I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 810 True Banknote Ability
"Hahaha, it's me who starves the whole world and then feeds them hamburgers made of shit; it's me who makes school kids wear bulletproof schoolbags in the name of safety; because of me, deformed The baby was born in cocaine, and the civil airliner fell like rain in the sky inexplicably (terrorist attack and), and I taught the southern border (the US-Mexico border) to become a hell on earth.

Hahahaha, it's not against anyone, I'll fuck all of you into obedience! "

The dollar bill is very arrogant, very proud, very powerful.

Those tycoons who had chased and manipulated it in the real world were slaughtered by it like pigs and dogs.

"It's too strong." The Statue of Liberty flinched.

"The 'dollar bill' is so terrifying, it, it seems to be flying towards us." The caravan leader looked terrified.

"Hey, where did you come from?" Dollar Bill also noticed them.

"Why do you kill people indiscriminately?" Harry stepped forward and asked loudly.

"Isn't this the meaning you gave me? The hegemony of dollar bills, there are no rules, and you can do whatever you want."

Dollar bills laughed and swooped over, "Now, let me harvest you the way you harvest others with dollar bills, hahaha."

Harry frowned slightly. Originally, he planned to score twice and accept the dollar bill as the second younger brother. He didn't want it to be so hostile, a proper evil demon.

Can't turn back is the kind of shore.

Like it says it self.

The meaning given to the dollar bill is brutal killing and plundering, and the positive meaning of "currency" is almost wiped out.

Facing the paper bills that came from a bomber, Harry opened his mouth, spitting out a torrent of golden yellow: the energy of the yellow light mixed with a small amount of gastric acid from Level [-] Food Defense Specialty.

The river suddenly stretched more than ten kilometers long, engulfing the banknote cloud in the sky.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah what is this something that is devouring me, no, I shouldn't, I am a dollar bill, I have always been the only one who devours human beings, devouring your reason and conscience, devouring human beings is expected by God morality, devouring your civilization, ahhh”

There are thousands of voices, old people, young people, children, men, women, all kinds of voices are angry, shrill, and finally weak and begging.

"Forgive me, master, I am a dollar bill, you created me, you gave me the meaning of existence, you love me, love me!"

"I'm not interested in money." Harry said lightly.

The U.S. dollar immediately changed its way of begging for mercy, saying: "You need me, and I can satisfy any of your wishes. The United States needs U.S. dollar bills even more. I am the best tool for you Americans to rule the world!"

"Harry." The horse gang leader looked hesitant, "The United States cannot live without dollar bills."

"Yes, yes, the United States cannot live without dollar bills!" said the dollar bill excitedly.

Harry was too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly increased the intensity, a bubble popped out of his stomach.

"Hic—" she hiccupped, and the dollar screamed and lost her breath.

Regardless of its arrogance, it is a level higher than the Statue of Liberty, and it is almost a high-level belief in gods, but digesting it is no more difficult than digesting an ordinary artifact.

It was just an artifact, and Harry didn't feel much after eating it.

"Hey? What's wrong with it?" The horse gang leader asked anxiously.

"Destroyed completely, how many demon kings and kings have I killed in these years? Even a mere believer in God dares to stab me in front of me." Harry spread out his palms, and the golden cloud in the sky quickly shrank to the size of a ping pong ball and landed on his palm inside.

At this time, the sky was as dark as blood, but there was no more paper money.

"Without the dollar bills, what will happen to the United States?" the leader of the horse gang worried.

"The dollar bill here does not affect the fate of the dollar bill in reality. It is the reality of the United States, under the blessing of the 'power of belief and knowledge', that is projected here, not the reality projected here.

For example, the Statue of Liberty is here." Harry glanced at the 'Liberty' who looked more respectful, "The Statue of Liberty on Liberty Island has not been damaged in the slightest. "

No crotch.

The leader of the horse gang felt relieved, and pointed to her palm and asked, "What is this golden ball?"

"Wreck of the dollar bill, would you like it? I'll give it to you." Harry asked.

"Give it to me?" The horse gang leader was surprised and delighted, "What's the use?"

"I don't know either, try it."

"how to use?"

"There is a ray of divinity inside." Harry's heart moved, and several gaps were cracked in the energy shell of the yellow light.

"Chi Chi Chi—" Like pulling the plug of a smoke grenade, the ball suddenly spewed out a large amount of dark green smoke.

"Ah, it stinks!" The horse gang leader got closer and was smoked face to face, his face turned green immediately, his eyes turned white, and he passed out.

"Shit, is this the legendary smell of money?" Harry also turned pale.

The taste is too heavy.

Not the stink of real brass rust.

In fact, copper rust does not smell bad.

Nor is it the stench of material things in reality, not rotten eggs, rotten salted fish, or the foot odor of lazy women who don’t change their socks or boots for a hundred days.

It's breathless, viscerally disgusting, like at some point in your life, you'll feel terribly disgusted with money.

"what"

Holding her breath, after careful observation, she strangely found that the dark green smoke was not the residue of 'dollar bills', but a ray of divinity.

A golden 'money ability' and a dark green 'copper smell', a total of two divinities.

Harry glanced at the horse gang leader, and imprinted the dark green copper smell on the center of his brow.

She said that she would give him a piece of divinity, and she promised to do what she said.

The remaining 'money ability'. Harley sensed it for a moment, squeezed it with her hand, and realized a gold coin with her double ponytail head portrait printed on it.

"Give it to little Helena when I go back."

Already in Washington, Halle stopped wandering around, went straight to the White House, and met several US presidents.

