I Am In Marvel

Washington, America.

Because it is not the reason why the hero Kyle was born in the city (New York), the parade is not enough to fill the entire city with horror.

It can be close to the central city and is still overcrowded and noisy, especially the White House Square where the US imperial high-level will be publicly speaking. Outside the defense line of the speech platform, the inner three circles have been placed in advance by a lot of media in advance, and the outer three circles and beyond , Can't see the end of the crowd at a glance.

Among the crowd onlookers, the little boy of about seven years old held Kyle's shape mold in one hand and firmly squeezed the trousers of the uncle next to him in the other. He asked uncomfortably, "Dad, did Kyle really sacrifice? "

"How is it possible?" The uncle smiled, rubbed the boy's short hair hard, and said confidently and firmly: "Major General Kyle, he won't die!"

The people crowded around also laughed together and said in agreement:

"That is, how could a war hero die?"

"He is a superhero, suppressing war and chaos, the god in our hearts."

"Maybe the same as the captain, but fell asleep somewhere and will come back when he wakes up."

When they talked about Kyle, their faces were full of smiles, with confidence and pride, and even the light of hope.

The media on the side kept taking pictures and videos to record this rare scene. It was the first time that someone had enough prestige to replace a god, and was revered by thousands of people without black spots.

"I'm coming!"

With a reminder from the square, all the people and the media who were watching the parade immediately turned their eyes on the high speech platform of the White House.

It can be seen that the middle-aged new president with the national character face is walking in the front. Parliamentary politicians with suits and ties, generals wearing official uniforms with medals, walk out the door of the office building under the cover of armed soldiers, and board the slightly wider ones. Speech high platform.

Dozens of politicians and generals stopped in the back half of the high platform, their faces solemn and solemn, so that the onlookers were subconsciously quiet.

The new president wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked forward until the amplifier microphone stopped, facing the people and the media outside the police line below, and said in the tone of a politician: "Ladies and gentlemen, good noon !"

However, his words were quickly interrupted by the people below, "Your Excellency, please omit the polite preface. We are here for an explanation and the truth-why hasn't General Kyle returned?"

The new president quickly concealed his embarrassment, held the microphone with his hand, and said: "Major General Kyle, he..."

He was about to smooth out the concealment of the high-level discussion, but he just started to preach, and then choked to a halt.

The new president looked down, the countless pairs of hopeful and expectant eyes, and his excellent speech cultivation, could not speak for a while.

Just as the president was embarrassed, there was a sudden humming noise from the high altitude not far away. Everyone looked up in surprise and saw a new type of aircraft with bamboo dragonfly wings slowly heading towards the White House Square. The high platform is close to Feilu.

Armed soldiers and guards thought of a terrorist attack and were about to rush to the high platform to cover the high-level personnel to retreat, but when they saw a tall figure exposed at the helicopter door, they stopped their movements.

In other words, all the people below stopped in a daze, holding their breath, and looking at the young man in battle clothes standing on the door with wide eyes.

"It's General Kyle..."

I don't know who took the lead and shouted, and then, Washington Square, which had fallen into silence, suddenly boiled with excitement!

"Our war hero is back!"

The people raised their arms high and cheered with moist eyes. The loud sound spread quickly and spread, and soon the whole city of Washington was filled with the joy of the hero's return.

At this time, the most embarrassing thing is the high-level high-level people on the high platform,

The helicopter stopped at an altitude of 20 meters close to the elevated platform and hovered in the air.

Kyle nodded and jumped down like this, gliding slightly in the middle, and finally landed gently in the middle of the speech platform.

He was dressed in a dark night suit, with a signature one-handed sword on his back, standing tall and coldly on the high platform. Under the blessing of the superhero halo, he immediately became the most dazzling protagonist on the spot. No matter how high the status of politicians and generals are, they will be low One end.

Thousands of people below are still clapping excitedly and applauding like thunder.

"Major General Kyle, you are finally back..."

The president turned around and wanted to be polite, but Kyle didn't even glance at him, and walked towards the congressmen and generals alone.

Facing the approach of this killing god, the generals who had gone through various battles changed their faces slightly, not to mention the pale faces of the congressmen sitting in the greenhouse.

Among them, Senator Ivan, who stood a little behind, and several other Senators, held them nervously, resisting the urge to fall to the ground with fear.

"Kyle." Admiral Chester sighed and stepped forward.

"General Chester, it's not as you wished, I'm still back." Kyle stopped and said coldly.

"Kyle. No matter what you have gone through, it is my fault. Don't hurt anyone else..." Admiral Chester was soon interrupted by Kyle before he could finish his words. "No, you That's right."

Kyle sneered and said, "You're just getting confused."

General Chester was dumb, without a word of retort, and his hair was gray like a haggard old man.

The helicopter remained suspended in the low air. The rope was dropped from the cabin, and Ferry slid down onto the high platform.

Knowing that Kyle had returned, Howard notified Fury the first time, and then he rushed to the White House Square in Washington.

This, of course, has a purpose.

"Fry, which ones did you find?" Kyle waved at Fury behind him, and scanned the members in front of him. The congressman was frightened, not knowing what the war hero wanted to do right away.

"That, that, oh, and that." Fury stepped forward, looking sharply, and pointed out three councillors, including Ivan.

The three congressmen who were named trembled all over, and the other congressmen and generals were unclear, but they still subconsciously stayed away from the three and retreated to a safe distance.

"Oh." Kyle nodded indifferently, and walked towards the three congressmen.

"Major General Kyle, what do you want to do? Don't come over!" A panic flashed through Ivan's eyes, and he shouted and asked: "This is the White House Square, where members of Congress and generals representing the country, as well as the general public and the media Under your eyes, pay attention to your measured behavior!"

Kyle sneered and rushed in front of Ivan, pedaling faster. Before the surrounding armed soldiers could react, his right hand was already clenched into a fist and fell on the opponent's lower abdomen.

'Boom!'

With Ivan's ordinary body, he hit the punch with a ton of impact, and the whole person was like a ball, knocked and rolled backwards, half of his body fell into the white wall of the office building.

His body was completely crippled, blood was vomiting at the mouth, his eyes widened, and he could not understand that he would die by this simple and rude way.

After so many meticulous planning, in the end, there is still time to fight back... Hey, the other party trampled him to death like a cockroach.