Comics: Superman?Lao Tzu, a native of the motherland

Chapter 38: Too lazy to talk but to listen (please follow up!)
Dark cell, bad smell.

It all sucks.

Geno lay on the dirty bed, stretched out his palm and looked at his fingers.

"Hey, man, what did you do to get in here?"

The inmate next door knocked on the wall: "Did you also offend some officer?"

The man sighed: "As long as you enter here, don't even think about getting out. Several of my inmates died of old age here."

"But luckily you're here, so I can have a cellmate so I won't feel lonely."

Just as the man was complaining, there was a sound of footsteps in his ears.

Jeno opened his eyes.

I saw Peggy and Phillips arriving at the door of the prison at some point.

"Jeno, go quickly, we have applied for bail for you in the name of the Strategic Science Group!"

Because of her nervousness, Peggy's nose was covered with beads of sweat. She clenched her fists and said anxiously, "I'm very worried about you."

The acquisition company was not as important as Geno's safety, so Peggy still chose to find Phillips to explain the situation, and then the two rushed to rescue Geno.

The inmates on the side simply doubted their own ears. The guy next door had only been in for less than three and ten minutes, and someone was already here to "rob the prison"?

Geno felt helpless and asked this woman to buy the company, but she went to find Phillips.

But I was still a little moved in my heart. She cared about herself even in times of crisis. She was a good girl.

Phillips also nodded and patted the chubby general’s belly with a smile.

"Yes, Jeno, let's get out of here first, let's go to see the president and explain the situation together!"

He watched Geno become stronger step by step, and the old man's feelings for Geno were more like a teacher-student relationship.

Geno was the best soldier he had ever seen, and he would never let Geno be locked up in prison for the rest of his life.

Jeno stood up from the bed, rested on the railing, stretched out his hand, and rubbed his companion's face helplessly:

"You misunderstood."

"If I wanted to escape, this prison wouldn't be able to contain me."

As he spoke, Geno stretched out his five fingers to hold the steel, and applied gentle force. The originally strong steel was easily bent by him.

"Then, are you staying here?"

Phillips asked curiously, he couldn't understand what Geno was doing.

Geno put his hands behind his back.

"Haha, if I stay here, I'm naturally waiting for the people at the Pentagon to beg me to leave."

"Ah this."

Phillips looked strange and stared at Geno with sympathy in his eyes. Is this young man crazy? Those old guys want to kill you, so why would they ask you to go out?
Phillips' strange gaze fell on Geno.

But Geno wasn't going to explain. Just as he was trying to get Phillips and the others to leave, his super hearing heard a bunch of people approaching.

With a smile on his lips, Geno turned to the two of them and said, "The people from the Pentagon are here."

The fun is about to begin.

Peggy and Peggy were a little embarrassed and quickly moved to the corner.

Geno lay back on the bed and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Dense and crisp footsteps came from the corridor.

The military boots made a clicking sound when stepping on the iron plate.

The gossiping man next door quickly got up. This kind of excitement did not happen every day. He rested on the railing and looked outside.

I saw that the original corridor was crowded with big shots carrying the Resistance Star on their shoulders.

The man's eyes fell on the shoulders of these old men.

"They are all admirals!?"

He rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe what he saw. These high-ranking figures usually sit in the Pentagon. Why are they all in prison today?
Who is the inmate next door?

"Don't look at things you shouldn't!"

The leading general glared at the man angrily, and the man shrank his head in fright, and had no choice but to lean against the wall and eavesdrop.

Peggy and Phillips couldn't help but be surprised. They didn't expect the military to really come looking for Geno?

now,

Geno, however, put his head in his hands and closed his eyes. At some point, he lay down on the dirty wooden bed again.

But outside the door was a group of military bosses looking eagerly at Geno.

"Hurry, open the cell door to Colonel Geno!" The general named Kailan was smiling eagerly at this moment, and there was no clue that the other man wanted to kill Geno just a day ago.

"Why are our great heroes locked up?"

A group of generals chimed in and said nice things while secretly observing Geno's reaction from the corner of their eyes.

But Geno had his eyes closed as if he were asleep. If he hadn't been shaking his feet gently, everyone would have thought that this guy was asleep.

Several old guys exchanged glances, and the leader, Admiral Kailan, smiled and smoothed things over:
"Colonel Geno, the misunderstanding has been resolved. Come out quickly."

After saying that, the old man wanted to walk into the cell.

But the next second, Geno slowly opened his eyes, and two hot lasers carved a one-meter-deep ravine at the entrance of the cell.

Geno stared at everyone expressionlessly and pointed to the cell.

"Whoever enters will die! I am a criminal tried by a military court. You cannot enter the criminal's cell without permission!"

The way he swore so confidently made Peggy in the corner laugh. This guy still has such bad intentions.

Kailan, the leader, looked ugly. It seemed that the other party would not let them step down easily.

Suppressing his anger, Kailan still had to smile flatteringly.

"Colonel Geno, if you have anything to say, please tell me. If you need anything, just tell us and we will help you solve it."

"You can put forward any requirements or conditions."

There was no way, the super soldiers created by the military were so disappointing that the president was furious in the office and communicated with the capital behind these generals that if the war was lost because of them, these people would have to get out of the Pentagon.

Therefore, no matter what, they must get Jeno's forgiveness.

"Requirement? Condition?"

Geno raised his eyebrows and stood up with a smile.

He walked slowly to the cell door.

"I'm too lazy to tell you, you don't deserve to listen,

Let Charlie come and talk to me in person. "

Geno has always had a clear distinction between love and hate. Whoever brought him in will be the one to talk to him personally.

What kind of skill is it to hide behind the scenes and be an old turtle?
A group of generals looked at each other, it seemed that this matter was a bit difficult to handle.

They summoned a soldier and quickly conveyed Geno's request to Charlie.

Charlie, who was hiding outside the door, couldn't help but blushed angrily when he heard Geno's request.

"This nasty little bastard!"

Charlie was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but for the sake of power and position, the old man could only hold his nose and agree.

He took quick steps and quickly arrived at the cell where Geno was being held.

"Hehehe, Colonel Geno, it was all a misunderstanding before."

Old man Charlie squinted his eyes and looked like a kind grandfather next door.

But in his heart, the old man planned to increase the super soldier experiment. He felt that the previous experiments were because the number of people was too small.

"Admiral Charlie, it's not impossible to get me out."

Geno didn't bother to waste time with this group of people. He just vented his anger a little, and there would be plenty of opportunities to deal with these old guys in the future.

Jeno held out a finger.

"First, I want to become a general."

"This is impossible!"

Charlie subconsciously refused. He must not let Geno become the first general in the United States under the age of 20.

"Oh, then there's no need to talk about it."

Geno sat back on the bed again, even crossing his legs leisurely and whistling, making Charlie's teeth itch with the rogue look.

"Okay, I agree."

Charlie lowered his eyes slightly and pinched his nose to accept the condition.

Geno stood up again and walked slowly to Charlie.

The two looked at each other, and Geno stretched out a finger again.

"Secondly, I want all of you to bow down and apologize to me and publish it in the newspapers."

The best way to deal with hungry wolves is to hurt them and let them know that they are not easy to bully.

Otherwise, do you really think that he is made of dough and is easy to bully?How many times can anyone come up and step on it?
　Thank you to Mr. Afternoon Sleep for your monthly ticket support, thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)