The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

Under the night, after the special plane from the Federal Immortal Castle landed, after sliding on the ground for a period of time, it steadily stopped in the hangar.

Whoops.

The little padded jacket Catherine took the lead out of the cabin, turned her head towards Lake, who came out behind her, and said, she turned into a little bat, and flew towards the immortal castle.

Lake thoughtfully looked towards and followed him, and Mason, the second son of Alpha Wolves, pointed to Catherine in the night: "If you are impatient, you can..."

The words have not fallen yet.

After a wolf howl, Mason had already turned into a silver Alpha wolf. He stepped directly out of his limbs and quickly moved towards the immortal castle.

Lake was silent.

Young people nowadays.

Are you so impatient to do everything?

Lake returned to his senses and saw that he was leading the immortal guard to greet him. It was Serena, who was still wearing a black leather jacket. The corners of her mouth raised: "My stupid son has harassed you again recently. I will let you kill him. Blame you."

A smile appeared on Serena's cold face: "David is okay, but his temperament is a bit too active. When he really becomes an adult, I believe he will be mature and stable."

"Ah."

Lake laughed, walked out of the hangar, went directly to the little train that was ready to leave, and shook his head: "Really, then why, I don't believe it?"

Serena bowed her head silently, commanding the immortal guard behind her to board the vehicle.

quickly.

The little train started.

Lake leaned on the chair and stared at Serena who got into the car last: "Is that troublesome voodoo disciple done?"

The King of Kings was dragged out of the sewer yesterday, he was beaten violently, he stopped cooking, and was even dragged to the ice store for storage. The video of being ready to be abused has been posted on the Internet.

This is the curtain call for the King of Kings of Africa.

natural……

These black magicians or dark characters who supported him behind the King of Kings have all been beaten to death, crippled and crippled.

When the little padded jacket Catherine received the news from Karen's house and hurriedly returned, the immortal blood had already killed the forces behind the King of Kings.

Except for a dark wizard who can use voodoo.

Serena nodded: "Yes, but when we solved him, he seemed to have sent a text message out. The Red Queen tracked down to the base camp of Voodoo through locating."

Lake raised his eyebrows: "Haiti?"

Serena hummed.

Lake chuckled. Haiti, a poor country where almost two-thirds of the people have no jobs.

This small country may be unknown in the world of ordinary people and has no reputation.

But Haiti is very famous in the dark world.

Because Haiti is the base camp of the dark wizards, that is, the group of using voodoo and sorcery, and their leaders are the same person from the beginning to the present, or in other words, the soul is the same person.

Let me put it this way.

Haiti is under a presidential system, but it is amazing that every president has worked hard before he takes office, and it is the hope of the people.

But after taking office, he will become a dictator.

Without exception.

Even, every president is so familiar, no matter how he behaves or how he speaks.

Lake waved his hand: "Haiti doesn't care about him. The Federation finally found such a biogas digester. Otherwise, the Federation would not be the largest funder in Haiti."

Many people say that Haiti is the back garden of the Federation, but in fact, Haiti is at best a federal biogas digester. The back garden should be a pleasant place like Cuba.

Serena nodded and said nothing.

A voodoo cult whose core skills are all on the resurrection of the dead, what is the use of sending a text message, even if he shakes the entire voodoo cult, it is just going to die.

The train stopped at the foot of the monumental castle.

Lake glanced in the distance, seeming to see him, and then snorted the dodged black shadow, and the corners of his mouth were curved, and he turned to look at Serena: "There are too many men. There is no need to find such a weak chicken. "

Finished.

With a little bit of his feet, Lake headed straight towards the immortal castle on the top of the mountain.

Originally, Lake was thinking about finding a rebellious son to raise him, and hurry up to nurture the third generation, but after thinking about it, Lake felt that he hadn't considered it well.

He did not consider the feelings of the other girl, Selena.

and so……

Lake and Serena have made it clear that you don’t need to force it. If that rebellious son harass you, just kill it. Not only will I not blame you, but I will even reward you.

But now it seems that Serena did not listen.

Forget it.

The love is dripping and dripping. Anyway, there is more than a year left. When that Nizi is 21 years old, he will go out directly without seeing it.

As for the little padded jacket?

As we all know, the adulthood of a female vampire is two hundred years old. The little padded jacket is still very young, and she still needs to stay at home. The outside world is too risky.

In the immortal castle.

