American Comics: I! Abnormal Superman Really Want to Be a Good God

The pain brought him to his senses, and the excruciating corrosion made him grit his teeth and roar again, his face pale, because he couldn't lose face in front of the enemy and had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure it.

"You...you...you actually know me?"

Enduring the pain of his arm melting away, Crossbones looked at Chen Hao shakily and asked.

"Whether I know him or not doesn't matter. I just want to say that Pierce is really bold. So many years of smooth sailing have made him so arrogant that he has forgotten who he is?"

Chen Hao sneered and stomped on Crossbones until it was crushed. As for the other Hydra agents, he casually slapped them to death.

The stench of blood that wafted through the breeze terrified the creatures around, and nearby residents called the police.

"Let's go."

When Chen Hao returned to the car, he saw the two worried women by the roadside and smiled gently at them, their previous ruthlessness and coldness completely gone.

Gentleness is always reserved for one's own people, while ruthlessness and domineering are always reserved for enemies.

"Who wants to assassinate us?"

Erica and her companion quickly came forward and asked with concern.

"Don't worry about those Hydra remnants who are still alive but not dead. They won't be able to keep up for more than two days."

Chen Hao spoke softly, his subtle yet powerful confidence infecting Erica and Stewart.

Not long after they left, a large number of sirens roared in, but they immediately vomited...

It's too brutal, too bloody, you can't even find a single bone fragment!

.......

Back at the villa, Erica and Stuart vividly recounted their experience to Tornado and the others, their actions, expressions, and demeanor perfectly captured.

Hearing Wanda's occasional gasps of surprise, and their fearless demeanor in the face of danger, her big eyes sparkled.

This adoring look made Stuart's vanity explode.

"Hehe, Wanda, don't talk nonsense. It's clearly less than a minute of screen time, but she can make it sound like half an hour."

Isabella couldn't help but roll her eyes. As Stuart's half-sister, she knew Stuart all too well.

During their nightlife, she could tell just by blinking her eyes that he wanted to change his position, and sometimes she even had to help him with all sorts of embarrassing actions.

"Go away, you little brat, Isabella! Have you gotten too cocky just because your sister and husband haven't been dealing with you these past few days?"

Stuart immediately glared at her, her almond-shaped eyes darting around, and it was unclear what mischief she was up to.

The cunning look in her eyes made Isabella shudder. Last time, it was her sneak attack on Hua Hua that made her explode instantly, almost making her faint with embarrassment.

"Hehe, scared now? If you flatter me a little, I might let you off the hook. Otherwise, you won't last a minute!"

Stuart's sly, empty claw gesture had its meaning crystal clear.

"Hmph! Come on! Let's hurt each other! Who's afraid of who!"

Isabella, too proud to admit defeat, remained defiant. How could she back down with so many people watching? She was annoyed by the fact that her husband looked exactly like her, yet their personalities were completely different. Why did her husband always end up in the wrong place?

Erica was utterly speechless. Everyone knew Stewart was capable of such outrageous antics.

In the study on the third floor of the villa.

"Red Queen, let the adorable Pursuer Tyrants make their appearance at Trident headquarters. We should reciprocate, shouldn't we?"

Chen Hao's eyes flashed coldly as he gave orders to the Red Queen with a sneer.

"The Red Queen understands."

The Red Queen squinted her large eyes and nodded obediently; she would always steadfastly carry out Chen Hao's orders.

That night, the Red Queen piloted a Kree warship and threw Tyrant Pursuer into S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

Roar!! Roar!! Roar!!

The day a tyrant is born is destined to be a bloody night.

The monstrous roar was so clear in the early morning that it startled countless S.H.I.E.L.D. agents awake.

Rumble!! Rumble!!

Countless rockets ignited the night, and a single wave of attacks shattered S.H.I.E.L.D.'s illusory dream!

Finally, someone dared to openly challenge his authority, and this enormous creature was enraged!

So many years! So many years!