They were originally in Lucifer's hell, after being expelled from hell by Lucifer, they habitually returned to the White House, and then discovered "Hell America", and were also affected by the negative power of "Hell America", becoming full of hostility.

Therefore, when he disagreed with the horse gang leader, he rushed forward and bit his throat.

Harley didn't get rid of demons and defend the way, and went directly to the White House in the material world through Abraham Lincoln.

"Omega, Barack, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing the unconscious horse gang leader in the yellow light energy ball, Mrs. Ma was so excited that she almost shed tears.

"Stress shock, wipe his face with ice water, and he will wake up soon. If you want to know what happened, you can ask Mr. President, he has gone through everything." Halle said.

She didn't stay long in the White House, and took the Statue of Liberty back to the Quinn Manor that night.

But early the next morning, the horse gang leader called again.

"Harry, why did you leave without sealing 'Hell America'? Also, I woke up this morning and felt something was wrong with me. There seemed to be a faint smell surrounding my body. Only I could smell it. Is it a sequela? ? That green gas yesterday was poisonous."

"Didn't I say that I would give you the divinity of 'dollar bills'? Although you were unconscious, I did not break my promise. You got the divinity of 'dollar bills'." Harry said.

"I became a rotten egg?" the horse gang leader exclaimed.

"Being a super stinky if you have to. Well, I guess you can get your powers out of the dollar bills, and then get superpowers."

The caravan leader on the other end of the phone subconsciously reached into his pocket and touched some paper notes.

Calm down, and sure enough, I feel vaguely connected with them.

He was so blessed that he activated his abilities.

"Chichi—" The dozens of dollars in his pocket disappeared instantly, and a light green mist with a radius of one meter sprayed out from his body.

"Ah, it stinks—plop." Vice President Old Joe, who was coming to report to work, exclaimed, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

The nearby bodyguards were of strong physical fitness. They only held their noses and struggled to run out, but they were not unconscious.

The leader of the horse gang stood there, dumbfounded.

After a while, the intense retching and noise outside the door woke him up.

First to appease the staff who came over to ask, he hastily told Harry what happened here again.

"Congratulations, you have also become a superpower." Harry laughed.

The head of the caravan laughed a few times and said, "After the smell of copper was aroused, I can't smell the smell anymore. Do you think it's strange?"

"What's so strange about it? No matter how smelly the feet are, the owner of the feet won't think it smells bad."

"This ability." The caravan leader hesitated.

"If you dislike it, I can help you extract your divinity."

"What else can it do besides 'fart'?" he asked.

"Well, by assisting you in your cultivation, you may be able to return to 'Hell America' and become a hair god."

The leader of the horse gang doesn't want to give up the power of "farting".

Having a superpower is better than nothing, let alone being able to become a god.

Now that we have a good relationship with Harley, the Mao God of Hell America can also go to heaven.

If you really go to Tiantian Mountain to become a grass-headed god, your future will be too bright.

It has a better ending than the US presidents who have gone to hell.

"Come here and remove or seal 'Hell America'," he said.

"You go to Uncle Sam and Dr. Fate, they are the best for this job."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to invite Dr. Fate." The horse gang leader hesitated.

"You find Dr. Fate Kent, he is a good old man, and an old professor at Columbia University in the United States. Let the Shadow Bureau talk to him."

"Well, I understand." The horse gang leader nodded, and finally asked: "Statue of Liberty, you brought it back? How do you plan to arrange her?"

"I give her freedom to choose her own future."

A few days later, the Statue of Liberty chose to join the "Freedom Fighters" and recognized Uncle Sam as the captain.

Harry finds the Stranger and asks him to teach him how to enter the Rock of Eternity.

On the Rock of Eternity, the headquarters of the Council of Wizards, the Fortress of Eternity, was established.

It exists in the very center of the multiverse, built by the old Shazam, and the material is unexpectedly simple: a rock from heaven, and a rock from hell, combined to become the 'Rock of Eternity'.

One week after the Hell Keys Auction ended.

Harry put on a slightly more formal blue and white plaid shirt, and said to the kitten doing yoga in the living room: "Selena, hug Helena, and take a long trip with me."

"Where?"

"See old Shazam, let's see if Helena can become Thunder Shazam." Harley said.

The kitten stared and said, "Helena is so small."

"Shazam doesn't care about age, no matter the old man or the child, after transforming into Shazam, they will remain young and middle-aged. So, if you succeed, you will be able to see an adult Helena tonight." Harry laughed.

"This..." the kitten was dumbfounded, "I haven't developed intelligence, isn't she still a baby?"

"Hey, where's the wisdom of Solomon?"

The kitten still hesitated, "Is it so urgent? I want to discuss it with her father."

"Can I still harm her?" Harry asked displeased.

"No. You are very kind to Helena, it seems too good." Selena smiled wryly, "Before she was born, you prepared for her the artifact set, the power of the Green Lantern, and the Advanced Mother Box of Apocalypse. All kinds of divine fruits and fairy treasures were used as supplements, and I just gave her a gold coin of "Money Ability" the day before yesterday, and now—”

"So what are you struggling with?" Harry asked puzzled, "I want the best for my child, what's the problem?"

"Her father said that Helena is too young, let her grow up like an ordinary child until she is 20 years old, and then choose her own future path. I think it makes sense.

The better you treat Helena, the higher your expectations for her future, which will bring too much pressure on her. "

Harry turned over the silver, and said angrily: "Do you know how curly the 'Xiong Erdai' is today?"

(End of this chapter)