Lake hugged Emilia who was standing at the door of the main hall to greet him.

Emilia said: "David is not cowardly, he is just afraid of you, after all, you want to kill him."

Lake sighed: "I don't even have the courage to face Lao Tzu, this is cowardice."

Emilia didn't speak.

My son used to face you directly, but what happened? He interrupted your son's limbs and even killed him once. Anyone who changes will leave a serious psychological shadow.

"Where is the little padded jacket?"

"Lead the guests to rest first."

Emilia helped Lake take off her coat and smiled: "Let's rest too."

Lake: "..."

the next day.

early morning.

Lake stood on the roof of the immortal castle, sipping the first cup of bourbon in the morning, watching the rising sun in the distance.

"Daddy."

"Ok."

The little padded jacket crept over from behind, spit out his own tongue, walked to Lake's side, and glanced at Lake's face: "Daddy, Justin, they are all in the restaurant, and Russell and his wife want to see you, too. Wouldn't you go over and meet up?"

"No need to."

"what?"

"They are not qualified to see me yet."

Lake looked at his little padded jacket: "Let that Justin come here to see me, I will ask a few questions, say hello, and send them away from the immortal castle."

The little padded jacket seemed a little incredulous: "Really?"

Lake nodded: "Your mother doesn't like it. Werewolves are in the house. Naturally, what your mother doesn't like, and I don't like it either."

Werewolves and human wolves are different races.

It is genetically different.

After the werewolf turned into a wolf, it was the kind of furry, exuberant hair that could even be used as a pillow.

The man-wolf is the kind that was once the legend of the night, even if it is transformed, it is walking on two limbs.

The werewolf is the wolf first, and the human wolf is the first man and then the wolf!

The difference is still obvious, but since Emilia said so, let's do it, anyway, it is Lake Edwin who really has a good relationship with the Alpha Wolves, not the Black King.

The little padded jacket responded from the surprise, and then looked at Lake suspiciously: "Daddy, you won't slap Justin to death."

Lake glanced at the little padded jacket, his tone was faint: "If you make me feel that my cabbage is really stolen, the little padded jacket has become someone else's, and slap him to death. This proposal will return to my consideration. On the table."

The little padded jacket was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head quickly, and then ran towards the back stairs: "I will let him come up to see you."

Lake looked at the little padded jacket that was running faster than the wind, and shook his head.

About half an hour later.

He was tall and thin, with short hair, and he did look a little delicate. Wearing a pair of jeans and a short-sleeved shirt with a tie, Justin, who looked a little panicked, was kicked by the little cotton-padded jacket behind him. Arrived on the rooftop.

There was a bang.

Justin stumbled from the stairs to the balcony, almost facing Lake's back, in a five-body posture.

The little padded jacket gave Justin a vicious look, his mouth moved slightly, as if to say, behave better, and then his chin moved slightly to signal Justin to hurry up.

As Daddy's most intimate little padded jacket, Catherine is very aware of her Daddy's likes and dislikes.

The performance of the only man, Lake is the most despised.

This, that stupid brother David can make an excellent proof.

Catherine had also spoken to David several times, but my poor and stupid brother had already been kicked by daddy.

"Ahem!"

On the rooftop, with Catherine's eyebrows beating, the most hopeful of becoming the Russell family, Justin Russell, the successor of the family magician, coughed twice and cleared his throat, and said to Lake, who was back facing him: " Hello, Mr. Black King."

Lake didn't deliberately disarm Justin. After hearing Justin's greetings, he turned around and looked at Justin, who was standing in front of him with a calm but flustered face.

There was a moment of silence.

Lake's Yu Guang glanced at the little padded jacket hiding at the top of the stairs, and looked at Justin: "Your sister is secretly learning a magic that only a family magician can learn. You seem to care about it, why?"

Justin opened his mouth~www.readwn.com~ Lake said in a light tone, motioned to the seat over there, and walked over: "You only have one chance, think about it, because it relates to whether you can get out of here alive. So, think about it and say it."

Justin's heart banged directly.

Even if Lake didn't release the murderous aura he had accumulated in his life, just the murderous aura unconsciously brought out in this simple sentence directly frightened Justin.

no way.

The sixth sense of extraordinary knowledge is more or less sensitive than ordinary people.

For ordinary people, this sentence may not feel much.

But for extraordinary people like Justin, there is only one thought in his mind.

This is true.

If one answers badly, it is really difficult for him to get out of this staircase.

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