The Father of American Comics Superheroes

Chapter 145: Headlines

Eric flew high in the sky, looking at the people coming and going below, his eyes complicated, he sighed softly and quickly dropped towards the bank below.

This wasnt the first time he had done something similar, but he still wasnt used to it.

The Black Queens people had recently disappeared, and Eric couldnt find the other side, but he had a dumb but simple solution.

Make things happen and make the other side come to him.

The Black Queens Hellfire Club had been sucking in mutants, and as long as he showed great battle prowess, and even a proper display of hatred for humans and approval of the Black Queens actions, he was sure that Hellfire would not let go of such a powerful fighter as him.

Erik fell from the sky in full view of everyone, causing a shout of surprise.

He didnt care, he just stride towards the bank.

And the bank security guard who saw him descend from the sky said stiffly, Sir, you want

Eric tilted his head, and the invisible force pulled the security guard flying backwards, directly hitting the wall and fainting.

Seeing this scene, the other security guards in the bank immediately took out money, and the citizens who came to the bank began to confuse.

Eric raised his hand, and the gun pointed at him twisted into a twist, taking their owner flying out.

The alarm bell rang, Eric did not care, just calmly walked to the counter.

Seeing this, people screamed and ran out.

Erics hand beckoned, a security guard who was thrown flying by the metal on his body, he looked at the other side, smiled faintly and said, Where is the vault?

The guard looked at Eric in horror, his whole body shaking, stammering, Over, over there!

He reached out and pointed in the direction, Eric put down the other party, put the other partys hat right and said, Thank you.

With those words, he took a big step in the direction of the vault.

At this moment, there was a harsh police siren outside. Eric paused and turned to look at the door of the bank. He saw the police filed in and pointed their weapons at him. He gave a sneer, shaking his fingers gently, and said: Dont point a gun at me, I will be nervous.

By saying that,

he reached out and raised his hand, and in the police officers horrified eyes, the weapons in their hands broke free and pointed their guns at their original masters.

Eric smiled lightly and said, Look, doing this, you guys are pretty nervous too.

What do you want?

The captain plucked up the courage to ask Eric.

Heh! Eric turned toward the vault and said, Just trying to do something good like the Black Queen.

With those words, he waved his hand and those weapons crashed into their masters and took them flying out of the bank, then with a grip behind Eric, those police cars parked at the entrance were directly crushed and then flew towards the banks door, closing it up.

Eric slowly walked in the direction of the vault, but in his mind, how to do in a moment, to make todays events on tomorrows headlines, how to attract attention.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

There it is.

He reached out and sensed the vault, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Steel plate with concrete, this structure of the vault, he liked the most.

The area of this vault is not large, only about two hundred square feet.

He aimed his hand at the vault and gave it a firm grip.

Boom, boom!

The ground trembled, the entire vault was like a drawer pulled out by hand, in the bank clerks horrified expression, pulled out from his entire.

In the next second, Eric slowly floated up and flew toward the bank door, reached out a bunch of hands, and after tearing out a gaping hole in the bank door blocked with a police car, the whole person flew out.

And in the moment he flew out, ambushed around the sniper rifle shot a bullet.

But they had no effect on him at all, and as they flew toward him, they had deflected their trajectory and flew in all directions.

Eric floated above the heads of the crowd with an arrogant smile on his face and said, Ready to party?

With those words, the palm of his hand made a pulling gesture backward, and the vault he pulled out of the bank trembled in place and, amidst a shout of horror, crashed through the banks doors and appeared on the street, taking to the air and appearing at Erics feet amidst a pair of incredulous eyes.

What does he want?

A police officer looked at the scene in horror, throwing away his pistol in his hand and resigning his intention on this.

What a joke, let them deal with such a monster with these small broken guns?

Have all those special departments gone to eat shit?

He couldnt help but think, after seeing the vault and Eric getting higher and higher, whispered, Just go, hurry up!

What do you think, will he smash your thing down?

At that moment, one of his colleagues beside him suddenly spoke up.

He felt like his brain was caught, and his heart was instantly shrouded in shadow.

But in fact, Eric had no such intention.

He just wanted to make some big scene to attract attention, and not a murderous maniac.

His real purpose, is

Wow!

One wall of the vault was ripped open by him, and as he gently waved his hand, the safes with the money flew out.

He grinned, and the sky rained money.

Hahahaha!

With rampant laughter, money rained down like rain, people looked up at the sky with shock in their eyes, and then went crazy.

The picture seems to be fixed at this moment, only endless madness took over the whole world.

New York Police Department(NYPD) headquarters.

Pop!

The newspaper was thrown on the table by the police chief, the headline was occupied by Eric, and under the headline, there were several photos.

The rain of money, the crazy crowd, and Eric flying in the sky.

It smelled of mockery.

The police chief gasped violently as he looked at the crowd angrily and said, Look, what is all this? What are you guys doing for food? Who is this man? What the hell is he up to? Someone please tell me!

The others in the office looked around carefully and bowed their heads in silence.

What the hell do they know

Its rampant, this mutant is rampant!

Even with his so many years of experience in dealing with criminals, he has never seen such an arrogant criminal.

But looking at the picture, the other party with the vault flying in mid-air arrogant posture, his heart in addition to annoyed, is shocked.

How is another such a horrible mutant criminal, how can they police live?

There was a moment of silence in the office.

The police chief took a deep breath and said, All of you, brace yourself and make the first arrest when that mutant appears!

Chief, dont we ask S.H.I.E.L.D. for help?

Is your head filled with shit?

The police chief pulled the other mans collar and cursed, You think our police department doesnt look incompetent enough now, dont you?

The man smiled sarcastically.

The chief let go of the other mans collar and said angrily to the crowd, Get out!

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