Chapter 341

In the three years of Jason's exile, his comrades have never done anything special in accordance with the principle of low-key behavior.

Over time, the influence of clown organization has become weaker and weaker.

Mainstream newspapers are full of satirical articles, and even ordinary people on the Internet dare to adapt and ridicule Jason's deeds.

These words seem to stick into the hearts of their comrades one by one.

But even so, they can only endure.

All the changes came three days ago. That night, all the super powers of the party rose to level 8.

This shows that Jason is not dead on the alien planet. Not only that, he has become more powerful.

This signal is like a shot in the arm, allowing the party members to regain their confidence.

It happened that the World Security Council chose to hold a meeting against the clown organization today.

Naturally, the party members will not miss this good opportunity.

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Eight armed helicopters fired more than a dozen missiles in a row.

The missile had a long tail and hit the waist of the building.

Boom!

A loud noise!

The explosion lit up bursts of fire, the broken walls turned into rubble, and the building lit up thick black smoke.

On the roof of the opposite building, the clown organized several accomplices to look at everything in front of them.

"Great! This scene has not been seen for many years. "

"Yes. Three years ago, this was an ordinary sight everywhere. "

"After we hid, the world was boring. Those news media can only report gossip all day. "

"Hehe, it's all right now. They don't have to worry about the news. "

"This scene reminds me of the global sensation at the beginning of the century."

"I'm a little impressed by what you say. But the man is dead and we will officially return. "

"Good! After today, we will become everyone's nightmare again. "

"Those who once fell into a well can't let go!"

"Yes! The anger received in these three years should be returned to them a hundred times and a thousand times. "

"The declaration of war has been handed out, and then it's the opponent's turn."

"Yes, there is no sense of achievement in dealing with these ordinary people."

"Do it, it's time to go back!"

"Yes!" Franklin stood on the edge of the roof and nodded.

Then he shook his right hand, and the eight armed helicopters immediately hit the building with full horsepower.

The crumbling building was hit by a helicopter and finally collapsed into ruins.

The earth trembled violently, and the whole city was shrouded in smoke and dust.

And the party did all this and went away.

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Half an hour later, hundreds of rescue teams came from all directions.

They sent out machines to clean up the ruins, then carried out the bodies one by one, and finally did identity testing to confirm the death toll.

Although they knew it was impossible, the people involved in the rescue had the illusion of miracles.

But fantasy is fantasy after all

Eight hours later, the rescue work was all over.

On the wide road, there were corpses covered with white cloth.

The rescue team stood there with a heavy heart.

The 3000 military and police in charge of security work, all sacrificed!

172 photographers and journalists in charge of the interview, all sacrificed!

835 United Nations personnel in charge of the daily work of the building, all sacrificed!

There were 1236 government representatives, assistants, translators and security guards attending the conference, and 1235 people died!

The only survivor was Prince techala of wakanda. He was lucky to escape because he went out for a walk early.

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Tchala sat on the stone of the ruins, and the white cloth in front of him covered his father's body.

The black suit is missing, the white shirt is broken, and the strong body is scratched one by one, which was hurt when cleaning the stones just now.

Just came to a meeting, but my father died.

For tchala in his early thirties, it was like a disaster. Until now, he couldn't believe it was true.

"Prince tchala!"

Hearing someone calling his name, tchala recovered and slowly raised her head.

A group of reporters and photographers, carrying long guns and short guns, aimed at him.

In eight hours, the situation here has spread all over the world.

The media of various countries quickly dispatched professional teams to Vienna for on-site coverage.

But there is no report value here except the ruins and bodies.

Those rescue teams know very limited information. Naturally, the reporter focuses his hope of obtaining information on the only survivor.

"Prince tchala! The violent explosion killed thousands of people. Why did you escape? "

The reporter threw a question and dozens of microphones were connected to his face.

With a indifferent expression on her face, tchala slowly opened her dry lips and said in a hoarse magnetic voice:

"I hate hypocritical diplomacy. I left early before the meeting was over."

Another reporter asked, "did you notice anything unusual when the explosion occurred?"

"I was walking along the river, and a lot of cards fell from the sky," tchara said. The helicopter originally responsible for defending the building suddenly fired missiles at the building, and then launched a suicide impact, resulting in the final collapse of the building. "

All the reporters were shocked when this remark came out.

They had also speculated whether the explosion would be an attack by a terrorist organization.

They also wondered how the terrorist organization had crossed the heavy lines and sent explosives into the building.

Unexpectedly, the culprit leading to the collapse of the building was the military helicopter.

Could it be that this matter has something to do with local internal affairs.

"Card?" A reporter found the key question and asked, "what kind of card is it?"

Tchala took out a bloody playing card from her pocket and turned it to the front to show it.

"This..."

The reporters were frightened and subconsciously took a half step back.

"This is the playing card of the clown organization!"

"Is it really them?"

"No mistake! Controlling electrical appliances is the superpower of Franklin Clinton, a fellow member of the clown organization. "

These journalists are leaders in the industry and have many years of work experience.

Since the emergence of the clown organization, they have continued to report. They remember every bad thing the organization has done, and are more familiar with the organization's colleagues than their families.

"It's over! The clown organization is back, and the world will fall into chaos again. "

Journalists were terrified, but good professionalism kept them calm.

This information is crucial and they must pass it on.

The reporters dispersed one after another and began to set up instruments for live broadcasting.

A kind-hearted reporter said before leaving, "Your Highness! I beg your pardon! "

Tchala's face was expressionless and his lips parted: "in our country's culture, death is not the end of everything, but more like the starting point to the unknown."

"You stretch out your hands to the Panther God buster. She will lead you to the green grassland, where you can run freely."

