He used superhuman strength to conquer all of American comics

Hughie's young face was contorted.

The greatest tragedy is that the enemy who killed your girlfriend, the number one target of their revenge, doesn't remember you.

"Xuanse, the other two escaped under their cover. Let's capture them first!"

The locomotive excitedly spoke, accelerating forward to catch the butcher.

Unexpectedly, at this moment...

The butcher opened his eyes wide, and two beams of golden laser radiation shot out from them, slashing the locomotive's foot.

The locomotive detached from its high-speed position and crashed heavily into the warehouse goods.

The golden light in his eyes faded, and the butcher suppressed his excitement.

Sure enough, the temporary compound five that the hacker Iron Man gave them worked!

This allows them to gain superpowers within a day, although the price is a reduction in lifespan, but the effect is remarkable!

"Hughie, let's go!" the Butcher shouted to Hughie.

Why run?

Hughie stared resentfully at the damaged locomotive.

Now that they've all gained temporary superpowers, instead of running away, they might as well just take down Locomotive and Black!

"Listen to me, run!"

The butcher looked at Xuanse, who stood still, seemingly blending into the darkness, without making a move.

After being injected with the temporary compound, his five senses and physical condition were also greatly enhanced.

Intuition tells the butchers that if they continue, they might end up staying here!

"it is good!"

Hughie gritted his teeth and agreed. The next instant, he vanished from the spot, leaving behind only a pile of clothes.

The butcher stared at a set of men's clothes on the ground for half a second, then fled out of the warehouse without looking back.

The second-generation Black Los quietly watched the two leave, then examined the locomotive that was limping out of the cargo.

The locomotive looked at its injured foot and the clothes it had left behind, and said in despair:

“We’re finished. We’ve let them escape like this. Our countrymen won’t forgive us.”

“No.” Los shook his head and said softly:

"Our mission is over."

……

The next day, in the morning.

Vought Group headquarters, conference room.

Apart from the original Invisible Man's seat, the other six hero-exclusive chairs were full.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was somewhat heavy, and Ashley consciously retreated to the doorway.

In the main seat, the Chinese man with slicked-back dark gold hair stared at the picture in his hand showing the butcher using a golden radiating laser.

"So, black, locomotive."

The man from the motherland looked up, a forced smile on his face, and said, "You've spent so much time investigating, and all you've found out is the identity of the butcher and another member?"

The locomotive's dark face couldn't hide his fear. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking as if he were sitting on a felt mat.

"I, we..."

He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to explain, and felt desperate.

The other heroes also bowed their heads, not daring to breathe, while only the second-generation Black Los remained casually leaning back in his chair as always.

Snapped!

The motherland slapped the table.

He laughed heartily, holding the photo, and exclaimed with ecstasy, "This is absolutely fantastic! You guys did a great job!"

what?

The two people looked at each other blankly, even the locomotive looked bewildered.

Los calmly observed all of this.

The mission appears to be to identify and arrest the Black Robe Police.

In reality, what matters is not the black-robed police force, but what the people of our motherland truly want.

What the Chinese people really want is for superhumans to join the military and start a dictatorship over America!

The purpose of sending the locomotive to deliver Compound V to the Triads to cultivate a supervillain was precisely this!

The Black Robe Police Force is nothing more than a toy.

Therefore, the Black Robe Police Team is not important; what is important are the images of evidence showing the Butcher using superpowers!

With this, the people of the motherland can legitimately put pressure on the government.

After all, terrorist organizations both inside and outside the United States now have superhumans, and only by passing a bill that allows superhumans to serve in the military can the balance be maintained!

He won.

As for the Black Robe Inspection Team...

The Butcher learned about Compound 5, obtained a temporary version of Compound 5, and now had a trump card to fight against the Super Seven.

He won too.

However, the two sides that seemed to have won were merely pawns in Los's game.

After today, Los's status within the Seven and the Black Order has been completely upgraded.

Los Angeles needs his countrymen to dictate America for him.

The "farming the pig in the jungle" strategy involves catching the pig at the last moment to maximize profits.

He also needs the Black Robe Police Force to play the role of avengers and continue to attract the attention of his homeland.

Only when there is open hostility can one fail to see the later, surpassing ones who are out in the sunlight.

043 The Seven-Member Group, a Loving Family

"Perfect, this is really amazing!"

