American Comics: Fishing All Over The World, Starting As Homelander

Chu Mu definitely saw Hill's sidearm.

only.

Because he had known for a long time that this undercover agent and the Black widow Natasha Romanoff were also undercover agents, Chu Mu was not surprised or confused at all.

It must be said that Hill's anxiety is completely unnecessary.

Because in Chu Mu's eyes, her and Natasha Romanoff's undercover mission was like a confession bureau with no secrets.

"I can actually find time to work as an agent in the middle of my job... Wow." Chu Mu's only thought was that maybe the job she arranged for Hill wasn't risky enough.

how to say.

Hill's bad premonition can't be said to be completely wrong, but this trouble is obviously completely different from the trouble she expected when the mission fails.

mission failed?

It is definitely impossible for them to fail their mission... Such useful workers are not easy to find. Even if Chu Mu pretends to be shrouded in a halo of intelligence, it is impossible for her most capable employee to fail her mission. Well, Chu Mu has always been a boss who is willing to dedicate himself to shining a light on his subordinates.

"Boss, is this fast enough?"

As a stunt motorcycle rider, Johnny is most dissatisfied when others say his car is not fast enough.

So he just pushed the accelerator all the way.

A motorcycle.

It was a surprise that it ran at a speed that even Ferrari could not match.

After all, it is a Harley that has been modified in the past. Even though it has been restored to its original appearance, it is actually completely different from the previous motorcycles.

Just like the horse that hides in a church in the wilderness and is also the gravekeeper of Ghost Rider.

Can a normal horse live a hundred and fifty years?

"Not bad, not bad, we can get to New York before dawn." It was also the first time for Chu Mu to ride a motorcycle. The experience was indeed completely different from that of a car.

No wonder there are so many motorcycle riders who ride motorcycles crazily even if they risk their lives.

After the successive battles, Xirang Chu Mu felt a little tired.

He wants to go back to New York now.

See if the "090" nuclear explosion caused chaos in New York, and then go to the company to have a delicious breakfast.

What?

Why do you have to go back to the company?

It is definitely because the company has a S.H.I.E.L.D high level agent, who must have received professional chef training, and is no weaker than a three-star Michelin chef. Cooking for Chu Mu, the owner, is not only more delicious, but also better than on the street. Any restaurant is much cleaner and more hygienic.

In Chu Mu's view, the series of battles has finally come to an end.

However.

He didn't know.

The battle is over though.

But it doesn't mean that the Witch Heart Demon, Ghost Rider, and Heaven's Gate have appeared one after another, and the changes caused by this world have also come to an end.

Yes.

It's not really over.

Even putting aside Mephisto's grudge.

Just like a butterfly flapping its wings, it may cause a tsunami in the Pacific Ocean, Chu Mu has brought more than a little impact to the world.

And this time.

Such huge amounts of misfortune.

The chain reaction produced will naturally not be small.

It still appears quietly.

only.

It just happened somewhere that Chu Mu didn't know about.

It was probably a few hundred miles away from the area where Chu Mu is now.

That is to say, Chu Mu had been there before, and outside the ruins of the bar where the Witch Heart Demon died, something that shouldn't have happened happened because of Chu Mu.

"Didi didi~"

It's raining again in this area.

Fortunately, Chu Mu has already purified the radiation.

otherwise.

The rain this time will definitely be radiation rain.

"Pa~"

On the muddy ground, a man wearing a khaki windbreaker was lying unconscious on the ground in front of the ruins.

It seemed like five or six minutes had passed.

His fingers moved slightly, and his body began to tremble. Finally, when he regained consciousness, the man struggled to support his body.

"Hangover? Where have I been?"

The man felt pain all over his body. After he stood up, he held on to a tree and looked around.

"It's the devil's bad smell again."

The man frowned slightly as he looked at the ruins in front of him. He sniffed his nose and showed a look of disgust.

at this time.

In the distance, a woman wearing a yellow robe slowly walked over.

She had a hood on her head.

The raindrops fell on her robe, but they were not able to soak in. They just dripped along the robe and fell to the ground.

"Nice raincoat... Are you a monk near here?" The man in the windbreaker leaned against the big tree and asked with confusion.

"Not really."

The woman in the robe shook her head slightly.

