American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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Pow!

Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!

Wu Yue clutched his stomach and laughed dejectedly.

Xu Fu and Dio also had strange expressions, their eyes filled with anger.

They were all very curious about just how fierce these two Brazilian sisters were, that they could push the 180-pound Wang Hu so hard.

Wang Hu's face flushed red. Ignoring the soreness in his tailbone, he stood up with a groan and strode towards Wu Yue.

He was going to teach those damn Vietnamese monkeys a lesson.

I actually called myself a silver spear and wax arrow; no one could stand that.

The two ran around the room, while Xu Fu, wrapped in a bath towel, leaned against the back of the sofa, letting the steam soak into his body. The sauna in winter was very comfortable.

Dior spoke.

"Young Master, what are your plans for the Creation Society?"

Upon hearing "Creation Society," Wang Hu, who was waving his fist at Wu Yue, stopped and said in a deep voice.

"Boss, I have something to tell you about the Genesis Association."

Xu Fu wiped his cheeks with a towel and mumbled something indistinctly.

"I heard you personally fought them, but were unsuccessful."

“We’ve got the wrong group of police.” Wang Hu clenched his fists angrily. “Damn police, they really are with the Hongmen.”

"...You just need to open your eyes wide. We've seen this before."

"This time it's different. This eyeball is not only related to the police, but also to the Genesis Association."

“O!”

Xu Fu was very interested, "Dual personality?"

Wang Hu nodded solemnly, his face unusually serious: "I followed the clues and found that the Genesis Society and the Metropolitan Police Department have a very close relationship, especially the police departments in the East and North Districts. Their relationship pattern is very similar to that of the Young Master Gang and the Seaside City Police Department."

Xu Fu put down the towel and muttered to himself.

Was Lex Luther the mastermind behind Genesis?

"That's right, it's that bald, big man. Without his support, the Creation God Society could never have grown to its current size in just a few years. It has become a rock blocking the Hongmen's path forward. If we want to continue moving forward, we must remove it."

"How many flashes of brilliance have you had?"

There were seven or eight times in total, both big and small.

Xu Fu was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Be patient for now, and don't get into a conflict with them."

Wang Hu's eyes lit up: "Boss, you've come up with a way to settle this."

Xu Fu shook his head slightly.

“It’s not that simple. The Genesis Association is nothing compared to Lex Luther. The Luther family is deeply entrenched in Metropolis, with extensive connections in both politics and business. If you want to bring him down, you must be fully prepared.” He paused, then smiled.

"Believe me, it won't be long before things change."

...

Many things have changed quietly. For example, Sam Lane, who used to be Lex Luthor's right-hand man with the power of life and death, has now been the one who got beaten up.

Luther reached out and grasped Sam Ryan's hand tightly.

“General, I am glad you accepted my invitation. I would much rather work with you than with the mysterious Chief Ruby, because we are kindred spirits.”

"Come here, I want to show you an unparalleled weapon."

Chapter 1182 Parasitic Potion

As a former congressman and current general, Sam Lane knows all too well how large corporations operate, and he instinctively doesn't want to deal with these people, but reality leaves him with no choice.

The Eye of Heaven requires power, especially the immense power of an individual, and Lex Luthor can provide that power.

One party has a need, and the other has a goal; thus, cooperation is achieved.

Upon reaching the underground base, the lights came on, and a huge reinforced glass amphitheater appeared before them.

Sam Ryan looked around and said coldly

Where is the weapon you mentioned?

"Please wait!"

Luther clapped his hands, and Ivo, whose eyes were dark and who looked like he hadn't slept in a long time, poked his head out from the small door next to him, holding a controller in his hand, and pressed the red button hard.

The arena split open from the middle, and an incubation container filled with green liquid rose up. Floating inside was a white man covered in syringes.

Sam Lane frowned slightly. "Don't tell me the weapon you're talking about is him."

Luther for Sale

"With a little observation, you will understand."

Sam Ryan snorted, wanting to see what this guy could come up with.

"Begin, Ivo, show the general."

"I've been waiting for your words!"

Avio groaned excitedly, manipulating the remote control to pour half a can of lavender herbal water into the white man's body. His body began to tremble violently, large patches of purple blood appeared on his skin, and his face was twisted and contorted, as if he was in great pain.

Suddenly, his body began to swell, his limbs thickened, and his muscles expanded one by one. The excessively long muscles stretched the needles inserted into his body, and he looked like a giant.

The liquid in the incubator began to bubble and fizz. The man woke up with a start, clenched his fist, and slammed it down hard.

Bang

A large crack appeared on the shell. Upon the second impact, the bunker wall shattered, and liquid gushed out. The man tore off his chains, letting out a beast-like scream, and a beam of red light shot from his eyes, radiating a fierce killing intent.

"This is..."

Sam Lane was deep in thought, his face clearly saying, "Damn it, it's a parasitic demon! You're insane!"

Luther shook his head slightly: "Don't worry, General, please continue reading."

Once freed, this man began to destroy everything around him, blowing up the hatchery bunker to smithereens, then casting a murderous glare at the three people outside. (bbfh)

He roared, raised his arms, and slammed them violently to the ground.

It's buzzing!

The walls, made of high-strength glass, were quickly shaken by the sonic boom.

The man threw punch after punch, each one more powerful than the last. Gradually, the air began to boil, and visible shockwaves shook the ground.

"Powerful and fearless!"

Luther muttered to himself, as if examining a fine work of art.

Sam Ryan calmed down and looked at the monstrous man a few meters away from him, a strange emotion flashing in his eyes.

Ivo turned on the flat panel display and began collecting data.

suddenly

Click!

The tempered glass cracked in some places, and the cracks began to widen, quickly reaching several centimeters in length.

Luther was not disturbed; he asked with great interest.

"How about it?"

Aveo raised his glasses and said excitedly, "It's much better than last time. It's already 15,000 pounds, and it's still going up. Damn it, I knew it would work."

Sam Lane interjected, "Mr. Luther, I must remind you that Sky Eye is an official organization, not a terrorist institution. What we need are powerful warriors who can govern themselves, not beasts that can only destroy."

Luther laughed and said, "Don't worry, General, the experiment has only just begun."

"Ivo, proceed with the second phase of the experiment."

Aveo waved his hand impatiently: "Take your time, we haven't collected the data yet. We'll talk about it later."

Luther "..."

Sam Lane glanced at Luther, then looked down at the dazed Ivor Ivo, his lips twitching into a cold smile. Luther immediately noticed this subtle mockery, and his anger surged, but he managed to suppress it.

All geniuses in the world have one quirk or another, not to mention outstanding scientists like Evio Ivo, whose quirks are countless.

After the data collection was completed, Aveo quietly began the second phase of the experiment.

Two weapon ports appeared above the arena, from which needles filled with yellow liquid flew out and pierced the man's back. As the liquid was injected into his body, his appearance rapidly changed.

Its overly strong body began to shrink, its height dropping from 2.6 meters to 2.3 meters, and its bloodshot eyes disappeared, giving it a more human-like appearance.

He was breathing heavily, kneeling motionless on the ground, and after a while he raised his head, "Ah..."

"Let me go, let me out!"

"Damn bastard, let me out!"

The man roared and punched repeatedly, shattering the high-strength glass.