Become the ultimate creature from the black robe

Chapter 137 Who made me a storm? I can do whatever I want

"Isn't this Ryan, the son of the people from the motherland? He seems to be training, why don't we take a look together." The storm girl, who has super hearing like the people from the motherland, happened to pass by the door of the training room and happened to hear the conversation between the two dialogue.

I saw her holding a selfie stick and walking into the training room.

"Hey, people from the motherland, Jervis, quickly say hello to the audience in the live broadcast room." Storm smiled and pointed the phone screen at the two.

"I originally planned to show you the Water Building, but I didn't expect there would be a pleasant surprise."

Storm Girl's live broadcast room was extremely lively. Xia Shang glanced at it and found that the number of people watching the live broadcast was as high as one million. You must know that this data is difficult even for professional anchors. It can be seen that Storm Girl is very good at using Using social software to promote herself, her number of followers on Twitter has surpassed that of Starlight, Deep Sea, and Maeve.

And lag behind only the natives of the motherland!
"Motherland, I love you to death!"

"Good morning, people of the motherland."

"America's superhero."

Commenting on Qing Yishui is brushing the motherland, of course, there are also some weird barrages mixed in, such as I want to be the dog of the goddess of the storm, I want to kiss the motherland, black people get out of the live broadcast room... But these barrages are very fast It was covered by the new barrage.

Not many people mentioned Xia Shang, and the only one or two words that appeared were not good.

After all, Storm is an extreme racist, and the fans who are attracted to her are naturally indispensable.

"It's nice to meet you all." The native of the country showed a sunny smile on the screen of his mobile phone, but when he saw the popularity of the live broadcast room, a gloomy glint flashed in his eyes, but he covered it up well.

"Storm, I remember that the Water Tower is not allowed to broadcast live."

Xia Shang said calmly.

Storm shrugged, "Who made me a storm? I can do whatever I want, not to mention that Edgar has already allowed it."

She took back the selfie stick and smiled at the audience: "Next, let us watch Ryan's training process together. I think you are also very curious, yes, I am too."

As she spoke, she walked behind Ryan, put one arm on Ryan's shoulder, and pointed the phone at Ryan at a thirty-degree angle.

Ryan, who was at a loss, cast a look at Xia Shang asking for help.

This scene even made the people of the motherland laugh angrily, and he was there!Ryan actually asked Jervis for help?What do you mean, look down on his father?Feeling ashamed, the motherlander's eyes glowed red, and he shot Storm Girl's cell phone.

Then, he walked in front of the storm girl and stared at the storm girl with azure blue pupils, "Listen, there is only one person in this world who can say and do whatever he wants, and that person is me! Homelanders!"

After a few seconds of silence, Storm Girl suddenly smiled and said, "Old Antique, you will eventually be eliminated. Guess who will be the new spokesperson of the Super Seven."

Watching the motherlander's face turn from white to blue, with blue veins popping up at the temples, the corners of Storm Girl's mouth raised, and she left the training room without looking back.

After the storm girl left.

I saw the man of the motherland put his right hand on Xia Shang's shoulder, his expression was extremely terrifying, like a volcano about to erupt, which would explode at the touch of a touch, he put his head close to Xia Shang, staring at Xia Shang with his scarlet eyes , and then said in a hoarse voice: "Tell Edgar, I want to kill someone!"

Ryan, who was on the side, was frightened to speak for the first time when he saw the people of the motherland who were in a rage.

"He will not agree." Xia Shang's eyes did not dodge and he looked directly at the people of his motherland.

"Then I'll kill him! Let you become President Walter!"

At this moment, the people of the motherland have been filled with anger. If there is not a sliver of reason left, he would have done it just now.

"Mr. Motherlander, are you joking?" Xia Shang narrowed his eyes and said calmly.

"What do you think? Don't think that I can't see your little thoughts. How does it feel to be denied by Edgar? It's uncomfortable. If that's the case, I'll help you get rid of Edgar..." The voice of the native man was low , with a fierce look in his eyes.

"What about the price?"

"Water in the future, I want to keep my word!"

The meaning of the people from the motherland is obvious. As long as Xia Shang agrees, he will help Xia Shang become the president of Water, and the price is to become a puppet of his motherland.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in this, if there's nothing else, then I'll leave first."

After finishing speaking, Xia Shang took a step back and broke free from the shackles of the palm of the motherland.

"Really?" The motherlander closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all the red light had disappeared.

"I don't care what method you use to contact Billy. As long as he can kill Storm Girl, I will give him Becca's address. At the same time, I will arrange a few superhumans for him. In short, I want Storm Girl disappear before me."

