MARVEL Rampage

Chapter 190 The First Member of Parliament

"This Monk Nabo congressman, in recent years, has committed 370 crimes, killed thousands of families, and kidnapped tens of thousands of people, including many homeless people, missing persons, and children."

"Rape more than 100 women, accept bribes of more than 1 million US dollars, and participate in countless other illegal activities."

Looking at the information displayed on the big screen, there are some criminal images. These are all made by fellow mutants. Some are fake and intentionally slandered. However, others cannot find out whether it is true or not. true criminal record.

John explained vividly on the side, this job is really exciting, it is really suitable for me, show off the limelight, praise the boss, long live the boss.

"This kid is doing pretty well now. It seems that he has been well trained and can take charge of himself."

At this moment, Umbrella and Song Chao were also very satisfied watching John's performance on TV.

"Isn't this your first little brother? I haven't been in the company for a long time, and I already know about it. How dare other people not cultivate him?"

Hope gave Song Chao an angry look, and casually told some gossip in the company.

"Haha, what's wrong with this, it's too normal in a humane society."

Song Chao shook his head indifferently. His first younger brother can be cultivated at any cost. Even if the opponent's ability can't keep up with his own, but the current performance is okay, and it will be good to study in team combat in the future.

time Square
Seeing the congressman from New York State, this is his superior official. Although he is not directly under him, the New York Police Department Commissioner Smith and Deputy Commissioner George Stacey couldn't stand still, and hurriedly led people forward.

It's a pity that I was stopped by the security guards in black, and I couldn't force it in the public, so I could only bite the bullet and shout:
""Mr. Iron Man" John, you can't treat Mr. Congressman like this. Even if he committed a crime, we should enforce the law and hand him over to us."

"YES, YES."

John was waiting for this moment. Hearing the words, he nodded naturally and readily, agreeing:
"Mr. Chief, our "Umbrella Superheroes" organization usually cooperates with your New York Police Department, such as fires, large-scale firearms, as long as you need them, please contact us at any time, and we will support you at any time.

"I think we did a good job, so I called you here this time. I don't want to hinder your judicial power. It's just that some things must be displayed. We are "superheroes", not politicians. We fight against evil. It's not wrong, and it didn't hurt the life of the criminal."

Having said that, John signaled to the security guard in black:
"The chain, tie it on."

Watching the security guard take out a ten-meter-long iron chain that had been prepared earlier, and tie one end of the congressman, John took the other end and threw it to the New York policemen.

"Mr. Director, I think you can ask more people to hold the chain for you. Maybe this Mr. Congressman doesn't want to leave this place."

John looked at the chief of the New York Police Department, smiled slightly, and signaled him to look at the congressman. At this time, Mr. Congressman, being held down by two security personnel, watched the other party struggling and did not want to come out, and hid in the shadows.

""Iron Man" Mr. John, what the hell are you doing, what are you trying to do, why are you giving us the chain."

"I'll give you a chance, Mr. Bureau Chief. You'd better hold on. I'm afraid Mr. Congressman won't want to leave here. If you want to take him away, work harder now and pull him out."

John curled his lips and signaled the other party to come on and compete with Mr. Congressman in a tug-of-war.

"This,"

Director Smith and Deputy Director George looked at each other, nodded to each other, looked at the struggling figure of Mr. Congressman, and finally turned around to signal to the subordinates behind him:
"Come here, grab the chain, pull the congressman out, and bring him back to the police station."

John saw the person opposite was on the road, and signaled to the security to let go. With two security personnel injected with super serum, the congressman couldn't break free at all.

The people who lost control at this time naturally struggled frantically. These people wanted to kill themselves. How could they go out? Put some UV protection on it.

"NO, NO, let me go, I don't want to go out."

"Fake, here, Director, what's the situation, we can't pull it, the force on the opposite side is too strong, it's weird."

A dozen police officers have been added to the tug-of-war rally, but it is a pity that the councilors are still not pulled, and the situation is still going backwards. An old councilor actually pulled a dozen policemen in their prime of life to move forward.

"Audience friends, we have finally discovered something strange after seeing this. Mr. Monk Nabo is 57 years old this year, but he has pulled over a dozen policemen by himself. This is unbelievable. Could it be that our congressman is still a hidden superpower?"

The ABC hostess was thinking about the script of the donor's father, and hurriedly reported to the camera.
"Fuck, what the hell is going on, Shet, you all go up and pull the congressman out."

Because the police were blocked by the security guards, these policemen couldn't go up. Director Smith was very helpless. Seeing this situation, he could only order the rest of his subordinates to continue to serve and must pull the congressman out.

"NO, please, don't pull me out."

Seeing that there were more than 20 people on the opposite side, Councilor Monk Nabo finally couldn't hold on anymore, and was slowly pulled out, and couldn't help crying loudly for mercy.

The audience at the scene, as well as reporters from various platforms, quickly recorded this scene. It was a very abnormal scene. The government personnel kidnapped by superheroes refused the help of the New York police and did not want to get out of the iron container.

"NO, don't do this, please."

Finally about to be pulled out of the box in the shadows, Member Monk Nabo shouted hysterically.

It's a pity that these obedient policemen ignored his words at all. Although this man was higher in rank than the chief, it was useless.

"BO, ah, no, no."

"Ah, this, what's the situation, the audience in front of the TV, look at our congressman, there are signs of burning on his face and arms."

The ABC hostess covered her mouth in surprise and looked at the congressman, still not forgetting to report to the camera.

"Fuck, Mr. Iron Man John, what's going on, what happened to the congressman?"

Director Smith was taken aback when he saw the congressman's appearance, and quickly asked John. Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, he saw the congressman turned into ashes, leaving only incomplete clothes and not even a skeleton.

"Here, where are the people, where are the congressmen?"

After watching the first act of the good show, John took the microphone and walked forward, facing the people in front of him and the camera:
"Wow, everyone has seen it. We didn't kill him. The New York police insisted on pulling him out. If something goes wrong, we can't blame us."

"Director Smith, don't need to get excited, I will explain one by one next."

"First of all, let me introduce the new members of our "Umbrella Superhero League" organization."

"Who is he?"

John said at this time, turned around, and pointed behind him, a man who had taken off his steel armor, but inside was still tightly wrapped in clothes.

"He's Mr. Blade Runner."

(End of this chapter)