Superman

At the Palace of Versailles, delegations from various countries have entered.

The top five gangsters are naturally...Bah!Five permanent members.

As early as the Yalta meeting, they had planned the basic outline for the establishment of the United Nations.

Later, with the official signing of the "United Nations Charter."

This international institution with symbolic significance greater than practical significance was formally established.

This is also why Luke thinks it is possible to start a world security council and get the full version of SHIELD ahead of time.

"Are you ready? You wait but you have to make the opening remarks. The whole world will see Superman and judge your words and actions."

Howard sat listlessly in the back, after the tragic fight last night, he did feel that his body was hollowed out.

My body is like an overworked, overloaded machine.

It must converge.

Howard rubbed his sore waist and changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

"Do I still have stage fright? Just read the manuscript."

Luke acted very calmly. The president should have spoken on this occasion.

However, the latter gave him the job.

In less than a year, the lieutenant general rose rapidly at an astonishing speed and became a "mountain" that the White House and the Pentagon dared not despise.

To achieve such results, in addition to their own strength, they rely more on historical processes and opportunities.

"Rather than worrying about my problem, you might as well think about it, how can your own excessively indulgent and weak body be able to cope with those hunger and thirst, wolf-like female warlocks."

Luke's sarcasm made Howard suddenly vigilant.

He was thinking very seriously, and finally decided to cancel the trip to the Moulin Rouge tonight.

"You said, should I let Stark Industries cross the border into the pharmaceutical industry?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Howard asked another question.

To him, who believed in him, hesitated and embarrassed.

After all, this is the weakness that a man can't tell.

"Are you going to get that stuff?"

Luke froze for a moment, thinking whether to give sildenafil to Howard, who had a middle-aged kidney overdraft.

He somewhat remembered the molecular formula and synthesis method-in the previous life, he read a lot of urban novels, and many protagonists made their fortunes like this.

"Forget it, I'll hire a fitness coach and start working hard."

Howard was disappointed and waved his hand.

The study drug cycle is too long to quench the near thirst.

At this moment, he realized the helplessness of being an ordinary person.

If like Luke, he has superhuman physique.

Or, like Rogers, become a super soldier.

That would be great!

Luke glanced at the speech and ignored Howard, who was secretly hurt.

If he knew that this guy wanted to become a super soldier, just for the sake of Ye Yu Shunv, if the golden gun did not fall, he would definitely dislike it even more.

A few minutes later, across from the long oval table that could almost fill half of the venue, the Atlantis finally entered.

Wearing breathing helmets, this group of sea people stepped into the gate, instantly becoming the focus of the audience.

The reporters at the venue pressed the shutter forcefully, and the flash was connected into one piece.

Because Namor suffered from a broken back, he was unable to move.

Therefore, the representatives attending the peace summit were replaced by the commanders of the three largest tribes of hammerhead sharks, killer whales, and seahorses.

At this meeting, they will jointly propose to remove Namor as king.

And, add this article to the agreement clause.

As for whether to send the guillotine, the three legion commanders are still considering.

The royal family of Atlantis has maintained its reign for a long time.

The tribes under his hands usually behave very docilely, and there is nothing unusual.

However, when there is a vacuum in power, some Atlanteans will inevitably be ready to move.

No matter what you do, kicking Namo away is the key.

"let's start."

Representatives of various countries exchanged draft peace agreements, and the specific details have been discussed on Liberty Island.

Now, just a cutscene.

By the way, it is shown in front of the whole world that the human world and Atlantis have established diplomacy and reached initial exchanges in civilization.

The two sides looked around, and after confirming that the provisions were correct, Luke, as the opening speaker, got up and walked to the stage.

"Dialogue and reconciliation is the only way to peace. I am very happy to see that the marine civilization represented by the Atlantis and the terrestrial civilization represented by mankind can come together..."

"As a pacifist, I sincerely hope that this is just the beginning, not the end. A glorious history will be created in our hands, and a bright future will be in our hands..."

"..."

The young man standing on the high platform, everything he said was transmitted to thousands of households in the form of radio waves.

On the black-and-white TV, Luke's tall figure and stern face were shown.

Every word uttered from his mouth is full of power, sonorous and powerful.

"If you see it, this is Superman. He has become a hero in the eyes of the world, a great symbol."

In a mansion in London, a man with a gloomy face and a low voice looked at the picture on the TV and sneered.

The man is unusually tall, dressed like a tuxedo, and his hair is meticulously combed.

The most striking thing is the diamond-shaped ruby ​​on his forehead, shining with a strange light.

"What can be done. Sebastian Shaw, he is an Alpha mutant. And Namor, who has the dual genes of Atlantis and mutants, is arguably the most powerful on the planet. One of several people."

Leaning on the sofa, the enchanting and charming Black Queen Selene sighed.

"As a result, the two people joined forces, and they were unable to defeat Superman, and even suffered a fiasco! Moreover, his resistance to magic is very high. I didn't get any advantage in the last short match."

The man paced back and forth, looking at Luke on the TV from time to time, his face sinking like water.

"Will this damn Superman interfere with my plan?"

After a while, he stopped and looked at the Black Queen.

"Who knows. Sebastian Shaw provoked him because of a mutant."

The Black Queen Selene stretched her waist, revealing her beautiful curves.

"Superman seems to be very interested in mutants... No, to be more precise, he seems to want to bring us under his jurisdiction."

"It can be said that this is an implicit desire for power."

"Tsk tusk, in that case, Superman is not as bright on the surface."

The tall man could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He has his own things to do temporarily, and does not want to be an enemy of Superman.

Many people have verified the power of that guy with bloody lessons.

"Nathaniel, would you be afraid too? I thought you, who had faced the mutant god, had much less respect for the strong."

The Black Queen teased each other intentionally or unintentionally, just like watching a crowd of people eating melons.

"Apocalypse is naturally the strongest creature I have ever seen. He is infinitely close to God, and my abilities are also bestowed by him."

The full name of the tall man, called "Nathaniel Essex", is a radical expert in genetics.

In fact, he noticed mutants earlier than Bolivar Trask and Sebastian Shaw.

Compared to his real name, Nathaniel Essex has a more familiar title, "Mr. Omen."

He and the Black Queen are both veterans of mutants.

Sebastian Shaw, in front of these two people, will be a future generation.

"I am a scientist and believe in the data. Judging from Superman's record, his strength is likely to be close to Apocalypse, not much worse."

Mr. Omen laughed in a low voice, like Ye Xiao.

"So, I very much hope to keep the well water in peace with him. As for the mutants, I don't care about their life and death."

The Black Queen was a little disappointed, she still wanted to encourage Mr. Omen to provoke the conflict between the other party and Superman.

"That's a pity. I rarely have such a strong desire for a man, wishing to eat him in one bite."

The charming woman stared at the man on the TV, with two drunken red cheeks rising on her cheeks.