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

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Royman Gantt hesitated for a moment, "It was his suggestion, maybe he just wanted to thank you."

Sam Ryan shook his head.

"He has always been incomprehensible; sometimes I even suspect that he hasn't lost his memory and is just pretending."

"really?"

Sam Lane said helplessly, "Of course not. I've sent people to try many times, but to no avail. Joel Nash has no reaction to the past, not even a basic change in his eyes, so he's not lying. He really has amnesia. What I don't understand is his ability. How can someone who has lost their memory have such strong discernment and self-control? And don't you think his learning speed is too high?"

Royman Gantt was puzzled, something many people didn't realize: how could a president with amnesia become familiar with the day-to-day affairs of the White House in just one week? Even with potential memory, it shouldn't be that fast!

Sam Lane added.

"And this list, the people on the list were all decided by Joel Nash alone. If these people were all mediocre or stupid, that would be one thing, but they are all elites. How could an amnesiac person select the best talents from hundreds of applicants? I really can't understand how he did it."

Royman Gantt's eyes widened: "You mean someone's behind him?"

Sam Ryan nodded seriously.

"That's the only answer. There must be someone behind him guiding and training him to do this. Based on the information we have so far, Joel Nash has a very close relationship with this person and has earned his complete trust."

"The First Lady?"

"Kate Nash isn't that smart"

"Who else could it be but her? It couldn't be Vanessa, could it?"

Sam Lane shook his head: "These things can't be guessed, they can only be deduced from clues."

"Any clues?"

"Not now, but definitely in the future. Since this mastermind has placed such a big bet on Joel Nash and claimed to pay a price, it certainly won't be as easy as money. Just wait, it will definitely come out."

Sam Ryan clenched his fists, his face extremely grim.

“When the time is right, I will seize him.” “I will never allow Rice to become a tool of the conspirators.”

"I'm exhausted by the complicated political situation," Royman Gynt said after a moment of thought.

“What do you plan to do with the Sky Eye Association? I’ve heard of Amanda Waller. She’s a capable but autocratic person. She certainly won’t want to hand over the Sky Eye Association, which she worked so hard to build, to you.”

I'm worried you'll get separated.

Sam Lane paused for a moment, then said, "I will sign as deputy director."

Royman-Gant frowned unhappily, clearly disapproving of the decision.

"A mountain cannot be divided in two. If we don't want the Sky Eye to be divided in two, the only way is to move it."

Sam Lane gave a wry smile: "It's not that simple." He then added, "Now I even suspect that this is a trap set by Joel Nash, who wants to get rid of me with Amanda Waller's help."

Royman Gantt paused for a moment, "Not entirely!"

Sam Lane did not answer. The Sky Eye organization was cultivated by Amanda, and its core members were loyal to her. He did not need to consider the difficulties he would face if he replaced her with just a piece of paper.

The people from the Sky Eye Society will not serve him, and may even be hostile towards him, which is the most troublesome problem.

...

At the temporary base of the Sky Eye Association in Arizona.

After reading the White House documents, Amanda leaned back in her chair and remained silent for a long time.

For years, she had dreamed that SkyEye could shed its infamy and become a government agency like the FBI and CIA, and now her dream had come true, and in such an absurd way.

A single sheet of paper ended her years of labor!

"...Is this power?"

Amanda murmured to herself with an indescribable look of confusion in her eyes.

The adjutant standing to the side, his eyes fixed on the president, said in a deep voice, "We still have a chance to meet with the president and persuade him to change his mind." He paused, his gaze hardening further, "If he disagrees, we will make him agree."

As one of the core members of the Sky Eye Society, the deputy obviously also knew about the situation of the demon Gast to some extent.

Amanda stared at him coldly, her gaze as sharp as a knife, sending chills down the assistant's spine.

"Monsters must be forgotten; remember, there were never any monsters."

"but..."

"Remember this if you don't want to die for no reason."

The deputy police chief hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded (Wang Zhaohao).

"Bring me General Ryan," Amanda said, closing her eyes wearily. "I need to talk to him."

...

The Tianyan Association's problems did not cause much of a stir. As the people on the list took their seats one by one, a new cabinet was formed, and the chaotic situation gradually calmed down.

According to the new roster of officials, the Department of Defense and the Senate benefited the most from the president's actions, leaving many dismissed executives powerless to do anything about it, even if they complained.

