The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

Klein covered his forehead, and some kind of crazy consciousness came to his brain.

It took him a long time to recover from his shrinking state. He stood up, held on to the street lamp, convulsed and vomited.

"Butcher, you have a good relationship with the CIA. I want to know where I can get a large amount of arms, something powerful."

Klein decisively dialed Butcher's phone number.

The other end of the phone sighed and took a few seconds to reply: "Where are you? I'm coming to find you. That place is not far from New York. If we drive fast, we can probably get the arms you want in three hours."

"I'm at a coffee shop near Water and there's a line here."

"OK, wait for me!"

...........

three hours later.

Klein and Butcher, wearing hoods, swayed out of the muddy Jeep.

Butcher felt nauseous and nauseated. This mountain road with eighteen bends was really too difficult to walk.

"There, go in yourself."

The driver and the accompanying mercenaries pointed to the Okura on one side.

Entering the large warehouse, various firearm boxes and various ammunition boxes were placed around, forming a hill.

"The weapons here can probably arm a division..." Klein said with emotion.

"No, it is not a division, but a legion, and it is a high-intensity battle that can last for at least two months for this legion!"

A young man wearing sunglasses who was not very old walked out.

"The bottom of this warehouse is opened, and the back is connected to the mountain. The mountain has been specially modified to be able to defend against 90.00% of missile attacks on the market. Of course... a close-range nuclear explosion will still be finished."

The young man walked up to Klein.

"Introduce yourself, I am Mobius, and I am happy to serve customers like you."

Mobius noticed at first glance that Klein had an aura of nobility.

In layman's terms, it's obvious that Klein is rich, and he likes rich second generations like this the most.

"There is everything here except nuclear weapons. This base was originally used as a weapons reserve fortification in the suburbs of New York. Everything you can think of is here!"

"Hello, I'm here to buy some big stuff, one-time big stuff," Klein said.

"Do you need a bomb?"

"Yes, actually missiles are more in line with my needs for powerful explosions, but this thing requires a professional launcher, which is too troublesome."

Klein feels that launching missiles from a long distance will be discovered by the military and Walter, which is a greater risk.

Or the bomb is reasonable.

"We generally don't ask customers what the purpose of these weapons is, but if you need a large-yield bomb, I have to ask what your purpose is?"

"Don't worry, I won't use weapons to blow up the White House."

Mobius looked at Butcher and asked: "Mr. Butcher, if you are the guarantor, I will at most provide some large amounts of black powder. In this way, even if you really go to blow up the White House and destroy Congress Building, the military can’t find me.”

"Deal!" Klein agreed readily.

"But..." Klein put his hands behind his back and started walking around the room.

"I want to see the weapons here, I'm a big military fan!"

Mobius nodded.

After several hours of visiting, Klein kept using his backpack function to make zero-dollar purchases in the void.

Raising his hand slightly, the large-yield missiles piled in the corner disappeared and entered the backpack.

Half an hour later, after paying millions of yuan, Klein purchased a large number of semi-processed explosive packets.

Coupled with some unnamed missiles in the backpack, Klein feels that these guys should be powerful enough!

.........

Late at night.

In an apartment somewhere in Queens, New York.

As soon as Maeve finished her date with her little lover Irina, she received a call from her motherland and rushed towards Walter.

The moment Irina closed the door, she felt a breeze pouring into the house from the window.

"I remember I closed the window?" Irina walked forward doubtfully and closed the wide open window.

The next second, he caught a glimpse of a figure behind the curtain.

"Help...wuwuwu..."

The other party was a strong man, holding a handkerchief filled with anesthetic in his iron hand, tightly covering most of Irina's face.

The struggle became more intense, and Irina became more uncomfortable, feeling weak all over.

In less than half a minute, Irina's muscles relaxed and she completely passed out.

"Sorry." Klein took off the black stockings that covered his face, sighed, and began to make arrangements.

..........

"We Walter! Some extremely bad things have happened recently!"

The people of the motherland held their heads high and said extremely angrily.

"There is a super pervert who is hunting superheroes! At this moment, I think we must unite as one! I don't want anyone to disappear inexplicably, or someone to be suddenly blown into a pulp!"

As the motherland people gave passionate and generous speeches, Maeve's cell phone vibrated slightly.

She didn't pay attention at first and didn't pick up her phone to read the message.

She knew that the people of her country hated being distracted when he was speaking.

"I plan to recruit a few new members to fill the vacancies. Does anyone have any different opinions?"

Maeve naturally had no problem with Starlight next door.

The rest of the people probably wouldn't dare to have any opinions.

Everyone raised their hands to express their approval.

Starlight's phone also flashed, and Maeve had a premonition in her heart.

Maeve raised her phone and found a new text message.

Several photos and a text were sent to her.

The protagonist of the photo is none other than his little girlfriend Irina, and she is tied up in all directions, her mouth is blocked with a rag, and she is dropped on a rooftop somewhere. It looks like she will fall if she is not careful.

[K: In 10 minutes, the rope on her back will break! 】

"What!" Maeve's eyes were splitting with anger, and her hand holding the phone unconsciously tightened.

Click!

The screen of the mobile phone cracked directly. Queen Maeve was shocked and angry, and hurriedly stopped.

Maeve looked to the side of Starlight, and the two looked at each other.

"Um, I have to go home. I forgot to feed my cat." Starlight said.

Maeve nodded and said: "I want to attend a private fan meeting, they are waiting for me."

The people from the motherland asked in confusion: "Is it such a coincidence?"

Homelanders paced the Super Seven conference room with their hands behind their backs.

He looked at Starlight and Maeve, obviously feeling that this coincidence was a bit too much.

"I haven't participated in many activities recently. I have to participate in this offline memory event this time. My fan support rate has dropped a lot recently," Maeve said.

The motherland nodded: "Yes, our support rate has dropped a lot recently, and many people have reported that we cannot give them a sense of security. In this way... you can go ahead."

The native said and looked at the stars.

"What about you? Your cat can't be hungry all night?"

"I've been in Walter recently, and I haven't taken care of the cats at home. They are probably going to starve to death!" Xingguang was a little tough.

The people of the motherland pondered for a long time and nodded.

"Okay, remember to attend the new recruitment meeting tomorrow morning!"

"it is good!"

"Ok!"

Maeve and Starlight packed up their things and left in a hurry.

Klein didn't know when he arrived at Uncle Fried Chicken's office and knocked lightly on the door.