Marvel's female superheroine travels through multiple worlds

Moreover, it is perfectly legitimate.

Tony had no choice but to call Lu Yunmeng for help.

The MK3 Iron Man suit has the absolute capability to destroy two F-22 Raptor fighter jets, but it lacks the ability to escape right under their noses.

The armored vehicles can outrun fighter jets, but they can't outrun missiles!

Soon, the MK3 was locked onto by the fighter jet's fire control radar, and a Sidewinder missile was launched, flying straight toward Tony.

Just as the missile was about to catch up with the flying armor, Tony was about to release the heat blast when a figure came hurtling in!

A beautiful woman with golden-brown curly hair, wearing a blue tight-fitting combat suit and a blood-red cape, quickly appeared behind MK3!

"boom!!"

A powerful punch was thrown!

The powerful air pressure created a sonic boom, which directly destroyed the missile!

A violent explosion distorted the air! The intense heat caused the flames and thick smoke to expand rapidly!

As the crowd gradually dispersed, everyone who had been following the scene was stunned!

The figure hovered in the air unharmed, even dusting off the dirt.

The pilot of the F-22 Raptor was terrified. Suddenly, a person appeared, punched a missile, and emerged unscathed!

However, they quickly recognized her as the superheroine who was all the rage online!

"Guys, hold on a minute, my boss is testing his new equipment."

"I apologize for entering the no-fly zone for civilian equipment without prior notification."

Lu Yunmeng maintained her speed, flying parallel to the two F-22 Raptors, and showed a friendly smile.

The two fighter jets were pitifully slow in her eyes; it would be easy for her to grab Tony and shake them off.

Unfortunately, she's now seen as a superheroine by the public and needs to maintain her image, so she could only offer an explanation, hoping the planes wouldn't use machine guns on her...

Of course, with her appearance alone, the relevant departments will soon be able to pinpoint the origin of the Iron Man MK3, and the secrecy will no longer be an issue.

Tony should have considered this outcome when he chose to call for help.

Unlike the original story, with Lu Yunmeng's protection, Tony doesn't need to worry about the various problems that might arise after his identity is exposed.

The two fighter pilots were unsure of what to do, so they immediately reported the intelligence and images to the Air Force Command.

The major on duty frowned, feeling very displeased.

In his view, national security is paramount, and even Superwoman has no right to obstruct military operations.

Just as he was about to issue the order to fire, he was interrupted by Rhodes, who was standing nearby.

"Hey, Major, I don't know what you're thinking. You're provoking Supergirl to fire at a national idol. Can you take responsibility for that?"

The major wanted to argue, but Rhodes waved his hand, giving him no chance.

"Congress, the Department of Defense, the CIA, the FBI—all the major agencies in the country maintain a policy of peaceful coexistence with Supergirl. Are you the exception?"

Now, the video of the battle in Manhattan, New York has spread all over the world, and Supergirl has almost become synonymous with strategic nuclear weapons.

While some believe that nuclear weapons are sufficient to kill such superhumans, who would dare to actually try it?

"Besides, if we provoke her, do we really want those two F-22 Raptors? Have you ever seen her tear through tank armor like paper?"

"Can you handle her?"

"Since there was no public safety issue, we'll downplay the incident, understand?"

Rhodes was quite serious, delivering his words in a scathing manner before turning and leaving.

Having said that, if the major still chooses to insist on opening fire and intercepting, then he will have no further responsibility if anything goes wrong.

Now that Lu Yunmeng has arrived, Tony's problem is solved. He now has to go back and warn that bastard not to bring civilian machinery onto the battlefield again!

The major on duty was overwhelmed by a series of questions and felt dizzy. He suddenly realized he was covered in a cold sweat and had almost given an irreversible order.

In fact, when Supergirl appeared, many people liked her, but quite a few people disliked her.

Terrorists, criminals, and other criminals hate Supergirl with a passion, while some people who envy and are jealous of her powerful abilities also make sarcastic remarks.

People are simple and easy to understand; they crave freedom, and no one wants to have an immovable mountain weighing on their head.

Although most of the time, people don't see that mountain, only Superwoman, who appears in public, is used as a target and a beacon.

The major immediately ordered the fighter jet to return to base, but the pilot, unusually, wanted to fly a little longer because Supergirl was just too eye-catching.

"Madam, I mean, if you have a moment, may I take a picture with you?"

“My child is a big fan of yours; she asks for your autograph every night.”

One of the pilots, maintaining the plane's flight path, gave an awkward smile and asked somewhat nervously.

He knew this request would be difficult to fulfill; by the time the mission was completed, Supergirl would have long since vanished without a trace, and he had no idea where to find this superhero.

"Of course, it's my honor, and I'm so glad the children like me."