At the head of the conference room at the headquarters of the Water Group.

The Chinese people looked with delight at the photographic evidence in their hands of the butcher using superpowers.

With this, the passage of the bill allowing superhumans to serve in the military is a done deal!

As for why the butcher has superpowers, the Chinese people don't care. They'll deal with it later. Anyway, no matter how strong the superpower is, it can't beat him.

The ancestor gave the second-generation Xuan Se an approving look.

He didn't believe that the locomotive's brain, addicted to Compound V, could achieve that level of skill.

Sure enough, recruiting Los into the Seven was the right decision; this junior always manages to surprise him.

The ancestor put down the photo and, on a whim, said, "Locomotive, Blackie, you did a great job this time. What kind of reward do you want?"

"Well..."

The locomotive wiped the sweat from its forehead; its tight-fitting combat suit was soaked, giving it a feeling of returning from hell to heaven.

I thought he was dead, but he came back to life.

If he could, he would want Compound V as a reward, or for his countrymen to forgive his girlfriend who had leaked the information.

But these things are not easy to put out in the open, and the people of our motherland may not necessarily agree.

The locomotive hesitated for a moment.

Why not forgo the reward and instead use the opportunity to curry favor and show loyalty?

He subconsciously looked at the second-generation Xuanse, wanting to see how the other party would respond.

Compared to the locomotive, Black Los didn't think too much and said very simply:

"I haven't been a member of the Super Seven for long, and there's something I really want to do!"

Tell me about it.

The Chinese man smiled slightly, and the other superheroes also looked like they were listening attentively.

The second-generation Xuan Se earnestly suggested, "How about we hold a team-building party this weekend?"

Huh? A team building activity for the Super Seven?

The meeting room fell silent as soon as the so-called reward and proposal were announced.

Not to mention the heroic team members, even the patriots in the main seat and Ashley standing at the door were stunned.

Normally, the Super Seven have participated in all sorts of parties and events.

However, the members mostly participated separately, and the activities were heavily influenced by politics and business. There was really no meaningful team building activity among the seven members.

After all, we're just colleagues, not nearly as close as we appear in media interviews.

Moreover, the veteran members all know that their captain, a native of China, is actually quite averse to participating in activities, since it requires service or performance.

"I think the new black color suggestion is good."

Queen Maeve suddenly spoke, breaking the silence of the meeting room.

This surprised many members, and even more unexpectedly, the people of their motherland agreed!

At this moment, the heroes had no idea whether the faint smile on the face of the ancestor sitting on the main seat was genuine or an act.

Two days later, on a weekend night.

Under a vast, unobstructed starry sky, a private campsite in New York.

Wearing her usual platinum cape, Starlight walked onto the soft, lush lawn and arrived at the team-building location.

She saw it from afar.

Several huge white camping tents have been set up on the lawn, along with plenty of dining tables and sun loungers, and a campfire is burning brightly under the grill.

Besides the people from the motherland, the other heroes were also present, mostly wearing their own special hero suits.

The locomotive rattled back and forth at high speed, Deep Sea was busily setting up the grill, and Queen Maeve was preparing the drinks she would need for the evening.

They dared not slack off, knowing that their compatriots would be coming here later.

As for the 'culprit' who proposed tonight's Super Seven team-building event, it was the second-generation Xuanse.

He was wearing a goggles-protecting helmet and a black steel fiber battle suit, lounging lazily on a sun chair, exuding a visibly relaxed air.

At first glance, the scene is both comical and somewhat heartwarming.

Under the starlight, I unconsciously patted my smooth forehead.

She had the illusion that she was dreaming.

The Seven, such an unjust and inhumane team of evil superhumans, actually have a day when the members gather around a campfire for team building?

Yes, I must be dreaming!

Starlight arrived at the campsite looking bewildered, only to hear Blackie, who was lying on a sun chair, say:

"Starlight, you've come at the right time. Could you help me wipe the table?"

"Okay, sure! Coming right away!"

Under the starlight, I unconsciously obeyed instructions, picked up a rag, and started wiping the table.

She quickly realized what was happening, looked at the rag in her hand, then at the second-generation Xuan Se lounging in the chair, and gritted her teeth, saying:

"Wait, why aren't you doing any work?!"

Los smiled and replied, "Nobody's forcing you. Do it or don't."

The starlight fell silent.