American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

Burger chain.

As a representative American food that is high in sugar and calories, the biggest role of burgers since its invention is that they are cheap and can satisfy hunger.

And it has become popular all over the world with its novel and convenient way of eating, making Free America a beacon in the hearts of many people.

Holding a piece of cheeseburger in his hand, Gino looked around with squinted eyes as he tasted the heat exploding in his mouth.

This is a fast food restaurant that looks busy.

Customers eating, busy shop assistants.

However, if you could have the same ability as Keno, you could use the walkie-talkies and dark portable pistols worn under these people's clothes.

To describe it simply, it's like The Truman World, where everyone is cooperating with the poor Truman in acting.

But if you think about the debate seriously, maybe Truman will be happy if he stays in Truman's world. After all, he is the only protagonist in that world.

Jino came back to his senses,

I am the only customer in the entire restaurant.

The only one who can take charge of this is Ma Zefake.

But unfortunately, the template set up by the one-eyed dragon was full of loopholes. The men and women who exchanged glances with each other, and the calluses on their hands, didn't even need to see through it. Just by observing carefully, you could find clues.

If Batman is the mastermind of the DC universe, then Nick Fury is the Joker of the Marvel universe.

Oh, a literal clown.

Always pretending to be smart and messing up everything.

To be honest, being able to turn SHIELD into a smuggler's bureau without being dismissed afterwards, Gino seriously doubts whether Fury contributed his black ass to those white gentlemen.

"It's so abstract."

Gino tapped the table and made a crisp sound.

He had no intention of playing with Fury in a shocking appearance.

"So is your game of house over?"

Jino turned his body and looked at the opposite table behind him.

A bald man with black hair couldn't help but stiffen after hearing Jino's voice.

"Sure enough, my guess was right, you are very mysterious."

"The famous Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D."

Gino chuckled, but put a hand gently on Fury's shoulder. The two of them were like old friends they hadn't seen for a long time. It seemed that they would say "Would you like a drink" in the next second? .

But this seemingly intimate action made the surrounding S.H.I.E.L.D. agents feel threatened.

Everyone invariably put their hands into the holsters at their waists, but their actions aroused Fury's dissatisfaction.

The black man glared at the agents around him, feeling helpless. In the face of such a presence, what was the use of firearms?

"Let me guess they found me at Stark Industries."

Listening to Jino's inquiry, the black man nodded helplessly and said, "That's right."

Because of Howard Stark, the original director of SHIELD, Tony Stark is also under SHIELD's attention.

Not long ago, Fury discovered that Tony was talking to himself on the top floor.

This made Fury very worried about Tony's mental state, and even thought about whether he should find a way to hire a psychiatrist for Tony.

But soon, not long ago, the agents monitoring the top floor told Fury that a boy appeared out of thin air on the top of the building, and there was also a blond young man who seemed to be quite respected by Stark.

Moreover, that person also revealed SHIELD and various other things to Tony, which undoubtedly aroused the curiosity of the SHIELD director, so he also conducted this test.

But it was clear that Fury was horrified by the results.

Even though Gino didn't say anything, he felt the invisible pressure that made Fury's cold hands and feet tremble uncontrollably. He swore that he felt like he was holding a sun while talking.

"Listen." Gino glanced at the bald braised egg and said, "I'm not interested in getting involved in your Freak Alliance plan, but I hope you can be sensible and stop bothering me."

"Otherwise I can't guarantee whether I will accidentally kill a few people?"

As he spoke, Fury saw the tables, chairs and benches around him begin to twist and deform, making a sour "click" sound in the air.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, these wooden boards shattered and disintegrated. At the same time, the methods revealed by Jino frightened all the agents present.

What if it was not the furniture that was twisted just now, but their heads.

shudder!

"Then, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

Gino stood up with a smile. He looked at the clerk behind the broken counter, smiled and said with a wink, "The cheeseburger you made is delicious."

"If you get fired from SHIELD one day, you can try to open a burger restaurant by yourself."

Osborne Group.

"Things are lost."

"The job is gone."

In a quiet villa area.

The middle-aged doctor named Connors looked painful.

Just like most middle-aged unemployed men, he was at a loss. His right arm was empty, and he only had his left hand covering his forehead with a sad look on his face.

The Osborne Group has been developing a drug that can repair human tissue over the years, and he has been trying continuously with the funding of the group, but no matter what the experiment, it ended in failure, which also caused dissatisfaction among the group's senior management. And he was fired for wasting group resources.

"I now how to do?"

He looked up blankly at the only bottle of potion left on the table.

Experimental drugs have always been used on mice, but never on humans.

"Perhaps using it on people can achieve good results?"

Connors muttered to himself, a crazy plan forming in his mind.

His eyes fell on the potion on the table, and the man lowered his head and forgot about his empty right arm.

As if he had made up his mind, Connors reached out and grabbed the bottle of potion.

The blue liquid ripples in the glass bottle and exudes a deep luster, as magnificent and mysterious as the blood of a demon.

"Come on, Connors, you're at the end of your rope."

He muttered to himself, raised the syringe in his hand and stabbed it into his arm.

"Wow!"

The originally filled medicine is poured into the blood vessels and spreads throughout the body along the blood vessels.

An indescribable pain caused Kanas to stagger to his knees and tear the clothes on his body frantically.

"Ah, me, my hand!"

He looked at his right arm in horror. Like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, a cocoon like a silkworm chrysalis grew to wrap around his empty right arm.

At the same time, Connors could also feel that his lost right hand was back again!

"strength!"

He staggered to his feet and pulled off the cocoon on his hand, revealing a delicate and smooth arm and slowly clenched his fist.

"I feel like it's all coming back!"

Connors slowly raised his head, and bursts of crazy and hoarse laughter came from his throat.