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"Really General Kyle?!"

In just a few seconds, the streets of New York caused a sensational sigh.

The passers-by around Kyle, both men and women, were directly excited before they saw him, and soon they formed an exaggerated wave of people, and the waves of rushing forward.

"Damn Ancient One, the position of the exit is not low-key…" Kyle bit his teeth, without any hesitation and hesitation, rushing directly to the side commercial building, a jump of super jump, directly jumped into the commercial building Building signboard.

[Climbing] skills start!

He stepped directly to the wall above, stepping on the bottom of his feet like a layer of faint black light with strong adsorption. After stepping, he was firmly fixed on the wall of the building, so that he walked on the wall. If it is flat.

A few simple jump sprints, a set of retreats and escape movements.

In less than three seconds, Kyle successfully climbed the ten meters high compartment of the commercial building, and quickly lost sight of it through the wall.

Only the crossroads below the commercial building, people and cars are jammed, and countless fanatical screams resound through the heights of New York City.

After half a minute.

Kyle, who was disguised as a sinister disguised as an office worker, walked on another street next to him. At this time, there were still many road talents reacting. The arguments rushed to the direction he had just exposed, and the police cars on the road were dispatched. The past maintains order.

"It was General Kyle, who just appeared on the pedestrian street of the commercial building!"

"Where?! I want General Kyle's signature!"

"Roll, General Kyle is mine!"

"General Kyle's movements are too fast. I heard that I climbed onto the ten meters high floor and ran away."

"You got it wrong! My friend said that it was just jumping on the top floor of the commercial building!"

"big brother. The commercial building seems to be a hundred meters high, but since it is General Kyle, maybe it can be done…"

Kyle listened to the excitement of walking through the pedestrians from the side, and couldn't help but smile. He almost lowered the cap of the hat on his head to the sunglasses.

In this era of almost no idol stars, as the first superhero, or a symbolic officer of national conquest and power during World War II, the national cult of fanaticism has reached an unprecedented level.

"This has both advantages and disadvantages…" Kyle touched his chin. He originally wanted to stand on this Marvel World, make a career, and then slowly think about how to deal with future villains.

It seems that the superhero's reputation seems to be too much, so that he can't be completely low-key.

"When World War II is over, it's time to consider the retiring of the hero. Otherwise, even if it is a private move, it will attract the attention of various organizations around the world." Kyle thought deeply, thinking back to the face of Ancient One. Deep jealousy and powerlessness.

"Ancient One, you should believe me not so simple, you can't easily take it out of the card space without getting the skills to master the space gem."

"In addition, the forces created by Ancient One, the magical power of the monks of Kama Taj, I have to try my hand in the future!"

Kyle decided to darken the blue eyes of Blink, walking away from the winding street area behind him and heading for the street where his family was.

At this time, Kama Taj, a hidden shelter for the development of a certain building space.

A little bit of the burning Mars rotates into a wheel, revealing a space circle tunnel that can walk through people, and the Ancient One with his hands behind him walks out.

"Ancient One Master."

In the hall of the pavilion, the male black monks have long been waiting, and the respectful moving towards the return of the Ancient One.

Ancient One smile nodded.

The black monk said with a little doubt: "The Master has been away from Kama Taj for nearly a hundred years. This time it is rare for a major general of a country to go."

"Mr. Kyle, he is not an ordinary person." Ancient One faint frown, whispered: "His body seems to be fused with a symbiotic life from an alien, even if you read it with magic, you can only hear that. The messy voice of the symbiotic life."

The black monk said awkwardly: "Is the alien living body? Do you need me to deal with it?"

"No. The symbiotic life doesn't have enough power to threaten Earth. Also, you have to know that we really need to be alert to the enemies we face." Ancient One reminded him and then left the hall hall.

"What about Kyle of the US Emperor? If you have the opportunity to go to the United States, you must try him." The black monk muttered to himself and wrote down the name in his heart.

Ancient One came to an underground library, put the eyes of Agomoto into a book-type storage box, placed the taboo magic books together on the bookshelf, and sealed them with magic chains.

There is another strange thing about Kyle, she did not talk to any mage.

Any time in the past, the soul will think about the past and future of various timelines, and it will not be possible to see any scene involving Kyle.

That man, like the appearance of this world in the air, has plagued all the trends of the future, so that the future of thousands of possibilities may be blurred, it is difficult to carry out the drill.

The 'variables' are most appropriately described by the adjectives of the East.

"Whether it is the hero who saved Earth World, or the demon that destroyed everything in World…" Ancient One sighed, and as the Earth Guardian, once again, except for the original stone, far beyond what she expected.

Brooklyn, Haitang Street.

Kyle didn't know what the Ancient One thought, all the way to the original residence on the data file, and finally stopped in front of a duplex classic villa.

"If you remember correctly, it should be this." Kyle looked up and was the first 'go home'. After confirming the house number, he pressed the doorbell next to the door.

"Come here." From the door of the villa's residence, there was a vague response from the girl.

But for a while, Lucy, dressed in a girl at home, opened the door with a slit, and the amber-like eyes looked at Kyle, who was standing outside the door.

After all, during the war, there were more young people who joined the army, and there were more young women who stayed in single-person homes in New York. Beautiful women would take certain precautions against strange men.

Not to mention the long Peugeot, such as Angel's Lucy, during this time there are some 'old gentlemen' asking about her place of residence, heaven knows what they are going to do.

"Who are you? Fresh milk has been delivered during the day, and I have not booked a newspaper." Lucy asked, cautiously looking out the door, a clothing hat with sunglasses to cover the secret suspicious youth.

Kyle glimpsed a little, and immediately realized what it was, a hoarse voice with a hoarse voice, whispered: "On-site service."