Currently, neither the Senate nor the Department of Defense can overthrow the president, much less expose the devil, Gast. Although there are some rumors circulating online about this matter, rumors are ultimately just clickbait, and rumors without evidence are simply misunderstandings.

After the White House was closed for a period of time, Xu Fu finally had the opportunity to handle company affairs.

On the third day after returning to the Metropolis, Xu Fu summoned his three subordinates, Dior, Tony Wu, and Wang Xiaohu, to a nightclub.

Chapter 1132 The First Step in Conquering the Metropolis

No matter how much time passed, the three remained the same. Dio was still as cold as ice, regardless of gender, with a cold indifference on his face that kept people at a distance. Sometimes Xu Fu even wondered if he had chosen the wrong person to work with.

Wang Hu grew stronger and stronger, his chest muscles comparable to a glass of D. He stood next to Wu Dongming, who was less than 170 centimeters tall, and looked at him like a father taking care of his son, with a lecherous expression.

At the nightclub, the four of them had a great time. When they had had enough, Xu Fu waved his hand, shooed the beauties out of the room, lit a cigarette, and said softly.

"How are you feeling now that you've been in the Metropolis for a while?"

"Dio, you go first."

Dio pondered for two seconds, then slowly said, "I secretly sent people to investigate and discovered that behind every gang in Metropolis is a conglomerate. The most powerful of these is the Genesis Association, and its leader, Den-Merck, has intricate connections with the Luther Group."

Xu Fu nodded slightly, looking at the other two.

"what about you?"

Tony Wu raised his glass, tilted his head back, and downed the drink: "Boss, I'll do whatever you tell me to do, just don't challenge my warm-up match."

Wang Hu disagreed; he said in a trembling voice...

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"I think if we want to gain a foothold in the Metropolis, we have to take down that guy who's always flying around in the sky."

Xu Fu narrowed his eyes: "You mean Superman?"

"Who else could it be but him!"

Wang Hu sighed heavily: "This hypocritical guy is always harassing local gangs under the guise of protecting the masses. Last time, when the Hongmen and the underworld were fighting for territory in the Greater Bay Area, they were about to succeed when he suddenly appeared out of nowhere and beat the underworld to a pulp without saying a word. Now our brothers are still lying in the hospital."

Xu Fu frowned: he had never heard of such a thing before.

Wu Dongming picked his teeth and added, "This guy is really tough to deal with. According to the brothers, bullets are completely useless against him. His body is harder than steel. If you want to deal with him, you'll have to take action yourself, boss."

"But I don't think it's worth it. We're fighting for territory, and we don't have any conflict of interest with Superman. There's no need to treat him as an enemy."

Xu Fu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Wu Dongni with considerable surprise, never expecting that Wu Sangui's descendant would possess such wisdom.

Dio said in a deep voice, "Young Master, what should we do next?"

Xu thought for a while, then spoke slowly.

I have three things I need you to do.

"First of all, the Hung Gang. I've already discussed it with my uncle. From now on, I will take over all of the Hung Gang's territories in the two eastern states, including Metropolitan and Gotham City. I have company matters to attend to and no time to deal with the Hung Gang's affairs."

"Secondly, the Qingniao and Tesla factories have been completed and will hold opening ceremonies in a few days. I need one of you to serve as the security chief for Qingniao and Tesla, including SHOE."

"Thirdly, it's about intelligence gathering. I need to prepare a superpowered squad specifically for intelligence gathering and emergency response. I've already thought of the personnel list. You should be the captains. I have no one else I can trust."

Xu Fu raised his glass, took a sip of red wine, and then...

"Three tasks, three positions—the choice is yours!"

The four of them secured the bonds in one go, and Xu Fu didn't need to act childish in front of them; that would seem foolish.

Without hesitation, Tony Wu simply replied, "I'm not the security captain."

Wang Hu chimed in, "I won't do it either."

Xu Fu looked at Dio, bewildered. Dio's lips twitched slightly as he said helplessly.

"Then I'll do it."

Xu Fu added, "What about Honggate?"

Wang Hu patted his massive chest muscles: "Leave the Hongmen to me. These two are weak and lecherous, they can't hold their own. Only someone like me can play the role of a triad boss, majestic and imposing with a domineering gaze."

Tony Wu turned his head and grinned: "Single-minded, no brains."

Wang Hu turned his head and stared intently at him.

"What did you say?"

Tony Wu glared angrily.