The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

Lake stared blankly at the big screen. At this moment, the president and the Archbishop of Sobia were giving speeches on the podium.

He has a problem.

The gangsters already knew of his existence, how dare they frame Bob Lee Swagger?

If Swagger is just a retired patriot, then it is indeed possible that the man behind the scene will turn it into a pawn for conviction.

but……

The man behind Swag is Lake.

Federal Executive, New York State Homeland Security Senior Director, Lake Edwin.

Could it be that the arrow had to be sent on the string?

They were sure that Swagger wouldn't live to see him at Homeland Security.

Ah!

Life and death sniping?

Lake nodded and smiled.

at this time.

boom!

"Thick Shet!"

"God!"

"There are assassins!"

The battle center was also watching the big screen when Mr. President and the Archbishop gave a speech. In an instant, Archbishop Sobia, who had just shaken hands and hugged with Mr. President, fell to the ground to meet his Lord.

In an instant, the scene of the speech was in chaos.

Secret Service Team Leader Mike Banning stepped forward and used his body to protect Mr. President behind him. Then, several Secret Service agents surrounded Mr. President almost at the same time, and then quickly evacuated according to the evacuation plan. .

Almost everyone felt that the assassination in this horrific situation was directed against Mr. President.

But Lake knew the truth.

At the moment when Archbishop Sobia died, with a bang, the Force Seed in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to cross the distance between time and space, and directly took a group of holy light.

"what is this?"

"Wish."

Lake felt the information of the Force Seed. This light group is the most holy wish, which belongs to but when someone prays or requests Lake, this thing will appear.

Ordinary gods need to respond to this thing. To put it simply, if you want this will power, then you need to satisfy the so-called request in this group of will power.

Lake is different.

His fundamental law is plunder, and Lake can choose to respond to this wish, but in the same way, because of the fundamental law, Lake can choose to devour this group of will, and then act as if nothing happened.

Lake's choice?

Obvious.

boom!

After the Force Seed devoured this group of holy vows in an instant, with a bang, Lek's eyebrows twitched, staring at the sky above his own sea of ​​consciousness. After this group of vows entered, it instantly washed the space there like mushroom bombs.

hum!

Seventh sense?

Lake was a little unbelievable. He could feel that after gaining insight into his sixth sense, his spirit, physical fitness, and reflexes were leaping forward almost every day.

But his sixth sense hasn't been fully achieved yet. How could he have touched the seventh sense in advance?

Why are saints so powerful?

What determines the quality of Saint Seiya is not the Saint Cloth but the microcosm.

Why the golden saints are so powerful is because they have comprehended the essence of the microcosm - the seventh sense!

If the sixth sense has insight to the end, it will be that there is no flaw in the universe next door to Superman, then, who can understand the seventh sense, there is no doubt that it is God.

But……

It's early.

Lake didn't have time to think about it, because there was a complete chaos on Long Island.

The president was attacked.

There is no doubt that this was a terrorist attack, and the Department of Homeland Security was created for these things.

"Bass!"

"Lake, where are you?"

"What do you think."

"president……"

Lake listened to the voice of deputy director David Bass and said directly: "The person the FBI is hunting at this moment is framed, and the real target of the object is Archbishop Sobia."

David Bass, who was at the scene, looked up and seemed to want to see the satellite, his expression was a little confused: "How did you..."

Lake smiled: "I have an informant."

Bass looked around the surroundings that were quite chaotic: "What should I do now?"

Lake sneered: "Cold, dare to carry out terrorist attacks in my place, I have cleaned his underwear."

hang up the phone.

Lake motioned the Homeland agents to turn on the monitoring of the four intersections of the Homeland Building. At this moment, Jack was leading a team to control the crossroads that could lead directly to the Homeland Building on Long Island.

"Jack!"

"Sir!"

"You three people standing across the road at 3 o'clock, and the two people standing in front of the coffee shop at 7 o'clock, arrest them directly, and shoot directly for those who resist!"

"Who's on Baker Street."

"Dolly, sir!"

"You five at five o'clock, and the van parked on the side of the road at nine o'clock."

"clear!"

"..."

Lake sits in the center, breaking through the sixth sense, and the incomparably powerful mental perception directly covers these four intersections, and one by one will be ambushed at the intersection. It seems that as long as Swagger appears here, the killers who shoot directly will click separately. out.

"Listen to my orders!"

"clear!"

Lake closed his voice and said to Tiffany next to him, "Issued a Class A hazard warning in the name of Homeland Security."

