Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"Mr. President, listen to me, a very dangerous guy has appeared in New York, and I must send you away now!"

Nick Fury stood with his hands on his back and stood in the office of the President of the White House. He had just flown back to the United States from far away Europe, because a very bad thing can be said to be extremely bad, which makes this person in a good mood recently. The secretary's mood suddenly fell to the bottom, but there was no way. What should be done is still to be done, right?

Facing Nick Fury's toughness, the old president showed a look of suspicion:

"Just because a guy showed up in New York? Are you going to send me away? No, no, I won't leave! I'm here!"

He tapped his fingers on the table, and he said categorically:

"This is the White House, the symbol of this country, and the safest place in this country. I won't go anywhere! Could you say, Fury, don't you have the confidence to protect me?"

The S.H.I.E.L.D. Director shrugged:

"This is not a question of confidence, Mr. President, it is a question of whether it is necessary or not. He is not directed at you. I just think that the next situation will be embarrassing if you stay in the White House."

He pondered for a moment, then reached out and took out a ticket from his arms:

"I have arranged the schedule for your visit to Europe. Don't worry, Mr. President, the next thing will not affect you."

"Humhhhhhhh"

The old president wanted to speak, and a knock on the door sounded. After a while, S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Romanoff walked into the office and said in Fury's ear:

"They came with a total of 2,000 people, with great momentum."

Fury nodded: "Where did they go?"

Romanov looked a little embarrassed. She hesitated for a moment, but told the truth: "They went to the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. in the Delta Wing."

Fury is worthy of being a director. He still looked as usual when he heard the bad news. He whispered:

"Then evacuate all important staff and clear the floor below the 7th floor. Let them make trouble."

"Will this affect our reputation?"

Romanov was a little worried. Facing the worries of the black widow, Fury snorted: "When the strength is insufficient, what can we do to preserve our reputation? What's more, they are not an issue that we urgently need to pay attention to now."

"But Coleson died!"

The black widow's voice became gritted her teeth: "Dead in their hands!"

Fury's face remained unchanged, his fist clenched behind his back was clenched, but his voice remained steady:

"No, he didn't die, he just went to perform a special mission."

On the other side, New York’s Fifth Avenue, the most prosperous neighborhood today, is as usual, with people coming and going, one after another. The mutant parade that happened before did not affect this place, and it is still prosperous.

However, at 10 o'clock in the morning, a black-clothed Cyber ​​appeared at the entrance of Fifth Avenue. He wandered forward and he was no different from ordinary tourists, except that there were more than 2000 mutants behind him. A huge team, all overwhelmed.

At first people thought it was the same parade as before and didn't pay much attention to them, but soon they realized something was wrong.

This team has no messy slogans, no one shouting weird slogans, they just move forward in silence. At the outermost part, there are guys in black suits, sunglasses, and black devil tattoos on their necks. The whole body exudes an icy smell, which is not easy to see.

And this silence accompanied them more and more people, like a dark turbid current, pouring out from the entrance of Fifth Avenue in an instant, blocking the entire street tightly.

It can be seen from the characteristics of many of them that this is a group of mutants. They follow the yellow man in the front, like the most loyal followers, and the yellow man is very face-to-face, almost in New York. No one knows him, but everyone who knows knows how easy this is to mess with, so despite the murderous spirit, no policeman came forward to maintain order at this time.

"Fuck a mutant of NM! Get out of our city!"

An abrupt sound rang from the crowd on the side of the street, along with the sound thrown over, there was also a half-eaten hamburger, which happened to hit Saibo's feet.

He stopped and stretched out his left hand. The advancing team suddenly stopped at this moment, like a heavy hammer crashing down in the hearts of the onlookers.

The timid guys have realized that something bad will happen. They took this opportunity to run away, but more ordinary people stayed where they were, and their curiosity drove them to see how things were going.

Saibo looked around, and walked in the direction where the sound just sounded. Any normal person would subconsciously dodge when he saw a strong man who was not like a good person coming towards him. So in silence, Saibo I saw a young man with a full face, short blond hair, earrings and a very trendy dress.

He looked at Saibo without fear, and there was even a kind of provocation in his eyes.

"That sentence you shouted? Is it the food you threw?"

Saibo asked softly. The young man snorted, turned his head, and ignored Saibo's question at all. He seemed to disdain talking to the lowly mutant, and Saibo was not angry. He just chuckled, his voice was This moment abruptly sounded over the entire Fifth Avenue, clearly in the ears of every mutant and ordinary person.

"You see, there are always a lot of such scumbags in this world. They will mock you because of your clothes, your skin color, and your race! If you don't respond to their insults, they will start beating you! If you do not respond to their beatings, they will take all your things! Finally, take your life and take away your last dignity!"

"My life is very simple. If someone scolds me, I will respond to him in this way!"

"boom"

Saibo slapped him and drove the unruly young man in front of him into the air. He controlled his strength and did not let him die. Instead, he let him tumbling a dozen times in the air, and finally landed at the place where Hamburg was just now. on.

