People in Marvel: I am a super native of the motherland

Chapter 56 People from the motherland who love to learn foreign languages
"Okay, okay, you did a great job." After hearing the vice president's actions, John praised him repeatedly.

John was a little pleased to think that after the old wall lamp Ross died, all the property he left behind would belong to him.

"Thank you for the compliment. In fact, there is one thing that I am good at making my own decisions." The vice president whispered.

John didn't speak and waited for the next step, but the other party said uneasily: "I personally think that regarding the matter between you and General Ross, it is actually better to dissolve enemies than to end them."

"Huh?" Hearing what the other party said, John's eyes narrowed: "Vice President, are you awake?"

At this moment, John decided that if the guy in front of him didn't have enough reasons, let him line up with Rose for target shooting.

In fact, if this guy's previous behavior hadn't made him think there was something hidden, he wouldn't even want to hear the reason and would have turned him into a puddle of blood and mud with his heat vision.

"Actually, it's like this. There is also a Ross family behind Thaddeus Ross. After they learned about this, they came to me to communicate with you on your behalf." The vice president explained in a low voice.

"So you took advantage of him to persuade me to let Ross go? You shouldn't be so stupid, right?" John asked.

"Of course not. Ross's behavior has seriously endangered national security. Not killing him is not enough to make the people angry." Rodriguez was filled with indignation, and then said: "But the Ross family behind them feels that doing so may not be enough to calm your anger. So I want to compensate you a little more.”

"Oh, what's their compensation?" John's lips curled up. If he had known that there was a Ross family behind Ross, he might have actually killed them.

"The Ross family is considering your current high school education, so it feels it is necessary to find a tutor for you to make up for your studies!" Rodriguez said with a serious face: "Isn't it that General Ross's daughter happens to be a graduate of Culver University? Professor, so I was thinking..."

"Hmm?...Hmm!" John's eyes widened slightly, he put his hand to his lips and lowered his voice: "Sure!"

'Plan goes through! Rodriguez, who knew something was going to happen through John's expression, was overjoyed.

He explained: "After my negotiation, Betty Ross also agreed to the compensation conditions for helping you study. She is currently living in Ross's seaside villa."

"Her father is going to be killed by me. Can she agree? It's not sweet to be forced. If she doesn't want to, forget it and let her go with her father."

"Of course there is no problem. In order to make up for the process of teaching you, I have personally paid her some compensation that is difficult to refuse. I guarantee that she is absolutely voluntary and you should not be burdened." Rodriguez affirmed.

"Okay, okay, you did a good job." John patted Rodriguez on the shoulder with surprise and said: "How did you know that I like to study? It's better to dissolve an enemy than to make a knot!"

"You are ridiculous." Rodriguez looked at the time and said, "General Ross is about to be executed. Let's go inside first."

John nodded and continued walking inside, and the Vice President wisely followed behind him.

Walking into the execution ground of the prison, John noticed the hooded old figure in the center of the place almost immediately.

At this moment, Rose's original neat military uniform had been replaced by orange prison clothing made of rough linen. He was being forced to kneel and locked on the ground, with his hands and feet shackled at the same time.

His injured body that needed rest was forced into this prison uniform posture, and the severe pain caused him to be soaked in cold sweat.

But even so, he continued to fight, and his old and hoarse voice kept shouting.

"This is definitely a conspiracy. I was definitely framed. I demand a retrial!"

"Does anyone know me? I am General Ross. Whoever can save me, I will divide my property with him equally!" "Shall we talk? This is definitely a misunderstanding. I don't care who the person behind you is. Whatever your needs are, I will answer them."

……

Ross shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice deformed by the physical pain, like a leaky sack.

Looking at Rose's hunched body, John raised the corners of his mouth and stepped forward to take off the hood on his head.

"General Ross, do you recognize me?" John asked.

The hood was taken off, and the changes in the surrounding light made Rose's eyes temporarily uncomfortable. After a few seconds, the surrounding light stopped irritating him, and when he looked at John's face, Rose's eyes immediately widened: "Nemesis!"

"Pa!" John slapped him down to the ground: "The nemesis is dead. You killed him. Now I call him a native of the motherland."

Ross lay on the ground, and the pressure from the ground caused severe pain in his cracked bones, but the physical pain could not cover up the confusion in his mind.

He never expected that the culprit who caused all his pain would be his nemesis who should have died.

Seeing that the other party was still in a daze, John directly pulled his head, lifted him up and said: "How about, let me express my feelings, just like before."

"Kill me." Ross said directly.

After knowing that the person who captured him was his nemesis, he had given up hope of living.

"Tsk!" Seeing the other person's tough look, John smacked his lips in displeasure and slapped him to the ground again.

Looking at the other party's swollen blue and black cheeks, John smiled and said: "Don't worry, you will never survive. I will release your dirty information when the time comes, and then cast you into a kneeling steel statue in Times Square." statue."

"You..." After hearing that he was still in danger after his death, Ross stared at John fiercely.

"As for the family behind you, I have a kind heart and will not touch them. After all, it is better to dissolve enemies than to end them."

John stood up and left, saying lightly before leaving: "Don't worry, I will take good care of your daughter for you."

"Betty! Nemesis, you ******..." At this moment, Ross completely broke his guard, like a hunting dog that had its limbs broken and was cornered, barking at John continuously.

"Keep talking, I'm listening!" John looked indifferent, walked to the side and sat down in front of the seat specially prepared for him by the Vice President, then crossed his legs and waved lightly.

The people in charge of the execution immediately raised their guns and pointed them at Rose's head, but were stopped the next moment by John.

"Stop, stop, what are you doing, a semi-automatic rifle?" John said sternly: "Change it to a Thompson submachine gun.",

"And don't let others see the joke and think we can't afford bullets." John ordered: "There are enough bullets. Shoot him a thousand rounds first. When we weigh him before cremation, I want to see how heavy he is." Ten pounds!”

"Meet all the requirements of the motherland." The vice president stood aside and nodded, and the people below immediately began to prepare submachine guns for target shooting at Ross!
Today, the sound of target shooting in the prison continued intermittently for several minutes, during which time the bullets were changed dozens of times.

The person who gathered the body said that after a lot of searching, they finally managed to collect Ross's fragments in the bomb pile!
(End of this chapter)