Tiffany nodded.

ten seconds later.

Tiffany glanced back at Lake and nodded, indicating that the message had been sent.

Lake looked directly at the four intersections on the big screen, and said directly to the detectives at the four intersections: "Action!"

The words fall.

Jack, who was guarding the intersection, looked directly at the target that had been pointed out, and waved: "Doggy!"

The territorial agents on both sides of Jack directly shot at the target person and said something, after attracting the target person's attention: "DHS, sir, hold your hands high."

The killer seemed a little confused: "Why?"

The homeland agent put his right hand directly on the trigger, ready to withhold the hair at any time: "Do it, now!"

The killer and his companion looked at each other.

At this time, they suddenly discovered that the intersection was clearly very busy. At this moment, two minutes have passed, and no vehicle has passed.

The killer looked behind him from the corner of his eye. The road leading to this side was blocked for some time.

at this time.

Bang.

A gunshot came directly from the intersection of Baker Street.

exposed.

no doubt.

Although the killers didn't know how they were exposed, it didn't prevent them from knowing their situation. The killer snorted and took it out next time.

"Tu Tu Tu!"

"Puff puff!"

The moment the killer had just pulled out his gun, the territorial agent who had already received the warning order pulled the trigger without hesitation. In an instant, the blood mist appeared directly on the killers who had already been targeted.

In an instant.

The killers at the four intersections were directly turned into sieves.

Lake didn't intend to live. Naturally, Jack and the others didn't plan to catch them. After all, this is a key intersection. It's been a long time, and the impact will be bad.

After half an hour.

Underground garage of the Homeland Building.

Twenty-one killers with holes formed into sieves lay side by side on the cold concrete floor in a line.

"How's the clean-up outside?"

"It's been released, some people just know they just shot, but don't know what happened."

"very good."

Lake nodded, then looked at Jack: "You said, how did the people behind the scenes contact them?"

Jack gestured to an agent, who brought a plastic box with twenty-one disposable mobile phones prominently inside.

Jingle Bell!

One of the phones rang.

Lake took the disposable mobile phone Jack took out and handed it over and connected it.

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "He went over to you, be careful, don't let him get close to the damned State Building."

Lake was silent.

The person on the other end of the phone also seemed to realize something: "No. 5, No. 5."

Lake said: "Sorry, number five..."

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

"..."

Lake saw that he was hung up before he finished speaking, shook his head, and threw the phone to Jack: "It's rude, I haven't said anything yet."

Tiffany came over: "Sir, someone from Mike Banning is on the line."

Lake took the headset: "Mike."

"Someone..."

"The target is not Mr. President."

"you……"

"I have an informant."

"...Are you serious?"

"What do you think?"

Lake re-entered the elevator, and after Tiffany came in, he closed the elevator: "The target of this group is the Archbishop of Sobia. This morning, the Archbishop of Sobia wanted me to investigate a case. The mastermind behind the scenes did not want Archbishop Sobia to speak."

"Who."

"I don't know, but I know who knows."

Lake stepped out of the elevator, looked at the picture that Bob Lee Swagger's big head had appeared on the TV, and said, "It's Swagger who is currently wanted by the FBI, you should know him, my team used to be sniper."

Mike Banning, who had successfully escorted the President to the designated safe house, loosened his tie and thought for a while: "I seem to have an impression that he is a special sniper. Mr. President will listen to the briefing in ten minutes, what do you have? news?"

Lake glanced at Tiffany, who made an OK gesture at him, and told Banning on the phone that Archbishop Sobia was looking for him this morning: "Archbishop Sobia discovered a serious massacre, but Because the authority is not the Homeland Security Agency, I declined, but now, the terrorist attack, this is my business, the evidence has been sent to your mailbox, you can show it to the president."

hang up the phone.

Lake said to Tiffany, who was sitting there, "Get me the attorney general."

Tiffany nodded.

ten minutes later.

A smashed blue Chevrolet rammed and slammed into the guardrail of the Homeland Building parking lot. After a few consecutive bangs, it slammed into the wall.

Whoa whoa whoa!

Behind him, a dozen federal investigation vehicles followed.

Boom!

Swag, covered in blood and severely wounded on his abdomen, squeezed out of the car, watched the dozens of pistols coming out of the Homeland Building and knelt directly at his homeland agent, raised his hands high, and said loudly: "I My name is Bob Lee Swagger, I'm framed, I want to see Lake Edwin!!"

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