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

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Hal was speechless.

"Hercate's power is not a superpower, but a yellow will from the universe, part of the emotional spectrum, one of the seven emotional powers..."

Xu Fu raised his hand: "If you want to talk to me about parallax demons or yellow defects, don't bother, I know all that."

Hal was astonished: "How is this possible? How did you know?"

By definition, Green Lantern is the only person on Earth who knows where Hecate came from, unless...

I don't know what I was thinking, but my lips were trembling violently, and my expression became playful yet bewildered, like a little girl abandoned by her mother.

Xu Fu asked, "Is there anything else?"

Hal lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then asked in a hoarse voice.

"What do you plan to do with him?"

"None of your business"

“Ya...ya...I…” Hal opened his mouth wide, mustering his courage to say, “I can help you, as long as…as long as…”

There's a halo on the right!

Xu Fu shook his head in disbelief. This guy must have gotten his brain stuck in a door. He thinks he's Zhuge Liang or Socrates?

We can end our conversation here.

Dio waved his hand, grabbed Hal's clothes, and threw him out of the villa without letting him say a word.

The door closed, leaving behind two people with complicated expressions.

Tom sighed softly: "I know this won't work. Xu Fu-Xiao will never give the ring back to you."

Hal said, his face pale, "I just want to get the ring back and save the city. I don't intend to fight him."

Tom remained silent, his gaze lingering on his friend's right hand.

With only two of his five fingers remaining, his life was no longer connected to flying. Being a pilot was Hal's greatest dream. Now that his dream was gone and his body was crippled, how could such hatred be easily resolved?

...

After seeing Hal off, Dio returned to the living room, and then...

"Young Master, what should we do about the case of the mummified corpse? Many people have been calling from underground, hoping that we can provide protection on May 5.7th. If we can eliminate Hector and restore peace to the city, that would be the best outcome."

Xu Fu asked, "Who called?"

"There were more than 400 people in total, including familiar neighbors, celebrities and tycoons who had business dealings with the club, etc. They were obviously very scared. Some wanted to go to the headquarters to avoid the storm for a while. In addition, there were Director Hugo, friends of the police, friends of the government and friends of the FBI."

When Dior mentioned the last sentence, his tone noticeably rose.

Xu Fu smiled and said, "Do you think we should help?"

Dio nodded: "If we can intervene and eliminate Hector at this time, the Young Master Gang's reputation will rise to a new level. At that time, no one in the coastal city or even the entire northwest region will dare to have any improper thoughts about us."

"you're right"

Xu Fu put down his teacup. "It's just that the timing wasn't right."

Chapter 1060 The Fourth Machine Gun Infantry Division!

The time is not yet ripe

Dio thought for a moment, then realized

"So you're saying we should delay getting the government involved?"

Xu Fu replied, and said with a deep expression, "Everything must always come first. Hector is not only a murderer, he also threatens national security, and national security is the responsibility of the government and the military. They struck first. You cannot solve the problem or disrupt the order before it is our turn."

"But what if someone in the government gets rid of him?"

“That’s good. We don’t need to force our way in.” He said, shaking his head slightly. “Dio, I have to remind you, we’re a gang, not superheroes. We can gain popularity, but we can’t shit on the government’s head.”

"Besides, Hecate is not easy to deal with. His abilities are terrifying enough to instill fear in him, and he can also exploit weaknesses. If you want to deal with him, you must be fully prepared."

"I see"

Dio breathed a sigh of relief: "Young master is right. The nature of bandits is anti-government. If they help the government deal with security incidents, they may gain the approval of the people, but they will definitely be retaliated against afterwards."

11 After all, gangs are part of the state apparatus, and they can influence or even manipulate it to some extent, but they should not oppose it.

After Xu Fu issued a series of orders, the group of young craftsmen, who were vaguely excited, huddled together again.

...

After the meeting, Sicot seemed to break free of his shackles, like a wild beast locked in a cage, and began to wreak havoc in full view of everyone, from police officers to passersby, all of whom became his targets.

He was like a walking source of poison, leaving behind large areas of dried corpses wherever he went.

With more than 100 people dead in half a day, the mayor had no choice but to declare a level 3 alert, prohibiting residents from going out to seek safety and deploying drones throughout the city to track Hector.

This is no longer a war to capture prisoners, but a war between people and the city.

At this moment, Hector finally realized his childhood dream and became the focus of attention all over the world.

He was fascinated by the feeling, and even more fascinated by the aura of fear emanating from the city. This fear was like fresh, delicious food, something he could swallow with a mere sip, and a feeling of bliss spread from the depths of his heart.

