain turned quickly and his eyes twinkled.

He instinctively wanted to hide something, but when he saw the fallen headless body and the strong smell of blood in the air, he couldn't help obeying his inner will.

"Stillman is our big customer."

Gaitaro said truthfully.

"Customer?"

Luke raised his eyebrows.

"That's right. Because the mages of the New York sanctuary have regulations that vampires can't hunt humans without permission, but the elders of the Council sometimes need some fresh... Food."

Gaitaro hesitated.

"In order to get enough blood supply, we will cooperate with hospitals. Two thirds of the hospital blood banks in New York actually have transactions with the blood family council."

Frey, standing in the back, stared wide. Is there such an operation?

In the past, going to the hospital to donate blood was actually equivalent to feeding vampires?

"Later, in order to enter the upper class society, we developed an addictive drug with blood. It is more powerful than marijuana and is highly praised by the rich."

Gaitaro said cautiously.

"Mr. Stillman was introduced. He soon fell in love with 'blood Poppy' and often used it to gather people for parties."

"Later, a wine club was set up to bring some new friends every week."

Luke's mouth tilted slightly and his fingers on the table stopped.

John Stillman colluded secretly with the blood parliament to take advantage of improper transactions, which was not his focus.

Politicians in the White House, members of Congress and generals in the Pentagon are not clean enough.

Everyone has done power money transaction and benefit transfer.

Politics itself is the dirtiest game in the world. If you can become a senior player or the final winner, you must completely sell your morality and conscience to the devil.

"I want to know who wired Stillman?"

Luke looked at the uneasy gaitaro and asked softly, "how did you get to know the chief of staff of the White House? And how did you turn so many politicians into ghosts?"

"Vampires are expanding three times faster in the Washington area than in previous years."

"In addition to this wine club, there are similar cigar clubs and sailing clubs... You use the name of a high-end club to attract elites."

"Most importantly, you also freely enter and leave the Pentagon in the name of important officials in the White House, and prepared several laboratories to make more 'blood poppies'."

"Tell me, Mr. gaitaro, who is behind all this? Who subdued the blood Parliament and made you his lackeys?"

"On the surface, vampires infiltrated Washington, D.C., but actually secretly took advantage of the cover of politics and began to grow."

"At the same time, you use 'blood Poppy' to win over all forces. Is it a vampire elder who wants to be president?"

Gaitaro's forehead was sweating, and he couldn't answer any of these questions.

The blood clan parliament has indeed undergone some changes recently. It no longer adopts the previous conservative strategy, but takes the initiative.

In particular, we have spared no effort in infiltrating the political and business sectors.

"The mages of the New York sanctuary will not let vampires become the managers of the country."

Luke gradually approached the truth and whispered, "is it not an election, is it to seek re-election? Or - ready to pass a bill?"

"Mr. President, do you have any big moves? Steelman is the chief of staff of the White House. Who he represents should not be guessed."

Hearing this, gaetaro's pupils suddenly contracted, his right hand turned into a blood mist and burst open!

Then, using the abundant power from stimulation, he forcibly got rid of the biological force field enveloping the hall.

The mutilated body, like lightning, directly knocked open the glass window of the hall.

"It's too obvious. It's equivalent to telling me directly that the person behind the scenes is the president."

Luke didn't stop, and hunters sometimes let go of their prey, hoping for a richer harvest.

"Well, that's the end of tonight's performance. Good night, everyone."

He stood up and the pressure exerted by the biological force field suddenly dissipated, which relieved the club members wandering on the death line.

Frey's lips faltered as if to say something.

These high-ranking people, who are accomplices of vampires, should be punished for killing an innocent girl.

But if they are handed over to the court for trial and punished by the law, it may not be of any use.

White House cabinet officials, New York Business capitalists, and members of Congress

Frey scanned the past and found that they were well-dressed and moral figures.

"Oh, yes."

Luke came 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."

Pop!

Lieutenant general Superman snapped his fingers gently.

It's like pushing to the first domino.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa——

Heads are like fireworks in full bloom. After they burst, they spray flirtatious blood.