The reporter nodded and said, "it sounds very quiet!"

Tchala stood up and put a ring on her hand: "my father thinks so... But I'm not my father. I'll let the clown organize blood debt and blood payment!"

With that, he strode away to a deserted place.

After checking around and confirming that there was no one around, tchala rolled up her sleeve to reveal a watch.

Click gently, the watch emits light, and a figure floats in mid air.

"Prince tchala!" The figure said in a low voice, "I've heard all about the king. Please mourn!"

Hehe, everyone says so.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The pain of losing my father can't be dispelled so easily!

Tchala's green veins burst on his forehead, gnashing his teeth and said, "call the king's escort and take his father's body back."

"Yes!" The figure then said, "Your Highness! About the bombing... "

"I already know who the murderer is!" Tchala held the playing cards tightly and his eyes were full of killing: "when the ceremony is completed, I will kill them myself."

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The explosion of the Vienna building is spreading all over the world.

Many people are guessing whether the explosion was man-made or accidental.

If it was man-made, who would have such courage?

An explosion killed government representatives from more than 100 countries around the world.

Such a bad behavior, even those heinous terrorist organizations dare not claim to have done it themselves.

Netizens and the media have different opinions on who is the murderer, but interestingly, no one guesses from the clown organization.

It's said that the scar forgot to hurt.

After three years of silent incubation, the public has forgotten the world's largest terrorist organization.

A few hours later, the latest information came from the scene.

A clown playing card slapped the media.

The killer is the clown organization!

How is this possible!

Not only the mainstream media, but also social networks.

The topic of clown organization topped the charts.

This matter concerns the safety of billions of people around the world, and almost all Internet users are discussing it.

"Clown organization..."

"God, is that devil coming back again!"

"It's impossible. The news doesn't say that the clown organization has been wiped out. Even the leader Jason Walter is dead!"

"What news are you watching? It's too fake!"

"I guess Jason didn't die, but he was seriously injured and rested for three years."

"Our government is too incompetent! three years! Three years! Let the clown organization revive! "

"Guys, I scolded Jason on twitter before. It should be all right."

"Go all the way. I'll take care of your wife, daughter and property."

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Stark building, New York City.

"Hey... It's not good to be a legend. I have to run out and make a fuss. "

Tony Stark sat next to pepper on the square sofa in the living room, staring at the clown playing cards on the screen.

In retrospect, his feud with the clown organization dates back to ten years ago.

I thought everything was settled with Jason's disappearance.

Unexpectedly, three years later, the clown organization jumped out to cause trouble again.

Compared with the past, Tony can look at it with peace of mind.

There is even leisure, looking back on the gratitude and resentment of these years.

"The clown appears again."

Pepper sighed heavily and leaned his head against Tony's chest. "Why don't you look nervous at all?"

Tony smiled and clenched pepper's hand: "because I have confidence."

Pepper thought for a moment and said, "no, there must be another reason."

Tony pretended to be angry: "how dare you underestimate me? Marksman armor has been developed for 50 generations! "

Pepper: "I don't underestimate you, I know you. Apart from marksman armor, you must have other dependencies, so you can be so calm. "

Tony laughed, "well, you won."

Pepper chuckled, "go ahead! Why on earth? "

Tony thought, "well... In fact, I don't know the specific situation. I only know that there is a very powerful person living on the earth."

Pepper asked, "how powerful is a powerful person?"

Tony: "powerful enough... To hang Jason up and fight!"

Pepper's eyes brightened: "Oh! Really? Who is it? Do I know him? "

Tony shook his head regretfully, "I don't know who it is. Only the hot man knows, but he never tells us. "

Peber frowned: "hot man?"

Tony smiled, "Sol!"

Pepper: Why did you give him this nickname

Tony: "he has blond hair and likes to wear a red cloak. He looks like the hero of hot spot."

Pepper was speechless and rolled his eyes at him.

"All right! In a word, Jason's comeback must be taken seriously, but it won't panic. The sky fell and a tall man stood up. "

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Washington, D.C., top floor of s.h.i.e.l.d. headquarters, world security council office.

Congressman: "director Nick, how do you explain Vienna?"

Nick Frey, still wearing the black leather coat, asked, "explain what?"

The congressman shouted: "explain why the clown organization suddenly appeared in Vienna, and your Divine Shield Bureau has no news at all."

Nick Frey: "the s.h.i.e.l.d. has been searching for the clown organization's remnant party, and the achievements in the past three years have been truthfully reported. They are hiding information in Africa..."

Congressman: "shut up! Don't make excuses for your incompetence! "

Nick Frey: "that's not an excuse! If we are incompetent, what is your intelligence organization that doesn't even see the shadow of the clown organization? "

Another congressman roundly said, "this is not the time to blame each other. Our current task is to find out the reason for the sudden comeback of the clown organization? "

"Yes. According to the information at hand, they have been shrinking in Africa for the past three years. How can they suddenly come back? "

"I guess it has something to do with Jason. With regard to Jason's materials, the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. has always indicated that he is "missing". Will he come back? "

"I think this possibility is great!"

"What should I do? We were lucky to win the war in New York three years ago. "

"Yes! The mysterious man! "

The five congressmen immediately turned their eyes to Nick Frey.

Nick Frey held out his hand and said helplessly, "I asked sol many times, but he refused to tell the identity of the mysterious man."

Hearing the speech, the faces of the five members changed greatly.

Hey, think about it.

A big man who can easily subdue Jason can't expose his identity so easily.

And even if they know, they may not be able to hire people.

"But!"

Nick Frey said, "Saul said that the mysterious man is the guardian of the earth. I think if it comes to the critical moment, he will appear. "