"What happened to the FBI?"
Carol, who had been silent all this time, asked. She couldn't get involved in the conversation between superheroes. Being able to listen in was still part of Hal's favor, but the more the two talked about the topic, the less popular it was. Now she couldn't understand it at all.
"No, you heard wrong, I was talking about the FBI of the United States." Russell explained.
Is there a difference?
Now Carol couldn't understand it even more. She frowned and thought deeply, unable to figure out why, and finally defined FBI as a professional term among superheroes.
The corner of Hal's mouth twitched. Carol didn't know why, but he knew it very well.
Russell's intermittent mistakes made him feel deeply uncomfortable. Where was the promised boss? Why did he feel like a slut?
"Hal, your face is cramped?"
"No……"
Hal was exhausted mentally and physically. He was not good at being in the same frame as the bully. He just wanted to get out of this topic as soon as possible: "Mr. Russell, the yellow I am talking about is a mass of energy that is sensed by the mind. It has nothing to do with... the FBI. Please don't talk about it." What a joke."
"Yellow energy! Describe specifically how that energy makes you feel."
Russell narrowed his eyes slightly. If he guessed correctly, what Hal sensed should be the Parallax Monster. Even if not, it was most likely something related to the Parallax Monster.
"My feeling...maybe it's fear. The energy seems to be very powerful, and the green light ring's ability is very resistant to it, as if it's seeing an enemy."
Hal frowned and explained. It was a very strange feeling, mixed with disgust and fear. He clearly wanted to stay away from his heart, but he couldn't help but lean in to defeat the opponent. He couldn't understand this emotion.
"Where is that energy? Let's go over there and see. If it's an enemy, we can destroy it easily."
"About 150 kilometers east!"
"Without any further delay, let's set out quickly."
Russell walked out of the floor-to-ceiling window balcony, a pair of light wings spread out behind his back, and he waved to Carol in a friendly manner: "Beauty, I'm in a hurry today. Let's talk about the space battleship next time. I don't know your contact information..."
"I'll tell you the contact information, so hurry up and leave!" Hal dragged Russell and flew off the balcony, making up his mind to make up a random phone number and get over there.
Russell didn't force himself and followed Hal straight up into the sky.
To be fair, Carol's figure, appearance, and temperament are all top-notch beauties, but he really doesn't have any other meaning with his few mouthfuls. It's just to see the serious Deadpool's face become very distorted, and he wants to inspire Hal's complaining attributes. .
This face is not suitable for seriousness. Maybe he can become famous with a coffin, but if he really wants to become famous, he can only let himself go and become a fool.
The two were moving extremely fast, and the distance of about 150 kilometers was approaching in an instant. Hal followed the energy of the green light and pointed at a building halfway up the mountain.
"I found it. After I got closer, I discovered that not only was the strange energy, but Abin Su's aura was also inside." Hal was overjoyed. He killed two birds with one stone. He was lucky today.
"Well, Hal, this really has something to do with the FBI..."
Russell raised his hand and pointed to the restricted area separated by barbed wire. The warning sign clearly stated that it was FBI territory and no outsiders were allowed to enter.
"Coincidence...maybe!"
Both of them knew very well that involving alien corpses and spaceships was beyond the scope of the FBI. It should be a secret department of the US government, at best using the other party's name.
The two looked at each other, dispersed the white and green light on their bodies, and led the way, sneaking in as quickly as possible.
…
Hector Hammond!
A middle-aged, bald, scruffy man with shoulder-length hair, short stature, and an Einstein-style beard. His appearance is very intuitive. Any girl who sees him will not regard him as their favorite dating partner.
The appearance is one thing, but the old-fashioned character is also extremely troublesome. Hector puts a rigorous attitude towards science into his life, takes everything seriously at all times, and has no sense of humor, which makes no one want to play with him. .
As long as he is present, everyone can't have fun, and over time he becomes a loner.
I am still single and have never held a girl’s limp hand.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with Hector's character. He is just... well, he is not very good at life. He is also commonly known as being stubborn, stubborn, and unable to talk around corners.
By the way, Hector is not middle-aged, he is in his early twenties. He is the same age as Hal and Carol. They grew up together when they were children and are very good friends.
The reason why he was ruthlessly abandoned by Hair Follicles at such a young age was due to the pressure put on him by his father, Senator Hammond.
Congressman Hammond, who hopes his son will succeed, does not like his son to engage in scientific research. He hopes that he will enter the political arena and become an influential figure like his family ancestors.
The tense relationship between father and son made Hector breathless. In order to prove that he was good enough and could become a household name without relying on his father to win votes, he stayed up late every night to study biological sciences and successfully broke through the hairline three levels. part.
As mentioned earlier, Hector, Hal and Carol grew up together, but that changed later. Hal grew up to be a handsome boy with outstanding talents, Carol grew up to be a royal lady with long flowing hair, and he...
Long disabled!
He has a big forehead, a thick neck, short limbs, and he looks very anxious!
Of course, in this cold society where appearance means everything and even the villains have to be handsome, Hal and Carol, the golden couple, have a mutual affection for each other, while Hector is still single.
