He used superhuman strength to conquer all of American comics

"It's just a job. I need this high-paying, high-benefit job, but I'm also afraid of dying."

Ashley shook her head to herself.

Having gained the ability to read minds, she subconsciously looked towards the bloody scene on the field.

The more powerful and complex a superhuman is, the harder it is for her to decipher useful information.

For example, Ashley could vaguely sense from the locomotive that the other person was anxious, regretful, or remorseful about something.

Queen Maeve, on the other hand, was filled with anger and resentment.

Who is she hostile to in The Seven?

As for starlight, it represents admiration.

Well, actually, the whole world knows that her ideal type is black.

Ashley just didn't expect that this would be real, rather than a charade to attract fans.

While feeling a sense of novelty, Ashley couldn't help but feel somewhat pessimistic.

My life is over.

Working for the Vought Group, she already knew too many inside stories, and now with her mind-reading abilities, she knows even more secrets.

The pressure is immense.

Ashley silently endured it, complaining to the kind-hearted person, and quietly glanced at the patriots and the dark-skinned man.

These two were special beings to whom she could not read even a trace of their thoughts or emotions.

She could understand her countrymen, after all, they were the strongest superhumans.

But black...

At that moment, Los glanced at Ashley.

Their eyes met briefly.

Ashley was startled and looked away, her kind nature advising her not to spy on the other person.

Currently, Xuanse's prestige within the Super Seven is second only to that of the Chinese.

"Our countrymen should practice 'discipline and reform' from the beginning. Blackie serves as the vice-captain of the Super Seven, able to freely mobilize Vought Group's resources. Does anyone have any objections?"

Obviously, no one had any objections, and the other heroes gave Los a warm round of applause.

The appointment of Los as vice-captain would be met with disapproval from Starlight, Locomotive, and even Queen Maeve, who harbored treacherous intentions.

Only Los, behind his nano-metal mask, wore a strange expression.

If he keeps doing this, he'll really become the leader of the Super Seven.

"Next, I will discuss the next steps for the Water Group!"

The people of our motherland are speaking with high spirits.

Ashley suddenly received a message and immediately turned on the projector screen in the conference room.

"Wait a minute, just now, the intelligence department discovered some clues about the Black Robe Inspection Team."

Several photos taken in a remote wooded area were displayed on the conference room screen, and there was indeed a figure resembling the butcher in them.

The people of our motherland didn't care much at first.

Until I saw that one of the photos showed someone who wasn't a member of the black-robed group.

He was a middle-aged, robust man with slicked-back brown-gray hair. His tough, weathered face was adorned with a meticulously groomed beard. Standing over 1.8 meters tall, he wore a dark metal suit with a faintly visible green bronze pentagram on his chest.

The moment you see the other person.

The patriot, who had been spouting invincible words just two days ago, suddenly turned pale.

Los nodded slightly.

That's right, the so-called ultimate weapon is a superhuman who has been frozen for many years.

Soldier boy.

071 Contact with the Soldier Boy

The Vought Group headquarters, inside the conference room.

Seeing the photos of the tough guy mingling with the Black Order, many members of the Seven heroes changed their expressions.

Amidst the pervasive atmosphere of fear, Queen Maeve felt a surge of joy.

She feigned a moved expression, looked at her compatriots, and said solemnly, "That is... the soldier boy?"

The Chinese people stared intently at the photo, at the hexagonal shield that the tough guy was subtly wearing on his left hand.

"Yes, it's definitely him."

The Chinese man pursed his lips slightly, forcefully keeping his handsome face stern, and put on a serious expression to maintain his authority and confidence.

The locomotive asked with surprise and doubt, "Didn't he die many years ago?"

"Is that the soldier boy who was once a sensation across America?"

Starlight was equally astonished and asked, "The former leader of the Vought Group, the leader of the 'Blood Debt Repayment' team, the predecessor of the Super Seven?"

However, that was all in the last century, more than thirty years ago!

Ashley nodded. "According to the Vought Group's intelligence department, it is indeed him."

“Since 1984, when the Blood Debt for Blood team was attacked by Soviet forces in Nicaragua and the soldier boy was arrested, the Vought Group’s intelligence department has completely lost contact with him.”

"I never expected to be here in New York State with the Black Robe Police."

She also found it unbelievable.

Los looked at Yi Xing and Yan Zhenting.

They would probably be even more surprised if they knew that the previous new member, Stormfront, was from the same era as Soldier Boy and had a past relationship with him.

This old boy, who has been frozen in Russia for so long, is indeed the best candidate to balance the interests of his countrymen.

The strictest father in the country.

