The FBI in the American comics, the first battle to persuade Harley Quinn

"The great Immortal King, the Emperor's chosen husband, is among that group."

As for the so-called "Immortal King"...

This is the name given to Li Chengfeng by the Human Empire.

Chapter 894 Angron: Hiss, did these mercenaries break the law?

Angron nodded thoughtfully.

It was understandable that the imperial guards did not recognize the voice of the Prime Minister. It seemed that the Prime Minister had distorted his voice with his psychic power.

But in the ears of the Silent Sisters, this sound must be its original appearance.

This is also the reason why Sister Silent was able to see through the true identity of the Father.

but……

"Alright, you two go do whatever you need to do... and leave the rest to me."

Angron waved the two men back to their places.

He was going to see what had happened and why his father-in-law was hanging out with a group of thieves who broke into the neighbors' house.

If it were the old Angron, even if he hadn't thrown the ball into confusion, the only thing he would think of would be to chase them and kill them all, and the one person he couldn't kill would definitely be the Prime Minister's father.

But under Li Chengfeng's operation, after the Butcher's Nails were removed, Angron suddenly changed from a pure reckless madman to a brave, resourceful and fighting Primarch.

In addition to having a combat capability that ranks among the top among his brothers, he is also a smart man with a clear mind and sharp eyes.

And just as he was about to climb over the wall, his ghostly fighting instinct made him subconsciously dodge to the right.

The next moment, a claw mark surrounded by a trace of spiritual energy appeared where he had just been.

Seeing the claw marks, Angron did not fight back, but whispered unhappily:

"Damn it... Curze, how long are you going to keep playing this game? Are you still treating me like the wetware of the Butcher's Nail?"

The wet part of the butcher's nails, this is what he learned to call it from his father.

But Angron had to admit, Xiangfu had hit the nail on the head...

My previous self’s only role was to bear the Butcher’s Nails.

"Haha, Angron, I was just joking. If you can't even dodge this claw, you'll be a real joke." Curze emerged from the darkness, his deep voice and punk demeanor truly worthy of the title of Interstellar Batman. "You should have guessed it by now. Yes, my father has indeed infiltrated that mercenary group... With him are three of my father's friends: Iron Man Tony Stark, Superman Clark Kent, and Batman Bruce Wayne."

"Hiss..." Angron subconsciously took a breath when he heard these names. "Did these mercenaries break the law?"

"It's not a crime, but it's almost there." Coze came to Angron's side, looked around pretentiously, and then whispered, "They're here to arrest Superman's sister-in-law's girlfriend, who also happens to be an old colleague of the Prime Minister's father... and the Prime Minister and the other three just happen to be completely bored..."

"I understand the logic... but how did my father get this information?" Angron stroked his chin. "Could it be that the enemy leaked it?"

"Um, you should know I opened an internet cafe, right?" Coze lowered his head shyly. "Then the Night Lords used it as a place to gather intelligence and broker deals... This team of mercenaries was contacted by my sons on behalf of those politicians."

"6."

Angron looked at Coze, who was completely different from before, and he really didn't know what to say except "6".

I can only say that it is their blessing to meet their father-in-law.

"So...are you still planning to go and see what's going on?"

"Nonsense! I'm the Prime Minister's eldest son! The Prime Minister's favorite Primarch! That slutty vixen Fulgrim always tries to get close to the Prime Minister by relying on his status as an L-daemon!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, if your mother heard what you said, she might be really sad."

"Really?" Angron's expression visibly hardened after Curze mentioned the Emperor's Skin. "Then she'd better be truly heartbroken... if she truly cares."

After saying that, he ignored Koz and started sneaking through the woods, following the trail and falling far behind the mercenary.

"Alas, Mother wants to influence Angron... but it's a long way to go."

After Koz muttered to himself, his figure disappeared into the darkness.

The mercenaries had no idea that two Primarchs of the Human Empire were following them from behind.

Their target was the only bedroom with lights on in the huge villa.

……

"Old Will, check if there are any protective measures around the villa."

"Captain, if you add the word 'old' next time, I will never forgive you."

The technician called "Vill" muttered something, then immediately took out his portable equipment and began testing.

Soon, he came to a conclusion.

"No, Captain... The only protective measures in the entire manor are those around the perimeter. It seems these politicians are overconfident. Although the perimeter protection measures are very powerful, they haven't considered the consequences of being breached."

"Um, is it possible that they think being breached isn't a big deal?" a hushed voice came from the end of the group. "Maybe the woman inside isn't afraid of being kidnapped at all, and the protective measures are just for show? Don't worry, I just want to put down the issue."

"Hahaha, that's certainly a possibility." Will smiled and raised the device in his hand. "This thing is my masterpiece. In addition to detecting these protective measures, it can also perform simple energy measurements... If the other party is some kind of superhuman, such as a mutant, then my device will definitely be able to identify it... But the woman inside doesn't have a single trace of extraordinary energy... You can rest assured."

"Alright, enough of the nonsense. Team, follow my orders! Capture and control the entire villa as quickly as possible. While there may be no protective measures, there must be an alarm button... Try to take her out before she notices! If she notices us and presses the alarm, we'll have very little time to evacuate."

This is the largest manor villa area in the suburbs of Washington, and all the people who live here are extremely powerful.

If an alarm is sounded from here, it won't just be the police who will arrive...

I'm afraid the FBI will also dispatch as quickly as possible.

The last thing he wanted to face was those monsters in black suits.

