The twelve spells at the beginning, I beat the people of the motherland violently

"Dong dong dong."

The door was knocked.

In front of the chaotic table, Frankie, who was playing with guns, cursed irritably: "Shirley, open the door."

Shirley, who was curled up on the sofa watching TV, put on her slippers and walked listlessly to the door.

With a "creak", the wooden door was opened.

Standing outside the door was a strong man with a bald head and tattoos.

Shirley looked at the strong man and said, "You..."

Suddenly, the strong man fell sideways, revealing Colin standing behind the strong man.

Colin smiled slightly: "Hello, I'm looking for Frankie."

Shirley's eyes panicked and she was about to close the door without saying a word.

With a "bang", a hand broke through the door and grabbed Shirley's neck.

Then, Colin violently walked through the completely broken door and walked into the room.

The accident happened. Franky, who reacted very quickly, immediately grabbed a pistol thrown on the table and shouted: "Let her go! No matter who you are... let her go!"

"Frankie?" Colin looked Frankie up and down.

He has a typical French appearance and a hoarse voice, exactly the same as Frankie in his impression.

"Let her go!" The gun in Frankie's hand was aimed at Colin, his fingers loosened and tightened, "I asked you to let her go! Do you hear me?"

"I won't hurt her." Colin let go of Shirley.

Shirley coughed a few times and hurriedly ran behind Frankie, looking at Colin in fear.

Frankie breathed a sigh of relief and took a closer look at Colin's appearance. His eyes started to panic again, and he tightened his grip on the gun he had put down.

"Do you know me?" Colin walked leisurely to a table filled with a large number of gun parts and picked up a bullet. "You all seem to be afraid of me?"

Frankie, who was protecting Shirley, motioned to the TV: "As long as you have watched TV, there will be no one who doesn't recognize you."

Colin looked at the TV curiously.

It's like an interview show.

A female host in uniform sits on the right, opposite a gentle and smiling native.

In the middle of the screen is Colin's picture.

The face is ferocious, the mouth is crooked and the eyes are slanted, like a patient with cerebral thrombosis. I don’t know when the photo was taken.

Colin's mouth twitched.

The natives with their signature gentle smiles were chatting.

"... Psychologists have evaluated his mental state through his behavior and believe that he is mentally distorted and has a high probability of being a perverted murderer..."

"So I have to remind you that the terrorist named Colin is the most terrifying and extreme kind of terrorist in the world. As long as you meet him, you may be killed, no matter who you are or what you are doing. What……"

The screen changes, showing the tragic scene outside the Vought Company laboratory, and a close-up of the broken limbs and internal organs is specially left, which is very visually impactful.

Colin sighed: "You get beaten during the day, but you can appear on a talk show at night. The people of our motherland are so dedicated..."

"Why did you come to me? I don't remember any intersection between us, and I don't think we can have any intersection." Frankie looked at the TV, his throat rolled, and he took two steps back to protect Shirley.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to find you." Colin put down the bullet in his hand, "Help me contact Butcher and ask him to come and meet with me."

Frankie's heart tightened, and he asked an unexpected question: "How...how did you find me?"

Colin tapped his fingers on the table: "I met two Russians. I asked them if they knew who Nina was. They said they didn't know. I said you must know, but they still said they didn't know and called me Madman, trying to attack me.”

"As a last resort, I used a set of powerful memory recovery techniques on them, and gave them keyword hints...Russian women, gangsters, fans..."

"The effect was very good. Within 10 minutes, they helped me contact Nina through several intermediaries."

"Nina is a very talkative person. When I said I wanted to find you, she asked someone to take me to you."

Frankie felt a little weird: "Nina can't possibly tell you my address so easily."

Colin laughed: "Maybe it's because my voice is so contagious."

After a moment of silence, Frankie said: "Contact Nina, your whereabouts are likely to have been exposed, you... are very dangerous."

"Thank you for your concern. They don't dare to trouble me for the time being, so I should be safe now." Colin walked towards Frankie, "Contact Butcher for me. I want to make a deal with him."

Frankie backed away warily: "Butcher... damn Butcher!"

"You want to contact Butcher through me, which means you should know the relationship between me and Butcher, but you may not know the current relationship between me and him, nor do you know that he owes me tens of thousands of dollars and has not paid back... I have also been Looking for him."

"Really?" Colin smiled.

Seeing the enigmatic smile on Colin's face, Frankie naturally thought of what the people in his motherland call a "perverted murderer", and became even more nervous, so he quickly added: "You can ask Nina, I don't have any relationship with Butcher now." Any relationship, so...you might be able to get in touch in other ways..."

