The director shook his head and reported the matter to his superiors. The superiors also felt a headache. However, at this moment, they received good news. There was no ability to increase their fragrance, but there was a superpower. A person who can control rats is called a rat controller.
"If there was such a power, wouldn't it be better to just control the rats to commit suicide? Why do you need our help?"
After listening to the information from the director, Samantha asked puzzledly: "No, it should be controlling rats to kill other monsters. This is a good power."
"Because that person can only control ordinary mice, not mutant mice."
The director said helplessly: "Not only that, once she uses the power to control rats, those mutated rats will attack her like crazy, as if they were stimulated.
You can take her around the city to attract the rats, and then use gas stations, gas stations and other locations to blow them up.
After you finish dealing with all the rats, you can continue to operate in New York City and kill all the rats. This will greatly reduce the pressure on the disaster response bureau."
After a pause, the director continued: "Samantha, as mentioned above, if you can successfully complete the task, they will recommend you to take over my position and become the new director of **.
I believe that you have been waiting for this position for a long time. With your performance and love for police work, you are definitely worthy of this position."
"Well, after I wake up, shouldn't I go to the Disaster Countermeasures Bureau? The welfare there is much better than that of the police."
Samantha said disgustedly. She had no love for police work. What a joke. On the other hand, she was a bright and beautiful Disaster Fighting Bureau superhero who could make countless people cheer when she appeared.
On the other side are the police who deal with all kinds of big and small things all day long, and the people are very dissatisfied. Everyone knows how to choose, right?
Andrew understands why the superiors chose to keep Samantha, because in the future, the number of people with special abilities will gradually increase, and the police department will begin to reform - all frontline police officers will be replaced with people with special abilities who have combat abilities.
Samantha's powers and abilities are very good, so the top police officials will not give up on her.
"Times have changed. If you don't have powerful powers in the future, you won't even think about joining the police. In this case, the gap between people will become even wider."
Andrew shook his head secretly. In the past, he could catch up with others through hard work and wisdom, but in the future, the moment his powers are awakened, his life's fate will be determined. It is foreseeable that there will definitely be many unwilling resisters.
The future world will undoubtedly be a chaotic world, but no matter how chaotic it is, we must accept it, because the world of supernatural powers will definitely come.
The director was a little embarrassed. He said: "Don't worry, Welfare will definitely follow. Okay, you go back here to pick up people first, and they will send people here by helicopter."
"Can the helicopter stay?"
Samantha's eyes lit up. If there was a helicopter, the job would be much easier this time. The director shook his head and said, "No, the city is still in chaos, and helicopters have other uses.
For example, save the rich people in Manhattan, save the rich people in Manhattan, save the rich people in Manhattan."
Andrew burst into laughter and said three times in a row. You can imagine how deep the resentment in the director's heart was. Samantha also gritted her teeth. Those rich people in Manhattan didn't have any good things. I really hope that disasters will happen more often.
on their heads.
Andrew blinked. He owns half of the buildings in Manhattan and several companies worth hundreds of billions. Can he be considered a rich man?
Andrew shrugged and took Samantha back to the police station. As for Tsunade, she went back by herself and didn't need to worry about anything. What she should worry about were the monsters that encountered her.
Soon, Andrew took Samantha back to the police station. As soon as he parked the car, he heard the applause and cheers of everyone. If it weren't for Andrew and Samantha, they would definitely die from those damn spider claws.
After a period of excitement, Samantha and the director went to see the rat controller. She had already arrived in a helicopter, but the helicopter had already left, taking a few very wealthy people with it.
Andrew chatted with Blair, and he complained: "Is it true that there is no trace of being twenty years old in my whole body? Why do everyone laugh when they hear that I am only twenty years old?"
Blair couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Uncle, not only do you look like an uncle, but you also behave like an uncle. You don't have the energy of a twenty-year-old at all, okay?"
Not to mention other things, just the action of lying on the chair, fanning the fan and watching TV, without forty years of life experience, you would never be able to achieve this perfection."
"That's because something very unforgettable happened to me. Do you want to know?"
Andrew said with a melancholy look. Blair couldn't bear it anymore and laughed again. She didn't know why, but she wanted to laugh when she saw Andrew's melancholy look.
"It seems that the path of a melancholy and cold uncle is not suitable for me at all."
Andrew sighed, and the two chatted for a while. Blair said, "Uncle, I just borrowed someone else's mobile phone and contacted my dad. He is fine. He also awakened his superpower because he was worried about me."