The stationed agents were jolted awake from their dreams. Well-trained, they quickly joined the battle, taking up arms to meet the enemy.

However, their enemy was not human at all, but a biological weapon that only knew how to kill.

A tyrant is still a tyrant, but as long as the mysterious forces of this world have not yet fully entered everyone's field of vision, the tyrant is invincible.

When faced with Chen Hao's orders, they showed no emotion whatsoever.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents cursed and fired shots at the towering Tyrant without hesitation, but in the blink of an eye they realized that no one had fallen!

The Pursuer Tyrant, however, possesses formidable firepower; heavy firepower is their forte.

When a hundred Tyrant pursuers simultaneously unleash their firepower, what a spectacular sight it is!

Bang bang bang!! Boom boom boom!!

After a volley of fire, the first batch of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who rushed down were riddled with bullets...

Even the S.H.I.E.L.D. building was completely destroyed by the powerful firepower, let alone the people.

The Tyrant Pursuer launched its charge, and in the blink of an eye, it had taken over the first floor of S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. Anyone alive, even a police dog, was in for a shot.

When Nick Fury was jolted awake by a phone call, S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters was completely paralyzed, with only a few agents managing to fight their way out of the complex internal environment.

"Hey! Patton! Quickly bring men to support headquarters!"

"Hey! Coulson! S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters is in danger!"

"Hey! Reed! It's so late, but the situation is extremely urgent, and I need the help of the Fantastic Four."

“…”

As Nick Fury made one phone call after another, the whole of Washington was in an uproar, mainly because the commotion was so great.

Countless others were secretly watching the spectacle unfold, eager to see S.H.I.E.L.D. lose face and remain aloof.

Pierce knew his plan had failed and was preparing for a second round, but he didn't expect the retaliation to come so quickly.

As he paced restlessly at home, he quickly picked up the phone to arrange for a private jet to take him away.

"Hey Charlie! Arrange a private jet for me right now to leave Washington. Where to? Anywhere!!"

Pierce hung up the phone immediately after speaking, and left with nothing but a handgun.

"Heh heh, Mr. Pierce, are you in such a hurry to run away?"

Just then, a strangely dressed man suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the living room and blocked his way.

Without saying a word, Pierce II 5.3 drew his gun and fired at the guy blocking his way, a disdainful smile appearing on his lips.

Young man, you're still too green. Whether they're villains or heroes, they all die from talking too much...

"Hehe, truly worthy of being the King of Crafts."

Pierce's smug smile froze instantly; he stared in disbelief at the man before him who was completely unharmed...

Clang! Clang!

He watched helplessly as several bullets were squeezed out of the muscles around the man's heart, and his worldview crumbled.

"you you...."

Pierce was stunned, staring blankly at Deadpool.

“Pierce, remember that it was Deadpool who killed you. Don’t keep saying ‘you, you, you’ or you’ll make a mistake later.”

Deadpool shrugged lazily.

"Do not!!"

puff! !

Pierce's wailing still echoed in the villa, but his head had already fallen to the ground, and Deadpool disappeared into thin air with a disdainful smirk.

By the time S.H.I.E.L.D. received their frantic reinforcements, the entire headquarters had already fallen, leaving no one alive. The tyrant never leaves anyone alive when he kills.

When Nick Fury looked at the smoky, devastated S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, he thought he was in Syria.

Looking at the ruins and corpses strewn everywhere, the anger in his heart burned slowly, and old and new grudges surged into his mind.

boom! !

Enraged, Nick Fury smashed the car window with a powerful punch, already guessing who it was.

It would be unworthy of a gentleman not to avenge this!

This is like someone riding on your head and peeing and defecating on you.

Tolerable or unbearable!

But what does it matter if the outside world is in an uproar? It doesn't matter that Chen Hao is fast asleep, hugging Wanda, the koala.

The next day, Chen Hao was enjoying his special breakfast with great satisfaction.