Superman

Luke shrugged helplessly. If he could come half an hour earlier, he might be able to save the innocent girl.

It's a pity that when he appeared outside the gate of the club, the other party's fresh body had already turned cold.

"The so-called wine tasting is to learn from vampires and do such despicable deeds that lose humanity?"

The appearance of Luke made the hall suddenly quiet.

Those people stared at the intruding curly-haired man with strange eyes.

"who are you?"

The middle-aged man sitting at the head asked as usual.

The wine club's gatherings are quite secretive, and it is impossible for outsiders to get past the bodyguards and appear here.

"My name is Clark Kent, and I am the number one reporter of the Daily Bugle, a fighter for justice who is ready to expose your ugly face!"

Luke opened his mouth and came, making the group of Hugs sitting in a circle, as well as Nick Fury behind him, stunned for a while.

"Another idiot who can't see the situation clearly."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, rang the bell on the table, and called the bodyguard downstairs.

He thought it was a government agent, or an undercover investigator or something.

What big waves can a small reporter turn up?

The middle-aged man was too lazy to do it himself, so he called the bodyguard over to deal with it.

Looking at Luke standing at the door, and Nick Fury following behind, he said: "Put this reporter in the trunk, seeing how young he is, he can be a red wine to be tasted tomorrow."

"As for the nigger, throw it in a bucket, pour some cement on it, and throw it in the river."

The middle-aged man grinned, vaguely seeing two sharp teeth.

"All vampires engage in racial discrimination? You have no future in this way, because it is not politically correct."

Luke didn't expect vampires in North America to be so picky, they didn't like black people at all, and they didn't even want to suck blood.

The middle-aged man ignored the little reporter's nagging, and a group of bodyguards walked up the stairs aggressively.

The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Luke and Nick Fury, and the bodyguard guarding the door said in panic: "Sorry, Mr. Gaetaro!"

"He said he knew Mr. John Stillman and had his membership card, so I let him in!"

The middle-aged man named Gaetaro gave the other party a cold look, and pretended to be generous: "People always make mistakes, it's nothing, but you must know how to make up for your mistakes."

"These two people interrupted the wine tasting session, hurt everyone's interest, and made this high-end red wine miss the most suitable tasting time."

"So, get rid of that nigger and send the other one to the freezer."

The bodyguard nodded repeatedly and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Because it is equipped with a silencer, the bullets ejected from the muzzle did not make a sound like popping beans.

In the next second, there was no death scene where Nick Fury fell to the ground.

"very good."

Luke calmly spread his palm, and the shriveled bullet fell down.

"You now constitute attacks on S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, shooting innocent people, and wanting to harm a Lieutenant General, attempting to illegally detain his liberty, and posing a great threat to his life."

"So next, it's time for me to act in self-defense."

Chapter 199? God Doesn't Want to Forgive You

Grab bullets with your bare hands!

Nick Fury, who had never seen the world much, saw this unique skill for the first time, and his eyes were as big as copper bells.

Although I have heard the legendary stories about Superman many times, nothing compares to the shocking experience of witnessing it with my own eyes.

"The Germans are unlucky."

Thinking of the Axis powers facing such an enemy on the battlefield of World War II, Fury couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic towards them.

Bang bang bang!Bang bang bang!

The gunshot rang out again, fireworks spewed out from the muzzle of the black hole, and a dense rain of metal bullets hit Luke.

Those big and thick bodyguards were also frightened.

However, the inherent cognition of human beings, that is, "how can a flesh and blood body stop a bullet" is still in play.

So, out of some kind of stress reaction, the bodyguards pulled the trigger one after another, trying to kill the curly-haired male reporter on the spot, even forgetting Gaetaro's order.

"With such an ability to accept, such a psychological quality, even going to a bar as a security guard is not enough, how can you be a vampire, how can you be a running dog for the rich and powerful?"

Luke's eyes flickered, and he sneered.

Afterwards, his thoughts moved slightly, and the biological force field covered him.

The rapidly spreading translucent field takes the entire hall as its own territory.

"I'm about to suffocate!"

"Damn it! Is this reporter a mutant?"

"He's a monster!"

""

The sound of panic sounded almost immediately.

The air seemed to freeze, and time seemed to slow down.

The metal bullets that shot out hit the invisible wall.

