Superman of the American Comics

Too powerful enemy, let the conqueror Kang decide to be careful and grow steadily.

So he found Mr. omen and the black queen.

If they face Superman directly and become thugs, the other party will not be happy.

But the conqueror Kang ruled so many timelines that he was already comfortable with how to attack the plot characters.

He knew Mr. evil omen and the black queen, both of whom were making apocalyptic ideas.

One wants to be a 25-year-old, stab in the back and plunder the power of the latter.

The other wants to absorb a strong soul and complete the God climbing ceremony.

It can be said that each has its own ghosts and wants.

Coincidentally, the conqueror Kang and the Apocalypse also had a grudge that had to be said.

The latter was once his younger brother, but overthrew his rule.

It was Kang the conqueror's first encounter with a wall, and the game of ruling the world ended ahead of schedule.

In this way, three people have the same enemy and the same interests.

It's natural to form an alliance at once.

The next question for conquistador Kang is how to persuade Mr. omen and the black queen to join his anti Superman alliance and play the role of a thug.

"Mr. Essex, I know you have a lot of research on mutants and cloning."

Kang, the conqueror, turned his eyes against the president's face and said, "as far as I know, Dr. Bolivar Trask of the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. has carried out one fifth of the mapping of the mutant gene map."

"At this time, Superman not only has an increasingly perfect gene bank, but also gathers many mutants - your compatriots are being domesticated and become captive lambs."

The diamond gem on Mr. omen's forehead glittered with a strange red light.

He was not namo who owed his IQ. He could hear what the conqueror Kang said.

"What a mutant looks like has nothing to do with me."

Mr. omen shook his head and didn't seem to want to get involved in the muddy water.

He is a mutant gene activated by apocalypse and has no sense of belonging to the race.

In previous experiments, I dissected the bodies of several mutants by myself.

"But Mr. Essex, your research needs the genes of mutants. For you, those are the basis for your strength."

The conqueror Kang knew Mr. omen very well. His biological cloning technology has always been at the forefront of the times.

Collecting mutants and cloning mutants has always been his job.

The other party's purpose is also very simple. Use the collected mutant human genes to turn themselves into a stronger individual than the apocalypse, or create a stronger individual than the apocalypse.

"Lord conqueror, what on earth do you want to say?"

Mr. omen closed his lips. He knew that the president standing in front of him was actually a time and space smuggler from the future.

When Kang the conqueror met for the first time, he told his origin and showed convincing evidence.

This is why Mr. omen and the black queen agreed to cooperate.

"The Apocalypse is just fish on the chopping board. He is temporarily asleep and has no ability to resist."

Kang, the conqueror, showed a confident smile and a ready-made look.

"If you want to deal with him, I can help. But before that, we must solve the big problem of Superman."

The black queen's long legs stopped shaking. She leaned on the sofa, emitting deadly attraction all the time.

"The conqueror wants us to deal with Superman? It's different from what I said before. When you came to the door, you didn't propose to deal with the most powerful man in the world."

Serene's eyes lit up when he heard Superman's name.

She said frankly before that she was deeply interested in the young lieutenant general.

Once thought of seducing each other and asking Superman to help her practice.

"Put away your spring heart that can't be placed, Selene. The woman who died at the hands of Superman is not without."

Mr. evil omen glanced at his ally and said coldly, "if he sees your appearance, he is less likely to bow down under his skirt, and it is more likely to punch you into meat sauce."

"Don't overestimate your charm. Men's inner desire for women can be satisfied not only by biological mating impulse, but also by torture, whipping, humiliation and other ways."

"Destroying good things can also give people pleasure."

The black queen disdained to smile and showed the old driver's side, "if that Superman has this hobby, I can definitely satisfy him."

"Sadism, masochism and the art of binding rope are just pediatrics."

Like the use of props or other techniques, they appeared as early as the 17th century.

The British, in particular, have a strong desire for whipping.

At that time, in order to attract the business of big people, brothels often launched professional services - prostitutes in riding boots and low breasted long skirts waved horsewhip to beat guests.

According to the statistics of unknown institutions, the number of people who spend money on abuse far exceeds that of abusers.

Most of them are men with successful careers and decent clothes.

They even advertise in newspapers for "hostess".

Many social salons have to learn first-hand skills to win the appreciation of men.