In the end, the motherland people passed by Xia Shang and disappeared into the training room.

The people of the motherland understand that if Storm Girl is allowed to develop like this, his status will be shaky.

Later, he met Xingguang in the elevator, and before Xingguang could react, he grabbed Xingguang by the neck and pressed her against the wall: "I hate traitors the most, and they are disobedient traitors, you have let me down!" My expectations!"

Xingguang immediately understood that the people of the motherland blamed Huey on her.

"I just want to hand him over to the police."

"I know, you are in the same group. If you were not in the way, then I should be the one who killed the terrorists." Feeling more and more difficult to breathe.

It turned out to be because of Storm.

Fortunately, Xingguang responded in time, and she immediately said: "That day, Storm didn't seriously look for criminals at all, her attention was all on superhumans, she deliberately... deliberately took your credit, I was on your side Yes, always have been."

The motherlander stared at the starlight and listened to her heartbeat at the same time. After finding nothing abnormal, he let go of his hands.

"I hope you didn't lie, otherwise the consequences... are."

The motherland man pressed his right hand against the side wall, then waited for the elevator door to open and walked out.

At this time, Xingguang, who was breathing rapidly, caught a glimpse of the palm prints on the wall from the corner of her eye. She slid down limply and finally sat on the ground.

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at the same time.

Breast milk carried Huey on the train to North Carolina.

On the train, the two looked around vigilantly. They were able to board the train thanks to the help of Frankie's underworld friend, who gave each of them a brand new identity certificate, but even so, they still put on a disguise.

"America is the America of white people, keep those bastards away from America, this place does not belong to them."

A passenger sitting next to them was watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone.

"Isn't this Walt's latest superhero, Storm? Is she a racist?" Huey couldn't hold back his curiosity, and leaned over to take a look.

"I don't know, but what she said was very interesting. Are you... Arabs?" The passenger looked at Huey with a cloth wrapped around his head and a mask, and reflexively moved his butt to the side.

In the United States, people dressed like this are generally either Arabs or terrorists, and he hopes to be the former.

"I'm from New York, and this is my hat." Huey's attire is quite different from that of Arabs. He covered himself with a black cloth first, and then put on his hat, but the hat is also black, so it doesn't matter. Too obvious.

The white passenger was also a New Yorker, and the two of them chatted quickly.

"I see. This is performance art. Young people like it very much. Last time I went to the West Coast, I saw a lot of young people like this." The white passenger looked about 50 or [-] years old, with pale skin , but very strong.

Huey didn't want to pursue the subject further.

"Is the Storm girl very popular?" Huey asked.

"Of course, her speech is always very powerful, and what she said is also very reasonable. Those outsiders are robbing us of our living space. If we don't drive them out, our work will one day be destroyed by those black people." The ghost snatched it away." The white passenger said while looking at the mother's milk with repulsive eyes.

Breastfeeding doesn't feel like it, to be honest, he's used to it.

However, the black guy sitting in front of them couldn't bear it any longer. He got up viciously, stared at the white passenger and said, "You white-skinned pig have the ability to say it again."

"Fack squid! Nigga!" The white passenger didn't mind him at all, and directly raised his middle finger at him.

All of a sudden, the whole carriage became lively.

In the United States, the relationship between these two races was already tense, and the appearance of Storm Girl intensified the contradiction between the two.

"Motherfucker!" God knows, where the black guy pulled out a pistol. This thing is not allowed to be brought on the train. The black guy fired several shots at the white passenger. In an instant, the head of the white passenger The flesh was bloody, and the blood even spattered Huey's face.

boom!
"Fake squid! Robbery! Shut up!"

Amid the screams of the passengers, several more black men took out pistols from under their seats and threatened everyone: "Hand over your valuables, now!"

Only then did Huey and Breast Milk realize that they were experiencing a terrorist attack.

"Dude, I'm not familiar with him, really." Huey looked at the open backpack in the black man's hand, then at the pistol on his forehead, and consciously took out his mobile phone and tens of dollars in change, and put them in the black in the backpack.

However, that's when breast milk does the same.

But the terrorist looked at his face and said, "Forget it, I guess it's nothing interesting."

Then, he slapped Huey on the face viciously with his pistol, "Be honest, don't tell me, you only have this little money with you."

Huey almost wanted to cry, because he really had this little money on him.

Originally, he still had some savings, but after being hustled by Billy, there was not much left, and his bank account had been banned by the government, and the remaining US$1000 and two hundred and twenty-one could not be withdrawn.

(End of this chapter)