Chapter 295 GAME
Since the announcement of the attack, the whole of New York...

No, it should be said that the whole of America is in a state of tension.

Thanks to the various dumping operations of the Water Company, the terrorist organization "Black Robe" has a very large influence among the people.

For the sake of social harmony and national stability, the American government spared no expense to mobilize the army and actively prepare for war.In New York, the bustling metropolis that is one of the best in the world, a heavy army is stationed, just waiting for that day to come.

A week later.

"Attention to all units, once an abnormal situation is found, it must be reported immediately."

"Also, pay attention to the safety of the people, but when necessary, destroying the enemy is the first priority, understand?"

"receive."

"receive."

"receive."

On the side of the government army, the top and bottom seemed very tense.

As a partner of the American government, the heroes dispatched by Walter Company were much more relaxed in comparison.

"Whoo~"

The second-tier hero Lan Ying couldn't help yawning.

His eyes swept around obscurely, and he couldn't help showing a look of disgust in his eyes.

A lot of Brother Ni, who didn't know it, thought he had traveled back to the southern states before the slave liberation movement.

Although I was upset, there was nothing I could do.

This action, Walter Company attaches great importance to it. Not only the super first-line idol group Chaoying Seven are all dispatched, but even second-line heroes like them are not left behind, and they have thrown themselves into the huge battlefield of New York.

However, people are here, but their minds are not here.

At least Blue Eagle is like this.

When they were in the limelight, they would never have imagined that second-line characters like them would be treated as cannon fodder once something happened?
Only a fool would like it.

And the most unacceptable thing for him is that, as a superhero of Walt Company, he actually wants to work with a group of Neighbors, which is simply unreasonable!
was thinking.

The surrounding voices suddenly became quieter.

Lan Ying glanced around curiously, only to find that it was Queen Maeve from the Superhero Seven, who was walking over with two long legs, and greeted them, the second-line heroes.

Of course, behind this charming lady, unsurprisingly, there is also a team of media people carrying cameras.

Lan Ying's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to move forward, wanting to take a few shots.

And Queen Maeve also spotted him very sharp-eyed, and took the initiative to get out of the way.

Blue Eagle got his wish and appeared in the public eye.

"My brother and I will definitely protect this city!"

In front of the camera, Lan Ying's eyes are firm, and his body exudes a confident temperament all the time.

And those media people with cameras were also very powerful, giving Lan Ying a close-up.

Queen Maeve nodded secretly.

Let's not talk about strength, at least in terms of worldly sophistication, this unknown guy still knows the rules.

But at this moment, Steamboy, who is also a second-line hero, suddenly broke into the camera.

Not noticing that Lan Ying's face was uglier than eating shit, he expressed his determination in the form of rap with a unique black accent.

"Yo, Man—you know, I covered this one—"

How dare Nee share my footage?
Furious, Lan Ying's eyes instantly turned red.

Almost without thinking, he pushed the steam boy away, but when he made this movement, he suddenly realized that it was live broadcast across the United States.

So, he tactfully changed push to hug, forcibly endured the disgust in his heart, pretended to be intimate with Steam Boy, and put on a professional smirk.

Queen Maeve obviously saw something, but she didn't care about Lan Ying's little thoughts.

She still has her own tasks, so she has no time to waste too much time here.

On the other hand, the people of the motherland are also doing pre-war mobilization.

"The enemy is very powerful, yes, I can tell you very responsibly, the enemy is very powerful!"

"I once fought the enemy leader Dio at close range, but unfortunately, I couldn't keep him."

"But today, God gave me another chance to correct my mistakes with my own hands!"

"Protect this city, for every American citizen who yearns for freedom and democracy, protect this city!"

I have to say that the speech eloquence of the people of the motherland is very good.

At least Jon was encouraged to hear it.

Very face-saving, he clapped his hands and yelled 'Good! '

This seemed to be a signal, and the other heroes cheered.

The people from the motherland smiled and nodded, feeling great satisfaction in their hearts.

Since Jon rescued him on the plane last time, his relationship with Jon has improved significantly. Although it can't be called heart-to-heart, it can still maintain peace on the surface.

Taking a deep breath, the native raised his head and looked at the blue sky.

He knew that his son must also be watching this sensational live broadcast in the United States.

Every father doesn't want to embarrass himself in front of his children.

So does he.

"Ryan, let me teach you what a real hero is." The people of the motherland thought to themselves.

Time flies by.

Soon it was twelve noon.

Everyone looked solemn.

Apart from……

The man behind it all, Jon.

In a corner that no one cares about, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and he snapped his fingers lightly.

In an instant, the wind was blowing.

Thick dark clouds blocked the sky.

"Come on!" The motherland's expression froze.

The rest of the heroes also took on fighting poses.

"Hey Hey……"

"Hey Hey……"

"Hey Hey……"

A series of strange laughter suddenly came from all directions.

Everyone swallowed subconsciously.But on the completely opaque dark clouds, a slender human face was inexplicably distorted.

"Good afternoon, New York City!"

The man looked unspeakably evil, as if all the words in the world were not enough to describe the darkness in his heart.

The natives clenched their fists.

Seeing that Jon had no intention of speaking, he pondered for a moment, flew straight into the sky, and asked, "You are the mastermind behind all this?"

"I don't like the word 'black hand' very much. You can call me a game planner. Now, I want to play a game with you."

The huge strange face began to speak.

"The content of the game is very simple. The bet is on the lives of all the people present. If you win, you will live, and if you lose, you will die. When you lose your last chip, I will detonate the bombs that have been buried in New York City for a long time, and destroy this city. The city exploded."

what?
The people of the motherland were a little bit overwhelmed, this was not the same as the war he had imagined.

At the same time, netizens all over the world who watched the live broadcast immediately exploded.

