My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

"I heard that Mr. Xavier has the idea of ​​investing in the superhero industry, and has already cooperated with Water Company on some peripheral products. I have some new ideas about superheroes and would like to communicate with Mr. Eric."

Storm talked confidently and generously, and it was not at all obvious that she was an old woman over a hundred years old.

Eric has always been insensitive to hidden terrorists like Storm.

But he was a little puzzled, when will the storm represent Water Company?

Seeming to see Eric's doubts, the storm shrugged a little exaggeratedly, "Maybe it's a bit abrupt, let me introduce my identity first, and now I am a member of the Super Seven."

"The Super Seven?"

Eric was a little puzzled, when did this guy become a member of the Seven?

"Oh, it's a secret, it's a secret for the time being. Is Mr. Xavier puzzled by the addition of female superheroes?"

Storm tilted his head nervously and asked Eric.

"No, just...the addition of a new female superhero? Is this for real?"

Eric thinks that the group of seven is too yin and yang to decline.

Storm seems to be a little dissatisfied with Eric's "discrimination", "I don't think it matters at all whether a superhero has a penis or a little sister. I mean, shouldn't we all be qualified for our jobs?"

"Forehead......"

Facing the shocking words of the storm, Eric was tongue-tied and didn't know how to respond.

"Dididi!"

Just when he was in embarrassment, the phone rang suddenly.

It's the phone of the storm.

"Oh sorry, that's my phone."

Storm made an apologetic gesture, walked to the bench closest to her, and picked up an expensive LV bag.

That's right, as a superhero and wearing a beautiful battle suit, Storm always carries a small bag when going out on missions.

Seeing Eric's strange eyes, Storm said generously: "Hey, this is indeed a bit weird. Superheroes travel with designer bags."

She lifted her bag and pointed it to Eric, "But it's not my fault, there are no extra pockets on this suit, and you can see every crease on my butt. I must say, this tights The design is really inferior!"

Storm seemed to express her views on her battle suit without any taboo.

What a tough and repulsive woman.

After taking out the phone, Storm made an apologetic gesture to Eric, and walked to an empty corner to answer the phone.

Eric was left stunned.

After getting used to the "true temperament" and sturdy Storm Girl for a while, Eric shook his head to wake himself up.

Sitting down, there is no one I know on the left or right.

Before the hearing officially started, I turned on the tablet and prepared to read the current news.

As soon as he turned to the news station, he saw a scene that left him dumbfounded.

A TV news reporter is interviewing the Eagles.

It was the Eagles, the Cleveland sharpshooter who planned to hang out with him before.

Somehow, he is now being interviewed by journalists with a serious face.

"I have been distributing leaflets on the street today, but I received a message from them at noon. They (Jizhong Church) suddenly told me that you were fired. I was very surprised when I heard the news."

"Why were you fired?"

the reporter asked him.

The eagle shrugged, "They don't want me to contact my mother, I think this request is unreasonable!"

The reporter was obviously not satisfied with Eagle's statement, and continued to ask: "But according to the news we got, it was because a video about you was leaked on the Internet that caused Jizhong Church to be dissatisfied with you..."

Eagle quickly denied: "That's not true, I assure you, it's just a maliciously synthesized video."

Then the news screen switched back to the live broadcast room, and the black female anchor with thick lips said in a serious voice: "The information about this video circulating on the Internet,

is a video about an eagle and his mate. The video shows the eagle's mate dressing up as an elk and letting the eagle hunt and invade..."

Then a coded video of the elk appeared on the screen.

Eric covered his eyes helplessly.

This group of superheroes, there is nothing they can't do!

It's so dirty to the depths that it hurts the eyes!

Eric finally understands why the eagle would introduce himself and want to hang out with him.

This bastard probably already knew that he was going to be fired!

While watching the news, I heard a cough.

The chairman of the committee coughed, "Ladies and gentlemen, please sit down. The hearing held by the bipartisan committee is about to begin!"

The people who got together to discuss under the stage heard the cough of the black chairman, separated and sat in their respective seats.

The audience in front of the TV was refreshed, and it finally started!

In a dim basement, members of the owl team who were being chased by Walter's forces also gathered in front of the TV, quietly waiting for the hearing.

Especially Butcher, with a smile on his lips.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time.

There's nothing more satisfying than watching Vought International and the bastards go down.

If it weren't for the conditions, he would really like to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

"These bastards who killed innocent people indiscriminately are finally doomed!"

Frankie also had the same thought as Butcher, and said viciously.

"Indiscriminate killing of innocents?"

Huey felt that the hat was a bit serious, "Did they really do that?"

"certainly."

French said in his distinctively French accent: "Those so-called superheroes will even beat you to death if you look at them too much!"

"Hey, be quiet!"

Butcher yelled, and the two of them had to stop discussing.

After staying on the stage for a while, the camera's angle of view was cast towards the auditorium.

The sharp-eyed Huey spotted Eric sitting in the front row.

"Hey, that... that's not Mr. Eric!"

Huey pointed to Eric in a baseball cap and formal suit on the TV screen, and said to several others.

"Yeah, this damn bastard has been dealing with Walt in secret. Of course, he won't miss such a scene."

Butcher didn't like his boss at all.

In Eric's manor, all the people also gathered together, sitting and watching TV together.

Harper, Leslie, Lian and Cullen.

Ye Yi, who hadn't fully integrated into them, stood behind the sofa, quietly watching the TV screen.

"Sister Harper, do you think Walter is going to die?"

Leslie asked Harper.

"I have no idea."

Harper shook his head blankly.

She really doesn't know.

Eric once told her that Walter Company would not stand still, but she couldn't think of how Walter could operate to recover from the disadvantage.

"Just hope Eric doesn't have any accidents."

Harper clasped his hands nervously and prayed silently.