"Superhero?!"

"Hollywood is a great harm to people."

New York, fashion party scene.

When Zhao Yuan saw this scene in the system screen, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Of course, this is not just a relationship between Hollywood movies. The concept of superhero has been popular in America for sixty or seventy years and has long been rooted in the hearts of generations of American teenagers.

They have experienced various baptisms from comics to animations to today's movies, and everyone's dream of being a superhero has long existed in their hearts.

However, in the real world, the possibility of such a dream succeeding is slim.

After all, the most basic condition for becoming a superhero is to have enough funds to support and squander.

Otherwise, it would be like Andrew and the others.

Although they do not have the rich capital of Bruce Wayne or even Tony Stark, they have another condition for becoming superheroes, which is the supernatural power that only exists in movies or comics.

After mastering these powers and being baptized by Hollywood movies, they naturally associate their situation with superheroes.

...

"Cough cough, cough cough, cough cough..."

"I feel so uncomfortable!"

In the bedroom of the apartment, Andrew could hear the violent coughing from his mother from next door and the incompetence of the man.

However, at this moment, his heart was not on these things at all.

Since he talked about superheroes with Matt and Steve that day, he has become extremely excited.

He wants to become a superhero, a superhero like a movie.

In the bedroom, Andrew raised his hand and waved it gently at the glass on the table, controlling the cup to float into his hand.

A pale smile appeared on his gloomy face.

...

"Are you ready, guys?"

Wearing a simple handmade uniform and the rough hood on his head made Andrew's voice a little dull.

He came to the agreed place and looked at Mait and Steve who were walking out of the car, and couldn't help asking excitedly.

"I can't wait."

He also wore a special uniform. Steve grinned and showed his big white teeth, and raised his thumbs up and replied.

"Are you sure we really want to do that, Andrew?"

Compared to the excited Andrew and Steve, Mait's expression was a bit hesitant, but he was also wearing a special set of clothes.

"You can not participate in this action, Mait, continue to be your ordinary person."

Seeing Mait hesitating on the side, Steve said impatiently.

He had been looking forward to the action tonight for a long time, so he would not give up just because of Mait's words.

"I'm just a little worried."

"What are you going to worry about? We are superman now. We have supernatural powers. We should not be afraid of us, but those criminals, because superheroes appear!"

There is no doubt that as a black man, Steve has a good way of speaking.

Listening to his slightly rhythmic description, Mait, who was originally trying to retreat, was convinced.

"Okay, maybe you're right, man."

Taking a deep breath, putting the mask in your hand on your head, Maita said.

"That's right, Mait, this is my good brother. Let's save this city together. We will become real superheroes and be reported by the media. Maybe we should think of a loud name first..."

"How about the Super Team?"

"Please, man, your name is a little too popular..."

...

"Why does it feel like the style of the whole script is getting worse and worse?"

In front of the system panel, I looked at the three people talking and discussing their next superhero action.

Zhao Yuan couldn't help frowning again. His eyes slightly swept across the [Plot Value] column on the system, and he had the idea of ​​using [Plot Value] to correct it without a single time, but in the end he chose to wait and see.

At present, the direction of the script is somewhat different from my original settings.

But it is not necessarily a bad thing.

Andrew and the other two will eventually find that reality is not a superhero world.

And the power they gain is different from that of superheroes.

...

New York, a bustling metropolis.

However, under its bright and beautiful appearance, it cannot cover up its high crime rate that it can never be reduced.

As an immigrant city, vicious crimes are happening all the time in New York, especially in slums where police forces cannot reach.

Brooklyn, the hardest hit area of ​​crime.

A robbery incident is taking place.

"Please don't hurt me, sir, my money is all here..."

Facing the two black men around him, the robbed woman cooperated to hand over her bag, hoping to appease the other party and stop committing further crimes.

He reached out to snatch the bag handed over by the woman, and the black man rudely opened his wallet and found a few US dollars.

Looking at a few wrinkled US dollars, the two black men looked at each other, obviously not satisfied with this gain.

"If you don't want to get hurt, hand over all the valuable things you have on your body!"

Turning his head and looking at the woman in front of him, one of the black men took out a dagger and threatened him fiercely.

"This is all my money."

Faced with the threat from the black man, the woman said with a look of fear.

If she had money, she wouldn't have gone to a place like Brooklyn to live.

"Hey, you two!"

Just as the two black men were robbing, a shout suddenly came from behind.

Following the sound, the two black men immediately saw it. Under the street lights at the alley, three strange figures appeared there.

"Where did you come out again?"

The dress of Andrew and the other two not only did not shock the two black people, but instead made them look obviously surprised.

They raised their eyebrows and looked at the three of them, warning with a bad face.

"Or, do you think that dressing like this will scare us?"

Holding a sharp dagger in his hand, the black man pointed the blade at Andrew and the others, grinning to make a threatening expression.

"Since you have come here by yourself, don't blame me for being rude. Now I'll take out all the money I have on, otherwise the dagger in my hand will not be able to open my eyes, look at you..."

The threatening words in the black mouth have not been finished.

Andrews and others across from him gradually recovered after the tension of the first superhero action.

Under the mask, Andrew's eyes fell on the dagger in the black man's hand and waved his palm gently.
Chapter completed!