American comic: From Beijing with Love, starting with a mutant.

Seeing that no one was helping, Stephen Chow had no choice but to lift Edith and place her on the wooden board.

"Xiao Luo, keep an eye on her. This little blue-skinned comrade drools in her sleep."

"You seemed to be having a good time hugging me, didn't you? I noticed you were quite particular about where you placed your hands."

Stephen Chow swung his arms and cried out that he was wronged.

"Your thoughts are disgusting! I was just trying to keep my balance. If I hadn't been supporting her, she would have crashed to the ground! Besides, I, Stephen Zhou, am a gentleman!"

Lorna snorted coldly, too lazy to pay him any attention.

Stephen Chow patted his belly, and his belly made a rumbling sound in response.

"I'm going upstairs to get some carbohydrates, you guys stay put."

He slipped out of the cargo hold and climbed up the iron ladder.

The crew quarters are located one level below the deck.

Just as Stephen Chow reached the corner, he heard Black Shark's hoarse voice coming from the half-open hatch.

"Once we get to international waters, just throw that yellow-skinned monkey in the white suit into a meat grinder and chop him to pieces! Damn it, he dared to threaten me with a knife!"

A younger brother standing next to him chimed in.

"Boss, what should we do with those two women?"

Black Shark sneered repeatedly.

"Lock them in my room. Those two girls have amazing figures. The one with the green hair is incredibly hot, and the other one looks succulent. Once I'm tired of them, I'll sell them to smugglers in Eastern Europe. Mutant female slaves are very expensive on the black market these days."

Stephen Chow leaned against the bulkhead, expressionless.

This gang leader is utterly hopeless; his mind is full of outdated exploitative thinking based on backward production methods.

They have absolutely no entrepreneurial vision.

They're still eyeing the surplus value of female employees!

Not only did they refuse to issue an invoice, they also tried to rob and kill him.

With such a terrible business environment, the United States is doomed sooner or later.

Stephen Chow was too lazy to take action now; alerting the enemy wouldn't align with the principles of an undercover agent.

He turned and slipped into the kitchen next door.

The food on board was quite good.

On the cutting board sat half a roasted turkey, next to two unopened bottles of whiskey, along with a pile of canned beef and several large bags of sliced ​​bread.

Stephen Chow didn't stand on ceremony. He grabbed a clean rice bag and stuffed turkey, canned food, alcohol, and other things into it.

After taking all of these, he noticed two bottles of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce in the corner.

"Oh, it's an imported product." Stephen Chow chuckled and stuffed it directly into his pocket.

After taking the items, he swaggered back to the cargo hold along the same route.

"Lunch is served, comrades!"

Stephen Chow threw the rice bag on the ground: "We're taking advantage of capitalism."

Edith had just woken up, and her stomach was making a loud, rumbling protest.

Lorna tore off a turkey leg and held it to Edith's mouth.

Edith took a big bite, her cheeks bulging, her mouth dripping with oil.

She ate too quickly and choked, coughing repeatedly.

He quickly grabbed the bottle of whiskey and took a big gulp, the burning sensation making him stick out his tongue, and his blue face flushed slightly.

"Eat slowly, no one will take it from you."

Lorna softened her voice for the first time ever: "Where are your family? Why are you wandering around the streets alone?"

Edith swallowed the chicken, her voice muffled.

"After I awakened my abilities at the age of twelve, I would wake up in a different place every morning, and my skin would turn blue. My father didn't like me and initially thought it was because I wasn't good enough..."

Edith looked up and smiled. "Until one day I saw a report that my father was infertile. My mother also had an affair; she conceived me with a man who was passing through town."

"After that, I left home and occasionally used my teleportation ability to steal bread from convenience stores."

She lowered her head, her red hair falling down to cover her face.

Amy listened from the side and kept wiping away tears.

It's all the fault of our family of origin!

Stephen Chow unscrewed a bottle of whiskey and took a swig.

"If someone with your talent were in our area, all the major courier companies would be fighting tooth and nail to get him. The Double Eleven warehouse overload was all thanks to you saving the day."

Stephen Chow took a cell phone out of his pocket, pulled up a photo, and handed it to Edith.

"Look at this place, is it possible to send the message over?"

Edith leaned closer to take a look.

The screen displays an aerial view of a large infrastructure construction site in China.

The steel bars stand tall, towering cranes stand tall, and a red banner with white characters reads "Work hard for 100 days to take down the Yangtze River Bridge."

