Superman

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Luke smiled.

Howard is worthy of being a friend of women, and he can even master the series of the president's wife skillfully.

"So, I paid a huge price. Luke, don't forget what you promised."

Thinking of the way the president looked at him before he left, Howard couldn't help but get chills down his back.

However, in order to step into the magical world of legends, experience what kind of sorceress, banshee, succubus, centaur

Even if the president writes his name down in a small notebook, it's worth it!

"I said it all, we are friends, and I won't lie to you."

Luke assured.

Anyway, he had participated in the peace summit in Paris, and he was going to Karma Taj, so it would be no problem to bring Howard with him.

The Blair State Guest House, Presidential Suite.

After sending those two troublesome guys away, the president returned to the study.

He needs to smoke a cigar and take a good chill.

"who are you?"

As soon as he sat on the chair, a strange figure suddenly appeared in the room.

The opponent had his hands behind his back, a strange purple helmet, and a purple and green vintage robe.

"You don't need to know who I am."

The stranger's voice was hoarse, and his face with gray skin showed a hint of arrogance unconsciously.

"I have been a pharaoh in Egypt, but I have never tried it as a monarch of the Persian Empire. What is it like to be a president?"

The terrified president tried to speak, but found his mouth was tightly shut.

"That young lieutenant general is very strange. I have never heard his name, and there shouldn't be such a person in history."

The stranger talked to himself, pulled away his chair, and took the cigar from the president's hand.

"Phew! I like the smell of tobacco, too. Howard Stark, he's a celebrity, worth noting. And Superman, I'd better be careful."

"I've been looking at this timeline for a while, and it's not the same as the worlds I've conquered. That's a good thing, it's more intriguing to me."

"It's really not easy to avoid the Supreme Mage. After hiding for so long, I only found a chance when Gu Yi was playing with Dormammu."

""

The stranger was talking to himself, saying things the president couldn't understand.

When the cigar was one-third smoked, there was a cry from outside the study.

"Harry, dear, the bathwater is out."

The President's wife knocked on the door.

"Okay, I'll be out right now."

The stranger fiddled with his throat, and his voice was just like the president's.

"The interesting life is about to begin."

He stood up, took a potion from his belt, and injected it into his neck.

The nanoworms invisible to the naked eye are injected into the body, and in just a few seconds, the appearance is transformed into that of the president.

The latter sat in a chair, unable to move, but his eyes were full of fear.

The president was like looking in a mirror, seeing the stranger and gradually becoming himself.

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A few days later, the Hotel Royal in Paris.

Diplomats and representative teams from all over the world arrived at the place where they stayed.

Outside were reporters from major newspapers, as well as melon-eaters who joined in the fun.

The former was carrying a long gun and a cannon, and the flash of the camera was constantly being pressed, and the sound of "click" was continuous.

To use a cliché, today is a historic moment.

For the first time, human beings came into contact with other civilizations and established stable diplomatic relations.

Those blue-skinned Atlanteans who lived underwater.

Like a magnet, it attracts everyone's attention.

As for the previous war?

Because it ended too quickly, and except for the coastal cities of the continental United States, other places were basically not affected.

For the British, the French, and the people of all countries in the world.

Naturally, it is possible to continue to conduct harmonious and friendly exchanges on an equal footing as if nothing happened.

Those unpleasant little things can be erased as chalk.

Anyway, it's not me who suffers.

"Superman! Take a picture!"

"Attending on behalf of the President! Great news!"

"I've already thought of the title! The war hero arrived in Paris today!"

A black car stopped at the entrance of the hotel. When the reporters saw the tall figure coming down, they pressed the shutter vigorously.

At the same time, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers from around, as if a certain Hollywood star had made his debut.

In an instant, the atmosphere reached its peak!

"I almost thought I was in Hollywood, with James Dean sitting next to me."

Howard glanced at the turbulent crowd blocking outside, and said with emotion.

"It doesn't matter if you are popular in New York, but it's still the same when you come to Paris. Lieutenant General Carville is a heartthrob. No wonder the president said that. If he is as popular as you, there will be no suspense in the next election. gone."

"It's all Colonel Phillips's work. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to give Superman promotion to him."

Luke simply waved his hand, turned his head and said.

Unexpectedly, the cheers and applause among the crowd became more violent.

It's like a mountain roaring and a tsunami coming.

Among the excited onlookers in the front row, there was an overly unrestrained young girl.

While calling Superman's name, she boldly lifted her top to reveal a beautiful view.

There was another click of the shutter.

