Death Master of a certain manga

Chapter 197 After the War
"Is it worth it? You should have paid a great price."

In the Phoenix Fighter, Hill curled up in Victor's arms and enjoyed this moment of tenderness.

Victor stroked Hill's smooth, long hair.

See a scar on Hill's cheek.

Showing a distressed expression, he said, "When did your face get hurt?"

He remembered that the last time he saw Hill, he hadn't seen this scar.Hill raised her head and stared at Victor. This way of avoiding the topic made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Victor smiled, leaned down and kissed Hill's deep purple lips lightly.

After half a sound.

"I just want to have a clear conscience," he said.

Yes, with a clear conscience.

This time, resurrecting all the passengers on the crashed plane exhausted the origin points he gained from killing thousands of marine soldiers, as many as [-] origin points.

On average, the cost of resurrecting a person is [-] points of origin, do you think this is very little?

You must know that this is only the price of resurrecting ordinary people.

If it's a mutant.

Then the number will be doubled dozens of times.

For example, the Alpha-level mutants ranked at the fourth level cost a thousand points to revive once, and a thousand points were an astronomical figure for the former Victor.

"For your clear conscience, shouldn't you make it up to me?" Hill had a seductive look in his eyes, and even stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

What a leprechaun!

Victor suddenly turned into a wolf and pounced on it.
The speed of the Phoenix fighter is amazing. It takes less than half an hour to travel from Portland to New York.

Accompanied by fighters landing on the lawn.

Norman and Tony in the castle waited for three full hours before the door of the cabin opened slowly.

God knows how ugly Tony's face is at this time.

"Hic, Victor, you made me drink bourbon for three hours!" Tony said drunkenly.

Norman's eyes were also a little wandering. He looked at Victor, and then at Ms. Hill who was following behind with red ears, and suddenly nodded with a sudden realization.

"Why are you here?" Victor touched his chin and asked curiously, saying that he did not inform the two of his return time.Norman glanced at Tony upon hearing this.

Then he pointed to the sky.

Ok.

Stark Industries with autonomous satellites is a bull!

Victor shot Tony a hard look.

The damn voyeur!

By the way, Tony can't be Charles' illegitimate son.

The personalities of the two are so similar.

When they were young, they were all playboys, and then they all liked to peep into other people's privacy.

Well, they can't be father and son.

"What's that look on your face?" Tony squinted.

Victor snorted coldly.

He took Hill's little hand and walked into the castle.

Accompanied by four people sitting in the living room.

Victor said: "From now on, Hill will be the spokesperson of our Guardian Alliance in Washington!"

"This is a wise decision." Norman nodded.

Hill is the deputy director of S.H.I.E.L.D., no matter which side he is on, he is a suitable candidate.

But the premise is that Hill will not favor S.H.I.E.L.D.

Victor has confidence in Hill, she is a woman who can distinguish between right and wrong, and left and right are just a spokesperson, if she disagrees with Victor.

Norman and Tony could see this very clearly.

"The second thing is that I want to promote the Guardian Alliance to the entire Federation before the end of the year, and every state must have a permanent presence of our alliance members." Victor said.

This is something he has thought about deeply, just like the Town God's Temple in every city in the ancient Hua Kingdom.

Do you dare to say that this is not a soul transfer station established by the ruler of the underworld under the command of the heavenly gods?

At the same time, it is also a transfer station to gather the beliefs of all living beings. The Guardian Alliance is the Town God's Temple in Victor's hands, uniting grassroots heroes in the name of justice.

Victor believed it.

After the system is upgraded again, all the efforts I have made now will be worthwhile.

"This is incredible!"

Hill said with a look of surprise: "It is impossible for the Attorney General to share the law enforcement power of the entire federal government with any department other than the judiciary. This will kill him."

"He will agree!" Victor's tone was very confident.

He didn't believe that after the East Coast incident, those in power in Washington would dare to fight against him. As for stumbling in secret, it depends on whether the Attorney General's hand is so strong.

Even if it was made of iron, Victor would chop it up!

Victor looked at Hill with burning eyes. This was the first task he gave Hill.

Hill was silent for a while, then nodded.

Today's Washington can be described as jittery, even the White House will not stop Victor in this matter, unless he wants to step down early.

"Yes, Washington will agree." Tony took a sip of bourbon and said: "Politics has always been about compromise and deal, or the strong wins."

Victor glanced at Tony.

Iron Man in his current state is very unhealthy.

Because of Obadiah's death.

But people are dead, what else can you say?
shook his head.

Victor explained a few more things.

Afterwards, the crowd dispersed, and Maria Hill went to Washington on the S.H.I.E.L.D. special plane.

in Washington.

Black marinated eggs are still waiting for Hill.

As for why.

This is not within the scope of Victor's consideration.

At the same time, he kind of misses Barbara the Mockingbird.

After losing contact for so long, Barbara won't find another man again, right?

Victor felt a little uncomfortable.

In the original book, Barbara is the wife of Hawkeye Button.

And finally got divorced.

Oh, it's really too bad.

Victor drank a glass of bourbon and went back to his bedroom.

He needs a good day off.

Even for one night.

But there are always people who keep Victor from getting what he wants.

Like Felicia.

Well, Felicia is here to warm the bed.

This does not count.

When Felicia saw Victor, she immediately showed a happy smile, but soon a big hand formed by thought power blocked the former's mouth, and directly rolled him into the bed.

"Sleep, no matter what, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)