I Am In Marvel

Washington, America.

Because it is not the city where the hero Kyle was born (New York), the people who marched here were not so terrifying that they filled the entire city.

It can be close to the central city, and it is still crowded and crowded, especially the White House Square where the high-level US imperialists are about to give public speeches. , you can't see the end of the crowd at a glance.

Among the onlookers, a seven-year-old boy held the shape mold of the battle suit Kyle in one hand and the uncle's trousers in the other, and asked anxiously, "Dad, did the hero of Kyle really sacrifice? "

"How is that possible." The uncle smiled, rubbed the boy's short hair, and said confidently, "Major General Kyle, he won't die!"

The people crowded around also laughed in unison, and said in unison:

"That is, how can a war hero die?"

"He is a superhero, suppressing the chaos of war, and a god in our hearts."

"Probably the same as the captain, just fell asleep somewhere and will come back when he wakes up."

They spoke of Kyle with smiles on their faces, confidence and pride, even hope.

The media on the side kept taking pictures and videos to record this rare scene. It was the first time that someone had enough prestige to replace the gods, and was revered by thousands of people without any black spots.

"I'm coming!"

With a reminder from the square, all the people and media who were watching the parade immediately turned their attention to the high stage of the White House speech.

It can be seen that the new president with the face of the middle-aged Chinese character walked in front, and the parliamentary politicians in dry suits and the generals wearing the military uniforms, under the cover of armed soldiers, walked out of the door of the office building and boarded the slightly wider. Speech platform.

Dozens of politicians and generals stopped in the back half of the platform with solemn and serious faces, making the onlookers subconsciously quiet down.

The new president wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked forward to the loudspeaker and stopped, facing the public and the media outside the police line of defense below, and said in the usual politician's tone: "Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon, everyone. !"

However, his words were quickly interrupted by the people below, "Your Excellency, please omit the polite preface. We are here only for an explanation and the truth-why hasn't General Kyle returned yet?"

The new president quickly covered his embarrassment, steadied the microphone with his hand, and said, "Major General Kyle, he..."

He was about to fluently speak the cover-up rhetoric that the high-level officials were talking about, but just as he opened his mouth to preach, he choked up and stopped.

The new president looked down, and the countless pairs of eyes with hope and anticipation, with their excellent speech training, were suddenly speechless.

Just as the President was in a dilemma, a spiral humming noise suddenly came from a high altitude not far away. Everyone looked up in surprise and saw a new type of aircraft with bamboo dragonfly wings, slowly heading towards the White House Square. The high platform is close to flying down.

The armed soldiers and guards thought it was a terrorist attack, and were about to rush to the high platform to cover the retreat of the high-level personnel, but when they saw a tall figure at the door of the helicopter, they all stopped.

In other words, everyone below stopped in a daze, held their breath, and looked at the young man in battle clothes standing on the door with wide eyes.

"It's General Kyle..."

I don't know who took the lead in shouting, and then, Washington Square, which had fallen into silence, suddenly boiled with excitement!

"Our war hero is back!"

The people raised their arms and cheered with wet eyes. The loud noise spread quickly and spread out, and soon the entire city of Washington was filled with cheers of the hero returning.

At this time, the most embarrassing thing was the high-profile high-level people on the high platform. They could only look at the approaching helicopter with bitter smiles and applause.

The helicopter stopped at an altitude of 20 meters close to the high platform and was suspended in the air.

Kyle nodded and jumped down like this, gliding slightly in the middle, and finally landed lightly in the center of the high platform.

He is dressed in a night battle suit and bears the iconic one-handed sword. He stands tall and ruthless on the high platform. With the blessing of the superhero halo, he immediately becomes the most dazzling protagonist on the spot. one head.

The thousands of people below were still applauding excitedly, with thunderous applause.

"Major General Kyle, you are finally back..."

The president turned around, and wanted to be polite, but Kyle didn't even look at him, and walked to where the congressmen and generals were.

Faced with the approach of this killing god, the faces of the generals who have gone through various battles changed slightly, not to mention those of the congressmen sitting in the greenhouse, their faces turned pale.

Among them, Senator Ivan, who was standing at the back, and a few others held their hands nervously, resisting the urge to fall to the ground in fear.

"Kyle." Admiral Chester sighed and stepped forward.

"General Chester, it's not as you wished, I'm back." Kyle stopped and said coldly.

"Kyle. No matter what you've been through, it's all my fault, don't hurt anyone else..." Admiral Chester was soon interrupted by Kyle before he finished speaking, "No, you Exactly."

Kyle sneered, "You're just getting confused."

General Chester was dumbfounded, and he didn't say anything to refute, his hair was white like a haggard old man.

The helicopter remained suspended in the low air, the rope was dropped from the cabin, and Fury slid down to the high platform.

Howard knew that Kyle was returning, and he informed Fury as soon as possible, and then he rushed to the White House Square in Washington.

This is, of course, purposeful.

"Fury, how many did you find?" Kyle waved to Fury behind him and glanced at the congressmen in front. The congressmen were terrified and didn't know what the war hero wanted to do as soon as he came back.

"That, that, oh, and that." Fury stepped forward, looked sharply, and pointed out three members, including Ivan.

The three members who were named trembled slightly, and the rest of the members and the general did not know why, but they subconsciously stayed away from the three and retreated to a safe distance.

"Oh." Kyle nodded indifferently and walked towards the three congressmen.

"Major General Kyle, what do you want to do? Don't come here!" One of Ivan's eyes flashed a trace of panic, and he asked in a loud voice: "This is the White House Square, the members of Congress and generals representing the country, as well as the general public and the media. Under the eyes, pay attention to your behavior!"

Kyle sneered, and rushed to Ivan at an accelerated pace. Before the surrounding armed soldiers could react, his right hand clenched into a fist and landed on the opponent's lower abdomen.

'Boom! ’

With Ivan's ordinary body, he received a punch with a ton of impact, and the whole person was like a ball.

His body was completely maimed, half of his body sank into the wall, his eyes widened, and he didn't even understand that he would die in this simple and rude way.

After so much planning, in the end, there is still no time to fight back... Let's chirp, the other party trampled him to death like a cockroach.