The cell phone on the sofa suddenly rang.

Frankie glanced in the direction of the phone and wanted to get it, but Colin, who was closer, had already walked to the phone.

Glancing at his phone, Colin suddenly laughed: "What a coincidence..."

While speaking, he had pressed the answer button

A mature man's outgoing: "Hi, Frankie..."

Hearing this voice, Frankie's scalp was numb with shock, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

The man on the phone is still talking: "I have a big deal to do with you..."

Colin picked up the phone and threw it at Frankie.

Frankie hurriedly caught the phone, glanced at Colin, and seeing that Colin had no objection, he put the phone to his ear and angrily said: "Damn it, Butcher, I don't want to hear about your big deal. If you still If you don’t give me back my forty thousand dollars, I will blow your head off as soon as I see you!”

The man on the other side of the phone said to himself: "You will be surprised when you see what I bring."

Frankie was shocked, glanced at Colin again, and lowered his voice: "You want to come to my place?! Hey, hey, I tell you, if you don't pay back the money... go to hell! Bastard!"

When he heard that the other party had hung up the phone, Frankie smashed the phone to the ground angrily.

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

After a moment of silence, Frankie explained: "He contacted me...I couldn't contact him."

"That's a coincidence." Colin sat down on the sofa leisurely, "If you don't mind, I'll wait here for Mr. Butcher for a while."

Frankie said helplessly: "Please do it."

"I won't do anything to hurt you. Correspondingly, Mr. French shouldn't do anything unnecessary." Colin picked up the remote control and amplified the sound of the TV. "As Mr. French, he should Know the difference between super humans and ordinary people.”

"If I want to kill you...you will die within five seconds. Those firearms you rely on, poison is of no use."

Frankie and Shirley looked at each other and shook their heads at Shirley in a subtle way.

He had a gun in his hand, but the reason why he didn't fire a single shot and didn't make any substantial movement of resistance was because he knew how terrifying super humans were.

And Colin was able to escape safely from the headquarters of Walter Company and from the hands of his motherland, which is naturally more terrifying than ordinary super humans.

No matter how much he resisted, he had no chance of escaping alive.

Therefore, he would not act rashly or irrationally before it was confirmed that Colin would kill someone.

Looking at the people from the motherland who were following the routine of asking and answering the host on TV, Colin commented impartially: "The public relations ideas of Watt Company are good."

……

"...My colleague Shen Hai was brutally murdered... Shen Hai and I have always been close colleagues. I blame myself very much for not saving Shen Hai in time."

The native regretted: "Many people comforted me and said it was not my fault, but...if I could have noticed what happened in the company's laboratory earlier, maybe...maybe none of this would have happened."

The host immediately asked: "According to rumors, the reason why such a tragic accident occurred at the Watt Company headquarters was because there were terrorists within the company?"

The motherland looked regretful: "Everyone, including me, never thought that Professor Charles, a senior researcher who has served the company for decades, would secretly steal compound No. [-] to cultivate terrorists for his own benefit..."

"Without Professor Charles' tip-off and cooperation, the company would not have suffered such a heavy blow."

Professor Charles' photo and resume appeared on the screen.

The host "sharply" questioned: "Professor Charles has a clean resume and has served Vought Company for decades. Why would he do such a thing?"

"I know that many people will question this statement. In fact, I was skeptical at first." A bitter smile appeared on the face of the motherland, "But the investigation showed that Professor Charles did do those disturbing things... "

A group photo appeared on the screen in real time, with two middle-aged men in the middle, whose looks were somewhat similar to Professor Charles.

The motherland man continued: "These two people look somewhat similar to the professor. Some people may have guessed that they are relatives of Professor Charles."

"Yes, they are the professor's children. Based on the many details they recalled, they can confirm the fact that the professor is creating terrorists."

"I would like to say one more thing here. Although Watt Company suffered heavy losses, most of the responsibility lies with Professor Charles."

"Without Professor Charles, those terrorists would not have been able to escape our pursuit, nor would they have been able to cause so much damage."

The host added what the people of the motherland had not said: "Yes, so we have confidence in the Super Sevens and the people of the motherland!"

"It is said that the company has already begun arranging a pursuit plan. We believe that it will not be long before the escaped terrorists will be caught by the Super Seven."

At this point, she changed her words and brought the program back on track: "Now, we invite Mr. Jack and Ms. Beth to come up and talk about Professor Charles in their memory."

Looking at the two middle-aged men who appeared on the show and blamed themselves for exposing Professor Charles' evil plan and turning Professor Charles into a heinous terrorist, Colin sincerely sighed: "He is really the most filial son in the beautiful country..."