"Good afternoon, sir, please get out of the car, I want to check the exact amount in your body to make sure you are not drunk driving now."

A uniformed traffic policeman walked up to Caesar's car, which was waiting for a green light, and knocked on the glass of his car.

Hannah, who was sitting in the passenger seat, covered her head and whispered to Caesar, "It's over!" As soon as you open the car glass, you can smell the alcohol on you! He doesn't even have to dig out a breathalyzer! ”

Caesar glanced at Hannah and shoved the bottle into the locker, only to find that it couldn't fit in. He simply took out the wine bottle and threw it into Hannah's arms, then took out sunglasses from the locker and put them on his face, and took out his wallet as well.

Caesar parked the car on the side of the road, pushed the door and got out of the car. Sure enough, as soon as he got out of the car, the traffic police smelled the strong smell of wine on his body, and without waiting for the traffic police to speak, Caesar directly pointed to Hannah, who was nervously holding a wine bottle in the co-pilot, and explained to the traffic police.

"Mr. Traffic Police, I'm very sorry for the trouble." Saying that, Caesar took off his sunglasses and looked at each other sincerely, "Today is that child's coming-of-age day, you know, we were very happy, so we drank some wine." ”

"Really, just drank a little bit, Mr. Traffic Police, please forgive the distress of a single father, that child has lost her mother since she was a child, and I don't know how to communicate with her, I heard that she was also entangled by a bastard recently, sorry! I didn't mean to complain so much with you, it's just, I mean, forgive me, okay, this is a fine, this is a tip for you to invite your colleagues to have a drink after work, please be accommodating. ”

The traffic policeman also took off his sunglasses, looked at Caesar's sincere eyes, and bent down to look inside the car, Hannah waved his hand at him stupidly, and did not forget to hide the wine bottle in his arms.

"Don't take it as an example!" As he spoke, he took Franklin, who had at least three times the fine in Caesar's hand, turned around and left.

Caesar shrugged his shoulders as he watched the traffic police leave, threw his wallet back in the car, and then sat in the car, snatched the bottle from Hannah's arms and took another sip.

"How do you do it! How did he go? Hannah asked excitedly at Caesar, not at all showing the cautious look she had just looked.

Caesar smiled crookedly as he drove, pointing to the wallet in the storage cabinet, "I gave that guy an extra thousand Franklins, enough for him to help with his monthly salary, why did you say that guy let me go?" ”

"Huh?" Hannah looked shocked, and her face was full of expressions that I couldn't read, but my big hands were shocked.

"What do you think? Little girl! Money solves most of the world's problems, especially in New York! ”

"Can money make Phillips love me again?" Hannah asked, expectantly.

Caesar hit the steering wheel with one hand, twisted his head and said, "Can't you change someone?" In two days, I'll introduce you to a handsome and rich talent, forget that Phillips! ”

"But I like Hunter!" Hannah muttered quietly.

Caesar: "What did you say?" ”

Hannah: "Nothing, where are we going?" ”

Caesar: "Back to school, today shouldn't be the weekend, right?" Don't tell me you didn't have class today! ”

Hannah: "。。。。。。。。。。 It's really no class.。。。。 ”

Sending Hannah back to school, Caesar used the excuse of running away from the school leaders, not forgetting to carry the electric baton he bought.

As Hannah walked into the school building, Caesar took out his cell phone and called Thomas, the president of the student council.

Caesar: "Good afternoon! Got time? ”

Thomas, who had just finished eating, was lying in the bedroom at the back of the office and was about to squint for a while, when he was on the phone of Caesar.

