My Marvel Super Girlfriends Chapter 448: Once a boy, the king!

"Go!"

The silver-haired gentleman stretched out his hand and waved, and a rapid current formed a small tornado again, wrapped in sand, frost and snow, and violently swept the five-year-old boy.

The five-year-old boy rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward, resisted abruptly in the tornado, and then threw his body heavily against the wall!

The wall collapses.

The five-year-old boy was unscathed and got up angrily: "I can't fly yet, it's really troublesome!"

The silver-haired gentleman also frowned.

At this moment, the communicator rang.

The silver-haired gentleman hurriedly took out the communicator from his pocket and connected it. A majestic and lazy female voice came out of the communicator: "Rapid, how is the situation?"

"The King."

The silver-haired gentleman called 'Rapid' responded respectfully: "Everything at the scene is under control, that is, the superheroes of the opposing team have the ability to master the teleportation, and the target was teleported to New York City by them."

He said quickly: "However, the red devil Asazo has already remembered her breath and chased after her with his teleportation ability."

"Where's the death knell?" asked the woman behind the scenes.

Rapid replied helplessly: "You know, there are two generations of Robins in the Junior League, one of which is Batman's son..."

"I see..."

The woman behind the scenes is obviously very aware of some of the grievances between Deathstroke and the Wayne family.

As if hearing the sound of fierce fighting on the scene, the woman behind the scenes asked, "What's the trouble?"

"It's Superman's son, and he's there."

The rapids sighed lightly, even if the opponent did not possess the mighty power of Superman, the Kryptonian bloodline was still not something they could handle at will.

The woman behind the scenes was silent for a moment and said, "I will send the 13th."

"No. 13?" Torrent heard the words and responded with fear: "Do you really need him to appear?"

The woman behind the scenes said coldly, "The goal this time is not to be missed. With her, our Hellfire Club will usher in a transformation!"

Rapid couldn't help asking: "Could it be that the potential of this target is as powerful as No. 13?"

The woman behind the scenes responded: "Almost."

Rapid took a deep breath and finally knew why even the military was eager to cooperate with them and to achieve the goal together!

…

At this time, the main hall on the second floor of the base is burning with fire.

A leopard-shaped claw covered with metal gloves ripped through the air and slapped it. Wonderful Girl gave a light drink. She crossed her arms to block, and she still flew upside down a dozen meters under the slap of the leopard claw, smashing the sofa and table. Smashed to pieces!

Not far away, Xinghuo, a member of the Youth League, raised his hands, and a bright orange flame glowed from his hands, rushing towards the leopard-shaped figure like a cannonball!

The other party did not dodge and stood in place, a leopard tail behind him was as fast as lightning, and the orange-red flames burst open!

Xinghuo's orange face paled slightly.

Wonderful Girl also got up from the ground again, staring solemnly at the powerful enemy ahead.

It was a female being in the form of a leopard, with leopard ears and a leopard tail, and a leopard-shaped foot standing on both feet.

Her humanoid female leopard body, which bulges forward and backward, is mostly naked, and the silver metal clothing covers the key parts. The mature and **** body is combined with the wild leopard shape, full of suffocating wild charm.

Being watched by those long and narrow eyes glowing with green light, it was like being stared at by the top predators, and Xinghuo, an alien, also had a hairy feeling.

At this time.

Still quietly sitting in the corner of the sofa in the main hall, the hooded girl still holding a book in her hand, put down the book "How to Strategize Men", and said softly: "I can do it."

"Raven, don't wait!" Xinghuo hurriedly said: "Your ability is too unstable!"

Wonderful Girl clenched her golden-gloved fists and said, "Let us two come first. If you can't stand it, you can do it again."

"Good."

The hooded girl replied, and continued to look down at the book, turning a blind eye to the battlefield and the sea of ​​fire.

…

Downstairs, on the other side of the battlefield.

Nightwing Dick was kicked out hard.

Damian Wayne hurried forward to take over, holding a sharp bat dagger in each hand, flashing cold in the flames and darkness!

The death knell swings the samurai sword in his right hand, and the hand and the sword almost disappear into afterimages.

"Ahhhh!!"

Damian Wayne's bloodshot eyes, wielding knives in both hands, and the death knell with one-handed knives!

Gold and iron symphony, sparks fly!

In less than ten seconds.

Damian Wayne's body froze, but a bat dagger was knocked out.

His other dagger collided with the samurai sword, sparking a burst of sparks, but it was difficult to prop up the powerful samurai sword, so he could only watch the samurai sword scrape the dagger and continue to stab his chest heart.

On the verge of death.

A bat hook grabbed Damian Wayne's lower back and pulled his body back, narrowly avoiding the stab of the katana sword!

"Are you all right?" Nightwing retracted the bat's claws and stabilized Damian's body.

"It's fine!"

Damian shook his head ~IndoMTL.com~ and took out a new bat dagger from his waist, the hands holding the dagger trembling slightly.

Nightwing let out a sigh, facing a powerful enemy like the opponent, an extraordinary battle of this intensity, with Damian Wayne's still undeveloped body is still too reluctant.

Death Knell said: "The two of you are too poor. This is the successor that Batman trained?"

Hearing this, the faces of Robin Nightwing and Damian Wayne were both ugly.

"This is the so-called new generation?" Deathstroke shook his head: "It's far from the kid I met eight years ago."

"Who are you talking about?" Nightwing frowned.

"I don't know who he is, but he was not much older than you at the time." Death Knell smiled fondly: "He also said that he wanted to invite me to be a bodyguard."

Let the death knell... be a bodyguard?

Nightwing and Damian Wayne are incomprehensible, and they're already rambling from the death knell alone.

"Boys, your generation has been too comfortable, and now you are only facing the most extraordinary human criminals. In the past five years, have you faced the battle of extraordinary powers, alien invasion, and dimensional collapse?"

Death Knell sneered.

Only these old guys understand the horror of the old era five years ago, and the mighty force that divided the era into two!

There was once a man who stood on top of that era and became the only God!

…

New York City, kilometers above.

"The breath of purpose is here."

A red figure appeared with a strange firelight. It was a demon-like man with dark red skin and a decent gentleman's uniform, with a fiery red demon tail on his back.

He looked down at the city of New York under the night, his figure flickered, and he teleported and disappeared again under the firelight!