With Jacques' nagging and complaining, the pickup truck starts again and rushes to the next target.

Fortunately, the sorrow of this young Frenchman came and went quickly. Soon his attention was focused on Qi Xiao's new house.

The group wandered the streets and alleys of New York, selected items, compared prices, paid by card, filled in the delivery order, and waited until evening, when the sky was about to darken, they finally purchased all the items on Zhao Qianyu's list and returned to their home in Brooklyn.

A group of young people giggled and laughed, got out of the car with large bags and small bags, and walked towards Qixiao's new house.

"Jacques did well." When he arrived at the door, Zhao Qianyu counted the items and suddenly said.

"Hey, he's not sassing with you." Qi Xiao said with a smile.

"But he really has a good eye, and he can see that he has a lot of taste." Zhao Qianyu still did not hesitate to praise himself.

Qi Xiao secretly said in his heart: "That's because you didn't see him bring out a lot of things in the store......"

"But I can afford to buy very few of these things." Jacques looked at the thick stack of "invoices" in Zhao Qianyu's hand and said resentfully.

During Wang Zhe's time at home, he had already found someone to thoroughly clean the entire villa, and the store in charge of delivery also placed most of the household items in place, and the entire interior of the apartment was completely new and filled with a refreshing atmosphere.

Qi Xiao walked into the hall, looked left and right, looked at the apartment with a bright window, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, this will be our nest in the future." ”

Then he looked back at Jacques Dorian, who had followed him all the way, with a look of envy and surprise on his face: "It's getting late, let's go after dinner." ”

"But I didn't bring any gifts." Jacques was originally hooking up with him, but now he looked at Qi Xiao, the "local tyrant" who owned a mansion in front of him, and said a little crampedly: "According to Chinese customs, I should congratulate you on your housewarming." ”

"Haha, I'm here, what kind of gifts do I bring?" Qi Xiao said nonchalantly, he put his arm around Jacques's shoulders, and the two came to the hall side by side, sending him to the sofa, "Just make up for it next time." ”

Then he raised his head and looked at the driver of the embassy behind him and said, "Master, you can also sit, just like at home, don't be pretentious and polite to me." ”

The driver looked at the layout around, nodded, and sat down on the sofa: "This should be one of the most expensive houses in Brooklyn, right?" You can't just buy it with money. ”

Qi Xiao: "Hahaha......"

After entertaining a few guests, Qi Xiao then sat heavily on the sofa, picked up the remote control on the desktop and turned on the TV, and beckoned: "Come, watch TV first, and I'll cook later." ”

The TV screen flashed, accompanied by a burst of surging music, the huge CBC words flashed, and a handsome middle-aged man in a handsome black suit and a red tie squatted on the table, raising his right hand and shouting at the camera: "Welcome to the CBC (Space Radio and Television Company) program!" ”

"This is the Daily Observer Commentary, I'm your old friend, Jon Vormilian!" As he spoke, the moderator had already turned around and sat down in the chair behind the table.

"The Daily Observer commented that this show is quite interesting." Jacques Dorian commented.

"Well, it's like talking about stand-up comedy, we usually love to watch it." The driver said.

"That's it?" Qi Xiao looked at the host on the TV, who was writhing all over, dancing, as if he was nervous, and asked a little unbelievingly.

"Well, he's an eleven Emmy winner, and in the United States, Jon is a household name as a current affairs commentator and satirical expert." Jacques Lux affirmed.

"Oh, I remember, in fact, I know him very well, my dad used to love to watch his show, what is it called "The Daily Show", and he laughs back and forth every time." Qi Xiao suddenly realized, and pointed to the TV loudly with confidence.

The Daily Show is anchored by Jon Stewart...... You're mistaken. Jacques reluctantly corrected in a low voice, but it seemed that Qi Xiao didn't seem to care about his mistake.

I saw Jon Vormilian on the TV after finishing the opening remarks, his face was straight, and he said with a little heaviness: "Today, the last casualty list of the Stargate War has been announced, let us continue to remember the heroes who died in the war." ”

But after a moment of silence for only five seconds, he then raised his smile and said: "Okay, since we are talking about heroes, we have to mention that yesterday, the United Nations News Service announced that there will be five new superheroes to save the world." ”

"In other words, we have known hundreds of 'superheroes' in the past few decades, and they always appear in the news, big and small, and thanks to them, our reporters always have news to broadcast."

