The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

"This!"

Deadshot almost blocked his daughter behind him, fearing that the guy in front of him would attack at any time.

"Relax, this is Frank." Klein pointed to Deadshot next to him, "Frank, this is Little Floyd Lawton. You can call him Lawton, or you can call him Little Floyd. .”

"Ah."

Frank nodded slightly, and just for Klein's sake, he suppressed a bitter smile.

Then he left straight away, got on a garbage truck nearby, and looked towards the center of the city.

Before leaving, Frank glanced at Little Lawton twice, which made Deadshot a little uneasy and a little angry at the same time.

"Okay, Frank likes little girls very much. Don't look at me like that. It's normal for him to like..."

Klein said: "His wife and daughter have passed away, so he prefers children. If all your friends in this world will betray you, then he is the only one who will not betray you."

Frank has many flaws, but he also has many bright spots.

He is an extremely principled person who is good at breaking rules.

Crane needed someone to do the dirty work, and Frank was the man to do it.

The only drawback is that this guy is unwilling to inject strengthening medicine and does not want to become a so-called strengthener.

Klein can only think of ways to improve his equipment.

Deadshot said: "Thank you boss, I want to take my daughter up to stay."

"Okay, the journey has been tiring. You can go and rest. When the school holidays are over in three days, I will go and help you get in touch with your enrollment."

"it is good!!"

.......

[-]th Street, Queens, New York.

The sound of the fire truck's siren was particularly harsh. After doing 100 standard push-ups, Peter stood up and wiped his sweat with the tattered linen cloth.

He looked out the window, feeling a little confused.

"Superheroes, super villains, after gaining power, why do these people think about either robbing or wearing mechas in the sky to look cool?"

Peter's mind flashed to the handsome appearance of Iron Man.

He shook his head and said: "I take back the second sentence, superheroes like Iron Man are still very handsome... Without them, the damage of these villains would probably be more serious..."

With his feet propped up, Peter stuck his head out and smelled the burnt smell in the air.

"Ahem! Just...can we fight in another area? This is the third time this month that Queens has encountered this kind of battle. I heard that Uncle Smith had one of his legs blown off..."

Peter sighed, closed the window, and began to show off his bodybuilding movements in front of the standing mirror.

Peter, who was shirtless, had obvious muscle lines.

He started his own exercises a few months ago according to a training method that Klein accidentally mentioned.

Unexpectedly, this combination of running, jumping, push-ups and other basic movements made me stronger quickly.

"I can already lift 200 kilograms of weight with one hand. Isn't this change a bit scary... If Gwen and Klein find out, will they be surprised?"

"Peter?"

Aunt May's knock on the door frightened Peter into hurriedly putting on his shirt.

Aunt Mei opened the door the next second.

"Oh! My God!"

Aunt Mei hurriedly half-closed the door and said, "Sorry Peter, I should have paid attention. You have grown up after all."

"Aunt Mei!" Peter shouted bitterly, and he explained: "I don't have it. I'm just working out and showing off my muscles in the mirror..."

"It doesn't matter..." Aunt Mei muttered in a low voice, and then said: "Come out, I bought a few more boxes of eggs. You have been consuming a lot of eggs recently..."

"it is good!"

Peter rubbed his stomach and found that he was always hungry recently.

When he opened the door, Peter smelled the aroma of food filling the room.

"Aunt Mei! What kind of food is this?" Peter looked at the plates of meat slices and vegetarian dishes on the table.

"This is the cauliflower that Grandma Wang from the convenience store downstairs taught me to make. They also like oil too much, but the flavor when fried is somewhat attractive."

Peter clicked his tongue and said, "Actually, their food doesn't contain a lot of oil. It's just that some people in our country have a prejudice against them..."

"You seem to know the flower country very well?"

"Um..." Peter scratched his head, "I also heard my classmate Klein often mention these things..."

"Klein? That rich classmate?"

"Uh-huh."

Aunt Mei stopped the spatula in her hand and said, "That kid is very polite. I think he is a friend I can make. If you have the chance, I can invite him to my house for dinner."

"Come to our house for dinner?"

Peter looked around and said with a frown: "Our house is not as big as his bedroom, I think we should forget it."

However, Aunt Mei held her back and said slightly hypocritically: "A true friend doesn't care whether the other person has money, or what his family is like, or what he looks like. If he is really that kind of person, he will not care about the other person. You become friends.”

"All right..."

"Don't be perfunctory. What a boy says is what he says, and he must do it! Aren't you going to have the whole school go to visit Osborne Industries in a few days? Then you will let him come to our house for dinner in the evening?"

"Ok."

Peter pouted and held his chin with one hand. He muttered: "Our director has not changed yet, and she organized this visit. I hope nothing will happen. Teacher Cersei has called in sick for the past two days. It’s time to come back..."

“Think of the good things and don’t dwell on past accidents just because of one or two coincidences.”

"Uh-huh!"

Peter nodded sensibly.

........

Osborne Group, the research room at the bottom.

Norman was wearing a white research suit, his muscles almost stretching the regular suit.

His temperament has also changed from being moderate and kind before, to becoming a little evil.

"Sir, Timo is not the product of injection of No. [-] Compound, but his mother and father are both very strong injections of No. [-] Compound, and they gave birth to him through natural mating."

"Natural mating?"

"Could this dog coin be the son of Soldier Boy and Storm Girl?" Klein guessed in his heart.

"Yes, after natural mating, the improved No. [-] compound can be extracted from his blood, but... the frontal lobe of his brain has been damaged, and he cannot fight and communicate normally."

Klein did not expect that the people of the motherland would actually have modified compound No. [-] in their blood.

"Extract the serum and study it. I believe there will be a chance to get this natural compound factor No. [-]." Norman said.

"good..."

"I have a plan that I forgot to inform you about."

"what's the plan?"

"I cultivated a batch of spiders and used them as experimental subjects to conduct basic genetic experiments. I merged the previous human enhancer with the incomplete No. [-] compound and injected the spiders again."

"The results of it?"

"The mortality rate of spiders is 97%. This is an abandoned research project of a researcher in our company. I think spiders can be used to research some new medicinal solutions in the future."

"It will be all right...."

Klein didn't pay much attention.