Lu Yunmeng smiled slightly and replied.

Tony, that sixth brother, has already flown far away and is probably almost home. It's time for her to slip away.

Lu Yunmeng controlled the flight speed and steadily leaned against the outside of the F-22 Raptor cockpit, giving a thumbs up.

The pilot was extremely excited and quickly captured the scene using his aerial photography equipment, afraid that the person might escape.

The other pilot was immediately envious. Although he wasn't a fan of Supergirl, he felt it was a rare opportunity to have such a chance.

So at his request, Lu Yunmeng reluctantly made a peace sign and asked for another picture!

After doing all this, the pilot who had initially asked to take photos was still somewhat reluctant to leave.

"Supergirl, you are a true superhero. I hope everything goes well for you!" he sincerely wished her.

In that epic battle in Harlem, Manhattan, New York, the young woman in front of me was able to save all the trapped civilians, including the soldiers who were shooting at her.

What is a hero if not someone who repays evil with kindness?

If Lu Yunmeng heard this, she would definitely scoff. In order to gain public support and protect herself, she had no choice but to let those who shot at her go.

Otherwise, do you really think she's a saint? How about trying laser thermal shampoo?

He who kills will be killed in return; it is only natural. If you shoot me, you should be prepared to have your head smashed.

"Thank you for your kind words, but in my opinion, my friends, you are the real heroes!"

"Not because of your job or ability, but because you shoulder the responsibility of defending the country."

Lu Yunmeng smiled and gave a thumbs up, praising the pilot.

Upon hearing this, the two pilots felt as if they had been injected with adrenaline, as if their bodies were filled with energy.

When they came to their senses, Supergirl had vanished without a trace.

"Brother, I can go back and explain things to my daughter now. What about you?"

"Of course we'll go to a bar and show off. Who else can take a picture with Superwoman like us?"

Both of them grinned from ear to ear, laughing heartily, glad that they were in charge of this mission.

Chapter 21 Enforcing 'Justice'

In the dark alleys of downtown Los Angeles, three burly men dressed in outlandish clothes are grinning and joking around a mother and daughter.

The young woman was in her early twenties, with a beautiful face. She was wearing a cool summer tank top and short skirt that accentuated her figure, and her long, white legs were clad in high heels.

With such looks, she would attract a lot of attention on the street, which is why she was targeted.

The youngest daughter, who was less than five years old, was clearly terrified and clung tightly to her mother's leg, hiding behind her.

"Ariel, how about you do me the honor of having a meal with me?"

The burly man at the head of the group kept glancing at the woman huddled in the corner, and said lewdly.

“John, you can’t keep targeting me. I have a husband and a daughter. We’re not right for each other.”

The young mother felt embarrassed by that aggressive gaze and spoke evasively.

Ariel Hoffeld, a reporter for a Los Angeles newspaper, moved her family to this bustling city three months ago for work.

She has a stable income, a loving husband, and a lovely little daughter; her life and family are truly blissful.

Her life has been in chaos ever since she unexpectedly met the man in front of her during an interview.

Every time I went out, this man would follow me like a persistent ghost, behaving extremely attentively.

Ariel didn't want to ruin her family and life, and she didn't like John either. She deliberately took a long detour when she went out today, but she still ended up stuck here.

"Ariel, this is the last time I will appear before you. Please give me a chance, just this once!"

John flashed what he considered a handsome smile, a hint of greed in his eyes as he stared at the woman before him.

"This isn't right, or rather, we're really not a good match. Can you let me go?"

Ariel forced a smile and tried to be as polite as possible.

John was an unemployed vagrant, of average appearance but strong physique. He usually roamed the streets, selling noodles and collecting protection money, and had intricate connections with many underground gangs.

Her husband, a police officer, had investigated these matters, but because he hadn't done anything substantial, and given the already demanding nature of the LAPD's work, he only warned the other party once before giving them a warning and then didn't take it seriously.

Who would have thought that this man had no intention of giving up at all, and would pester her every day, like a disgusting viper.

This is the first time I've ever been stuck in an alley like this.

John licked his lips, ignoring Ariel's rejection. Ever since he met this woman, he had fallen hopelessly in love with her.

Of course, he can fall in love with many women at the same time, if that can be called love.

John inquired about Ariel through various gang connections, appearing near her at different times to stage chance encounters and hoping for a romantic street meeting.

Unfortunately, this woman didn't follow the heavily made-up girls in bars who would throw themselves at him when they saw his strong muscles; instead, she kept her distance.

This further fueled his curiosity. Conquering a married woman who didn't like him—wasn't that exciting?

To be honest, he had never tasted the flavor of a woman older than himself before.

“Your husband is a policeman, but I believe in fair competition. I haven’t broken the law or hurt you. I hope you can see my sincerity.”