My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Watta, Vice President Zai's office.

Vice President Madeleine Stillwell, a middle-aged woman with long wavy blonde hair.

Although it has entered middle age, it still retains its charm due to proper maintenance.

Now she has a baby and is breastfeeding.

She poured a cup of coffee for the motherland, "Your speech at Pier 17 before, like a spring breeze, kindly showed your image - hope, baseball, America, sunshine. And the attack on the Ministry of Defense had a good effect, well done."

Madeleine was referring to a condolence speech made by the motherland at Pier 17 in New York after Flight 305 sank into the Atlantic Ocean.

At that mourning meeting, in front of many reporters, the natives expressed bitterly that they received news of the hijacking of the plane, and when they arrived at Flight 305, the plane had already crashed into the Atlantic Ocean.

His expression of sorrow and self-reproach were all expressions of his grief.

If she hadn't experienced it at the scene of the accident, Queen Maeve would have been moved by him.

"We got to the scene within three minutes of the plane crash, which was an avoidable tragedy. Why? Because we're not in the chain of command, if NORAD had notified us before sending the planes, then we could have saved them. , save 123 men, women and children."

All the media and mourners in the audience were infected by the indignation of the motherland.

"Motherlander!"

"The people of the motherland...!"

The people who didn't know the truth shouted the name of the people of the motherland to support him.

The faces of the people of the motherland are full of grief and sorrow, "So, go and tell your congressmen! Go and respond to them, and they will obey the public opinion. Let us work together to ensure that such a thing does not happen to our great motherland."

He took the embarrassed Queen Maeve's arm and shouted, "God bless you! God bless America!"

A rescue crisis was cleverly transformed by the motherland into a political event of "Should the Ministry of Defense allow superheroes to enter the game".

"Hmm, it's a matter of your own accord."

The natives put their hands on their waists, looking at the city skyline outside the window, with a faint smile.

He likes this kind of comfortable moment. When he saw Madeleine, he couldn't help but feel an urge in his heart.

An urge to become a baby.

"But..." Madeline put the milk bottle on the table back into her bag, buttoned her jacket, and said casually, "Have you heard about the mayor of Baltimore?"

The native suddenly stopped looking out of the window and turned to Madeleine, "I heard, I heard that his plane crashed. Engine failure or something. Well, there have been a lot of plane crashes recently!"

"It's scary..." Madeleine continued to clean up the desk, "I just met him on Tuesday, right here, in this office."

"Wow!" The corner of the motherland's mouth rose, showing a perfect fake smile, and spread his hands, "Open your hands and hug the child, right? Because you never know what will happen."

Madeleine walked up to him from behind the desk, "That's right, there's an interesting thing, you know? What Deep Sea told me, only me. He said the mayor's jet engine had burn marks, It appears to be caused by two strong beams of light that are about the width of a human eye."

The expressions of the natives were a little stiff, "If you have anything to say, say it directly."

"The timing isn't right, my dear. And that's not what you should do. You shouldn't destroy the little plane the mayor was on, it might make us passive."

The motherlander suddenly showed a hurt look on his face, his throat moved, and he sat on the sofa with a wry smile, "I heard your conversation, across the wall, he is using Compound No. 5 to blackmail you. How did he Do you know about Compound 5?"

"We won't talk about that now."

"Come on, Madeleine. You don't need to hide anything from me. I love Walter as much as you do, and I can do more."

"More? You've made $12.3 billion for us. I know you, my dear, and I know your love for Walter. But now, what you need you to do is confuse those congressmen out there. fascinated."

Like coaxing her own child, Madeline stroked the face of the motherland and comforted him softly.

"Yes, that's the only thing I can do. Sunny, handsome, like a puppet, 'oooooo' keeps saying prepared lines."

Like a child who lost his temper with his mother, the natives vented their dissatisfaction.

As a vice president of the company, Madeleine understands the temperament of the motherland.

Although powerful, he is also emotionally stable outside. But his real character is a little childish and needs to be coaxed.

So he hugged the people of the motherland and gently comforted, "You are our God, God is unique, God is pure and flawless. My dear, let me protect you, you don't need to be so restless."

"The Lamplighter has retired, and the Super Sevens need a new member. The selection of super rookies in the United States is about to begin. Are you willing to promote it?"

The natives took a deep breath of the long-lost taste, "Of course."

......

Water Tower, the women's bathroom.

Queen Maeve was finishing her makeup in front of the vanity mirror, facing the empty bathroom behind her, and said in an extremely unhappy tone: "Invisible man, you **** pervert, if I find you peeping in the women's bathroom again, I will Twist your leg!"

Queen Maeve scolded and left the bathroom.

After Maeve left, the invisible man appeared without a trace.

He held the wall of the bathroom and watched Maeve leave like a lunatic.

"Guru" rolled his eyes and smacked his lips regretfully.

A little hobby, but also threatened. As a Team, shouldn't we be inclusive and understand each other?

The shivering invisible man was thinking wildly when the internal communicator suddenly rang.

"Transparent, I am Anna from the Crime Analysis Department. I have sent the missing Snow Queen's last appearance to your personal terminal. The Security Department will cooperate with you to find..."

"Clap!"

The invisible man turned off the communicator.

"Damn, underestimate me? Who am I? The Super Seven, the most powerful people in the world, the defenders of the innocent. Looking for two missing superhumans, do I need the help of the security department? Go eat shit!"

He was very angry and felt that he was being underestimated.

After making his body transparent, he located the location provided by the crime analysis department, and the invisible man rushed to it quickly.

The surface of his body is made of super-carbon material, which is not only invisible, but also has a super defensive effect. Even if he encounters a super villain, as long as he is not as strong as the Super Seven, he is sure to retreat.

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