My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

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Eric covered his forehead, Harper's lie was too much.

Harper seemed to understand the truth too much. After being yelled at by the manager for a while, he helplessly put down his phone and looked at him with the innocent deer eyes he had when they met for the first time.

"Hmmm..it's a pity that none of these stories are very useful."

Harper put down his phone, jumped from the bed onto Eric, and gave him a sip.

"This is the real reason for the decline of the digital age: no one can really escape."

Harper seems to be in a good mood today, despite being yelled at by his agent for a while, "Even if I lose my mobile phone or contract some kind of disease, I can still use my mobile phone or email to reply to my agent: hello. And then send him that dreadful manuscript..."

Harper confides his troubles to Eric: the deadline is approaching, and he still hasn't written anything.

"So, you are still writing your own "Alice Carter" book?"

Eric gently put Harper on the bed and asked.

"Of course not, it's another novel, a story about you." Harper smiled slyly.

"mine?"

"Well, the Batman story, strictly speaking, should be regarded as a fan. Although the superhero Batman is by my side, I still have to act like a normal fan fan and pretend that I have nothing to do with Batman. .”

Harper touched Eric's face with the ends of his hair.

"So... can I have a look at the content?"

Eric is full of curiosity about the Batman story created by Harper.

"sure."

Harper stepped down in his cute shoes and picked up some papers from his desk and handed them to him.

Eric looked at the paper with curiosity.

"Today's plan is not to try a sip of vodka.

Run: Three miles.

Purpose: In order to be honest and not deceive, next time I can't use any reason to deceive the agent.

Second run: five miles.

Purpose: To meditate on the key behaviors and motivations of the characters in the book while walking. "

An inexplicable text.

Seems like Harper wrote about today's schedule.

"This is... your schedule for today?"

Eric asked Harper.

"Haha, yes. The truth is, I didn't write a single word."

At first Harper said it with a smile, but the more he talked, the more frustrated he became.

She lowered her head, "I went to the W.H. Smith stationery store, spent eight dollars and 55 cents and proudly bought a bunch of notebooks, stationery and ink, trying to let new inspiration come out, I want to find something different from using vodka to find way of inspiration..."

It looks like Harper has hit a creative wall.

As a competent boyfriend, Eric decided to comfort her.

As for the way of comfort, of course it is to give her some spiritual comfort.

Eric leaned in to Harper, grabbing love from her soft lips.

Harper's eyes moved slightly, and his slender and tight thighs slowly wrapped around Eric's body.

 …

On the other side, Miriam, who was fighting with the owl team, has fallen into a state of rampage.

The police entered the hotel, and Miriam instantly felt that she had been tricked by this group of people.

(In reality, the cops were just trying to catch a drug dealer hiding out in a motel.)

Already emotionally unstable, she immediately fell into a runaway state.

The hair that was dyed blond by inferior hair dye turned into jet-black hair with a few streaks of burgundy.

Like the feathers of those ravens.

The demeanor on his face suddenly turned to a stern and unfriendly look.

There is an uncomfortable look in the eyes, as if they can see into the soul of everyone.

Air flow gushed out from her body, and purple-black rays of light continued to emanate from her body. The dazzling rays of light shone on Butcher and the others who could barely open their eyes.

Huey and the others were constantly blown by a treacherous black air current.

The draft in the hotel room rattled the cabinets and other debris.

Accompanied by the air current, was Miriam's frightening aura.

Like the unclean breath emanating from the inside of hell.

The smell of sulfur, the breath of the devil, the smell of shuddering.

Huey looked at Miriam, who was enveloped in light and was so black that he couldn't look directly at it, and fell into great fear.

As for Miriam, who had undergone drastic changes, the power of demons in her body was continuously released. From a blurred perspective, she saw a scene that shocked her.

A red-coloured devil with horns and three pairs of eyes was roaring at him.

Miriam clearly felt that this was an illusion born in her mind.

At the same time, a flash of memory flooded into her mind.

She remembered her own name—Raven.

The daughter of an extradimensional demon.

Her soul was pulled out by a new generation of "Blood Brothers", traveled through time and space, and came to this world with the help of a summoning ceremony, parasitizing on a dead baby.

Since the soul stone was stolen by Brother Xue, he could not recover his power and memory.

In the runaway state, her suppressed power stimulates her suppressed blood, so she can restore her memory and gain her power for a short time.

The huge demon in the hallucination in front of her is her father, a destroying demon from another dimension—the Sangong Demon.

"Roar!"

The phantom of Sangongmo let out a roar, "Daughter born in my darkness, you have rejected my love!"

He yelled at his daughter: "You must die now!"

Huge anger burst out from Sangongmo's eyes, which directly turned into hell flames and shot at the raven.

Raven controls his subconscious mind, shutting down these hallucinations.

Open your eyes and look at reality.

She found that everyone was staring at her in horror.

The raven's eyes turned black as a devil, and there was an aura of destruction in them.

At the same time, there are black threads spreading around the eyelids, as if the power of the devil is constantly overflowing from the eye sockets.

"Hey, I think the situation is a little bit bad, so we might as well retreat for a while."

Frankie swallowed and said to the others.

"I don't think it's a good idea."

Butcher stretched out his hand slightly, signaling Frankie not to act rashly.

At the same time, he took out his pistol and was ready to shoot if there was any disagreement.

"Don't provoke her! Everyone stay still!"

Although Butcher is ready to get started, he still hopes to resolve it peacefully.

"Strong emotions can change people! Fear can trigger people's survival instinct!"

The raven spoke, the voice echoed, like a mixed voice of men and women, as if it came from hell, "Anger can make people emit powerful power! Controlling these emotions is my specialty!"

Raven stared at Huey and the others with emotionless eyes, as if looking at a group of dead people.

"Oh, it looks like it's over now!"

Huey, who was blinded by the air current, let out a mournful cry.

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