"Are you kidding me, is this a live-action "Chain Saw"?"

"I can smell that strong bad taste even through the screen."

"Stop talking nonsense with him, people from the motherland, hurry up!"

"Kill the son of a bitch."

Real life is not like making movies, who has so much free time to play some stupid games with you.

But the strange face in the sky seems to have been prepared.The corner of his mouth raised a very strange arc, and said: "I have never liked being rejected by others. In order to let you understand the current situation, I will show my ability a little bit."

As the words fell, the government troops stationed somewhere suddenly disappeared out of thin air.Like a stone falling into the sea, it failed to stir up any waves.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This……

What the hell just happened?
"Okay, now I have 310 five chips in my hand." The strange face grinned.

Facing that evil sight, the people of the motherland couldn't help but fight a cold war.Although he is also a naturally powerful superhuman, for some reason, he always feels that the strange face in the sky is a higher-dimensional creature, which makes him tremble from the soul.

so embarrassing...

Aware of his gaffe, the people of the motherland became a little annoyed.He gritted his teeth and growled: "Stop pretending there, and die to me!"

Although hearing such harsh words from the mouth of a heroic model and a moral model, it slightly affects the character design.But at this time, the people of the motherland can't control so much.

He turned into an off-string arrow and flew into the sky, shooting a powerful heat ray at that strange face.

However, the imaginary picture did not appear. The strange face seemed to be completely condensed by the dark clouds. Even if it was scattered by the heat rays, it would not be long before it returned to its original state.

The strange face was still smiling, "Homelander, is this your answer? Then I won this game.

Next round, start. "

After that, another government army disappeared inexplicably.

Aware of the abnormality under his body, the motherland's cold sweat broke out all of a sudden.

For a moment, he thought a lot.

Look at this posture, he wants to blame himself for the deaths of those people just now.

At the same time, major portals.

"What the hell are the people from the motherland doing? Killing those soldiers so impulsively?"

"Why do I feel that the people of the motherland are not the same as before."

"Wake up upstairs! This is Zu Bao's true state, a useless giant baby!"

"agree."

"This is too true. The sun is fierce, everything is visible, and the real strong man appears, and the false strong man of the motherland will naturally show his feet."

"Killing casually at a protest meeting, running alone to the Far East, and being caught, just like that, is he worthy of being the head of a superhero?"

Homelander, Wind Review Downhill!

At the scene, the motherland seemed a little at a loss.

Just then, Jon flew to his side.Patted his shoulder lightly, "You are too nervous. Let me talk to him."

The people from the motherland were immediately relieved, and looked at Jon gratefully.

Jon didn't say anything, but just put his hands in his pockets, and he was very chic not far from the strange face, "Before we start the game, we must at least know your name and the rules of the game."

"This is really rude...well, I think you can call me Tianqi." Weilian replied sharply.

"Is the Dior who appeared before also your companion?" Jon spoke again, frantically completing the character design.

"You can say that." The strange face remained the same.

Jon pondered for a moment, as if talking to himself, but also as if explaining to everyone watching the live broadcast: "If my guess is correct, what appears here is not your body."

"Hahahahahaha, you are very smart, I like to deal with smart people. Yes, here is just a projection of my consciousness." The strange face in the apocalypse vest easily admitted.

After a pause, he continued: "Before countless epochs, even before the development of human civilization, I was the master of this planet. However, because of some things, I fell into an endless sleep.

Not long ago, I finally woke up and saw some annoying bugs on my planet..."

The words are not surprising and endless.

Jon secretly controlled that strange face, and threw a shocking 'fact' to the whole world.

This world view has expanded countless times at once.

Everyone
——For those present, one counted as one, and they were all in great shock and couldn't extricate themselves.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Jon stopped talking nonsense and spread his hands, "Well, I now know your background, and I hope you can keep your promise as you said."

Weather laughed, "Who do you think I am, of course I will keep my promise. Not only that, but if you can win this game, I will also bring blessings to people all over the world."

"Fu Ze"?
what is that.

Deep doubts welled up in my heart.

But Jon didn't care so much, ticking his fingers, "Come on, I'm ready for the challenge."

When Tian Qi opened his mouth, a strange bird with nine heads flew out of his mouth.

Jon went up to meet him, pretending to move his hands.

What a big battle!
Although it was just an illusion, everyone present, how could their eyesight and knowledge be compared with the true god Jon. In their eyes, the fierce and surging strange bird was completely suppressed by Jon Joestar.

In just seven or eight minutes, the battle was over.

Tian Qi licked his lips, "Although I don't want to admit it, you do have the strength to make me face up to it. Well, I'm willing to bet, you won this game."

There is no reason to lose by beating yourself.

Jon nodded, giving full play to the professionalism that an old actor should have.

There was a burst of cheers on the Internet.

"What did I say? What did I say! Jon Joestar is the strongest hero and does not accept refutation."

"Those who brag about the motherland can save their energy. Facts speak louder than words!"

"Homelander? Homolander! suck my D1ck!"

It is almost human instinct to hold and step on one.It's normal to praise when you win and scold when you lose.In this tense atmosphere, there is always someone who has to be a punching bag, and the native who took the lead but failed to get off to a good start became the unlucky guy.

In addition to those netizens who are watching the live broadcast, the government troops and superheroes present are also relieved, there is nothing to be afraid of, they have Jon Joestar!
But in the next second, Tian Qi's words made their hearts hang again.

"Very good, you have entered the winner's zone, let other people participate in the next game."

As he said, his eyes were patrolling the field.

In the end, Tian Qi's eyes fell on a man in thin scale tights with a short head.

Who lives in the big pineapple in the deep sea...

No, no.

should ask.

Who is the real 'The Soprano King'

There is only one answer

—THE DEEP!

(End of this chapter)

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