My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk Chapter 47: you were never god

The people of the motherland smashed down the abandoned three-story building, and the roar was as shocking as thunder.

It frightened the four teenagers who were hiding on the third floor and plotting a "big event".

The leader was a guy with blond hair and a strong body like a firefighter. He gathered three friends he met on Twitter and decided to set up a "family guard of the motherland."

"We are all superpowers, and we are all loyal fans of the motherland, so we will set up a superpower team to help the motherland maintain the law and order of New York."

There are stars twinkling in his eyes, and when he mentions the people of his motherland, he can't help but be filled with adoration. He is his biggest idol, strong, friendly and friendly. He really loves him to death!

"Ok!"

The other three white guys dressed in urban and rural areas nodded together.

"Okay, since we want to become teammates, let's introduce our abilities first! Rick, let's start with you."

A short, fat, freckled boy clenched his fist proudly, "My super power is great strength, everyone calls me Tank Boy."

"Rick, don't everyone call you Tank Boy because of your size?"

Another little friend ruthlessly dismantled him.

"What did you say!"

Rick was furious, stood up, raised his fists, and was about to fix the bad guy.

"Boom!" There was a violent shaking from the top of the head!

Then a red figure smashed through the reinforced concrete and fell to the floor not far from the few people.

Followed by a man in a black battle suit, he outputted at the red figure.

The rock floor shattered, fists roaring like artillery.

The air exploded in front of several people, and the shock wave blew several people back.

"Hey, that seems to be from the motherland!"

Little fat Rick pointed to the red figure who was beaten and said.

"Impossible, the people of the motherland are invincible!"

The blond captain immediately shook his head and denied it, how could the most powerful superhero in his heart be beaten up!

It must not be him!

He was under intense self-hypnosis, although he could see clearly that the guy was exactly the same as the native on TV.

On the other side, the fat little Rick started to take out his mobile phone to shoot.

it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have an account, he would have wanted to start a live broadcast. I have never heard of the scene of the motherland being beaten up, what a gimmick!

I'm on fire!

Rick's hands were shaking while holding the phone.

It can be expected that this tank boy is definitely not a loyal fan of the motherland. He didn't see the blond team leader so anxious that he was about to cry, and he still had the time to shoot.

The entire third floor seemed to be submerged by bombs. The shock wave caused by Wei Chen hitting the air was enough to stun anyone.

The natives were protecting their heads, and were madly beaten.

The temporary confusion caused by the sonic bomb finally receded, and he began to organize a counterattack.

However, because his right hand was injured and his ears were buzzing, he was always at a disadvantage and was just passively defending.

The battle between the two caused the reinforced concrete on the third floor floor to be shattered. The foursome shouted and quickly retreated to the edge of the floor. When their brains recovered from the dizziness just now, there was another explosion. Come.

The entire third-floor floor collapsed, hitting the second-floor floor, and then continued to smash down under Wei Chen's bombardment, all the way to the basement.

The four of them looked back at the same time, and they saw that in the sound of collisions, in their terrified eyes, all the floors and floors had disappeared, leaving only a dark hole leading directly to the basement.

Amidst the smoke and dust in the sky, only the sound of the two fists colliding with each other was heard.

The group of four looked at the almost completely destroyed abandoned building in shock. At this moment, there were still sporadic falling objects and the sound of crashing from below.

"My God! That guy, who is so cool in a black suit, actually beat the people of the motherland!"

Rick was shooting with his phone in one hand, shouting and shouting.

"The Virgin Mary! I must be dreaming. I would rather believe in the arrival of aliens than believe that someone can beat up the people of the motherland. Is that superhero that looks like a bat from the Walter Company?"

"Sheet! Do you have **** in your head? Does the Walter Company have heroes who are stronger than the people of the motherland?"

The blond team leader watched the battlefield with concern, while frantically spraying his teammates.

Wei Chen's low temperature ability can only last for half an hour. Once the battle time exceeds 30 minutes, the suit will go from a superconducting state to an ordinary state because it cannot provide low temperature.

Fighting against the people of the motherland in an ordinary state is tantamount to seeking death.

So he had to fight quickly.

25 minutes until the superconducting state is turned off!

Wei Chen burns all the energy and controls the temperature to a minimum. At the same time, the kinetic energy output inside the suit is the largest, and it runs at the maximum power state.

At this time, Wei Chen entered a violent state.

The black fist turned into an afterimage in the sky, and with the sound of "bang bang", it blasted towards the people of the motherland.

A native of the motherland with more entertainment star attributes than warrior attributes, it was the first time that he encountered a guy who could not be solved with one blow, and he was beaten up badly. So his heart is completely messed up!

The end of the fight is not determined to be completely beaten, although he fought and retreated to block most of the attacks, but still his fist fell on his face.

He swore that he had never faced such a heavy iron fist.

Every blow exploded on his face like a large amount of TNT, even if it couldn't hurt his bones or muscles, it still made him want to go mad with pain.

"enough!"

The motherland finally cheered up~www.mtlnovel.com~ gritted his teeth and shouted, "I am a god, the greatest superhero in the world, who the **** are you? Dare to do this to me!"

Wei Chen ignored him, approached, and continued to greet his distorted, somewhat handsome face with his fists.

The native blocked Wei Chen's fist with his left arm, then freed up his injured right hand to attack Wei Chen's heart with a faster speed.

He tried to smash Wei Chen's armor with one punch and pulled out his heart.

The two were entangled together, and the speed of the motherland was able to be exerted. One blow shattered the armor of Wei Chen's heart.

"Crack!"

The anti-motherland armor built with a lot of money was torn apart, and the fragments fell into the air.

Wei Chen's heart seemed to be slammed by a sledgehammer, and the convulsions stopped in an instant.

But fortunately, thanks to the protection of the battle armor, most of the damage was absorbed so that he did not faint.

Enduring the pain, he raised his knees and hit the chin of the motherland, and while he was stiff, he shook his arms backwards, all his energy concentrated on the gloves, and he swung it violently.

With a bang, the natives flew out like a cannonball. The whole person slammed into a big tree, then knocked a car, and finally plowed a deep ditch and rolled into a factory building. Area.

The wall collapsed with a bang, and the giant steel pipes piled up in the factory were smashed and tumbled down, completely crushing the people of the motherland.

Wei Chen wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, "You're not a god! It's because **** gods can't be as weak as you!"

He looked at the ruins in front of him, and then looked at the mess in the factory building. The group of four were all horrified. They looked at each other and didn't dare to move at all.

Little Fatty Rick's heart was beating wildly, and he didn't dare to move his hand holding the phone, for fear of attracting the attention of this terrible guy.