My Marvel Super Girlfriends Chapter 449: Mysterious youth, superhuman genes?

Like a red devil wandering in the void, the red devil Asazor flickered and appeared in a five-star hotel in New York the next moment.

In the splendid main hall on the first floor, the waiters and guests were obviously shocked when they saw Asazuo appearing strangely with the **** firelight.

When they saw each other's appearance clearly, their faces turned pale, and many waiters' plates fell to the ground, making a noisy sound.

"Who?"

"His skin is red and he has a tail...monster!"

It's a habit to look at others in horror, the red devil Asazoo has a cold face, his ferocious red tail swayed from side to side, and while rolling up his suit sleeves, he said hoarsely: "Whatever your business, get out of my way!"

Screams and panic sounded everywhere, the main hall was in chaos, and many people fled outside the hotel door in panic.

Less than ten seconds.

In the main hall of the hotel on the first floor, there were only a few clerks hiding under the service desk, as well as black-haired youths and blond girls who stayed on the sofa in the lounge area.

The blond girl lay curled up on her side on the sofa, covered with a dark red trench coat, her weak face was facing the inside of the sofa, and she was still sounding evenly in a deep sleep.

The red devil Asazo confirmed at a glance that the other party was the target person he was looking for.

The space imprint he left on the opponent in the air, no matter where the opponent is, he can continuously transmit to the opponent through the breath.

It can be said.

Once they are targeted by the Red Devil, no one can escape! Even hiding in police stations and military bases, or even a severe prison sentence, is ineffective!

The red devil Asazor moved his eyes slightly and saw a very young black-haired youth sitting next to the girl.

The unidentified black-haired young man, wearing a decent and expensive handmade shirt uniform, leaned back against the soft back of the sofa, and put his hands on the back of the sofa at will. Imperceptible.

Or, don't care?

"No matter who you are, she is the target of our Hellfire Club." Red Devil Asazo said hoarsely.

The mysterious young man did not respond, not even raising his eyelids.

The red devil Asazor's eyes turned cold. He also had a temper, but he thought that the goal tonight was too important, so he still set his eyes on the blonde girl.

Bringing the target back is a priority.

The figure of the red devil Asazor flickered, disappearing in place with the crimson fire, and in the next instant he crossed a distance of more than 20 meters and appeared near the sofa out of thin air.

"Successful!"

The red devil Asazo had been observing the mysterious young man, noticing that the other party didn't respond at all, he put his right hand towards the blonde girl without hesitation.

Wow.

The red devil Asazoo opened his eyes in astonishment, but the dark red trench coat covering the girl suddenly raised a corner of his own accord, blocking his red right hand!

What trench coat is this? Intelligent?

Before the red devil Asazor could react, a tiny silver streamer came into view!

The silver-haired figure the size of a thumb was instantly restored to the shape of a girl.

The silver-haired girl flew out from the sofa, her black and white maid skirt was flowing, and her perfectly slender silver-plated palms were as fast as lightning, strangling the red devil Asazzo's throat forward.

"Huh?"

The red devil Asazor was in shock. He couldn't feel the temperature of the creature from that hand, and a huge inhuman force came from the palm of his hand.

Boom! !

The red devil Asazor flew out backwards, his back slammed back against the floor, and under the pressure of the silver-haired girl holding her throat, a trace of more than ten meters long was ploughed on the floor!

The floor is bursting and dust is blowing!

Tap!

It wasn't until a wall near the main hall that the silver-haired girl let go of the other's neck and lightly landed on the ground from the air.

And this time.

The red devil Asazo has lost consciousness. He foamed at the mouth, his eyes rolled white and he slumped to the ground. His bewildered body twitched slightly.

"Master, it has been resolved."

The cold white electric light in the silver-haired girl's eyes faded, she patted off the dust on her small hands that had returned to white and tender, and turned around and said again with a sweet and pleasant lightness.

The mysterious young man opened his eyes, looked at the red devil lying on the ground in front of him, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I specially gave them a chance. Wouldn't it be a pity if they couldn't catch one."

Alice glanced at the red devil on the ground: "He is the red devil, also known as Asazor, one of the members of the Hellfire Club, because of the genetic variant has the ability to teleport."

"Hellfire Club?" Xi Nian frowned slightly.

Alice replied: "Master. The predecessor of the Hellfire Club is the Alliance of Destruction."

"The Destruction Alliance..."

Xinian listened, and was reminded of some long-lasting memories.

Eight years have passed, which is naturally a long time.

The Destruction Alliance was founded by Lex Luthor.

Of course.

The actual mastermind behind the Destruction Alliance was the alien Blackjak who was later killed by Shinian's super-mode.

Since the death of Lex Luthor, the Destruction Alliance should have been disbanded long ago. I didn't expect it to be rebuilt into the Hellfire Club, and cooperated with the military in black and white...

"Now, who is the leader of the Hellfire Club?"

Xinian finally has a little interest~IndoMTL.com~Alice responded slowly:

"Emma Grace Frost. Former White Queen, now Black and White King."

……

At this time, the Youth League headquarters.

The sky is burning red with the blazing fire!

The perimeter of the building.

The torrents and the hands of non-mainstream youth continue to release whirlwinds and flames to block the approach of the Son of Superman.

The whirlwind and flames formed a fire dragon that blasted five-year-old Jonathan Kent out again and again.

But little Jonathan Kent is like an unbeatable little strong, standing up again and again and continuing to rush forward!

"This is the Kryptonian bloodline."

The torrents and non-mainstream youths are pale, their physical fitness is almost bottomed out, but they dare not let little Jonathan approach, and can only use their abilities to suppress them far away.

Their physical strength is just that of ordinary people. Against Jonathan, the son of Superman, they will lose within a round of melee combat!

"You two bad guys can't defeat the truth!"

Ignoring the flames, little Jonathan rushed out against the hurricane, clenching his fists and looking at the two.

Right now.

Tread!

A white youth in a black jacket fell from the sky in front of the rapids, smashing the ground!

"You are... 13?"

Rapid opened his eyes wide, a ray of fear instinctively appeared in his eyes, and he let out a sigh of relief.

He knows that the arrival of the other party means that everything is over!

"I'm not number 13, I'm Conor Kent." The young man in black responded coldly.

"Shut up! You bastard, don't take our family name!"

Jr. Jonathan Kent's eyes flushed with rage at the sight of each other!

The other party is nothing but an android who stole his father's genes!