Seven people fell from a tall building at the same time, and the plop sound when they landed was so clear.
There was chaos all around, and the agent in charge of logistics rushed over to check the injuries.
The result was very bad.
Two agents died instantly after hitting their heads on the ground, and the other five were left with only their last breath.
Mike Gray was shocked and terrified. As a special FBI figure, he knew that the top brass had been secretly monitoring an extremely terrifying alien girl.
It is said that the girl possesses a body as strong as superalloy, an immeasurable upper limit of strength, a speed far exceeding that of sound, ultimate senses beyond human comprehension, and super vision that allows her to see through everything.
There is an invisible biomagnetic field on the surface of her body that can block most attacks, and even missiles cannot cause any damage.
Such an existence is close to God.
She has always been ranked first on the FBI blacklist, and her danger level is far greater than the League of Assassins that has caused countless vicious incidents.
Many times, Mike was curious about why that girl was so scary. Today he finally saw it. She killed seven elite agents in just one second. The speed was so fast that even the camera couldn't capture it clearly.
What's even more infuriating is that after killing these people, she lay on the bed and slept without a care in the world.
"Damn it!"
Mike gritted his teeth in hatred. Ordinary means were useless, so he could only use the psychic power of the psychic system.
Psychics are notoriously rare, with only three in the entire FBI: one stays at headquarters year-round and can't leave; another is responsible for monitoring targets and has now disappeared; and the third is Ellie, the white-eyed girl from the Abnormal Adjustment Unit.
Thinking of Ellie, his headache started again.
After the Gotham incident, the behavior of the Abnormal Investigation Department was very abnormal, especially Emily Song, who swept away her previous cute and silly impression and became strong and cunning. On the one hand, she used her achievements in Gotham City to put pressure on the top management to seek a higher position; on the other hand, she won over other superhumans and formed a superpower guild to ensure that superhuman agents had the right to fair competition.
Thanks to her unremitting efforts, eighty percent of the superhuman agents became members of the guild. It is a group of superhumans, and it is obvious how terrifying the power contained in it is.
Superhumans are the FBI's important trump card. Many tasks that cannot be handled by conventional means will be solved by them. Once this power is lost, the FBI's dominance will be greatly reduced.
Giving them power is like planting an uncontrollable seed, and no one knows what this seed will grow into.
The top management was hesitant and tried to solve the problem with money, but the union did not give them a chance. They expressed their dissatisfaction through strikes, media, and resignations.
At Emily's call, ordinary agents also joined in, united to put pressure on the top, and even left a statement: If the FBI does not solve the fairness problem, they will propose to Congress to establish S.H.I.E.L.D., which will specialize in supernatural cases.
I don't know which bastard is helping Emily with the plan, one thing after another, linked together, catching the victim off guard and leaving him with no way to retreat.
Deputy Daniel whispered, "Another dead."
Mike Gray suddenly woke up and said irritably,
"Contact Emily and have them come over immediately."
Daniel nodded, took out his phone and called Emily. After a conversation, he said awkwardly,
"Sir, Emily replied: They are resisting injustice and cannot go to work."
"The situation is urgent, and they're still on strike!"
Mike grabbed the phone and was about to speak when a dead tone suddenly rang in his ears.
The phone was hung up.
The girl actually hung up her phone!
As a senior executive, a member of the power center, he was hung up on by the lowest-level female agent.
what does that mean?
Mike Gray lowered his head in thought, feeling very puzzled.
"gentlemen..."
Mike raised his hand.
Without letting the deputy continue, he walked to the corner alone and called Emily again. I don't know what they said or what conditions they reached. When he returned, his expression was as calm as the stagnant water in a deep pool, without a ripple.
"Daniel, organize the personnel and quickly seal off the scene. Confiscate the communication devices of irrelevant personnel. We must minimize the impact of this incident."
"Understood, sir."
At the same time, in an office in Washington, D.C., Qiao Xi, acting as vice president of the guild, said nervously,
"Amy, what did Mike Gray say."
Emily put down her phone and said grimly, "He agreed, on the condition that he control the girl. If he can't control her, he will be executed on the spot."
"Assholes! Bastards! You are really setting us up."
Angus, with his pointed head, gritted his teeth and roared, "That girl is a freak. We can't handle her at all. Mike Gray knew this, but he didn't tell us the truth. He clearly wanted us to die."
"How could he do this!"
"All we want is fairness. Is that wrong? Why don't they give it to us?"
The hoarse voice echoed in the room, and the atmosphere became extremely depressing.
Some guild members looked up and stared at the scene on TV. A girl was hitting the iceberg. Her small fist seemed to have a nuclear warhead. With one punch, the entire ice layer cracked.
This kind of power is so terrifying that it is simply not something a superhuman can deal with. Going there would be suicide.
"Amy, what should I do?"
Emily took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Since you've agreed, you must go. The FBI's duty is to uphold the law and protect national security. Besides, who else can deal with her except us?"
"But it's too dangerous."
"What mission isn't dangerous, Ellie..." He turned and looked at the girl with white eyes, "Can you control her?"
Ellie hesitated for a few seconds and shook her head.
"I haven't tried it, so I don't know."
"What about communication?"
"There should be no problem communicating, but will she listen to us?"
Emily sighed, "I have to try."
After completing the preparations, the group left Washington, D.C. and headed for Metropolis.
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As a Kryptonian, Linda Danvers doesn't need long rest periods; an hour is enough for her to regain her energy.
I took a few pieces of layer cake from the refrigerator and ate them while looking at the scene downstairs.
After learning that she had woken up, the FBI was on high alert, and the department's logistics staff even trembled.
"A bunch of trash!"
The girl curled her lips in disdain, kicked the wall to pieces, jumped up, and disappeared into the sky.
The people downstairs can only stare blankly, looking at each other. They can't fly, so what can they do?
Mike Gray waved his arms angrily, but there was nothing he could do. In front of that girl, they were as weak as ants. The power gap was too big. Not to mention confrontation, there was no chance for dialogue.
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