Rebirth: I am the American leader

"Super criminal? I don't know what gave you the illusion that you can ask me."

Jin Huan was dismissive of the super-criminal in Steve's mouth, but also expressed ample disdain for Steve as a person.

Steve looked at Kingpin and suddenly smiled.

"You know, I actually have countless opportunities to kill you directly. But the world has its own operating rules, and everyone has their own value."

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up the crystal ashtray on the table.

This kind of craftsmanship, which is re-smelted and then cut out of crystal, is quite hard, but when Steve held it in his hands.

The physical properties of the object itself are changed by the intervention of force.

He slowly exerted force with his hands, and cracks suddenly appeared on the entire ashtray, and fine crystal powder continued to scatter as he moved.

Soon the ashtray was reduced to countless pieces, but Steve's performance showed no sign of stopping.

He continued to exert force, and the fragments began to bear unimaginable force.

The high pressure formed by the powerful force brought high temperature, and his hands seemed to be some kind of unknown forge.

Soon, a cylindrical irregular crystal with grip marks appeared in Steve's palm.

Kingpin judged with his absolute rationality that all this was not due to any superpower.

But Steve's pure power has surpassed common sense, even beyond the category of human beings.

"So, Mr. Steve, do you think you are the strongest one on the planet?"

Kingpin asked a question that concerned him, and Steve looked at him with a half-smile.

"Actually, if I want to, I can massacre this planet."

The corners of Jin Bin's eyes were beating wildly. He felt emotionally that this was absolutely fucking impossible, but his rationality told him that this bastard was not lying.

"Okay, I will deal with super-powered criminals and let them be like before. But, Mr. Steve, I think my strength may not be enough to deal with the danger you mentioned."

"Figure it out for yourself, I don't care if you break the law, I just need you to be the biggest villain."

After Steve said this, he casually placed the half-smoked cigar on the coffee table.

During this period of time, Steve has managed to win over all the forces that need to be contacted and won over. Next, he will start large-scale military training.

Calling him here was not based on the original plot, besides.

He is so awesome now, even if he really traveled to the Marvel world or some other variety world.

That should also be called my Marvel world, or my variety world.

"Practical combat, actual combat, actual combat. Where should we go for actual combat? There is no place suitable as a training ground now."

Steve grumbled on the way back.

This is not his fault, there is really no suitable training ground on earth.

According to the excellent guiding ideology of our party, he has never thought about waiting for the enemy to come to the earth. After all, defending the enemy from outside is the best choice for us guys who suffer from lack of firepower phobia.

Most importantly, look at the brief guiding thoughts of All That Is Above.

Maybe there will be a multiverse merger in the future, or even a third wall breaking.

Although Steve has always lived a free and leisurely life, this does not mean that he does not have a sense of urgency.

In fact, he has long been planning how to develop a cosmic-level force.

"Hello, Captain, it looks like something is bothering you."

The Ancient Master arrived suddenly, and Steve felt the space next to him distort, and then a bald head who had already fastened his seat belt appeared next to him.

"Yes, I was thinking. Could you please not show up so suddenly next time? To be honest, I am actually a timid old American man.

You are destroying my cardiovascular system. "

"Haha, Mr. Steve, has anyone ever said you have a sense of humor?"

"Yeah, they even praised me for being great."

Steve replied nonchalantly.

"Master Gu Yi, what kind of future do you see?"

"There are many futures, many possibilities, but they are all different. You know, the biggest crisis is the infinite rough stone, even for you.

Nothing can be accomplished with all the infinite rough stones gathered together.

Moreover, our universe is just one of many universes.

There's always a new crisis, Steve. "

"This is really the best joke I've heard today. I need a training ground, and I want to start integrating resources to build a unit that can be used.

You know, I need people. "

Steve said quickly, Gu nodded and spoke.

"Kama Taj will help you."

"What kind of help, you know, I mean we're all adults. I can probably give you a list and you can kind of figure out what I need and help me provide it.

Seriously, I'm so touched that you reached out to me and offered to help. How about you send two people to our organization? You can call this organization the Avengers or related departments.

Seriously, do you have that kind of guy for us. "

Steve got into the mood and it was definitely a good thing to have Karma Taj's help.

With their joining, at least Steve doesn't have to worry about where to go to train. Kama Taj's magic can always help him find a suitable place.

"I don't know what kind of person you need, but it seems that you don't value some things that much. I have an apprentice with evil intentions here who gives me a headache."

"Oh? What's wrong with your intentions?"

"Lost in power, even to the point of contacting the dark dimension."

"That is indeed a guy with evil intentions. Send him to the Sickle Farm. I've seen it, but it doesn't work. Well, you know. The Sickle Farm has a complete ecological cycle and can digest enough carbon-based biological remains."

After Steve said this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and looked at Ancient One with shining eyes.

"I suddenly thought of something. I want to ask Mr. Ancient One, the greatest and most accomplished Supreme Mage on this planet that I respect the most.

Are you talented enough at making magic items, or do you have a similar outlet? "

The smile on Gu Yi's face was calm, and he didn't seem to look down at Steve because of his words.

"Steve, there is no need for this to happen between you and me. I know you too well. Tell me what you want and I might be able to help you."

"I need a hammer that is indestructible and 100% resistant to magic. I hope that when I swing this hammer, it will be able to smash all forms of energy as long as it is powerful enough."

Steve didn't hesitate to speak his mind.

The smile on Master Gu Yi's face remained unchanged.

"This matter may need to be discussed with Odin. If you are willing, we can go now."

