Beautiful Man

During the three years that Jason was in exile, in line with the principle of acting low-key, his comrades have never done anything unusual.

As time goes by, the clown organization's influence becomes weaker and weaker.

The mainstream newspapers are full of satirical articles, and even ordinary people on the Internet dare to adapt Jason's deeds to ridicule.

These words are like needles sticking into the hearts of the comrades.

But even so, they can only endure.

All the changes originated from three days ago, when the super powers of all the party members were upgraded to level 8.

This shows that Jason did not die in the alien, not only that, but also became stronger.

This signal seems to be a booster, allowing the comrades to regain their confidence.

It just so happens that the World Council chose to hold a meeting on the clown organization today.

The comrades will naturally not let go of this good opportunity.

…………

Eight armed helicopters fired more than a dozen missiles in a row.

With long tail inflammation, the missile hit the waist of the building.

Boom!

Shocking noises!

The explosion lit up bursts of fire, the fragmented walls turned into rubble and fell, and the building lit up with thick black smoke.

On the top of the building opposite, the clowns organized several comrades who looked at everything in front of them.

"Awesome! This scene has not been seen for many years."

"Yes. Three years ago, this was a common sight everywhere."

"After we hide, the world is very boring. The news media can only report on gossip gossip all day long."

"Hehe, it's all right now. They don't have to worry about the news."

"This scene reminds me of the global sensation at the beginning of the century."

"You said that, I am a bit impressed. But that person is dead, and we will officially return."

"Yes! After today we will become everyone's nightmare again."

"Those who have fallen into trouble, none of them can let go!"

"It's a must! The anger received in the past three years will be returned to them a hundred and a thousand times."

"The statement of war has been handed out, and then it's the opponent's turn to move."

"Yes, there is no sense of accomplishment in dealing with these ordinary people."

"Do it, it's time to go back!"

"Yeah!" Franklin nodded as he stood on the edge of the rooftop.

Then, with a strong grip on his right hand, the eight helicopter gunships immediately increased their horsepower and slammed into the building.

The already crumbling building was hit by a helicopter, and eventually collapsed and turned into rubble.

The earth trembled violently, and the whole city was covered by smoke and dust.

The comrades finished all this and drifted away.

…………

Half an hour later, hundreds of rescue teams came from all directions.

They dispatched machines to clear the ruins, then carried out the corpses one by one, and finally did an identity test to confirm the death toll.

Although they knew it was impossible, all those involved in the rescue had the illusion of a miracle.

But fantasy is fantasy after all...

Eight hours later, the rescue work was all over.

On the wide road, corpses covered with white cloth were lined up.

The rescue team stood in it, depressed and heavy.

The 3,000 soldiers and policemen responsible for the security work all died!

The 172 photographers and reporters who were in charge of the interview all sacrificed!

The 835 United Nations personnel responsible for the daily work of the building were all sacrificed!

Government representatives, assistants, translators, security guards from various countries who participated in this conference... a total of 1,236 people and 1,235 people died!

The only survivor is Wakanda Prince Techara, who fortunately escaped the disaster because he went out for a walk early.

…………

Techara was sitting on the ruined stone, and the white cloth in front of him covered his father's body.

The black suit was missing, the white shirt was torn, and his strong body was marked with scars, which were injured when he cleared the rocks just now.

He just came to a meeting, but his father died unfortunately.

For Techara, in his early thirties, this is tantamount to a catastrophe, and he couldn't believe it was true until now.

"Prince Techara!"

Hearing someone calling his name, Techara recovered and slowly raised his head.

A group of reporters and photographers aimed at him with long guns and short cannons.

In eight hours, the situation here has spread all over the world.

Media from various countries quickly dispatched professional teams to Vienna to report on the spot.

But apart from the ruins and corpses, there is no report value.

The information that the rescue teams knew was very limited, and the reporters naturally focused their hope of obtaining information on the only survivor.

"Prince Techara! The violent explosion caused thousands of deaths. Why did you escape?"