This scene made all bystanders, not only mutants, but also ordinary people exclaimed. Probably no one in this city has rushed to the attention of so many people and used such unscrupulous violence.

Several uncomfortable young people rushed out on the spot, but they were violently beaten by the members of the Devil Gang before they had contact with Saibo, dragged their bodies and threw them beside the first young man.

Saibo walked to the young man's eyes. He squatted down and grabbed his hair. The slap just now was extremely severe. If there were no accidents, the young man would have to rely on drinking for the next 2 months. The porridge survived.

"Look! I responded to his humiliation, and he was scared! Guess, next time he meets me, will he still speak so fearlessly?"

Saibo's voice echoed on Fifth Avenue: "As long as they open their mouths next time, their cheeks will still faintly hurt, and they won't dare to scold you again."

After speaking, he patted the young man on the shoulder and pointed to the burger on the ground:

"Eat it, boy, it's shameful to waste food."

The young man looked at Cyber ​​with fear in his eyes. He could feel that Cyber ​​would crush his shoulders with just a hard effort. Is he a fearless hero?Can he still hold his head high under the pressure of violence?

No, he can't, he's just a bastard, so he succumbed. He opened his mouth with sobs and ate the thrown food into his mouth, his face was full of humiliation.

Saibo nodded in satisfaction, then turned to look at the few humans who were thrown aside, he coughed slightly:

"Everyone, do you have any objections to my behavior of maintaining self-dignity?"

One of the strongest guys was unconvinced, and he yelled:

"Smuggle! You smitten! You spit that can only use violence!"

"boom"

The next moment, a foot in leather shoes kicked his mouth, dozens of broken teeth bounced around, blood was blooming at this moment, the timid people on the roadside even screamed, and Saibo looked calmly. At this scene, he stepped forward and made a listening gesture. He asked suspiciously:

"What's the matter? I just heard you have your opinion?"

He turned his head, looked at other people, looked at the 2000 people behind him, he shouted:

"Have you heard his objection?"

Sergey shrugged while wiping the blood from his shoes: "No, no! Boss, I didn't hear anything!"

Catherine drank milk tea boredly, and shrugged: "No, I didn't hear it."

Xueba Arwen pushed his glasses:

"He has no opinion, boss, on the contrary, I think he agrees with our dignity behavior."

Saibo shrugged:

"You see, maintaining dignity is as simple as that. I don’t understand why you have been struggling with this issue, but I believe that after my demonstration today, you will definitely learn to laugh at you as the first person. If you beat him, you won’t A second person is laughing at you."

"Don't be brainwashed by the etiquette and morals of human beings. My compatriots have said themselves, we are mutants, and we and them are never the same!"

He didn't even look at the few hapless guys, he stepped forward, stretched out his fingers, and shook them in the air:

"Violence? Violence is a good thing. When you are humiliated, you have to make good use of it! We are kind to others, but it does not mean that we will be bullied. If someone tells you that using violence to protect yourself is wrong, then let him come. Tell me! See if he can convince me!"

The huge team moved forward slowly, and the hapless guys were thrown in the center of the street. Among the 2000 mutants, they could only lie on the ground and shiver. After being isolated from the crowd, they never realized , He is so weak, yes, they have never been as strong as they thought.

"Hi, buddy!"

A guy dressed as a tramp squatted beside the young man who was lying on the ground eating a hamburger. He stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder. The tramp whispered, "I was begging here yesterday. You took all my money. After leaving, he threatened me that if I came again, I would break the crap of a mutant like me. Now I am coming again, and guess what I suddenly learned?"

A black bone spur sprang out of the tramp's palm and was held in his hand. He whispered in the young man's ear:

"I actually don't have to be afraid of you crap! I should have learned it when I was kicked out of school 7 years ago, but it's not too late to learn now, is it?"

"puff"

The bone spur pierced the palm of the little bastard and nailed him to the ground. The tramp did not kill him. He stood up, moved his shoulders, and no longer had the cringing feeling that he had before. On the contrary, he just Like a big man, shaking his body, following at the end of the mutant team, Sergey turned his head and glanced at him. His austere gaze made him a little solid, but soon, he raised his head and looked straight. Looking at Sergey's eyes:

"I want to join you!"

Sergey glanced at the crying young man who was nailed to the road, and then at the bone spurs that came out of his palms. The bald man shrugged and put the juice in his hands:

"Well, welcome to join the Devil Gang, kid."

The tramp cheered. He raised his hands as if it was a festival. He looked at everyone on the street. Finally, he stretched out his hands, like a gorilla, and shouted to the passersby with fearful eyes:

"See you! I am a mutant! I am the mutant you spurned! It was you who made me afraid to go to school!"

His eyes were red, and he vented his emotions loudly:

"But I am not afraid of you anymore! Miscellaneous! I am not afraid of you anymore!"