"Yes," Edith nodded.

Stephen Chow slapped his thigh and excitedly leaned over: "Great! Then you can pack me, Xiao Luo, Amy, Aji, and that Anton lying down, plus yourself, and send all six of us over together, is that alright?"

Edith bit her fingers and counted.

"It's a bit of a stretch. But if I could finish this whole turkey and drink something sweet to replenish my sugar levels, I should be able to manage."

"No problem! This bottle of whiskey is yours too! It's full of sugar!" Stephen Chow said generously.

He suddenly leaned closer to Edith, staring at her blue face.

"But let's get this straight. We've only just met today. Aren't you afraid I'll sell you out?"

Edith shrank back and blinked her big eyes twice.

"You are good people."

Stephen Chow was amused.

"How did you determine that?"

"I saw it while hiding in the bucket."

Edith pointed towards the hatch: "That bastard tried to touch these two sisters, and you drew your sword and stopped him."

She took another bite of the turkey.

"Bad people don't care about other people's lives. You did, so you're a good person. And you even gave me food."

Stephen Chow clutched his chest, making a heartbroken expression.

"It's over. I, Stephen Zhou, have been a brilliant and powerful figure for half my life, and I've actually been given a blatant friend card by a little blue-skinned girl."

Lorna sneered.

"Really? You're such a good person, but you're a bit of a jerk, a bit stingy, a bit crazy. And, well, a womanizer too."

"That's slander!"

"I was assessing her lung capacity from a medical perspective! Teleportation ability definitely requires strong cardiopulmonary function!"

Amy was startled by the speed at which her expression changed.

"Comrades, the situation has changed."

Stephen Chow lowered his voice: "Our smuggling flight has to be terminated ahead of schedule."

"I went to the kitchen to get a late-night snack and eavesdropped a bit while I was there."

"That bastard Black Shark plans to chop me and Ah Ji up and feed them to the fish as soon as we get to international waters. He'll throw Anton into the sea to bait the fish. As for you women, he plans to sell you to black market smugglers."

A wind blade condensed directly from the palm of his hand, exuding a murderous aura.

"I'm going to kill him."

Lorna raised her hands, causing the surrounding sheet metal to creak and groan: "I'll just rip this ship's steel plates open and throw them all into the sea to feed the sharks!"

"Don't be impulsive! Sit down!" Stephen Chow quickly pressed his hand down.

"We are civilized people, how can we so easily resort to massacres? It has such a negative impact!"

Lorna laughed in exasperation. "He's about to kill us, and you're still worried about the consequences?"

"It's not that I'm indifferent, it's that I'm strategic."

Stephen Chow stroked his chin: "Xiao Yi needs some time to eat and drink her fill. We can't turn against her now."

He turned to look at Lorna and sized her up.

"Xiao Luo, are you familiar with mechanical structures?"

Lorna frowned: "I can sense the internal structure of any metal."

"That's great."

Stephen Chow grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

"Before Xiao Yi is ready to teleport, use your magnetic force to penetrate the engine room of this ship. Twist all the crankshafts, pistons, and gears inside the engine into a pretzel."

The torrent froze.

"Disassemble the engine?"

"Nonsense! He took five thousand dollars from me for the boat ticket and dared to unilaterally break the contract! I, Stephen Zhou, live by my word! If he doesn't keep his promises, I'll bankrupt him!"

Stephen Chow became increasingly angry as he spoke.

"Tear it apart! Tear it apart to pieces! Break the propeller in half too! I'm going to make these bastards drift on the high seas and paddle back to New York!"

Lorna scoffed after hearing the plan to dismantle the engine.

"You're just worried about the five thousand dollars, aren't you?"

Stephen Chow spoke with righteous indignation.

"Nonsense! I'm doing this to uphold fairness and justice in the international shipping market! Five thousand US dollars is just a number; what pains me is that they've lost their basic human decency!"

Amy asked softly, "Won't they starve to death at sea?"

"They deserve to starve! This is nature's punishment for dishonest businesses!"

Stephen Chow patted Edith on the shoulder.

"Comrade Xiao Yi, hurry up and eat. After you finish, we'll head to China. Once we get there, we'll distribute lollipops by the box!"

Upon hearing this, Edith doubled her speed in eating the turkey.

Stephen Chow stood up and straightened the collar of his white suit.

"Black Shark, you've messed with me, you've really bitten off more than you can chew. Today I'll teach you what the Chinese special agents' methods of protecting their rights are all about!"