"He seems to be a good father."
Andrew nodded, and Blair glanced at Andrew and said, "He is indeed a good father, but he is too keen on work, so his mother separated from him.
Dad said that New York is very dangerous and strongly urged me to take a flight back to Los Angeles immediately after the disaster was over. He would personally protect me.
So, if nothing else happens, I will go back when this disaster is over."
"Don't talk about life and death, maybe my father-in-law will be transferred to New York to work the day after tomorrow?"
Andrew smiled and said, the president is my person, and the Disaster Countermeasures Bureau is also my person. Isn’t it just a matter of just saying a word to transfer a firefighter?
"What a coincidence?"
Blair shook her head and said nothing further, "Uncle, what I want to say is, I'm glad to meet you and thank you very much for saving me."
"Don't be so solemn. If you are too solemn, your feelings will become alienated."
Andrew shook his head and said, "It's just Los Angeles. At worst, I'll fly a private jet over to find you. Well, you ask me where I got the private jet? I've always had one, but I kept a low profile and didn't say anything."
"I actually didn't ask."
Blair complained, she said: "If you really come to Los Angeles, I will invite you to swim on the beach and let you take pictures."
"I told you, I'm not that kind of person."
Andrew looked disgusted. How could just taking pictures be enough? Although Blair didn't know what he was thinking, she knew very well who Andrew was. After all, when Andrew talked to her, his eyes would always move down to something of hers.
position.
when
Of course, Blair didn't think it was a big deal if other men were like this, otherwise, she wouldn't wear clothes with a lower chest.
Seeing Andrew and Blair getting closer and closer, Ashley was a little upset, but she really couldn't find a suitable reason to go there. If she went there at this time, wouldn't it mean that she really had some thoughts about her uncle?
"By the way, since you are going back, this amulet will be given to you in advance."
Andrew handed Blair an amulet and said, "You know its function. It can only protect you once."
"Thank you, I hope I don't need it."
Blair took the amulet and was different from the previous disapproval. This time, she said with great gratitude that this amulet was sometimes equivalent to a life.
Such a favor cannot be repaid by a few bikini photos.
At this time, Samantha came over with a girl with colorful hair, earrings, and a rebellious girl who was instantly recognizable as a little girl. She introduced: "This is the Rat Controller.
She was a superpower before the disaster struck, but she didn't learn well. After awakening her superpower, she didn't serve the country and the people. Instead, she used rats to steal things. Later, she was discovered by a superhero and arrested.
Because she is young and has superpowers, she was not locked up but lived in an orphanage. She is a little unwilling to cooperate. Please help me persuade her."
"For the country
Serving the people? Auntie, you are so stupid. Who is interested in serving the country and the people these days?"
The Rat Controller said disdainfully: "These days, people should work for themselves. These are the surfers of the new era. As for the terms and conditions that restrict people, they should have been thrown away long ago.
Besides, you don’t need to persuade me anymore. I will never take risks with you. I haven’t lived enough, so you can’t force me. I’m not an adult yet, so I have no obligation to fight on the battlefield.”
Samantha had a headache. Both she and the director had tried to persuade the rat controller for a while, but unfortunately, it had no effect at all. The little girl confessed that she was afraid of death. How could you still force her to take risks?
"Poor new age surfer."
Andrew glanced at the Rat Controller up and down, and said with disdain: "If you put all your body together, you don't even have one hundred dollars, you deserve to call yourself a new era? Does anyone else agree?"
"Uncle, you know nothing. This is my own DIY. This is personality, personality. Do you understand?"
The Rat Controller suddenly became anxious and immediately shouted that for a girl of her age, the most important thing is to be cool and dazzling, and she did not want the title of poor guy at all.
"dIY?"
Andrew smiled disdainfully, pointed to the Harley motorcycle over there and said, "That's the real DIY. An aunt asked me how much this motorcycle was worth before, and I was too embarrassed to tell her the price.
Because any part on it is worth her day’s salary.”
A certain aunt's mouth twitched a little, and I said, was she shot even while she was lying down? Also, how much does this crap motorcycle of yours cost, how arrogant is it?
"Wow!"
The Rat Controller's eyes shifted to the Harley motorcycle and she was instantly attracted to it. She ran over and kept screaming excitedly: "Wow, this engine, this acceleration, these tires... isn't this so cool?"
Uncle, who did you ask to help you modify the motorcycle? With all these top-notch devices stacked together, it can actually run smoothly?"