Master of the Marvel Universe

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severe pain.

The omnipresent severe pain completely engulfed Roosevelt's consciousness.

This inexplicable pain started from the spine, and then spread to all parts of the body through the complex nervous system of the spine, as if every inch of skin on the surface of the body was trembling.

Roosevelt wanted to roar at the top of his lungs to vent the intense pain caused by the opalescent light.

However, it is a pity that he has lost control of his body at this time. Not to mention making sounds, he has even lost the ability to control the slight movements of his fingers.

I don't know how much time passed, but as the milky white light that shrouded Roosevelt's head gradually dissipated, he finally felt that his body was back under control, especially the lower limbs with muscle atrophy caused by polio. The powerful muscle rhythm challenges the sensitive nerves suffering from pain.

Roosevelt came back to his senses and turned his attention from his lower limbs to Su Ming, who was sitting on the white sofa in front of his desk. In his eyes, this Asian man who suddenly appeared was shrouded in a mysterious aura.

Mutants hide in the normal world, and there is no shortage of them in the U.S. military. There are many mutants with divine healing abilities, but their healing abilities only work on themselves and cannot affect others.

The power Su Ming used obviously did not belong to mutants.

"What did you do to my body?" Roosevelt looked at Su Ming and asked.

He sat quietly, looking slightly panicked, and his right hand, which was covered by the desk, quietly touched a red button placed under the desk.

All he had to do was press the red button, and all the security forces in the White House would immediately be dispatched to surround the small presidential office.

As for whether the president will die in the conflict against the invaders...

All I can say is that it all depends on God’s will.

Anyway, there are many presidents in the past who were assassinated while in office, including Roosevelt. Even if they escaped assassination, there were many presidents who were later tortured to death by doctors.

As the saying goes, the president can be re-elected, but the face of the United States of America cannot be thrown away. If the president is kidnapped and the United States becomes a laughing stock in the world, all the guards in the White House will probably be in prison for the rest of their lives, even if they do not commit suicide. Spent.

Therefore, the plot of the movie will never appear in reality. After the intruder breaks into the presidential office, kidnaps the president and escapes unharmed, there is no such thing.

There is a 100% chance that the White House security guards will storm in armed and beat you to a pulp.

Su Ming watched Roosevelt An's little movements carefully, and he said confidently: "Mr. Roosevelt, don't be nervous, a small gift is not enough. Isn't a healthy and energetic body what you have always wanted?"

"If I were you, I would not choose to press the red alarm button. Can you expect a group of incompetent people to put me into the Oval Office under your nose? Believe me, I have countless ways to prevent the guards from arriving. Take your life."

After a pause, Su Ming continued with a profound tone: "If there is no more president, you can choose another president, and there is only one Franklin Roosevelt."

Now in the second year of his first term as president, Roosevelt was facing an end to the Great Depression that was sweeping across the United States.

But only he knows that he is just a puppet pushed out by the Wall Street tycoons who were full of oil during the Great Depression to clean up the mess.

If their performance is unsatisfactory, they don't mind changing to another presidential candidate.

Roosevelt naturally did not want to be the puppet of the Wall Street financial giants, otherwise he would not have driven these financial giants to death after taking complete control of the highest power in the United States.

He is ambitious, capable and unwilling to settle for the ordinary. This is his true portrayal.

So after hearing Su Ming's words, he was obviously moved: "Is the Clock Tower the organization you represent? Tell me, what do you want to take from me? And what can I get from you? "

"Immortal life, otherworldly strength, or power over all, I can give you whatever you want. And you only need to pay a small price to become our spokesperson in the New World. That's all. That’s all.”

Su Ming stood up from the sofa, looked around at the portraits of past presidents placed on the wall of the President's Office, and then walked directly opposite Roosevelt, talking nonsense seriously.

Just like the tactics used against Indiana Jones, he tossed out bad checks, which made Roosevelt dizzy. He looked like my organization was very powerful and he was ready to cooperate with me.

However, the so-called clock tower invented by Su Ming actually did not exist at all, it was just a term he made up casually.

Of course, as an old fox who had been in politics for many years, Roosevelt would not listen to the wind and rain, and was easily fooled by Su Ming.

He looked at Su Ming and seemed to be thinking without saying anything.

Throwing out bad checks casually is a common practice for politicians to defraud votes. Roosevelt was very proficient in using this, "This, uh, Mr. Magician, if all you have is empty promises, then our conversation may end here." "

Su Ming had no intention of deceiving Roosevelt by just talking nonsense. For an old fox who had been in the political arena for many years, words could never force him to follow suit.

Su Ming stretched out his hand, and in front of Roosevelt, who was a few meters away, a piece of paper as thin as cicada's wings fell lightly. On the paper, there was a tower-shaped figure surrounded by nine rings from small to large, one ring inside another, with different attributes. Magic elements are entangled in the ring, exuding all kinds of completely different atmospheres.

"Mr. Roosevelt, I am not negotiating with you. You have no right to choose. Sign your name or choose death. Choose one of the two. There is no third option."

The paper fell in front of Roosevelt, and Su Ming's domineering declaration reached his ears at the same time.

"You are not the only choice, please don't overestimate your importance."

Franklin Roosevelt lowered his head and thought for a moment. In fact, he had no choice. Being the puppet of Wall Street tycoons meant being the spokesperson of the Clock Tower, a magician organization that suddenly appeared. No matter how bad he could be, he could be as bad as he was.

"Magic, yes, it's magic. Can I also control the power of magic?"

"can."

"When?"

"When you are officially accepted into the Clock Tower."

Su Ming curled his lips. He felt that his level of deception had skyrocketed, and his skill in drawing pie was also advancing with the times.

After all, Franklin Roosevelt had not yet integrated himself into the role of President of the United States and had to choose between his own interests and the interests of the United States. Su Ming felt that Roosevelt would choose the former at this time.

"Okay, I'll sign." Roosevelt glanced at Su Ming, took out his pen and signed Franklin Roosevelt's name on the piece of paper.

The moment he signed his name, the paper, which was as thin as a cicada and shone with a halo of seven colors, instantly dissolved and turned into a colorful flame, floating to Roosevelt's signature right hand, leaving an inconspicuous pattern.

"The right choice. As time goes by, you will definitely feel grateful for the choice you made today."

Before he finished speaking, Su Ming's figure began to fade.

Not long after, he disappeared from the Oval Office of the President of the White House, leaving only one sentence echoing among the offices.

"I hope this little gift will please you, Mr. Roosevelt."

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