Demon Thunder

In this bustling city known for its feasting and feasting, the busiest street is now in ruins.

A fat and strong man was running hard on the street, with a video camera on his shoulders, he was out of breath and insisted on explaining the situation on the scene with dedication, "Termir Street in Haidu is already Turned into ruins, just now we saw a flash of blue light, and then the surrounding buildings have been burnt... I can still smell a burning smell, many people died, all burnt, don't know Asia When will the people from the Secret Service arrive, and the police have no ability to resist at all. I think the accident may be caused by the cult organization Doomsday, which is wanted by Yate recently. Before this cult’s missionary organization burned many places, I hope the people of Haidu can get through this time safely...O, Mygod!"

The camera of the live broadcast reporter shook violently. He seemed to have fallen, and his legs were weak from the fright of something terrible. In this world full of supernatural powers, there will always be some scary things with weird looks.

The screen went black, did the reporter die?People watching the live broadcast made disturbing comments in fear.

10 minutes later, the live channel was opened again.

The shaky camera was facing the reporter who had just disappeared for a while. His face was pale and he was a little at a loss.

"Don't be afraid, it's a live broadcast. I have some professionalism. Do I look scary?" Someone was talking behind the camera, and the voice was a young man.

"No...no..." The reporter was slurring his words and his eyes were glazed over. He was sitting on a bar chair, with the half-burned bar counter and the peaceful ruins outside in the background.

"How did you get your press card? Did no one tell you that you stuttered? How does this thing work? Is that so?"

Following the voice, the camera went dark, and the angle of view was changed. A mouthful of white teeth appeared in the camera. The protagonist stepped back. A man in a superhero tights, with a bright smile on his face, beckoned to the camera. , "Can you all see me?"

He glanced at himself in the camera, and wiped away a stray black hair, "Is someone watching the live broadcast? Do you all know me? I guess there are some people who don't know me. Let me introduce, I'm Thunder, oh , is the one who often stabs and discharges attacks on mutants and Frankenstein to save the world on the news, can you remember? I work in Art... um... no, to be precise, I was two hours ago Art's super agent, that, is no longer...."

The young man scratched the center of his brows in distress, "Are you not quite understanding? Let's put it this way, I just blew up Temir Street..." He raised his eyebrows, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he stared at the camera with gloomy eyes. "I'm a super villain now."

After he finished speaking, he showed an embarrassed smile again, and switched the camera to the reporter's face, "Now he wants to interview me."

The reporter stared blankly at the camera, raised his hand meaninglessly, not quite understanding the situation.

Lei Ting sighed, "Idiot, ask me why I betrayed Yate, hurry up."

"Oh, you...you..why..."

"Idiot," Lei Ting turned the camera back in disgust, and continued the live broadcast on his own.

...

The headquarters of the Asia Secret Service, a steel castle built at an altitude of 500 meters using an anti-gravity field.

In the conference room with a sense of technology, more than a dozen people formed a table. The leader was a tall and steady man, and the second was a woman dressed as a Japanese samurai.

"Thunder didn't just burn down Termere Street, he also killed several agents who had just been on a mission with him." The middle-aged man in a suit said solemnly. Member badges.

"The monitoring room said that at least [-] people died in Termere Street. The fire has not stopped, and the firefighters sent there were all electrocuted to death," the speaker threw the documents on the table. The man with silk glasses, "He is still live broadcasting to destroy the reputation of Yate and Yalian!"

"Then cut off the live broadcast," the leading man said indifferently. Three seconds later, Haidu's network was completely disconnected. Lei Ting, who was about to explain the reason for his betrayal, frowned at the prompt of disconnection. , "Damn it, damn it..." He threw away the camera and looked at the reporter coldly, a smell of burnt meat came out of the reporter's throat.

"Okay, please continue," the man's indifferent voice was like a machine, his eyeballs flashed a light blue light, and groups of data flowed across, proving that this perfect man's body was not flesh and blood casting.

"General Art, as the representative and head of the Asia Secret Service, you must now get rid of the stupid things this traitor did... I don't care what means you use, you must make him disappear, and he If you want to make any remarks that will have a bad impact on the reputation of the Asian Federation and Yate, it is best not to leave any traces on the Internet. I know you can. One of your core institutions is the network monitoring system. I am fed up with those idiots If there are gossips on the Internet, netizens will only spread rumors, these rice bugs that waste air."

"Pay attention to your wording, sir," General Art's deep voice revealed a strong sense of machinery, but it was also sexy.

"I don't need your reminder," the man showed dissatisfaction, "Have you already sent someone there?"

"Yes, sir, someone has already passed by, but Thunder is one of Yate's core forces, [-]%...Unfortunately, it has failed now," General Yate turned his head, black eyes full The blue light flow, "The second group of people has been sent there."

"Damn it! Didn't you notice anything before Thunder's betrayal?" After hearing that there was a loss, the senior executives showed strong irritability.

The agents under the seat had different expressions, and the general had no expression at all, "If you want to get a specific report, I can collect the video of his behavior within half a month and submit it to your mailbox within 10 minutes. There is no way to avoid it, although my brain is extremely similar to that of a human being, but after the improvement of Project W, I do not have human emotions, and the mood swings of agents..."

"That's enough," the senior executive of the Asian Union Department impatiently waved, "How is the situation of the second group?"

"Already negotiating with Thunder," the general said as he put his right hand on the table, his sculpture-like smooth arm scattered into countless particles, projecting the scene of Termere Street on the table.

"Wow, I didn't know you guys are so powerful." Lei Ting looked at the wound on his chest with exaggerated surprise, then narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Does it hurt from the electric shock? I heard your flesh stabbing It's ringing."

All seventeen or eighteen agents on the opposite side fell to the ground, and only one or two were still struggling to stand up, "Are you crazy? You are an agent of Art! What do you want to do?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, can't you see? I betrayed you, huh?" Lei Ting raised his eyes and looked up into the air, smiling brightly, "Are you looking at me? General?"

A low-pitched male voice with a bit of hoarseness and sexiness came from the sound system next to it that was not completely damaged, "Lei Ting, what you just did violated Article 1 of the Peace Law and Article [-] of the Asia Secret Service Regulations formulated by the Joint Ministry of Asia respectively. If you don’t surrender within [-] minute, Yate will issue a global arrest warrant, and you will be killed on the spot after you are arrested.”

"Hmm..." Lei Ting nodded seriously and touched his chin, "Then what if I surrender?"

"After you are arrested, you will be tried and imprisoned by the Joint Ministry of Asia."

"Sounds good, then I..." Lei Ting looked at the agent on the opposite side, "Just kill everyone you sent here...General."

"Ah!" The agents screamed, Lei Ting smiled into the air, and blew a kiss, "Meet Jin Jingfeng, General."