American comics: God on earth, Saiyan hybrid Kryptonian

Carrot Al walked out without looking back. Under Jor Al's pleased eyes, he faced everything he should have faced without retreating or avoiding it.

When his heavy footsteps slowly stepped on the white snow, he left footprints as thin as cicada wings.

The symbol and black cloak that carry the hope of the El family also look deep and charming in the sunlight.

Qiao Al looked at Carrot's back and felt a sense of relief that the child had grown up for no reason.

His son has already calculated everything and has the determination to move forward and open up the future.

Fortunately, Carrot did not inherit the Saiyan clan in his mind.

He is a civil servant, so the child's wisdom must have been inherited from him!

Thinking of this, even now as an artificial intelligence, Jor Al feels extremely happy.

"Are we going out?"

Tony Stark glanced at Natasha, looked at the overwhelming army in front of him, and swallowed hesitantly.

Natasha Romanoff stretched her muscles and nodded to Jor Al:

"To be on the safe side, I think it's better to go out and take a look."

"call"

"call"

"call"

On the white snow, the whistling wind played a bright and clear music, and the dark cloak reflected the footsteps of a man walking alone on the mountain.

The figure stood on the cliff, with the sun shining on his back, like a holy son who had descended into the world, overlooking the crowd of people in the distance who were armed with live ammunition.

Everyone was alert to this scene.

The boundless sea of ​​people overwhelmed the tanks and missiles.

Someone silently clenched the handle of the gun and nervously held the butt of the gun against his chest.

Someone is hovering in a corner of the sky, always ready to press the button to launch missiles.

The snipers wiped their sights dry, adjusted the crosshairs of their rifles, and locked the bullseye a thousand meters away.

The tank turned its muzzle, and the commander observing in the periscope was always waiting for the order to cover the mountain with fire.

The front end of the Kryptonian spacecraft left nearly 500 meters of white snow in the air.

A black man wearing a black trench coat and an eyepatch on one side was watching him silently with a white colonel.

"It was not my intention to speak to you in this manner, Carrot El."

"But my people are missing from your place one after another, and I have to ask you for an explanation."

In his sight, he suddenly felt a clear penetration into his bones, and his focused gaze extended to every inch of Nick Fury's body.

After a general glance, the curvature of the corners of Carrot El's mouth showed some subtle changes, and he crossed his arms:

"Me too, it's not my original intention to negotiate with you in this way."

Carrot El pondered for a moment and walked in front of the two people:

"But whether it was at Magnum Capsule Company or now, I don't seem to have invited your agents to my home."

Nick Fury looked at Carrot's leisurely posture. Even standing in front of a massive army, there was no hint of timidity in this man's eyes.

In this regard, he could only answer Carrot's words righteously in the most official tone:

"Sorry, my duty is to deal with various strange events, including but not limited to alien invasions, or spy organization infiltration and other situations that endanger the earth."

Carrot El smiled calmly: "Let's be honest, Director, there is no way you can restrain me, and there is no way you can control me."

"I couldn't do it in the past, I can't do it now, and I can't do it in the future."

After the words fell, an arrow pointing towards him was revealed on the snowy peak not far away. The bow was fully drawn, and the eyes of Clint Barton, the eagle-eyed man, were filled with anger. Anyone could see the murderous intent in his eyes:

"Stop talking nonsense, what did you do to Natasha?"

Carrot El turned his head and looked back. He saw that his bow and arrows were filled with explosive warheads, and glanced at him without changing his expression:

"What should I say? Haven't you noticed that I have been talking to you calmly?"

Carrot El stayed on Nick Fury's body, and his calm eyes revealed a hint of coldness:

"Is it the illusion of planes and cannons surrounding me that makes you think I'm scared?"

"Director Nick, your men are pointing arrows at my head."

"I believe no negotiation in the world has been conducted in this format."

Sergio Leon tugged at the corner of Nick Fury's clothes. He didn't know how powerful a person was, but if it was possible to achieve peace talks without going to war, then he would be happy to do so without causing any sacrifices.

But Nick Fury obviously has the idea of ​​​​testing Carrot El's power, and he wants to make an accurate judgment on this.

At the same time, it was also because of the successive disappearances of Colson and Natasha that he almost ran out of patience.

The turmoil caused by the disclosure of scientific research results by Magnum Capsule Company has swept almost the entire American continent.

The consequences of this have had a very large impact and impact on S.H.I.E.L.D.

After a long silence, Carrot Eyre didn't even wait for Nick Fury's answer. The arms that were originally holding his chest slowly dropped:

"Okay, I thought you wanted to talk to me before, but now it seems like you want to take me back."

Originally, I wanted to talk to you about the ways of the world.

But since you don't want to talk about it, let's talk about one punch to the stars.

Nick Fury did not deny it, but simply corrected it:

"It's to assist in the investigation."

"You have been in the earth for 20 years, Mr. Al, and nearly 17 SHIELD-level agents have disappeared because of investigating you."

Carrot Al interrupted: "I just said that you can't do it."

"Try and you will know."

The next second, Nick Fury clapped his hands, and three figures slowly walked out from below.

The leader was wearing a blue battle suit, and he was solemn and ready to fight, as if he was a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time and looked down on death and war.

The whole person was dressed as if the national flag was tattooed on his body. He held a vibranium shield and wore a light blue helmet. He stood in front of Carrot step by step and stared at him in the wind and snow.

Captain America, Steve Rogers!

Another person was dressed very ordinary, wearing a fleece coat and shivering from the cold. He rubbed his hands vigorously. He didn't look like a combatant. When he saw Carrot, he even waved his hand, as if to say hello to him.

The last lady was the only one among the three who surprised Carrot and made him stop looking.

As beautiful as Aphrodite, as smart as Athena, more agile than Hermes, and stronger than Hercules.

Diana Prince.

Wonder Woman!

"Sure enough, all the results reached at the negotiation table by humans are based on the end of the war."

"If you don't want to talk, then don't talk."

Logically speaking, I thought for a long time that the protagonist's nickname should be Super Saiyan Superman, but you said that with the example of that unfortunate child Son Gohan, I really think it's better to call him Instant Noodles, simple and clear!