The reporter raised a question, and dozens of microphones were stunned.

Techara's face was indifferent, and she slowly opened her dry lips, and said in a hoarse, magnetic voice:

"I hate hypocritical diplomacy. I left early before the meeting ended."

Another reporter asked: "Did you notice anything unusual when the explosion happened?"

Techara said: "I was walking along the river, and many cards fell in the sky. The helicopter that was originally responsible for defending the building suddenly fired missiles at the building, and then launched a suicide impact, causing the building to eventually collapse."

All reporters were shocked when this remark came out.

They originally guessed whether the explosion was an attack by a terrorist organization.

They also wondered how the terrorist organization crossed the line of defense and sent explosives to the building.

Unexpectedly, the culprit responsible for the collapse of the building was actually a military gunship.

Could it be that this matter is related to the local internal affairs.

"Card?" A reporter found a key question and asked: "What kind of card is it?"

Techara took out a bloodied playing card from his pocket and turned it over to show it.

"This……"

The reporters showed horror and subconsciously stepped back.

"This is a playing card organized by the clown!"

"Could it really be them."

"You can't go wrong! Controlling electrical appliances is the super power of Franklin Clinton, a fellow clown organization."

These journalists are the best in the industry and have many years of work experience.

They have continued to report since the appearance of the clown organization. They remember every bad thing the organization has done, and are even more familiar with the organization than their family members.

"It's over! The clown organization returns and the world is about to fall into chaos again."

The reporters were in a panic, but their good professionalism kept them calm.

This information is vital, and they must pass it on.

The reporters dispersed one after another and began to set up equipment for live broadcast.

A kind-hearted reporter said before leaving: "His Royal Highness! Please keep your sorrow and change!"

Techa Ram’s face was expressionless, and his lips parted: “In our country’s culture, death is not the end of everything, it’s more like the beginning of a journey to the unknown.”

"You stretch out your hands to the panther god Buster, and she will lead you to the green grassland, where you can run freely."

The reporter nodded and said: "It sounds very peaceful!"

Techara stood up and put a ring on her hand: "My father thinks so too...but I am not my father. I will let the clown organize blood to pay for it!"

After speaking, he strode away from the place and walked to a quiet place with no one.

After checking around and confirming that there was no one around, Techara rolled up his sleeve and revealed a watch.

Tap lightly, the watch shoots light, and a figure appears in the air.

"Prince Techara!" The figure said in a low tone, "I have heard about the king, please be sorry!"

Hehe, everyone said so.

Sorrow, mourning, how can the pain of bereavement be so easy to resolve!

Techara's forehead violently blue veins, gritted his teeth and said: "Call the king's guard and take his father's body back."

"Yes!" the figure continued: "His Royal Highness! About the bombing..."

"I already know who the murderer is!" Techara clenched the cards, eyes full of killing intent: "When the ceremony is completed, I will kill them myself."

…………

The explosion of the Vienna Building has spread all over the world.

Many people are speculating whether the explosion was man-made or accidental.

If it is artificial, who would have such courage?

An explosion caused the deaths of government representatives in more than 100 countries around the world.

Such a heinous behavior, even those heinous terrorist organizations dare not claim to have done it themselves.

Netizens and the media have different opinions on who the murderer is, but the interesting thing is that no one guesses about the clown organization.

All said that the scars have forgotten to hurt.

Three years of silent lurking has made the public forget the world's largest terrorist organization.

A few hours later, the latest intelligence on the scene came.

A Joker playing card severely slapped the media.

The murderer is actually a clown organization!

How is this possible!

Not only the mainstream media, but also social networks instantly exploded.

The topic of clown organization topped the rankings.

This matter is about the safety of billions of people around the world, and almost all netizens are discussing this matter.

"The Clown Organization..."

"God, is that demon coming back again!"

"Impossible, it's not that the clown organization has been wiped out in the news, even the leader Jason Walter is dead!"

"What kind of news are you watching? The fake ones are too endless!"

