Become the ultimate creature starting from the black robe.

On the other side, the soldier boy walked into an Internet cafe aimlessly after searching for the Scarlet Baroness and others to no avail.

He found that his power was really limited on his own, and those damn guys all hid after learning that he came to the United States. Unless he could get help from the Vought Group, he would not be able to survive in the vast territory. In the United States, finding a few of them is undoubtedly like finding a needle in a haystack.

"Bring me a glass of whiskey, I want a drink!" He came to the counter and slapped a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket.

When asked where his money came from, Chuan Chuan looked at his empty safe and felt like crying.

"Sorry, we don't sell alcohol here. If you want to go online, I can help you open a machine." The staff behind the counter glanced at the soldier boy, and then continued chatting with the people next to him.

"Did you watch the Starry Night some time ago? The people from the motherland are so handsome, especially the line about standing up and shouting my name. I almost overturned the computer at that time."

As he spoke, he excitedly pulled out a silver necklace from his collar, with a pendant with a cartoon avatar of the motherland hanging on it.

"I tried to grab the genuine necklace produced by Walter for three days but I still couldn't get it. The market price of this thing has soared from 1,200 US dollars to more than 10,000 US dollars. I bought it cheaply from a gangster. It only cost more than three thousand."

"More than three thousand? Are you sure this thing is genuine?"

"Nonsense, I saw him smashing other people's windows with my own eyes." The thin network administrator said with joy.

"Good guy, let your buddy bring one for me sometime."

"Then you probably have to wait a few days. When he was robbing the second store, he was hit by a car on the road and flew out. He is still lying in the hospital. He doesn't know when he will wake up."

Listening to their chat, the soldier boy took out his 'flavored' cigarettes and couldn't help but sigh. If the future of the United States is this group of young people, then the United States is not far away from being completely finished.

"I want to go online, get me a computer."

"Go straight and turn left, the machine at the end." The network manager put away the banknotes on the counter and then operated on the computer.

"Forget it, let's rescue Ryan first."

The soldier boy sat in front of the computer and fumbled for a long time before he found the on/off key. "Damn, this crappy thing is so hard to use!"

After finally opening the computer, the soldier boy didn't know what to do next.

"Sure enough, it's just a thing to deceive young people. It's a pure electronic product." He looked at the young people around him who were addicted to computer games and snorted disdainfully.

"I didn't expect that in just 40 years, the United States would become like this, damn capitalists!"

The soldier boy slid the mouse across the computer screen with a look of disdain until he accidentally clicked on a C-person website.

"Gift Crab." The mature N section above seemed to have great temptation, tempting the soldier boy to click in.

Unconsciously, two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and the plan to rescue Ryan had long been forgotten by him.

"Brother, your taste is really special." At this time, a man passing by said with a strange expression.

"What do you know? Women are like fine wine. The older they get, the more fragrant and pure they become." The itchy soldier boy couldn't wait to have a drink. He clicked on one of them's profile picture and clumsily tapped it like a primitive man. Holding the keyboard: "I'm a soldier boy. Are you interested in coming out for a drink?"

Unexpectedly, the private message I sent out received a reply very quickly.

"Soldier boy? Are you kidding? He's been dead for forty years, but I did have a crush on him for a while when I was young, and I even shed tears over his death."

"He's alive and back in the United States."

The soldier boy already felt that he had a chance to win, and even thought about what posture he would use later.

<divclass="contentadv"> He tapped the keyboard letter by letter with the index fingers of both hands, while raising the corners of his mouth slightly: "The person who is talking to you now is the hero of your youth, the great leader of the Alliance of Repayers. , America’s true hero, the Soldier Boy.”

Unexpectedly, as soon as the message was sent, he received ridicule from the other party.

"Oh God, I can't hide it from you anymore. In fact, I am the president's lover. Please give me $10,000 as soon as possible, and I will let you experience the pleasure of being the president."

What about the bank card number? The soldier boy waited for a long time, but did not wait for the other party to send his bank card number.

"card number?"

"If you have a brain disease, go get it treated. Don't delay the condition." The other party's avatar dimmed instantly and showed offline status.

"damn it!"

The furious soldier boy stood up and punched the screen, then tore the entire computer in half like a biscuit.

"Who the hell dares to cause trouble on my territory?!" The huge movement attracted the attention of the Internet cafe owner.

He rushed out with a few strong men with big shoulders and round waists and tattoos all over their bodies.

But when he saw the cold eyes of the soldier boy, the anger that had just been ignited was instantly doused by a basin of cold water with a snap. The boy had definitely killed people before, and there were more than one.

"Give me another computer." The soldier boy threw away the remains of the computer in his hand, and bang! The Internet cafe owner's heart also trembled.

"You dare to surf the Internet when you are under eighteen years old, please give up your seat to this gentleman." He turned around and picked up a thin man with freckles on his face, and without waiting for the thin man to retort, he dragged him towards the exit of the Internet cafe.

Sitting in front of the computer again, the soldier boy ignored the strange looks around him, clicked on the official Facebook website, and uploaded his information.

…………

In the hotel room, the soldier boy, who had just finished a war, smoked a cigarette nervously.

Sure enough, his charm is still as good as before.

After taking care of his physical needs, it was then that the soldier boy thought of his poor grandson.

"Baby, I'm going out for a while, wait until I come back to continue."

After one hour.

A figure rushed out of the sea, like a cannonball, hitting the beach hard with a loud bang, and countless gravel splashed everywhere.

Then, Xia Shang slowly walked out of the pit and looked up at the moon in the sky.

Unknowingly, it was already late at night. After adapting to self-healing and his own adjustments, underwater breathing had begun to take effect. Although it was not as good as the super power of the deep sea, it was enough for his daily use.

"The guy finally made his move."

Xia Shang's figure disappeared from the spot instantly. When he appeared again, he had arrived in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and he was still holding a mobile phone in his hand.

"I don't care how surprised you are, but I don't want to repeat it a second time. The soldier boy is indeed the father of the motherland and Ryan's grandfather. He is now preparing to rescue his grandson. The location is... Time is running out. This is big news for me. I’m just telling you, whether you can control it or not depends on you yourself.”

After hanging up the phone, Xia Shang put the phone to his ear again: "I don't care how surprised you are... I just told you this big news..."