"But according to a U.N. spokesperson, each of the five heroes that will be sent out this time is capable of all the superheroes of the past combined -- and that's what the dealers say every time I buy those electronics."

With a playful grumble, there was a burst of laughter on the TV, and it seemed that the show also had its own sound effects like a sitcom.

"This new phone is five times faster than it used to be, and this new computer is ten times faster than the old model...... Apple and Huawei, in the past few decades, have used such old routines to cheat us out of our money, and it seems that the people at the United Nations have learned to do so. Jon Vormilian pouted and commented dismissively.

"So now, new questions have arisen, what should we call them?" Jon Vormilian sat up straight, pretending to think for a moment.

He blinked and said tentatively at the camera, "Superhero two? Super-superheroes? Well, hopefully they can solve this world crisis at once, and there will be no superhero three or supersuperheroes. ”

"Below...... Let's take a look at the list of these five heroes," Jon said, picking up a stack of paper on the table, putting on his glasses, and singing in an emotional operatic voice, "First of all, Rhaegar Spam Norris from Tennessee, United States of America!"

"Oh-yes!" Jon Vormilian waved his hand excitedly, and shouted with a sarcastic smile on his face, "It turns out that our wise government didn't take all the superheroes to death, they still have a hand!" ”

"Let's cheer for this government team with an average IQ of more than 60, who actually left the last seed of hope for the United States!" Vormilian shouted hoarsely, he raised his right fist, squinted his eyes and said "hi" in front of the camera.

"God bless America! I'm proud to be an American! Cheers to our presidential think tank! U――S――A! U――S――A! U――S――A!”

Looking at the dancing host on TV, Qi Xiao was a little puzzled: "Why is this person like this?" ”

"People with ADHD can't stop when they're crazy, and that's how he did it decades ago." Jacques explained with a smile, as he looked familiar with the host's style.

After a long time, a cartoon fist slammed on the table, and Jon Vormilian sat up straight as if he had suddenly woken up, and the audience burst into a recorded box laugh.

"Wren Norris, nicknamed the Whistling Eagle, is from the U.S. Army's 101st Air Assault Division. He has received the Congressional Gold Medal and the Presidential Medal of Freedom. Good boy, we're all up to you. Vormilian winked at the camera ambiguously.

"Let's take a look at the rest of them, from China...... Lucky...... Qi Xiao, a kung fu swordsman from Lin Province, a failed investor in the farming industry in Lyon, France, and a master assassin, Jacques Dorian, have all arrived in the United States. ”

"And the other two who have not yet arrived, according to the information provided by our pervasive paparazzi, one of them is a mysterious British wizard, the kind we used to burn more than four hundred years ago."

"And the other one is a beautiful girl in Russia who we don't know about physiognomy, name, three-dimensional, constellation, blood type and occupation so far!"

"Russian beautiful girl?" When Qi Xiao and Jacques heard the news, they couldn't help but glance at each other in surprise.

"I thought they would send a strong man with a hundred dans of karate and judo, the kind that can kill a grizzly bear with one hand." Jacques said a little strangely.

"Me too......" Qi Xiao nodded approvingly.

"Guess what her superpower is?" Jacques pinched his chin and turned his head to ask Qi Xiao.

"I figured that since our new friend is a woman, her superpowers might be finger-pointing, tantrums, or unreasonable?"

"Uh......" Jacques was speechless, and could only turn around and continue watching TV.

"Uh......" Jon Vormilian muttered for a moment, and chose a pile of materials in his hand: "First of all, today, let's get to know this Chinese from the ancient Orient who can conjure up controlled knives in his hands at any time, and this Chinese friend from a socialist country has made a great impression on the American people as soon as he gets off the plane!" ”

"Yes, he attacked the entire Fifth Avenue crowd of about two thousand nine hundred people......" Jon Vormilian said with a wide range of eyes and an exaggerated expression. There was another burst of laughter from the audience.

"That's fantastic, isn't it? He can fight three thousand alone! Every new superhero in New York carries on the tradition of being nosy! He is not alone, he has a soul possessed at this moment...... Uh, I mean, it looks like there's another vigilante in New York, congratulations, New York! Jon Vormilian managed to control his emotions as he was about to hold back his cry to dance, and he took a sip of water.

