My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

At an altitude of 40,000 feet above the earth's surface, Wei Chen was flipping through a magazine.

This is first class on an international flight in New York—a place with its own peculiar customs and rituals.

The magazine covered the story of Superman eliminating bank robbers.

No, the superman in this world should be called the motherlander. He has the same super strength and super defense as Clark Kent, and also has laser eyes and flying ability.

A guy who is comparable to Superman.

Wei Chen frowned as he looked at the unlucky robber's arm melted by laser eyes in the magazine.

The page-turning is a high-definition close-up of Queen Maeve who has spread across pages.

Queen Maeve, the "Wonder Woman" of this world.

She has the same abilities as the Wonder Woman that Wei Chen knew from the previous life - wearing a headband, wearing a leather jacket, and likes to fight criminals everywhere.

And like Wonder Woman, she has a pair of proud twin peaks.

The world Wei Chen travels through is a world with superheroes.

Not Marvel's Women's Federation world, nor DC's Zhenglian world.

It is a world of "superhero entertainment".

The superheroes of this world belong to an organization called Walter International.

Although they also fight criminals and fight for justice, most of the time they are busy with promotional photo shoots, company openings, luxury endorsements, and public welfare speeches. They are more like idols than superheroes.

The Ginger Coke in Wei Chen's hands was endorsed by a superhero called "Prince of Nubia".

To be honest, he has never seen any "Prince of Nubia".

The ghost knows which small city this is the superhero stationed in.

Wei Chen, a good young man in China in the 21st century, is a good boy who likes smoking, drinking and swearing.

Once crossed the road, he was knocked down by the outlaw madman Zhang San, and accidentally crossed into this world.

With excellent survival skills, even if he did not cross the plug-in, Wei Chen still achieved a new identity in Brooklyn, New York, and started a new life.

Now his English name is - Eric Xavier.

At this time, there was a sullen customer in the first class cabin, a curly-haired youth in his 30s sitting in a 2D seat.

"2D Man" put down the glass and shouted, "Hey, I'm talking to you! Refill! My glass is empty."

A slender flight attendant with brown hair stuck his head out of the cabin, "Sir, the captain has turned on the seat belt indicator, and the drink supply has been temporarily stopped."

"For God's sake, just hand me two bottles of wine, we're only eight feet apart."

The onboard phone suddenly remembered, the flight attendant breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed the microphone, finally being able to get rid of this annoying passenger.

"2D Man" turned his gaze to Wei Chen, who was facing him.

This Asian man is very handsome, about 20 years old, with short black hair, a thin face, tough facial features, and firm eyes.

But inexplicably made the "2D man" unhappy.

Probably because there are men who are more handsome than me in the first class cabin.

Just as he was about to trouble the Asian, he suddenly heard a dull voice.

"boom!"

It came from the economy class at the back.

After a moment of silence, the economy-class passengers roared.

The sound of panic and crying came from the first class cabin.

Wei Chen tore his seat belt, opened the curtain, and looked towards the economy class.

"Dear gentlemen and ladies, congratulations, you encountered the rarest hijacking incident in history, please fasten your seat belts in your seats, otherwise I will not guarantee your safety."

A short, stout black man in a North Carolina cap, holding a nail gun, aimed at the panicked passengers.

A black accomplice stood at the front and rear ends of the economy class to prevent anyone from breaking in.

Wei Chen was about to stand up when the curtains between the first class and the economy class were suddenly pulled open, and there were big fat robbers who broke in one after another.

The first reaction of those who see him will suspect that he is an extra from the movie "Mad Max" starring Mel Gibson.

Nearly two meters tall, he looked like a mountain, his body was uneven, his muscles and fat were stacked on each other, and his arms as thick as branches were covered with tattoos.

He held an art knife, "Don't move any of it, don't shout. Otherwise I'll cut off your disgusting noses and stick a juniper flower on it."

"Hey, man, take it easy! I'll give you whatever you want. Do you know who my father is? Norton Shaw, the rich man, America's 'magic bread'."

"2D Man" raised his hands, as if he wanted to negotiate some necessary for his own safety.

"Are you **** looking down on me?" The fat man put the art knife between the neck of "2D Man" and spit out, "If you dare to say more, I will cut off your tongue."

"2D Man" turned pale, but still squeezed out a smile, "Man, I have always respected you, just like I did to my mother."

Fatty was completely enraged by the "2D man", he pulled him up and grabbed his throat.

"2D Man" lifted his feet off the ground, stuck out his bright red tongue, and slapped Fatty's arms with both hands.

The other passengers in the first class had been frightened into quails, huddled in their seats, shaking like chaff.

Wei Chen has been an indifferent bystander until the "2D Man"'s lips turned purple and black, and he stood up from his seat.

"Hello, sir, I think I have to explain it to you."

"what?"

He asked with a relaxed expression, as if he didn't remember at all that there was a dying person hanging in his hand.

"2D Man"'s legs have softened.

"The one who was about to be strangled by you."

"uh-huh?"

Wei Chen organized the language, "He's my brother. He... has a problem, first of all, he is not polite. Second, his name is Ashley, a man's name is this, what the **** is he? Mother, you can probably guess the same. Besides, he is at least moderately retarded. In fact, I said that 80% of him are mentally retarded, and you will probably not object. "

Although "2D Man" was about to be strangled to death, he still rolled his eyes at him.

"My mother often fed him fertilizer when he was a child. I think she probably wanted to make up for the mistake of not having an abortion in time when she was pregnant."

Wei Chen's expression is very sincere, UU reading www. uukanshu.com "Please don't strangle him if you can."

"Pfft!"

A blond beauty in seat "1C" couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

The smiling blond woman looks like America's sweetheart, Meg Ryan, and immediately attracted the fat man's attention.

"Plop!"

"2D Man" was thrown on the ground by the fat man.

"Boy, you should tie a dog leash to your brother, and then bring him a helmet."

"I will think about it."

"2D Man" knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, stroking his throat non-stop.

Fatty walked up to the "1C" beauty, leaned forward, and pressed down like a mountain.

"Little girl, tell me your name."

The fat robber seems to be interested in beautiful women.

The beauty curled up near the cabin wall and replied weakly, "Harper, Harper Lane."

"Very well, Miss Lane, I invite you to come to the bathroom to share your life experience with me. Do you like hot cigarettes, belts, or golf shoes? I have to say, I like to do some fun."

The fat man swam over the beauty with his coveted eyes.

Wei Chen's thoughts changed, the current situation could not be fooled by words alone.

Although now is not the time to start, he will not just watch a beautiful woman fall into the tiger's mouth like this.

As an intelligence dealer who has been wandering in the gray border area all the year round, Wei Chen's skills are not comparable to ordinary people.

He suddenly jumped behind the fat man, stretched out his foot, and kicked him in the crotch.

To Wei Chen's surprise, this kick didn't have any effect.

A word instantly popped into my mind: superhuman!