The British love whipping, but the Germans like binding and heavy taste props.

The French are relatively normal. They are keen on making mistakes in front of their husband or being Tauren.

Anyway, in Europe at that time, the scale of play was very large.

Moreover, only the upper class can play like this, and the civilians can only express their envy by saying "the upper class society is really too obscene".

The black queen lived so long, experienced the Republican era of Rome, witnessed the imperial era, and then witnessed the division between the East and the West until her decline.

I have seen any public bathing place and the grand scene of ten thousand people having fun.

What Mr. evil omen said was just a trifle.

"Well, guys, are you off the subject?"

Kang, a conqueror who was not very interested in women, said that some could not integrate into the topic.

"Lord conqueror, we can't fight against the most terrible opponent in the world for a small profit."

Mr. omen opened the door to the mountain road.

The meaning is very clear. It's no problem if you want him to be a thug, but you have to pay more.

"Yes, Lord conqueror. There are too many strong men who have encountered Waterloo at the hands of Superman."

At this time, the black queen was on the same line as Mr. omen.

Like their tit for tat just now, it never happened.

"The Apocalypse is not enough as a chip?"

Asked Kang, the conqueror, frowning.

He began to realize that the two allies he was looking for seemed a little too greedy.

"Mr. Essex is an alpha mutant, proficient in a variety of abilities. Ms. Selene is good at black magic and can absorb life."

Kang, the conqueror holding his chest in both hands, glanced out of the dark window and said, "with my high-tech weapons, it is highly possible to solve Superman."

Mr. evil omen looked at the black queen and shook his head.

Superman's name is too loud and his achievements are too amazing.

Rush up, it's different from sending heads.

"If you are the conqueror, you are willing to use your space-time shuttle machine as a trading chip..."

After a moment of silence, Mr. omen asked.

Rule a timeline, a complete world.

This is a great temptation for anyone.

"It seems that Mr. Essex doesn't want to talk about it."

Conqueror Kang's face became cold. He said directly, "Superman is 150 kilometers away and will soon reach the White House."

"There's not much time left for you to consider. Either form an alliance with me. When it's done, I'll hand over the mutant gene bank of the Divine Shield bureau to Essex and find a suitable soul for Ms. Selene to help you complete the God landing ceremony."

"Either choose to watch and miss this opportunity."

"But even if I fail, Superman can't destroy me at once."

"It's different to deal with you. There is no foundation and space for cooperation between the two young generals who are too strong."

"Without my help, it's not so easy to find a chance to deal with Superman."

Conqueror Kang said quickly and urgently. He didn't expect Superman to be so impulsive and kill directly to the White House.

Even if we have some conclusive evidence, we should try to test each other for several rounds. After a fierce game, can we take action?

"Essex, you stay and fight Superman. I'll..."

The black queen made a quick decision and chose to run.

Pull a magic ring and cut the space.

The shining spark just came out and went out in an instant.

"I have used phase space to block out the possibility of escaping using teleportation magic."

The conqueror Kang shrugged. He wanted to negotiate seriously. First, he didn't guess that Superman would kill him directly. Second, he didn't expect that his allies had so much appetite.

Instead of continuing to play hide and seek a new identity, it's better to tie Mr. evil omen and the black queen to the chariot.

"You plan on me!"

The black emperor, with evil spirit behind him, threw a fireball out.

Zizizi!

The current is ringing.

Kang, the conqueror facing the president, disappeared like an illusory projection.

"Ms. Selene, are you sure you want to choose infighting rather than joining hands?"

Like a blink, Kang the conqueror appeared in another part of the room.

After a failure, the black queen knows the other party's pseudo true projection.

According to the careful character of the conqueror, he will not easily expose his true body.

"I hope you can keep your promise."

The black queen stopped and said coldly.

It is the best choice to get rid of superfluous feelings, think rationally and cooperate with conqueror Kang.

Superman won't give her what she wants. If she can't complete the God climbing ceremony, it's meaningless to keep it as it is.

The black queen has lived for a long time. Becoming a God is her only obsession.

"Here he is."

The diamond jewel on Mr. omen's forehead glittered.

His voice fell to the ground. Outside the White House, a figure was like a supersonic aircraft, tearing air waves, breaking through the sound barrier, and falling straight on the green lawn.