Yes, just the literal meaning.

If the Chinese people are the strongest in modern times, then Super Soldier was the strongest on land in the last century.

Aside from not being able to fly, not having super speed, and having laser vision, it has nothing else to do.

The soldier boy's superhuman strength and physique are second only to the best of his countrymen, and he possesses a special ability that can subdue all superhumans—

By charging up, it can fire a chest cannon that is comparable to a small nuclear explosion. Superhumans hit by the chest cannon beam particles will temporarily or even permanently lose their superpowers!

Facing the former hero leader.

When the people of the motherland saw the soldier boy in the photo, they instinctively felt threatened—a king not meeting a king!

Ashley looked at the person in the main seat and reminded him, "Sir, what about the future goals you just mentioned?"

"This will be put on hold for now."

The Chinese man looked dazed and glanced at the picture below. “Now, someone has to verify the identity of the soldier boy in the picture.”

The starlight quietly swept around.

This mission is far too dangerous; if I were to actually face the soldier boy, I could very well lose my life.

Even the locomotive, which was usually very proactive in its attendance, lowered its head and dared not speak.

Just when the people of the motherland wanted to enforce roll call.

A steady voice broke the silence in the conference room: "I'll go."

Los, who was known for his erotic writings and other witty remarks.

Los continued, "My ability is to enhance objects, which might be able to hold him off for a while. As the vice-captain, I have to take the lead."

"Okay, okay, it has to be you."

The people of his motherland looked at Los with admiration, even a hint of respect.

Even I'm scared.

Are these younger generations really not afraid?

The Chinese man stared at Los and said in a deep voice, "Just confirm their identity. We don't necessarily have to confront them head-on. You... don't die so easily!"

The other heroes, including Ashley, were stunned.

The motherland seemed to be giving instructions, but then relaxed the conditions for the task, and the last sentence didn't sound like something he would say at all.

Los took it all in stride.

If everyone on the field is merely a tool to the people of our motherland.

He plays the role of the most useful all-around tool.

At this moment, Queen Maeve suddenly spoke up: "I'll go too. Xuanse and I are already on the same team, we can't let him take risks alone."

After thinking for a moment, the Chinese man agreed, "Okay, be careful."

The meeting is now adjourned.

Los and Queen Maeve had a brief discussion and planned to take action starting in the next day or two.

That evening.

Los returned to his apartment, removed his battle suit, washed up, and changed into casual clothes.

He was preparing to fly into the night sky, chasing the sun that had already sunk below the horizon, as usual.

Inside the house, via a link to the television audio, artificial intelligence issued a notification on Monday:

"Sir, the breast milk has sent a message."

Los immediately instructed Monday to show the message on the television screen.

Breast Milk: "Iron Man, the Butcher just held an emergency meeting. After some internal discussion, we believe that now is the most critical moment for the Black Robe Inspection Team!"

“You must show up in person and meet with us privately, otherwise we cannot fully trust you.”

After reading the message, Los narrowed his eyes and replied, "Is this the Black Robe's message, or the Butcher's?"

Soon, the mother replied: "This is the butcher's intention, but it has also been unanimously agreed upon by the members of the black robes."

Los paused for a moment.

Previously, the black robe had little value; it was merely a troublemaker.

The black-robed figure and the soldier boy have now temporarily formed a partnership.

Perhaps I could use my temporary identity as a member of the Black Robe group to make in-person contact with the soldier boy and verify his strength.

In any case, only the members of the Super Seven have seen the true appearance of the second-generation Xuanse. Now that there is AI Monday, there is no fear of easily exposing multiple identities.

Los thought of this and replied to Breastfeeding: "How about tonight?"

Breast milk supply quickly returned: "No problem, I'll send you my location, see you tonight!"

In the dead of night, a crescent moon hung in the dark blue night sky, its halo hazy.

New York State.

Far from the glitz and glamour of the bustling city, the Hudson Valley region.

In a secluded manor, cut off from the world.

The Black Robe Inspectorate members—Butcher, Franky, Breastfeeding, and Hughie—were all patiently waiting in the living room.

Suddenly, the sound of a car horn came from outside the estate.

The mother almost jumped off the sofa, excitedly saying, "It's Iron Man! He's here as promised!"

Frankie and Hughie exchanged a glance, both harboring intense curiosity about this top hacker who had been secretly helping them.

After all, even the temporary compound No. 5 could be manufactured.

"Don't let your guard down, prepare your weapons, and inject temporary compound number five!"

The butcher in the lead remained vigilant. He quickly got up, turned off the living room lights, and leaned against the first-floor window to peer out.