"action!"

The captain waved his hand, and the mercenaries swam into the villa like a black snake in the night.

The only thing that seemed a bit out of place was that the black snake's tail seemed a little disconnected.

The four mercenaries gestured to each other twice.

It probably means...

"Don't alert the enemy."

"Otherwise there's no fun!"

Chapter 895 Lucy: I am just visiting my neighbor and I am definitely not interested in Blackie Dalei!

Lucy Lane's campaign office.

A man fell heavily to the floor.

His originally fat face had now completely turned into a pig's head.

"Please, please spare me... Please, I really just want to kidnap them, not kill them..."

"Why else would I send so many people? Couldn't I just find a few snipers?"

The woman standing before him was Lucy Lane.

At this moment, she was different from the kind and fair image she presented to the public. She exuded the fierce aura of a soldier.

On his right hand was a pair of brass knuckles in the colors of the American flag, and his face was stained with a few drops of the opponent's smelly blood.

She wiped her face nonchalantly, squatted down, and glared down at her biggest political enemy, her final opponent in the election.

"Old man... I don't care what your purpose is. Once you make this decision, you've already sealed your fate." Lucy Lane said as she took off her brass knuckles. "As for you, don't delay any longer. You're just waiting for the people you sent to succeed so you can use it to threaten me... Don't worry, not to mention that your people won't succeed, even if they do, I'll send you to hell first... Don't play tricks on me. You don't think your men will still be loyal to you after you die, do you? Have you read too many novels?"

The fat old white man lying on the ground suddenly had a frozen expression on his face.

That was indeed his idea.

But...is the other party's style correct?!

Is this a politician!?

Aren't politicians supposed to scheme against each other, engage in political struggles, and then reap the benefits from it?

Why did this woman just start fighting like that, completely disregarding the unspoken rules of political struggle?!

Even if you come from the military, you can't be so reckless, right?!

"Lucy, you have to restrain yourself. You're the soon-to-be President of America... His life or death still has to be decided by the FBI." Harley Quinn took the brass knuckles from her hands and whispered, "Don't worry, the FBI will dig up everything his ancestors have done... I guarantee they'll even scatter his ashes in the Ganges."

After taking several deep breaths under Harry's persuasion, Lucy completely suppressed the urge to beat the old white fat pig to death.

Although she knew that the other party's plan would never succeed, she was still worried.

I need to divert my attention a little.

Harry caught this fat pig and used it as a punching bag.

The people sitting in the campaign office were waiting calmly and calmly.

Not long after, a message came from Pepper's communicator.

"Report! The direction of Kent Farm is safe!"

"The mercenaries split into two groups to try to defend the farm. One group was wiped out by the Transformers, and the other group... uh, disappeared. I don't know where they went, but the place where they disappeared emitted a strong smell of sulfur and fire."

"Mr. and Mrs. Kent weren't even woken up."

Pepper let out a long breath and nodded to Lucy.

"Kent Farm is alright."

Before Lucy could react, Louise Lane's cell phone rang.

After Louise answered the call, she turned on the hands-free mode.

"Hey, Louise, has your big reporter gotten into any trouble recently? Why are there so many mercenaries coming to deal with Winder and Bart?" Wanda's voice came from the phone. "These mercenaries are well prepared. They are fully armed with equipment that suppresses superpowers... It's only because of me and Hulk that we are here. Otherwise, with the superpowers your two little ones have now, they might really be in trouble... Hulk! Don't carry corpses past the babies!"

"Okay, I get it... You guys will have to continue taking care of the kids. Say hello to Hulk for me."

"Hulk! Likes kids..."

The huge roar came halfway through when Wanda on the other end hung up the phone.

Then Louise turned her head and looked at the fat old white man lying on the ground.

"It seems... you are not completely useless. You actually know Clark's identity?"

"Hey, I also worked with Lex Luthor back then... And is it that difficult to know Clark Kent's identity? We are not really stupid, we just pretend not to know because of fear... The same goes for Bruce Wayne."

This old white fat pig probably realized that he might really be finished, so he has a bit of a broken jar attitude.

and……

Whether it was the attack on Kent Farm or on Bart and Winder, it was essentially a feint.

In fact, all his chips are placed on Lucy's girlfriend.

After all, according to his intelligence network, Lucy's girlfriend is just a ballet dancer... and a little-known one at that.

Soon, Harley's communicator also rang.

Harry stared at the communicator frequency for a moment before answering it.

"Ms. Harley, I am Angron."

"I know it's you, Old Twelve." Harry asked with some confusion, "Why are you contacting me at this time? Did something happen?"

"I know that Ms. Lucy Lane's girlfriend is being kidnapped..."

"How did you know?"

"Well, we are neighbors..."

Angron's words made Lucy Lane stand up in surprise.

"Neighbor? You mean the manor next door with the yard full of tall gardeners and pretty maids?"

"I remember that family was an extremely young and beautiful Black-skinned Dalei mother, and her dozen or so tall, strong sons of varying skin colors... ahem, I really only visited them once, and it was a serious visit. I definitely didn't have any thoughts about Black-skinned Dalei's young wife..."

"Sometimes, explanations are just cover-ups, Lucy."

Harley rolled her eyes. She had no other choice but to shout "Oh my god, big sister" about the annoying behavior of the female ketone.

"Well, Old Twelve, since you've said that, why don't you help us solve this problem? This should be easy for you and the imperial guards in the courtyard, right?"