"I guess Jason is definitely not dead, but he was seriously injured for three years."

"Our government is too incompetent! Three years! Three years! The clown organization has revived!"

"Brothers, I scolded Jason on Twitter before, so there should be nothing wrong."

"Go all the way, I will help take care of your wife, daughter and property."

…………

New York City, Stark Tower.

"Hey...it's not good to be a legend honestly. I have to run out and make noise."

On the square sofa in the living room, Tony Stark was sitting next to Pepper, staring at the Joker playing cards that appeared on the screen.

In retrospect, the grudge between him and the clown organization can be traced back to ten years ago.

I thought that everything would settle down with Jason's disappearance.

Unexpectedly, three years later, the clown organization jumped out to cause trouble.

Compared to before, Tony can now look at this with a peaceful mood.

There is even a leisurely sentiment, recalling the grievances of these years.

"The clown appears again."

Peber sighed heavily and leaned his head on Tony's chest: "Why don't you seem nervous at all?"

Tony laughed and squeezed Peber's hand: "Because I have confidence."

Pebble thought for a moment, and then said: "No, there must be other reasons."

Tony pretended to be furious: "Dare you look down upon me? Mark's armor has been developed to the 50th generation!"

Pebble: "It's not that I underestimate you, it's that I understand you. In addition to Mark's armor, you must have other support, so you can be so calm."

Tony laughed a few times of loss: "Well, you won."

Pebble chuckled: "Let's talk! Why on earth?"

Tony thought: "Well...I don't know the specifics, I only know that there is a very powerful person living on the earth."

Pebble asked: "How powerful is a powerful character?"

Tony: "It's so amazing... able to hang Jason up and fight!"

Peber's eyes lit up: "Oh! Really? Who is it? Do I know?"

Tony shook his head regretfully: "I don't know who it is. Only the best hero knows, but he never tells us."

Peibo frowned: "What's the best hero?"

Tony smiled: "Sol!"

Pepper: "Why did you give him this nickname?"

Tony: "He has blond hair and he likes to wear a red cape. He looks like the hero of "Breaking Point"."

Peb was speechless, and rolled his eyes at him.

"Okay! All in all, Jason's comeback must be taken seriously, but he shouldn't panic. The sky is falling, and a taller man will withstand it."

…………

Washington, top floor of SHIELD headquarters, office of the World Security Council.

Member: "Chief Nick, how do you explain the Vienna matter?"

Nick Fury was still wearing that black leather jacket, and asked, "Explain what?"

The councillor said loudly: "Explain why the clown organization suddenly appeared in Vienna, and you have no news about SHIELD."

Nick Fury: "S.H.I.E.L.D. has been searching for the clown organization remnant party, and the results of the past three years have been truthfully reported. They are hiding intelligence in Africa..."

Member: "Shut up! Don't make excuses for your incompetence!"

Nick Fury: "This is not an excuse! If we are incompetent, then what is your country's intelligence organization that has not even seen the clown organization?"

Another congressman said roundly: "This is not the time to blame each other. Our current task is to figure out the reason for the sudden comeback of the clown organization?"

"Yes. According to the information in hand, they have been huddled in Africa for the past three years, so how come they suddenly come back."

"I guess it has something to do with Jason. Regarding Jason's material, S.H.I.E.L.D. has always stated that it is'missing'. Could it be that he returned?

"I think this is a great possibility!"

"Then what should we do? In the New York battle three years ago, we were completely lucky to win."

"Right! That mysterious man!"

The five congressmen immediately turned their eyes to Nick Fury.

Nick Fury stretched his hands and said helplessly: "I have asked Saul many times, but he refused to say the identity of the mysterious person."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the five congressmen changed drastically.

Hey, think about it too.

A big man who can easily subdue Jason, how can he reveal his identity so easily.

And even if they knew it, they might not be able to invite others.

"but!"

Nick Fury said: "Saul said that the mysterious man is the guardian of the earth. I think if the critical moment comes, he will definitely appear."