Seeing his childhood sweetheart flirting with other men and his best friend since childhood, Hector felt desperate and escaped from reality even more. He went from staying up all night cultivating immortality to staying up all night.
To sum up, it is that the second-generation officials were frustrated in love and lost to the handsome young man from the poor second-generation in the battle for the wealth and beauty of the rich second-generation.
Since then, Hector worked hard and broke through the six-stage hairline bottleneck in one fell swoop, becoming the leader among countless young people under the age of thirty.
Thousands of rays of light gathered into one body, and no one dared to look directly at him. He was in the limelight for a moment!
Two days ago, the government secret department found and invited him to participate in a research project on alien corpses.
Hector observed the alien's body over and over again, trying to see clearly and confirm that it was indeed an alien and not wrapped in a leather sheath.
Realizing that he was going to be popular, he readily agreed to the invitation and became a senior consultant on the project, helping to supervise the entire implementation.
Hector is happy that his talent has been recognized and he has been given the opportunity to make a name for himself. He did not rely on the strength of his father and family, but relied on his own unremitting efforts to make a name for himself in academia.
But no, reality slaps you in the face very quickly, faster than the Flash.
Hector rushed to his father's office to show off his achievements. Congressman Hammond looked at his son who was older than him and said seriously: Boy, I arranged your consultant's job for you, do it well. , don’t embarrass me.
a bolt from the blue!
Hector's first thought was not 'Father, you have worked hard, I will not let you down', but he felt deeply ashamed that his goddess, science without any impurities, had been played by dirty politicians.
Hector questioned his father: Many people are better than me, why me?
Senator Hammond: I'm not familiar with them!
The relationship between father and son broke down. While Hector was studying the corpse, he accidentally came into contact with a ball of yellow energy.
He didn't know what it was at first, but it wasn't until the energy eroded his body and turned him into a monster with a head as big as a bucket that he realized something was wrong.
But soon, the power brought by monster transformation made Hector choose to continue mutating. He needed power, and he wanted to make everyone who looked down on him regret it.
Hector successfully obtained power that was beyond the reach of ordinary people, but he also officially entered the ranks of monsters. His thoughts and actions were disturbed by yellow energy and became extremely crazy.
Extreme, world-weary, hating everyone who doesn't understand him.
He caused havoc in the secret research base, killed guards and colleagues, kidnapped his father, Senator Hammond, and tied him to the test bench.
"Hector, are you crazy? I brought you here for your own good, to save you!" Representative Hammond was trembling on the test stand.
Hector was suspended in the air, looking down at his father, and sneered: "Don't pretend to be stupid, I can see what you are thinking! You think I am a waste, and now I have become a monster. I will only embarrass you if I live. , so capture me for research and use it as capital for your promotion."
"NO, I have not!"
"Don't worry, I will go through all the tests you want to do on me next. If you are really doing it for my own good, nothing will happen. If not, hehehehe..."
Hector smiled and activated the button to send the senator's father into the isolation chamber. As a consultant for experimental research, he knew better than anyone what the so-called inspection meant.
boom! ! !
A large hole exploded in the wall next to him, and a huge translucent fist struck in the air. Before the fist hit, the roaring green light made Hector unable to open his eyes.
Russell and Hal flew in from the hole. Hal used green light energy and Hector used telekinesis to fight each other. It was very lively.
This is from the perspective of outsiders, but in Russell's eyes, there is really nothing new about a new superhero and a pink super villain, novices pecking each other.
Moreover, it is turn-based!
The special effects are also terrible, except green, just green!
Russell wielded his long sword to open the isolation warehouse and rescued Senator Hammond, who barely survived. After checking several corpses on the ground, he found a half-disabled female black man. He hit it with a few holy lights and restored it. ability to move.
Congressman Hammond took hold of Russell's hand, first introduced himself, and after revealing his identity, he said that he would not repay the favor of saving his life.
He patted his chest and promised that if Russell could come in handy in the future, there was nothing he couldn't do in the United States.
Russell thought it was a fart. He frowned and looked at the field: "Who is that big-headed freak? Where did you get it?"
Councilor Hammond said awkwardly: "To be honest, he is my son!"
"?"
Russell was shocked. His son was actually older than his father. What kind of operation was this?
Not only is he old, although Senator Hammond has gray hair, it can be seen that he must have been a handsome boy when he was young, and Hector...
For a moment, Russell thought of a classic line and cast a sympathetic look at Senator Hammond.
My nickname is Triple Andy. I am the best among men, but I have a son who looks like shit.
"Hello, Mr. Russell!"
When Russell heard someone calling his name, he looked over subconsciously. It was the black female who had a broken leg that he had healed.
The true identity has been found out, Russell didn't say anything, nodded and watched Hal and Hector's noobs pecking each other.
Seeing that Russell ignored her, the black woman continued with a normal expression: "Mr. Russell, I am Amanda Waller. I want to talk to you about Gotham City..."
"Sorry, I don't want to talk about Gotham right now!"
Russell interrupted him directly and said coldly: "Ms. Waller, there is a big event that is 100 times more important than Gotham. The alien's body is in your hands. Please tell me before the autopsy has started."
"What's wrong?"
"If the operation has already been performed, then I can only say that you are in trouble, so be happy!"
