American Comics: I Died at the Hand of Thor, and Became a Rule-Based Ghost Story

That.

That's it...

Various concerns weighed heavily on the minds of many lawmakers.

This leads to.

They were very fast this time.

I said goodbye casually.

It took less than ten seconds.

The high-ranking person and his entourage dispersed in a flurry, each heading towards their own home.

Whether it's the King of America or a group of members of parliament.

After seeing that there was absolutely no hope.

They chose to flee to other countries almost without hesitation.

Not a single person stayed behind, intending to hold out to the death.

after all.

They also possess enormous wealth.

This wealth was enough for them to live a carefree life until they died.

Fury looked at the empty ground in front of him.

A mocking smile crept onto his face.

"What a bunch of cowards."

"They're all talk and no action on TV all day. When it comes to real work, they're just a bunch of useless trash."

If it was before.

As the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Fury would never say that.

But the boat.

At this moment, he had already submitted to Su Lin.

I couldn't stand these congressmen and the way the king was doing things.

He spat it out.

He cursed out loud.

After he finished yelling, Fury suddenly felt a tickling and swollen sensation in his eyes.

Chapter 150: Ten Million Square Kilometers, America Falls!

What happened to my eyes?

Fury was surprised by what he found.

His own eye, which had been blinded by the Devouring Beast.

Nourished by a dark force.

It has miraculously recovered completely.

Furthermore, he awakened a superpower: the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception!

"It's the boss's power!"

He realized what was happening and was overjoyed.

The blindfold slipped off.

The world became clear again.

Why did the boss's power suddenly descend upon me?

Fury thought about it carefully.

Before him.

The only thing they did was to vehemently criticize the American king and his members of parliament.

The boss doesn't like these people?

Think of this.

Fury looked at the backs of those people.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"You bunch of idiots, stop right there!"

Suddenly, Frey shouted.

This gave the American president and his group of members of parliament, who were planning to flee, a huge fright.

They turned around.

It turned out that the speaker was Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

His face suddenly darkened.

"Frey, how dare you!"

"Does the bureau chief not want to keep his job? How dare he talk to us like that?"

“Frey, you’ve offended us. Your job is over. Don’t come to S.H.I.E.L.D. tomorrow.”

The President of the United States and a group of members of parliament.

They all cursed at Fury.

then.

They were afraid of retaliation.

Get away from Frey at a faster speed.

They ran outside.

As he watched them flee, a cold glint flashed in Fury's eyes.

"Since the boss hates them, wouldn't he be happy if I killed them?"

"Moreover, those who dare to attack the boss have already committed a capital offense."

Think of this.

Fury pulled out a pistol.

Open the Death Eye.

boom! boom! boom!

.......

In an instant.

Twenty gunshots rang out.

With Fury's current abilities.

Every single shot.

They all accurately hit the same person.

Including the seemingly powerful and prestigious king of the United States.

He was also shot by Fury.

Die on the spot.

Clear the area!

.....

"Today is a good day."

A smile involuntarily appeared on Su Lin's face.

A space of strange and uncanny rules.

It started again at an extremely fast speed.

It begins to expand.

all of these.

It's all because of the energy from those ten thousand mushroom bombs.

One minute.

The space of strange rules and supernatural phenomena has increased by one million square kilometers.

Five minutes later.