"By the way, it is said that he attacked nearly 3,000 Americans with a pile of corn kernels!" Jon Vormilian said categorically: "This proves that Texas does possess weapons of mass destruction!" It deserves special attention from the United States Government and the international community. ”

With a burst of laughter from the audience, Jon Vormilian said solemnly: "Hereby, I declare that the United States has the right to use the corn cannon first at any time and under any circumstances, as long as it is faced with a threat!" Even if ......"

"Corn is not grown in your country." Jon put on a grim face, and said with a serious "threat".

"Jon is an anti-war activist, and he has been deriding foreign wars because of weapons of mass destruction for decades." On the other hand, Jacques explained softly to Qi Xiao, "This is an old terrier. ”

"Oh, Qi Xiao, are you watching TV? The choreographer wants me to say hello to you! Vormilian suddenly covered his earbuds and said to the screen, looking at his expression, it was hard to tell if he was deliberately funny or if he really heard the director's words.

Then, Vormilian coughed lightly, and suddenly sat up, his eyes widened, and he pretended to be serious and exaggerated: "Hello, Qi Xiao, let's get to know each other." Here, there is the puppet and propaganda machine of imperialism in the United States of America, CBC (Cosmos Radio and Television Corporation). I am Jon Vormilian, the spokesman of the degenerate capitalists and a loyal lackey of US imperialism. ”

"Oh......" Qi Xiao looked at Zhao Qianyu and Wang Zhe, who were slightly embarrassed next to him, with a little surprise: "I like this guy, he is super frank!" ”

"Qi Xiao, now let's see what good things you, this guy from mysterious China, have done, first of all, on the first night you arrived in New York, you refused General Warfield's big dinner with public funds, and the first meal you arrived in the United States was actually KFC's spicy chicken leg burger!"

"Oh my God!!!!" Jon Vormilian knocked on the table and shouted bitterly: "A Chinese from the land of food, actually eating KFC, doesn't he know how many obese people are created in the United States every year by these junk foods?" ”

"Obesity, cardiovascular disease, diabetes, if it weren't for KFC and McDonald's, we would have universal health care long before Obama was in office. This is a conspiracy of the capitalists, why are you so easily fooled? ”

"In order to maintain your strong and pure body, and for the sake of your extraordinary power that can maintain the peace and security of the world, we must petition the Congress to resolutely prohibit you transcendents from eating these junk foods!" Jon Vormilian crossed his hands and made a firm negative gesture.

With a burst of laughter, Jon tilted his head again, like a thief, and asked, "Well, by the way, when you eat Spicy Chicken Leg Burger, do you eat it with New Orleans barbecue wings?" You must know that these two things must be eaten together to be delicious enough, this is the authentic meal, and all other ways to eat are heretical! ”

"He then made the world's largest monster sandwich on Liberty Island, and while thanking you for keeping the law and order, I want to say...... You seem to have forgotten to add cheese. "Along with Jon Vormilian's comments, the TV flashed a scene of Qi Xiao fighting on Liberty Island." And according to the news that this station just got, he actually bought a mansion in Brooklyn, oh, yes, oh......" Womilian pretended to be surprised, but in fact sighed casually: "A Chinese bought the most expensive apartment in Brooklyn this year in New York, how does that sound...... Normal! Can this really count as news......"

"Director, can't you find some news that is not so ordinary for me to broadcast? For example, an American bought the most expensive mansion in Beijing? Jon Vormilian suddenly turned his head, waved his arms behind him, and shouted.

With a burst of laughter, Jon Vormilian turned around and continued, "Okay, let's move on to the commercial, and after the commercial, we're going to be connected today." ”

"Now let's go to the connection time, our guest today is General Warfield, chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff." Jon said on the TV screen as he sorted out his suit that had been messy from strenuous exercise.

"Hello, General." Jon asked casually as he brushed his hair through his comb. "Hello, Vormilian." The television footage showed the wrinkled, resolute face of General Warfield, sitting in his office sofa chair, half-turned, facing the television camera.

