My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

The escaped terrorists were driving their cars and running wildly on the streets.

Soon they encountered members of SHIELD who came to intercept them.

Butcher was driving, watching the fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and frowned.

Aren't we like the fire brigade or rescue guys?

He turned to Frankie and asked.

Frankie was concentrating on observing the road ahead. Hearing this, he shook his head, Dude, we are agents now.

Agent?

Butcher smiled contemptuously. Is the agent here to wipe the boss' ass and come to the Martian like a bodyguard or a fire brigade asshole?

Butcher was very dissatisfied with being assigned such a task.

Among the owl squad, he is the most resentful.

For superhumans, he has always held the idea of ​​It would be fine if all the opponents were dead, and if not all of them died, I would kill them.

Working with these metahumans now was killing him.

If it weren't for these people in the team, Huey, Frankie, Breast Milk, and Himiko were obedient to Eric, and he wished he could drag this group of people out to do it alone now.

But the main conflict now is to deal with more and more alien invasions. After these things are resolved, he is going to leave SHIELD.

Speaking of it, he still doesn't like such a bound job.

Hey! Hey! Right ahead, this is the car, stop them!

French looked at the car speeding ahead and called out to Butcher.

fasten your seat belt!

With a shout, Butcher stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the opposite black Mercedes.

Ah! Shet! Butcher, our car is not bulletproof and crashproof, is it?!

Feeling an acceleration, Huey saw that the car he was sitting in was about to hit the opposite car, so he couldn't help shouting and asked Butcher loudly.

Yeah, so buckle up!

Boom!

The car slammed into the black Mercedes that was speeding across.

The terrorists who failed in the mission to assassinate Eric hadn't recovered from the shock of the car crash. They were about to run out of the car with their heads down and coughing, when they saw a bearded, long-haired Much like the erotic Matrix hero guy jumps out of the car.

With a submachine gun in his hand, he swept the car wildly.

bang bang bang!

Although the car is bulletproof, several cracks appeared in the windshield and door glass of the car after being hit violently.

The bullets shot in through the gap, instantly knocking these terrorists out of their wits.

It's embarrassing! The next time you do such a crazy thing, can you say hello in advance?

Holding his dizzy head, Huey struggled to get out of the car.

The gangsters in the car, who had been overwhelmed by Butcher's bullets and impacts, began to raise their white socks and surrender.

 …

Eric and Leslie didn't have to wait long before S.H.I.E.L.D. agents arrived on the scene.

The police, ambulance, and the media also all arrived.

The person in charge of the police station knew Eric. Seeing Eric who was talking to Leslie, he immediately went up to say hello respectfully.

Mr. Xavier, it was our oversight to allow terrorists to attack openly in the streets. On behalf of the NYPD, I must apologize.

The potbellied police chief wiped the sweat from his head with a handkerchief, and apologized to Eric in a low voice.

No way, the terrorists attacked important government figures in the street,

Fortunately, there was no accident, otherwise he would have to take the blame and resign this time.

After all, S.H.I.E.L.D. and Eric, who solved the Laughing Bat invasion, now have extremely high influence among the people.

If something goes wrong, the angry people estimate that anything may happen.

That's all right, Chief Nick. It's really not about you. I've always admired the efficiency and the way the NYPD does things. But...

Eric changed the subject, This terrorist attack is obviously aimed at me and S.H.I.E.L.D., so I hope Mr. Nick can hand over this case to S.H.I.E.L.D. for handling.

Hehe, it should be, it should be.

Director Nick immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Eric was not going to pursue it.

As for the right to investigate this matter, he didn't want to argue.

This is obviously a political incident at the top, and I don't want to get involved.

Although Director Nick looks chubby, he has a smarter brain than anyone else.

After talking with the director, a reporter came over.

Eric frowned. It stands to reason that the agents had already arranged the scene, so why would a reporter appear in front of him?

In case the corpses all over the place let the other party take pictures, it would not cause a lot of trouble for no reason.

Just thinking about whether to go back and deal with the person in charge, the reporter walked up to him from the shadows.

It turned out to be the reporter she was familiar with—Lola!

Eric now knew why no one stopped her.

Laura, as her own queen reporter, is now known to many people in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Wearing formal clothes and light makeup, the beautiful and striking Laura walked towards Eric.

Seeing her, Eric was a little dazed.

In other words, how long has it been since I met Laura.

Hi, Mr. Eric!

Laura greeted Eric excitedly.

However, how did Eric hear a hint of resentment from it.

Long time no see, Laura.

Eric stepped forward and hugged Laura.

Yeah, it's been a long time. I remember every time I interviewed you, you didn't have time.

Laura's eyes looked like she was looking at a scumbag.

I did miss the appointment, but there is a reason for it. The appearance of the Laughing Bat disrupted my plan, so I can't accept your interview as scheduled.

Eric smiled bitterly and explained to her.

So...how are you going to make it up to me?

Laura asked Eric with a smile.

What does Miss Laura mean?

I...of course...

Laura was about to make her request when Leslie came over.

Laura coughed quickly, asked the photographer to follow, and asked Eric seriously: Mr. Eric, can you tell us what happened at the scene? Was it really a terrorist attack on you? Did you kill the dead terrorists at the scene?

Sighing at the speed of the beautiful reporter's face-changing, Eric nodded and said to the microphone: This is indeed a terrorist attack against me and my family. The terrorists wanted to kill me and seek superhuman The disintegration of the organization. I now have every reason to suspect that remnants of extraterrestrials were responsible for planning this terrorist attack.

Remnants?

Yes.

Eric took advantage of the topic and prepared to uproot all the forces behind it, Either the remnants of the criminal syndicate, or the accomplices of the Laughing Bat, the other party obviously wants to disintegrate our superhuman organization and destroy our The great cause of fighting against alien forces. No matter what, I must thoroughly investigate these people!