My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

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Del felt as if everything around him was shut down.

Darkness and gloom surround him.

He could only hear the "click" sound of the alarm clock, which seemed to be amplified countless times, so harsh.

Immediately afterwards, his whole body tightened, and his body became tense.

His knees softened, his upper body sank suddenly, and his head almost hit the corner of the dresser.

At the same time, he let out a choked cry.

Milian stepped back in fright, not knowing what was going on.

She just punched the opponent, wouldn't it be so serious?

Del did not fall to the ground, but sat on his knees with his upper body upright.

Then, his back suddenly arched, and his shoulder blades hit the carpet heavily.

Milian rubbed her eyes.

It seemed that he hadn't reacted to what was happening in front of him.

There was a gurgling in Del's throat, and his cheeks flushed, then turned purple.

He seemed desperately trying to breathe, but it seemed his airway was blocked, and he couldn't get any air in.

His face turned purple like a fish that came ashore.

"What's the matter with you? Do you want to call an ambulance?"

Milian finally reacted, it may be the other party's disease.

She hurriedly ran to the counter, took out her mobile phone, and was about to call an ambulance.

Del, who was lying on the ground, started foaming at the mouth, his eyes turning red from the rupture of capillaries.

His tense body began to relax. At this time, he had no fighting spirit, his slender body began to limp, his head was tilted at a terrifying angle, and his face was pressed to the ground.

Then an even more unexpected scene happened.

The cockroach hiding at the bottom of the bed suddenly jumped out for some unknown reason. It stepped on Del's twisted upper lip like climbing a ladder, and its plump little body got into Del's side nostril with three strokes.

Milian took a deep breath, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

She apologized to Del to the mouth, but a throbbing of nausea went into her stomach.

After explaining the address to the doctor on the phone, he hung up, ran to the bathroom, and threw up on the toilet.

"I killed someone?!"

Miriam, whose body was trembling, was full of this thought.

what to do? Did I actually kill someone?

Milian felt a panic in her heart.

She was at a loss, her hands and feet were cold, and her mind had become blank at this time.

Bang!

Frankie and Huey slammed into the door and broke in.

Ignoring Milian's surprised look, Frankie crouched down to examine Del's body.

Then shook his head.

"He is dead!"

Hearing the words of the two strangers who suddenly broke in, Miriam finally couldn't help but slumped to the ground.

"You killed him!"

Frank stood up and looked Miriam in the eye.

"What?"

Huey made a surprised sound.

He pulled Frankie out of the room, "Frankie, you didn't tell me that just now. You said it was epilepsy, and it had nothing to do with this girl."

Huey felt that it would ruin this innocent girl.

"Huey, the recurrence of epilepsy can't be said to have nothing to do with this girl. Also, she is a superhuman, you can see her movements! Fast like a bullet, she is not an ordinary person at all, but a superhuman. "

"Yes, Frankie is right."

Butcher and "breast milk", Kimiko, who can't speak, appeared out of nowhere.

Butcher's mouth showed the usual **** smile, "To deal with those bastards, we need more chess pieces that can be used, and the girl inside is the one who can be used."

"Like how you dealt with the devil's claw girl?"

Huey felt that this group of people was too clueless.

"We could have rescued the landlord from the ass, just like we rescued the landlord who suffocated to death, but we didn't do anything. So, what's the difference between us and those **** in Walter?"

"Huey!"

Butcher grabbed Huey's collar and lifted him up, "To deal with wicked people, if you follow the rules, you will only fail. We were hundreds of meters away from the landlord who sucked the **** of the devil's claw, and we didn't know anything. can not do this."

"And now that **** in there! You think we'll just break in and put a wallet in his mouth so he can't bite his tongue? No, unless you're a magical witch to save him!"

Butcher put down Huey and looked him straight in the eyes, "We can't do anything, this is his destiny!"

After some words shocked Huey, Butcher led a few people into Milian's room.

"Hey! Don't get excited, we're here to help you!"

Butcher looked at Milian, who was in a state of collapse, raised his hand, and indicated that he had no weapons in his hand.

"We are here to help you without any malice!"

Butcher slowly walked to Del's body, lowered his waist, and examined it carefully.

Del's body was getting colder, eyes like corks about to pop on a champagne bottle.

Open his mouth and confirm that the other party died of epilepsy.

Butcher closed the door and said to Milian, "You have to believe us, we saw what this **** wanted to do to you, so we won't say it. What's your name?"

"Milian."

Milian is already like a wooden man, she will answer whatever others ask.

"OK, Miriam, we'll dispose of this body for you, it's easy."

Butcher calmed Milian's emotions.

"what do you want?"

Milian is not the kind of girl who doesn't understand anything, she sees the dark side of this society very clearly.

During her wanderings, Milian often took the big trucks that drove along the highway, and she had seen the faces of those bastards.

She knew there was no free lunch in this society.

"No, we don't need you to do anything!"

Butcher had an "I'm kind" look.

"We're a team, a team dealing with troublesome bastards. We can help you, and you can help us with little things, simple things, at least for you, you're a superhuman, right?"

"Yeah, I'm superhuman, how about you? Are you superterrorists?"

Milian regained some sanity~www.readwn.com~ She raised her head and looked at the group of people with cold eyes.

The guy she was talking to had a London accent with a fierce look on his face.

Behind him is a **** man with big muscles and looks like a **** who always dangles.

On the other side, there is a guy with a French accent, and a girly guy, and at the back is a woman with a disheveled hair covering her eyes.

These people don't look like good people.

So Miriam has reason to suspect that they are the super terrorists that are often reported in the news.

"Of course we are not!"

Butcher immediately denied it.

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