I made up myths in America

Chapter 41 Big scene, out of control
At this right time and in this right place, the power in my body suddenly got out of control
Both the experienced George Gently and Ray Kelly could see what Christine meant.

I couldn't accept that I had to protect a group of insects like that, so I went on strike.

The two of them were so happy that they naturally didn't expose it.

Instead, let someone notify the "big shots" on the list and let them fend for themselves.

"what??"

As a result, Congressman Stone, who was the first to receive the call, was completely stunned after hearing what the investigation team member on the other end of the phone said in a slightly tactful tone.

He has never done this.

Although Wilson Paul was indeed a black glove for some of them, and occasionally helped them find some young girls.

But Congressman Stone remembered clearly that none of the girls he had slept with were eight years old, let alone Frank Clinton's daughter.

If that were true, why would he have let Wilson Paul live until now? He would have sent someone to kill him long ago.

"This"

Although Congressman Stone's words on the phone were not so blatant and had been appropriately modified, Ray Kelly and George Gently, who were listening in, still understood what he meant.

Unexpectedly, the two people who had been accusing Wilson Paul of lying before his death exchanged a strange glance before saying, "Senator Stone, we'll listen to your explanation, but I'm afraid Frank Clinton won't."

"Fake."

Even Congressman Stone, who always maintains a polite, gentlemanly and elite image in public, couldn't help but blush and swear at this moment.

He hung up the phone in a hurry, then made another call, asking his friends in the FBI to help investigate which reckless bastard had touched Frank Clinton's daughter and had no brains to send someone to silence her in time.

"found it."

The FBI is also very efficient.

The reply came in less than half a day.

It was none other than someone in their network, Ernest Joseph, the recently famous head of the Harrisburg military base.

This guy was arrested and imprisoned some time ago because he launched cruise missiles privately, but he had no outstanding achievements. Even his base was destroyed by an Indian witch. He was charged with a total of 23 counts in the military court.

Maybe he doesn't even know what he has done wrong, so naturally he wouldn't think of sending someone to silence him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, how could there be such an incompetent idiot who could even attack an eight-year-old girl?"

This news from the FBI completely broke down Congressman Stone.

He paced back and forth in his bedroom, knowing that no matter what, he had been dragged into the trap of Wilson Paul.

Now the only thing to do is to leave temporarily
Before Congressman Stone could pick up his cell phone and call his secretary to book him the fastest flight to the Vatican, someone suddenly and silently appeared in his bedroom.

Although the other party had a strange face and did not display his iconic black flame ability, Senator Stone guessed his identity at the first moment.

"Wait, Officer Frank, I'm really sorry about what happened to you, but it really has nothing to do with me."

He spoke these words at the fastest speed in his life. The stranger opposite him didn't change his expression, and his tone was as cold as ice:

"Of course I know. I got everything out of Wilson Paul. But to me, there's no essential difference between you scumbags. You all deserve to go to hell."

"Do not!!"

Hearing these words, Congressman Stone's heart sank to the bottom, and then accompanied by the terrifying black flames burning on his body, he screamed and let out a painful wail that was not like a human.

The next morning, the murder of the entire family of Stone Miller, the youngest New York City councilman, became a hot topic in major news media.

People were excitedly discussing whether this incident had anything to do with the Ghost Rider, Frank Collin.
After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the remaining traces of fire burns are too similar to the other party's superpowers.

Some people have begun to believe that Frank Clinton must have sold his soul to the devil in exchange for his current evil and powerful power, so much so that young and promising political elites like Stone Miller have begun to fall victim to his murderous hands.

Well, even though this statement is a bit off-base, it still gives a pretty good summary of Frank.

Influenced by the murder of his daughter and the evil fire power in his body, the once upright and kind-hearted Officer Frank has become much more violent and bloodthirsty.

Even Lu Bai, the instigator, discovered this.

"So, besides me, after gaining the innate abilities of a strange beast, will everyone else be significantly affected by the beast's personality?!"

In the villa in Queens, Lu Bai touched his chin, looking thoughtful, and silently took note of this in his heart.

Among the four talents he has copied so far, [Karma Fire] is the only one that comes from the ferocious beast Ring Dog. He was indeed a bit negligent in this regard.

However, it is not a big problem.

After all, he was cosplaying as the demon king Mephisto, who gave Frank this power.

It's probably normal that the power bestowed upon humans by the devil has problems.

Compared with the benefits gained from this wave of Christianity, this flaw is not worth mentioning at all.

Although there was no big event, the power of vows increased by nearly 100,000 during this period, which made Lu Bai sigh: "Christianity is still the best."

It’s no exaggeration to say that they can become the world’s largest religion. They have a solid mass base.

These people in the Western world really believe this.

Lu Bai even had a bit of evil thoughts. If he played the role of God or an angel, how much power of wishes would he gain?

Unfortunately, the talents he has currently copied are not suitable for impersonating those birdmen.

"How about going to the Mountain and Sea Realm to take a look?"

This thought arose in Lu Bai's mind, but he quickly gave up.

There was no rush. As someone who had a God's perspective to some extent, he could sense that Frank Clinton was on the verge of losing control, and the negative emotions accumulated in his body were about to reach their limit.

Perhaps the big scene he has been longing for is about to happen.

(End of this chapter)