The kinetic energy was exhausted, and he fell quickly and landed on the carpet.

"Mutants? Your cognition is a bit poor."

The corner of Luke's mouth twitched, and the terrifying gravity was applied.

The fierce and burly bodyguards knelt down one after another, and the guns in their hands twisted into twists in an instant as if being held by invisible hands.

"As vampires, they have bloodthirsty desires and treat the blood in living things as food. I can still understand that survival is the first priority of living things."

A cold light flashed across Luke's eyes, and he said coldly: "But as human beings, isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to use such cruel methods to treat your own kind?"

Snapped!

A snap of fingers.

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

The turbid liquid mixed with red and white splashed out and splashed on the intricately patterned carpet.

"Don't worry, take your time."

Sensing the horrified eyes of everyone, Luke took off his glasses and changed from a curly-haired reporter to his original appearance.

"Superman!"

The bodyguards finally recognized it.

Anyone who is not out of touch with society and has read newspapers and TV.

No one will be unfamiliar with the youngest superman lieutenant general in the history of the United States, the legendary hero who ended World War II.

To use the Internet language of later generations, the current Luke can be regarded as a "national idol" and "top class in the military".

"It seems that my disguise is very useful."

A satisfied smile formed on Luke's face, and he glanced over.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Snapped

Luke seemed to be a headshot maniac, the terrifying gravity of squeezing the air was exerted on those bodyguards, smashing their heads one by one!

On the surface, it looks like Superman takes a bland glance and then blows up.

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

"How is it, do you still like it?"

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, Luke stepped over the headless corpse lying on the ground, pulled out a chair, and sat down slowly.

The big men sitting around the long table had fear in their eyes.

If it was an ordinary murderer, they could still use money and beautiful women to lure them, and they could use their power and status to intimidate them.

There is always a bargaining chip that can impress the other party.

In this world, lunatics who really only want to welcome chaos and evil are a minority after all.

but

Sitting in front of them was a lieutenant general.

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

Speaking of wealth, it's no secret that Skynet's behind-the-scenes holdings are arms tycoon Howard Stark and Luke, as long as you are interested, you can find out.

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.

For him, wealth is a cheap thing that is readily available.

Therefore, these politicians and wealthy businessmen who are in high positions and can change the situation in Washington, DC.

They really didn't know what to use to impress Luke, so that the other party would raise their hand and let themselves go.

"General Carville, I am"

Snapped!

A head burst open.

A mixture of red and white liquid was sprinkled on the left and right sides of the face.

The smell of blood and the feeling of approaching death made their faces pale, and the fear in their hearts had been magnified to the extreme.

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

Luke spoke lightly, and said to the fallen corpse.

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

The hall fell into dead silence for a moment, and even Nick Fury, who was not affected by his actions, subconsciously held his breath, as if he was afraid that he would become the next unlucky ghost to be headshot.

"Your name is Gaetaro, right?"

After waiting for about half a minute in the absolutely quiet and cold atmosphere, Luke tapped the table with his fingers and looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the chief seat.

The other party has the elegant temperament and pale face of a vampire, two sharp teeth are faintly exposed, and there is a red light in his eyes.

"Yes, it is."

Gaetaro was trembling, he was like a wild cat with fried hair, showing the external characteristics of a vampire uncontrollably.

"Mr. Lieutenant General, I know the Chief of Staff of the White House, Mr. John Stillman."

"If something offends you, on behalf of the Council of Blood, I can apologize to you on behalf of Mr. Stillman, as well as compensation with sufficient sincerity."

It has to be said that vampires who lived a long time are indeed very winking.

Knowing that he couldn't get a bargaining chip, he moved out the White House chief of staff and the blood council.

"What is your status in the blood council?"

Luke's expression softened, and he asked kindly.

"Mr. Lieutenant General, I am the person in charge of the Washington area, and I specialize in providing fresh goods to the elders of the parliament, as well as conducting some public relations activities."

Gaetaro carefully considered his words, and he was extremely afraid of Luke who suddenly appeared.

Not only because of the terrifying pressure brought by the biological force field, but also because of the tension of being completely unable to guess what the other party will do next.

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

Luke glanced at the politician sitting next to him, who thought his head was going to blow up, his legs trembled in fright, and he almost lost control on the spot.

"What's your relationship with Stillman?"