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

The leader was a dark-skinned man wearing blue overalls stained with oil, holding a crowbar as thick as his wrist.

"How dare you!"

"You dare to steal oil from a national-level 10,000-meter deep well project! You're asking for trouble! Unleash the dogs!"

Two Rottweilers jumped out of the truck bed and barked wildly at Stephen Chow and the others.

Stephen Chow wiped off some black mud, put his hands on his hips, and adopted an inspector's posture.

"What oil thief? This... Comrade Zhao Hongqi! You must be responsible for your words!"

Upon noticing the name tag on the other person's chest, Zhou Xingxing became serious: "We're from Bureau 749! I'm the director of the Overseas Special Talent Introduction Office! Is this how you treat visiting officials?"

Zhao Hongqi sneered and pointed the crowbar at Lorna, who had green hair, and Jiliu, who had a high nose and deep-set eyes.

Finally, the gaze fell on Edith, who was still spewing whiskey-smelling mud bubbles on the ground, with a section of blue skin showing.

"Who are you trying to fool? You green-haired, blue-skinned bastards are clearly foreign spies! Seize them!"

Several young workers gripped their wrenches tightly, ready to step forward.

"Hey, hey, hey! Let's talk this out, don't fight! You're ruining the unity!" Stephen Chow quickly reached into his suit's inner pocket and rummaged around for a while before pulling out his work ID with the national emblem on it.

"Look! This is a legitimate official document, with an official seal!"

He forcefully thrust the document forward, only to find it covered in sticky mud.

To demonstrate clearly, Stephen Chow flicked his wrist.

"Snapped!"

A clump of black mud flew out and smeared solidly onto that already dark face.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet; even the dogs stopped barking.

Zhao Hongqi wiped the mud off his face, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Misunderstanding! This is a physical projectile caused by unforeseen circumstances!"

Stephen Chow raised his hands.

"Beat them!"

Lorna's eyes turned cold as she faced the group of workers wielding iron bars and wrenches.

With just a thought, she could have those iron bars wrapped around the workers' necks.

Just as she was about to disarm them all, a hand grabbed her.

"Leave this rough work to me."

Zhou Xingxing held her hand tightly: "You're a key person to be protected in our unit now. If you hurt your hand in a fight, how will you do delicate work in the future? Stand obediently behind me and see how the director will protect your rights."

Stephen Chow gave Jiliu a "calm down" look, and then started his counterattack.

He walked towards Zhao Hongqi with his chest out.

"Hit! Hit here!"

Zhou Xingxing pointed to his head: "But think carefully before you act! Why didn't you put up any obvious reflective warning signs in this mud pit at your construction site?! Why didn't you install any fall protection nets?!"

Zhao Hongqi, who was just about to swing the crowbar, froze: "Huh?"

"What?!"

Stephen Chow has an imposing presence.

"Because of your inadequate safety measures, our team of highly skilled experts brought in from overseas collectively fell into the water and were terrified! This seriously damages the country's soft environment for attracting investment!"

"That blue-skinned woman is a top-notch logistics expert! She's now unconscious from choking on your mud!"

Stephen Chow pointed at Edith, who was still blowing bubbles on the ground, and complained, "What if she suffers psychological trauma and loses her ability to work? Who will recognize this as a work-related injury?!"

"Are the exorbitant medical expenses and lost wages going to your construction team's account or your general contractor's account?! Do you still want your safety production banner this year?!"

Zhao Hongqi was left dizzy and disoriented by this series of punches.

What kind of investment promotion?

What kind of highly skilled experts?

What is the rotating red flag?

What nonsense is this person spouting?!

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhao Hongqi laughed in anger. Having worked in engineering for half his life, he had never seen such an arrogant oil thief.

"Wearing a tattered suit, he thinks he's some kind of leader? Tie them all up and take them to the police station!"

The workers approached again.

Stephen Chow sighed, his right hand already quietly reaching for the butcher knife at his lower back.

Since gentle massage won't work, I'll just have to use the back of the knife to give these kind-hearted old men a massage.

However, at this tense moment...

"Creak—Boom!"

Suddenly, a metallic cracking sound came from the drilling rig in the distance.

The alarm blared across the sky.

Zhao Hongqi's face turned pale instantly.

The crowbar in his hand clattered to the ground, and he turned around to stare at the drilling platform.

"Oh no... the underground high-pressure airbag has been punctured... the blowout preventer is jammed!"

"What do you mean?" Stephen Chow frowned.

"It's going to blow out!!!" Zhao Hongqi roared, "Run! Everyone evacuate!!!"

A deafening roar shook the earth violently.

Black, high-pressure mud mixed with rock cuttings broke through the ground, directly piercing the drilling platform's turntable and shooting into the sky!

"Boom!"

The high pressure caused the drilling rig to shake violently, and the steel supports at the bottom creaked.

The steel cable, as thick as an arm, snapped and swung wildly in the air.

"Cover your mouth and nose! It's hydrogen sulfide!"

"Poison gas! This is a high concentration of hydrogen sulfide! One breath can be fatal! Run upwind!"

The pressure from the blowout was too great.

The mud and toxic gas sprayed high into the air crashed down in all directions.

The two Rottweilers inhaled the poison gas, and after running a few steps, they foamed at the mouth, convulsed, and collapsed on the sand.

A young worker running behind tripped and fell to the ground.

The poison gas quickly engulfed him; he let out a short scream before his eyes rolled back and he lost consciousness.

"Xiao Wang!"

Zhao Hongqi was extremely anxious and wanted to go back to save the person, but was held back by another worker.

"Captain Zhao! It's too late! Going there means certain death!"

The whole scene was in complete chaos.

The load-bearing columns of the 100-ton drilling platform have been severely bent under the impact of ultra-high pressure.

If it collapses, not only will this extremely expensive deep well be completely ruined, but it may also trigger an even larger chain of explosions.

"Comrades!"

Stephen Chow turned around and looked at the mutant team behind him.

"In America, you'd be nothing more than rats in basements and wanted criminals on the streets! But here, you're heroes who save the nation's most vital assets!"

"Hey! See those toxic fumes? What's your job? Temporary ventilation expert! Blow all those toxic farts up into the sky! Can you do that?!"

Jiliu stared at the fallen workers in the distance, his eyes gleaming with a white light, and said in a deep voice, "Leave it to me!"

Stephen Chow then turned to look at Lorna.

"Comrade Xiao Luo," Zhou Xingxing said earnestly.

"The time has come to prove your worth, to show them what true advanced productivity is! Can you weld that iron tower shut?"

Lorna looked at Zhou Xingxing.

She spread her arms to the sides, her green hair, covered in mud, stood up on its own, and a dazzling green magnetic light illuminated the surroundings.

Remove the character "吗".

Lorna gave a haughty snort.

"I can mold it into any shape you want!"