She stood opposite the man in the trench coat and said with a concerned expression, "You look like you need help?"

The man in the trench coat looked up at the woman in the robe in front of him.

"Honey, there's nothing you can do to help me."

He took out a pack of wet cigarettes from his trouser pocket, and then took out a metal lighter.

"Click~"

Flint friction.

Disturbed a small wisp of fire.

The man in the trench coat found a cigarette that was not completely destroyed, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"You're in a bad state."

The woman in the robe asked again, "I've never seen you before. You must not be from here, right?"

Her voice had a soft questioning tone, and also contained a bit of unconcealed doubt.

"How many people have you seen?" The man in the trench coat chuckled. He took a deep breath again, and when the smoke was filled, he took out a playing card, "But you are right.

I'm not from here, but you don't need to suspect that I'm a wanted criminal.

"I'm a policeman." The man in the trench coat handed the playing cards to the woman in front of him. He felt that it would be more advantageous for him to forge a convincing identity.

He would not let the other party think that he was a suspicious guy, so the playing card turned into a police card as he thought.

There is no need to worry about being seen changing the playing cards.

All this changes.

Ordinary people can't find it at all.

Constantine, who has used this item to commit countless frauds, knows this very well.

Yes.

The man in the trench coat is named Constantine.

He is a necromancer who specializes in hunting down demons in an attempt to redeem his soul. He can use magic from various factions, but has no faith at all.

From the Christian summoning circle to the most evil black magic in Europe, as well as the shamanistic sacrificial magic that makes people feel scalp numb at the sight of it.

As a martial artist with extremely high abilities, Constantine is very proficient in everything.

Definitely, proficiency does not mean mastery. He is proficient in everything but not at the top of everything.

can only say.

This may have a lot to do with his lack of faith. It also has a lot to do with the fact that the magic he knows has a heavy price and cannot be used easily.

Constantine.

He is not the person who should appear in this world, so...

His magic.

There is a big difference between nature and the magic in the Marvel universe - the cost of his magic is very, very high, and every time it is cast it is a gamble.

No one can tell.

What kind of heavy price will be paid? It may be just a few days of poor mental health, or it may be just a few drops of unnecessary blood.

It depends on whether the magician, the owner of the power, is a talkative guy. If you meet an old silver coin, you can only ask for luck.

"Nice trick."

The woman in the robe looked through the documents and did not raise any suspicion. The compliment she spoke softly surprised Constantine.

but.

Before Constantine could react.

"So, police officer, can you tell me why you are here?" The woman in the robe then asked Constantine a question.

The question he couldn't answer - Constantine only remembered that he had been drinking before, drinking a lot, trying to numb his painful soul with alcohol.

Then.

Open your eyes again.

It has already appeared in this wilderness.

This didn't surprise Constantine, who even played pay-to-play games with six men while drunk.

"Your question is indeed about me. If I said that I was tracking a terrible criminal, would you believe what I said?"

Constantine shrugged.

"Definitely."

The robed woman nodded.

"Okay, in return for your trust in me, I would like to kindly remind you." Constantine looked at the destroyed bar. The devil's smell made even his favorite Marlboro no longer smell good. " It's very dangerous here. If I were you, I would leave here as soon as possible."

This is indeed a kind reminder.

Move around where the devil is.

No one can guarantee the safety of an ordinary person——Well, the premise is that the woman in the robe is indeed an ordinary human being.

"If you are referring to those demons, then I think you don't need to be too nervous. They have been solved." Gu blinked.

Yes.

The person who came here was none other than Ancient One.

Although she decided not to interfere with Chu Mu......

But picking up a confused magician from another universe made her think it was time to take this trip.

"Um?"

Constantine looked at the woman in front of him in surprise.

He actually knows the devil.

It seems that he is not an ordinary monk.

Maybe a little bit capable?

"My dear, it seems that you know a lot of things, but you may not understand a cruel fact. No one can really kill the devil.

Constantine spoke confidently.

He is very confident in what he knows.

"Yeah?"

Ancient One looked puzzled.

"Yes."

Constantine nodded decisively. He did not relax his inner vigilance against the devil just because the other party said that the devil had been eliminated.

In fact.

Don't look at him talking to the Ancient One.

He is actually very wary of the Ancient One.

feel.

In the wilderness.