Steve nodded indifferently, he really had to meet Odin.

In fact, in his understanding, all the major forces in the Marvel world are actually ridiculously strong.

But they all inevitably have their own ‘cancer’.

The reason why the Purple Sweet Potato Spirit dared to invade the earth in the end may not be because there were no tigers in the mountains, and what Steve was doing these days was actually integrating resources.

Integrate the resources of the entire planet.

Ancient One is indeed the Supreme Mage. Without seeing any movement from him, the scenery in front of Steve turned into Asgard.

"Master Gu Yi, an old friend came to visit, why didn't you say anything?"

Odin's voice sounded from the temple, and Ancient One took Steve out of his pickup truck.

"Introduction, this is Steve, a simple American farmer."

Ancient One emphasized the pronunciation of the words "simple American farmer" and Steve frowned.

"Hi! Odin! I'm Steve! Your debtor!"

Steve finally decided to introduce himself. His voice was so full of energy that Gu Yi even moved away.

As Steve finished speaking, thunder brewed in the air.

The aura belonging to the God King of Asgard continued to accumulate, and Odin walked out from the depths of the temple carrying his golden spear.

He was certainly commanding enough to make Steve raise an eyebrow.

"Mortal, how dare you humiliate me, Asgard, over and over again?"

"You misunderstood Odin, to be honest. I was just humiliating you. It seems that those of you who are emperors have a common problem and are not very good at being fathers.

Seriously, you sent people to burn my lawn and you haven’t even called me to say sorry. "

Steve had no intention of speaking nicely, but his accusation stunned Odin.

"What did you say?"

"I said you don't know how to be a good father."

Steve repeated it again, and the expressions on Odin's face changed one after another.

"Come in and tell me, my children are doing well these days. I asked Heimdall to monitor them all the time. I don't understand why they are so happy on that farm."

"Yeah, happy like two mules that haven't been castrated yet."

Ancient One coughed twice to remind Steve to maintain some basic respect for Odin.

"Is your throat uncomfortable?"

Steve asked, pretending to be concerned, looking at the Ancient One.

Odin reached out and held his forehead. It seemed that Ancient One was right. This was indeed a very simple American farmer.

"Can you tell me why?"

Odin looked at Steve and asked the question he was concerned about.

"Why why? Why can't you be a good father? God, I want to know why too. Why can't you be a good father? Do you want Loki to inherit the throne or do you want that guy Thor to inherit?

You have to have a clear attitude, right? Both of them thought they could do it, but there is only one throne, so wouldn't the only outcome be that one of them dies?

What on earth do you think? "

Steve asked with great confusion. Odin looked at Steve and said after a long time.

"Then why are they so happy at your place?"

"Huh? Because they can get whatever they want through their own efforts. Damn it, is it so difficult to be a good father? You just need to see their efforts and give them recognition and help them fight against the cruelty of this world. .

What the hell is so hard about this? Is it more difficult than your battle in the Nine Realms? "

Steve looked at Odin, completely confused.

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The world is not always fair, and you can definitely find two extreme examples to represent the unfairness of the world.

Such as Charles and his brother Red Tank.

No one knows what God, that third-rate screenwriter, was thinking when he created these two brothers. He gave these two brothers completely different extremes.

When the two of them were created, Charles represented the ultimate in spirit, while Red Tank represented the ultimate in physicality.

It stands to reason that such two brothers can definitely join forces to leave a mark in mutant history.

But Charles became a righteous party, but Red Tank became a complete villain.

In comparison, the Red Tank did not fare well.

He has been controlled by an evil god, giving him pain and keeping his intelligence in a low state.

No one knows what he wanted to do, but what is certain is that he hated his brother Charles.

So for the rest of his life, he would cause trouble for his brother whenever he could.

"Hey big guy, do you want to hit something?"

Angel Chen, who had long black hair, reached out and patted the car next to her.

In front of them was the most secure prison in the federation so far.

The sound of footsteps came from the truck with a load of fifty tons, and the truck began to shake violently with the footsteps.

The three-meter-tall red tank jumped down, shook his head, looked ahead and started sprinting.

A smile appeared on Chen Tian's cold face.

The loud rumbling noises continued, and the prison was being penetrated continuously.

A large number of mutants with super suppressors and pure villains started cheering.

Riots broke out and the first guy to escape from the prison was stopped by the Dust Angel.

"You still have a time bomb around your neck. If you don't want to die, just stay where you are."

The rumbling sound of impact continued until at a certain moment, all the metal trembled at the same moment.

Then the crashing stopped, and some old guy in prison uniform took to the sky.

"Well done."

The bomb collars fell off all the mutants' necks at the same moment.

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I have been working since January 1st without taking a break. My friends, I am going to die.

That’s it for today. I’ll fill in the missing parts tomorrow.

Then let me talk about some one-star negative reviews that have appeared recently.

It’s okay, there’s good and there’s bad, you don’t like normal. It's best to give me some suggestions so that I can improve them for my next book. It doesn't matter, I didn't just write this book and then shut it down.

Of course, you don't like me as a person and think I'm a scumbag, so you can give me a one-star negative review.

All I can say is that you are a good judge of people. I can’t be entirely blamed for what happened between your mother and me. Besides, I may not be the goalkeeper at the last level.

(You still need to leave a five-star review. If you like it, give it a five-star review and it will be free of charge. You don’t need to give me any extra gifts.)

I still owe Chapter 12. I will pay back the debt after my company arranges for me to take a leave of absence. I am so tired now. )