"General, may I ask if according to the latest news from the United Nations, these heroes are so powerful, their battles can wantonly destroy the property of civilians, pose such a big threat to the real world, and even the survival and destruction of the entire world can depend on the will of these few people, why can the US government tolerate their existence?" Jon seemed casual, but the exit came with an aggressive question.

"Jon, I think this question should be asked the other way around, and what you should ask is, why do these superheroes tolerate the existence of the U.S. government?" Warfield reversed his usual serious image and teased lightly.

"Uh...... ......," Jon replied with a slight hesitation, putting down his comb.

"Jon......" Warfield interrupted Vormilian's unbegun speech, "In today's era of crisis, the power of ordinary humans themselves has long been vulnerable. Only these powerful forces are the last light of hope for mankind, and on the earth today, they are facing an unprecedented calamity, and those monsters that bring darkness and despair to the world can be stopped by us ordinary people? After all, it's up to them to save the world. ”

"But once they decide to control absolute force and put the whole world under the white terror of the transcendental, it is extremely unfair to ordinary people?" Jon Vormilian, apparently unimpressed by the General's remarks, raised his chin and began to fight back aggressively.

"First of all...... Jon, I know them better than anybody, they obey the law, and by their resume, they are more law-abiding than most of us, and they are simply a role model and model for humanity...... At least much stronger than you and me. None of them have evaded taxes, and none of them have falsely advertised the products they endorse. ”

Listening to General Warfield praising himself unashamedly on the TV, Qi Xiao and Jacques lowered their heads in embarrassment, while Volmilian, who was said to be in the sore spot, turned his face to the side as if he didn't hear.

"Secondly...... They are earthlings, they have the same outlook on life and values as us, they have their own moral constraints, they know that they have unshirkable responsibilities, and the heads of many governments also have nuclear bombs in their hands to destroy the world, but ordinary people do not, can you say that this is unfair? ”

"Even the survival and destruction of the world are up to their will, will ordinary people be qualified to choose whether to tolerate or not tolerate their existence?" Vormilian apparently did not agree with the general's statement, and he turned his face, still holding on to his thoughts.

"Yes, Jon, as we ordinary human beings, there is no choice, because this is a war of life and death, and our biggest goal is the continuation and inheritance of race and civilization. From this point of view, we emphasize that good and evil, noble and vulgar, sublime and depraved, light and dark, must be chosen according to our best interests. ”

"In the past, when a person had power or power beyond ordinary people, but could not control it properly, lost the restraint of morality, and acted arbitrarily, we had laws and the military to restrain them. And superheroes are more powerful than these people, their bodies don't fade easily, and we can hardly restrain them. ”

"Isn't that a sign of extreme danger?" Jon keenly grasped the contradiction and immediately began to fight back.

"I don't think so, with great power comes great responsibility. The meaning of their existence has long been predestined by the superpowers they have acquired intentionally or unintentionally. They are superhuman but also live like mortals, like you said earlier, Qi is a kid from China, so he doesn't like the big meal in Oak Garden and chooses KFC for dinner, which is no different from the kids around us. There are no false propositions of social adaptation, racial contradictions, or self-worth between them and us, and they all have a clear mission - to save the world. Martin Warfield said slowly but firmly.

"Is it true that the U.S. government doesn't have the ability to restrain them at all?" Jon continued.

Warfield smiled, "They can't be completely controlled by us. Jon, I ask you, is absolute control, extreme control, in line with the spirit of our nation? ”

"Oh hell, only Hitler would have been in control." The host seemed to suddenly realize and said with extreme disgust.

"That's it, what they need now is not questioning, but encouragement, after all, we rely on them."

"Okay, thank you, General Warfield, for your great statement."

At the end of the connection, Jon lowered his head and turned the fountain pen in his hand a little sullenly, and there was a burst of laughter from the audience at this time.

Jon looked up in embarrassment, shrugged his shoulders and made an exaggerated look of defeat, then said with a smile, "This is not the first time I've been embarrassed by old Warfield's words, and I believe it won't be the last. At this time, the superheroes believe that they have entered the intense preparation stage, and as the general said, we wish these young children good luck. The subject of other transcendents will come back tomorrow. ”

When the show ended, everyone was silent.

Qi Xiao looked at the TV, reminisced for a while, smiled unconsciously, and then commented: "Hmm...... The double reed is a good performance. ”