Superman

The Black Queen has lived for a long time, and becoming a god is her only obsession.

"he came."

The diamond-shaped gemstone on Mr. Omen's forehead shone with light.

When his words landed, outside the White House, a figure was like a supersonic aircraft, tearing apart the air waves, breaking through the sound barrier, and landing straight on the emerald green lawn.

Chapter 2? The White House has fallen, come to the rescue

Boom!

Luke hit the lawn like a cannonball, making a loud noise.

The air wave overflowed like a powerful hurricane.

Roll up the smoke and blow the cloak.

This astonishing movement immediately attracted attention.

The White House's siren was sounded, and a high-pitched beep echoed through the building.

Immediately afterwards, the brigade arrived in full force!

A group of five, field agents with firearms.

There are also heavily armed guards scattered around the White House.

They found the target at the fastest speed and formed an encirclement.

"Lieutenant General Carville!"

The lead security chief recognized the intruder.

There was doubt in his eyes, as if he didn't understand what this superman was going to do in the White House in the dark.

Out of professional habits, he kept a safe distance.

At the same time, one hand was behind his back, making tactical moves.

Behind the bushes and under the shade of trees, the muzzles of black holes were aimed at Superman standing on the lawn.

It's just that no one dared to pull the trigger, or thought about it.

They are more subconsciously maintaining vigilance to prevent accidents.

"Mr. Lieutenant General, what is the reason for your visit to the White House late at night?"

Although Superman's rash intrusion was against the rules, the security chief remained respectful.

If you want to see the president, you should make an appointment in advance, arrange the itinerary and the time of the meeting.

But Luke's status is detached, and the rules of the Pentagon and the White House have no effect on him.

"I want to see His Excellency the President."

Luke scans the White House with his supervision, and it's odd that Kang the Conqueror isn't there.

When he was flying at high speed just now, he destroyed more than 20 drones in a row. Those intelligent fleets are obviously beyond the current era.

One look at the future technology from Kang the Conqueror.

Maybe half of Washington is covered in his eyeliner.

"at this time"

The security director said in embarrassment.

His job is to protect the president, as well as the safety of the White House.

It stands to reason that an intruder like Luke who broke into the White House without permission should be killed directly.

but

"A bullet can't hurt Superman."

The security director felt bitter.

Even if he issued an order to open fire, it is estimated that he would not be able to break through the opponent's defense.

He knew that the superman standing in front of him would have a terrible record of fighting tank main guns and destroying the bomber fleet alone.

There's nothing he can do to stop Superman from doing anything tonight unless the National Guard is called in.

"Your name is Jonathan, right?"

Luke found that his super vision was blocked, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of smoke, making it difficult to see clearly.

I think Kang the Conqueror is fully prepared!

He did not choose to escape!

To face it head on!

"very good."

Luke applauded silently.

He expressed appreciation for this initiative to send the head.

"Yes, Mr. Lieutenant General."

The security chief nodded.

He was a little surprised.

It seemed unexpected that Luke could call his own name.

Although Superman often visits the White House on weekdays.

But the ones he came into contact with were all important cabinet members and military leaders.

A small character like Jonathan can't get into the other party's sight at all.

"Do you think I'm a terrorist trying to assassinate the President?"

Luke asked in a deep voice.

"No! How could I think so!"

Jonathan shook his head repeatedly.

He did have this terrible thought in his head, but every time it surfaced, he would immediately snuff it out.

"Then make way."

Luke said softly.

"Lieutenant General"

Jonathan was under a lot of pressure.

His legs trembled, and he couldn't help but want to do what the other person said.

"Sorry, I don't have time to waste time here."

Luke's eyes were narrowed, and the crimson beam was like a laser, cutting the Oval Office where the president usually stays in half from bottom to top.

Rumble!

The air was like an explosion, making a piercing sound.

"Lieutenant General Carville! What are you doing?"

Jonathan drew his gun hastily. As the security director of the White House, he couldn't just sit back and watch the other party sabotage unscrupulously.

The only sliver of courage left in his heart supported him to pull the trigger, and the standard three bursts hit Superman in the chest.

Not surprisingly, the warhead seemed to hit a copper wall and an iron wall.

Those two obvious pectoralis major muscles didn't even tremble a bit.

The strong kinetic energy carried by it can't even break the battle suit, let alone the skin.

"Director Jonathan, you misunderstood."

Lu Ke raised his hand and took the pistol away, crushing it into scrap iron.

"According to the secret information obtained by S.H.I.E.L.D., the president was hijacked by dangerous people, and I am here to rescue him"

The superman lieutenant general opened his eyes and made up nonsense, exerted force on his feet, and sprinted forward.

boom!

A gust of wind blew across the emerald green lawn, and a large crater exploded on the ground.

Security director Jonathan wanted to say more, but was knocked to the ground by the violent airflow.

"This, this is too scary!"

He looked at the recently refurbished white building, and it collapsed as if he had encountered a demolition team.

The superman will forcibly push out a pedestrian passage, and the steel and concrete are like paper in front of him.

"Director Jonathan, what should we do?"

Those field agents and members of the guard surrounded them.

They were a little overwhelmed, and no one present could stop Superman.

"I do not know either."

Jonathan shrugged.

Superman said he was trying to rescue the president.

Believe it or not, there is no benefit in stopping at this point.

"Talk to the Pentagon and apply for a jump to the National Guard!"

Jonathan was silent for a while before making a decision.

"I don't believe that Conqueror Kang's high technology can hide from my perception!"

Luke went on a rampage, and in an instant, he went from the lawn outside the White House to the Oval Office that was cut in half.

The desk with a lot of history, presented by the Queen of England, was crooked to the side.

"Lieutenant General Carville, you are trampling the Constitution under your feet by breaking into the White House so blatantly!"

A deep voice sounded suddenly, Luke turned his head away, and his feverish eyes swept across, cutting the bookshelf leaning against the corner of the wall.

The scorching heat ignited piles of books, forming waves of spreading fire.

"projection?"

Luke caught a glimpse of the illusory figure with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"The great king who claims to have ruled countless worlds, the conqueror who traveled through time and space to create various myths, how is he like a shrinking turtle!"

He sneered harshly while amplifying his perception.

"Now is not the time to meet. To be honest, I still haven't figured out where you are from."

The projected portrait spoke.

"I have inquired about nearly 200 years of history, 340 and [-] timelines, and Superman does not exist!"

"You don't have any performance of mastering advanced technology, so you won't come from a future later than my era!"

Luke stared at the projection, turning a blind eye to the flames that sprang up next to him.

"I came here from the kingdom of light in the M78 nebula, specifically to save the people of the earth."

Lieutenant General Superman talked nonsense.

Chapter 2 and five?

"Nebula M78, Kingdom of Light?"

Conqueror Kang's projection, thinking about it for a few seconds.

"That's a Messier object, a reflection nebula in the constellation Hu, 1600 light-years from Earth, but you don't look like an alien either."

"Although your body seems to have an invisible barrier that prevents me from scanning it with a machine."