In a sense, Hecate can no longer be considered human. His will is controlled by yellow energy, and he is only one step away from becoming a quasi-demon. When he is allowed to complete his transformation, the real disaster will befall him.

...

At 5 PM, 13 1A2SEP tanks entered the seaside town. Each tank bore a large number "4," a number with special significance. In the United States, only one unit's tanks are designated by a number: the 4th Mechanized Infantry Division, also known as the "Evergreen." The 4th Mechanized Infantry Division is the most powerful mechanized unit in the United States and a source of pride for the army.

Dick Cheney clearly paid a bloody price to take down Hector.

News of the tanks entering the city spread quickly. When Hector learned of this, he did not back down and descended like a god over the 4th Mechanized Infantry Division.

Commander Carrick, commander of the 4th Mechanized Infantry Division, turned on the communicator.

"Target spotted: Hikkat Hammond. Requesting orders."

Dick Cheney of the White House did not hesitate.

"Destroy it at all costs"

At his command, the cold-blooded Carrick raised his right hand.

Bang

A huge explosion rang out in the sky, and countless soldiers rushed out, taking up advantageous positions on both sides of the street, aiming their long and short guns at the giant monster in the sky.

Meanwhile, four missile trucks were parked in the suburbs, six F-16 fighter jets took off from the nearest airport, and sixteen giant cannons stood ready.

"freed!"

Carrick roared and swung his right arm violently.

In an instant, the sky collapsed, and countless bullets and shells poured down on him like a hurricane, the bullets intertwining to form an impenetrable net of fire.

The deafening roar, the steady red light connecting heaven and earth, and the marks left by bullets cutting through the air—scenes that only exist in movies and TV shows have now actually happened.

Nearby, five superhumans dressed in FBI uniforms watched nervously ahead. The intensity of the attack was beyond human endurance, and even if the aircraft carrier arrived, Maeve, Maeve's only woman, would not be able to control herself.

"Can it be done?"

Standarov Yao, the oldest of the five and the most seasoned representative of the Wan Tan faction, shook his head.

"I've seen his combat videos; his Nen power is at least seven times that of mine."

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The remaining people could hardly hide their shock: they had personally experienced Standalone's fighting prowess; his one-handed telekinesis was incredibly powerful, easily lifting a three-ton truck, while Hecate's ability was seven times stronger. Just how strong was he?

After a few seconds of silence, Standalov spoke.

"Don't even think about capturing them alive; do everything possible to end the battle." "Whatever you do, don't stay in the fight."

Upon seeing the extraordinary talent, everyone exchanged glances and nodded in unison. The order from above was to capture him alive, but an order is an order. It would be utterly useless to lose one's life in the process of capturing him alive.

Just then, the seven 1A2SEP tanks at the front opened fire simultaneously with a bang: explosives and bullets poured down on the giant monster in mid-air.

Carrick's gaze was fierce and murderous. The next second, as if he had been slapped, his expression froze instantly.

The air around Hecate suddenly surged and rotated clockwise, increasing in speed to form a visible vortex; the vortex had a very large radius, hundreds of meters, and twisted, tore, and changed everything around it with tremendous force.

The bullet lost focus, the shell traced an arc, and the ammunition that had entered the whirlwind exploded mysteriously.

The soldiers were stunned. They had never seen anything like it before. These were high-explosive armor-piercing rounds, and their trajectories had been deliberately altered.

Too much

Yan Guang opened his arms and laughed heartily; he liked this feeling.

bring it on

Shoot everyone, the more the better, the faster the better.

Carrick felt his dignity had been greatly insulted: no one had ever dared to underestimate the 4th Mechanized Infantry Division. In a fit of rage, he ordered his F-16s to attack, completely disregarding civilian casualties.

At the same time, five Tiger helicopters took off, each carrying two Vulcan 61 machine guns.

With a rumbling sound, the spiral-shaped armor-piercing projectile cut through the air, creating visible ripples.

Unlike ordinary ammunition, the No. 20 spiral armor-piercing projectile's high-speed rotation gives it powerful penetration and speed, and it can even penetrate a tank with a single shot. It can be said that this bullet is the ultimate attack of artillery weapons.

Under Carrick's unwavering gaze, dozens of spiral armor-piercing rounds plunged into the vortex. The tearing force of the spinning warheads clashed with the repulsive force of the air, causing most to deviate from their intended trajectories. However, two of them pierced through layers of obstacles, leaving two thick bloody streaks on Hector's ugly head.