The faces of the reporters flushed, not only because they saw the firm breasts of the young girls, but also because they were excited to get the news material.

Shock!Such a story happened between the Superman of the Liberty Beacon Country and the naked girl!

"Haha, I remembered, you are still the Liberator of Paris. If I had known today, I definitely would not have chosen to be a scientist. Einstein couldn't let a woman show his breasts."

Howard half teased, half made fun of.

"But every minute he speaks on stage, he can earn a thousand dollars. This can find twenty or thirty beautiful girls in the red light district of Paris and let them show their breasts."

Luke shrugged, and surrounded by drivers and bodyguards, he walked into the hotel gate.

Behind his title of "Liberator of Paris", there is an interesting episode.

Although the French and Italians are neighbors, they have always been uncomfortable with each other.

Before Luke became a general, he led the Roaring Commando to help the Allied forces land in Sicily and capture the city of Rome.

Later, the name of Superman spread, and the Italians were relatively thick-skinned, and directly called "the fall of the city of Rome" "the rescue plan that the Italians actively cooperated with."

The French ridiculed this, ridiculing that the Italians only play this kind of boring word game. When it comes to the battlefield, they can't do anything except cook pasta and raise their hands to surrender.

It's just that Superman later eliminated the "Battleship-class" soldiers of the Third Reich in Paris, bringing World War II to an end. De Gaulle followed suit and called him the "Liberator of Paris."

And claiming to be the French Marshal Leclerc, the city liberated with Superman, almost didn't laugh the Italian next door to death.

This is roughly equivalent to a guy with a bank account balance of zero saying that the combined assets of himself and Bill Gates can surpass more than 90.00% of the rich people in the United States.

You know, Superman fought the "Battleship" soldiers of the Third Reich in Paris.

Leclerc was still hiding in Normandy with his armored division, anxiously waiting for news.

It's so funny, it's basically equivalent to throwing a shuriken at the first Hokage from eight hundred miles away, and then boasting to everyone that he also fought against Senju Zhuma back then.

In response to this matter, the Italians later made up a lot of insulting jokes. When they meet acquaintances on the street, they must say something to cheer up the atmosphere.

Many classic jokes about insulting the law came from them.

"I think Colonel Phillips did a good job of publicity, he made you popular all over the world."

Howard, who was an entourage, said seriously.

"But the stories that spread are too exaggerated. So that I will feel ashamed after listening to it."

Luke shook his head. In order to reap his prestige, he handed over the propaganda work to Colonel Phillips who retired to the second line.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not know where to recruit a group of third-rate writers to create fandom tirelessly.

As a result, what Superman fought against three hundred Aryan demons alone in Paris.

Break into Berlin alone, and fight with the bearded head of state who turned into a hell lord for three days and three nights

Stories like these spread across the North American continent.

And then form a chemical output, spread to Europe.

This is how the sorceress Piledriver got its nickname.

Fights like Luke and Sieglinde have become more and more outrageous after secondary processing by the masses.

Although many newspapers have repeatedly refuted the rumors and issued announcements to correct this statement.

But the public with independent thinking ability does not believe it at all.

There are also Superman fans who make complaint calls and send complaint letters, thinking that this is slander and contempt for war heroes.

How can the three "Battleship Class" reflect the strength of Superman?

So, it must be three hundred!

Moreover, those "Aryan demons" will not be tall and burly super soldiers.

It must be four or five meters tall, like a moving hill.

There are horns on the top of the head, the skin is dark, and it is ferocious.

Opening its mouth, it can also breathe hell flames, and it has a terrifying appearance of swallowing flesh and soul.

"That's the price of being famous."

Howard gloated.

"By the way, are you sure to wait until the meeting is over and show me those exciting things."

He came to Paris with Luke, naturally not to participate in the peace summit.

"Of course. I never lie."

Luke nodded and stepped into the elevator.

"I'll see you in the afternoon. During this time, you can have some fun. Girls in Paris are very enthusiastic."

The peace summit will be held tomorrow at the Palace of Versailles in the Yvelines department, on the outskirts southwest of Paris.

The length of the meeting lasted for three days, and the participants and leading speakers were similar to the previous Yalta meeting.

It's just that some small countries that wave the flag, make a symbolic appearance, and don't even have the right to vote have been added.

"I'd like to go to the Moulin Rouge and watch the dancers dance the cancan with their thighs exposed."

Howard stretched out his hand to press the 22nd floor, but he didn't hide his idea of ​​gathering style.

"Then I wish you a pleasant experience. Remember, if you meet a beautiful dancer named Satine, please let me know."

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