It is very unusual for such a monk to appear... The other person may be the devil in disguise! Or he may be a believer bewitched by the devil!

"Maybe you're right."

Ancient One did not speak to tell the truth about how many demons she had killed. She looked at the magician in front of her and sensed the weakening of his vitality...

“Maybe we can find another place to talk.

She suddenly looked not far away.

Someone wearing a police uniform was approaching, so she waved her hand and everything around her changed.

It's like a mirror turning over... The Ancient One brings Constantine to the mirror space.

"Um?"

Constantine sensed something was wrong.

"What kind of magic is this?!"

He looked at the Ancient One in front of him in shock... From the other person's wave action just now, he didn't feel any different aura at all.

However.

But the other party did bring him into a strange space.

"A little trick."

The Ancient One raised his hand again, and a table and chairs appeared in this mirror space. The method of creating things out of thin air made Constantine's eyes widen.

"Perhaps we can communicate and see how different our magic is." Ancient One took the lead in sitting on the chair Mina.

I didn't see her take any action.

The teapot on the table flew up automatically, and two cups of tea were poured and placed on the table. When Constantine came back to her senses, she was shocked to find that she didn't know it.

At that time, he was already sitting opposite Ancient One.

As a master of magic.

How could Constantine not realize that he had actually been enchanted by the other party's special magic without even knowing it.

"You were hit without even noticing it. What kind of strength is this!" Constantine couldn't help but feel extremely unbelievable in her heart.

This is not the end.

What the Ancient One said the next moment.

It really made him feel frightened and in disbelief.

"A guest from another universe, I have a strong thirst for knowledge, so I am very curious about the characteristics of magic in your world.

Not just this place.

Because Chu Mu set off a butterfly effect of change.

On the coast of Long Island, New York.

S.H.I.E.L.D.

In fact, abnormal situations were also monitored -

Their sky aircraft carrier is now staying in this area and has detected abnormal conditions outside the atmosphere.

"Meteorite? Or alien spacecraft?"

Nick Fury only feels that the work of the past ten years has not been as hard as one night now.

The flaming skull again.

What kind of nuclear explosion?

On Hill's side, Angel even got out... He also just led a team to capture a weird man in tights who seemed to have special abilities.

This is just back.

Something outrageous happened again.

It does not make sense.

Can't it make people relax for a while?

"Detected...life form."

There was a technical agent who checked the astronomical parameters on the complicated instruments.

He immediately exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.

The other agents also stared with incredulous expressions.

Living things are traveling through the atmosphere?!

What life.

How can you withstand such a terrible encounter!

"Is today the end of the world! Don't tell me! What kind of monster is this!"

Nick4.3. Fury roared, spittle flying everywhere.

"Maybe an alien chick?"

In the special cage behind him, a lowly voice sounded, and a guy covered in tights and wearing a mask was imprisoned inside.

However.

Even though he became a prisoner, this person was not worried at all. He even had the time to join in the conversation between Nick. Fury and the agent.

"Shut up! You damn pervert!"

Nick. Fury turned around with an ugly expression and yelled.

"You are the pervert! Your whole family is perverts! I have a name! Call me Uncle Deadpool!" The man in tights grabbed the iron railing and yelled.

Yes.

He is the Marvel signature Deadpool who possesses powerful Self-healing Ability, and was even cursed by the Goddess of Death for immortality and possesses psychotic traits.

"You're done! Braised Eggman! You don't know who you provoked! I just set up a stall on the roadside! I didn't violate any federal laws!"

Deadpool clamored for a lawyer, so he asked the blind man to defend him.

"Yes, it's not illegal to set up a stall! But no one would set up a stall to sell their own internal organs! You pervert!" Nick Fury felt like veins were popping up on his forehead.

"My own internal organs! I can sell them however I want! This is free America! You can't arrest me for selling my own kidneys!"

Deadpool is still protesting.

Nick. Fury was so criticized that he called him Fuck.

He saw it for the first time.

There are people with super abilities who use super abilities in such strange places... Before he could reply, he suddenly received a response from his subordinates.

"Entering the atmosphere! The target is falling towards the predetermined trajectory!"

on high-end instruments.

Displays high-definition close-up pictures.

"Oh my God! That's a person! A woman wearing tights too!".