Thomas: "Hello, Professor Caesar, I don't have a lot of time, I'm going to take a nap next." ”

Caesar: "OK! Wait until you can sleep again, you can't delay for a few minutes, do you know Phillips Hunt? I heard that it is one of your successors? ”

Thomas: "Professor, you also care about the position of student council president?" ”

Caesar: "No! I don't care, I care about Phillips. Any idea where he might be now? ”

Thomas thought for a moment, "It's noon, I guess he should be eating with his new girlfriend, there are so many restaurants in Manhattan, how do I know where he is?" ”

Caesar: "And what about him after eating?" There's always a place to go, doesn't he have to go to class? ”

Thomas: "Well, you can go around the school stadium at seven o'clock in the evening, and that guy should be playing basketball back there." By the way, what do you care so much about Phillips for? ”

Caesar: "Thank you! ”

Doodoo !!!

Thomas looked at the phone that had been hung up, frowned, and threw it away when it was used up? Don't you even act?

Thinking about it, he left the phone on the table, hugged the quilt and fell asleep.

Listening to Caesar's tone, it is estimated that Phillips guy is going to be unlucky!

Although the guy named Phillips didn't offend him, it's no wonder that Thomas, who has lost his rights, can have a good impression of this rising guy who is about to take his place!

So he'd love to see what this guy was doing, and he wished that Caesar would be able to clean up a few more student council officials.1

No wonder the old principal said that the student union is not as good as one session, and it is strange that it can be good at this level of infighting!

Caesar glanced at his watch, 2:30, fine, four and a half hours to wait for the bastard.

He looked at the sun hanging high in the sky, and felt that this time was a good time to take a nap, anyway, it was better to wait and sleep.

For the past two days, he had a hangover every day, and he didn't sleep well at night.

Caesar turned around and drove the car into the campus, drove to the gymnasium, found a parking space to get the car right, then turned off the engine and put the seat down to sleep.

When Caesar opened his eyes again and found that it was already dark, he glanced at his watch, 8:57, which was good, perfectly missed the time.

Caesar slapped the steering wheel hard, and the kid was lucky!

He called Hannah again, and after some communication, he found that the girl was already in the dormitory, so he relieved himself and drove home.

If nothing else, the unexpected happened.

As Caesar drove through a remote corner, a white spaceman descended from the sky and stepped on Caesar's front car cover.

So Caesar flew up with the chariot and flipped in the air for three and a half weeks, and then fell to the ground like an overturned king.

Caesar crawled out of the upside-down car with a disgraced face, holding on to the bottom of the car and panting with palpitations. He touched his chest, but luckily he was wearing a seatbelt, otherwise he would have been gone.

In fact, he didn't see what stopped his car just now, he only saw a white shadow, and then the car began to dance involuntarily and show off his skills.

Caesar, who had not yet caught his breath, was immediately choked by a man in white and lifted from the ground.

Only then did Caesar see who attacked him, and he found out that he knew the superhero Blaster who had saved him a few days ago.

In fact, Caesar has no ill feelings towards this guy, although his reckless impulse killed a wave of onlookers and killed four untried robbers, but this is New York, there are no strong winds and waves, so Caesar, who has been strange for many years, can only say that he is not very satisfied with this guy's reckless approach. In fact, he can insist on being a superhero, sacrifice his time and energy for righteous events, and even fight armed robbers at the risk of danger, which makes Caesar, a delicate egoist, very admirable.

A guy like this who dares to sacrifice and contribute to social peace feels that he can't compare to Caesar, who is selfish, so he thinks that such a person is great, at least greater than a bloodsucker like himself who only knows how to lie on the heads of the people and suck blood.

But now Caesar didn't think so, because the shockwave was stuck in his neck, and if nothing else, he would have suffocated in five seconds.

"For... Why!? ”

Caesar's face turned purple from suffocation and lack of oxygen, but he still stared at the shockwave dressed like an astronaut.

Shockwave tilted his head in confusion, and the astronaut-like helmet slowly approached Caesar's mouth.

"You... You are not ... Superheroes. Is it? Why... Right.. I... Take action.... ”

Shockwave held Caesar up to his head, and then tapped his free hand on the fishbowl-like helmet, which was split from the middle, revealing a face that Caesar was unfamiliar with.

Phillips smiled wickedly, "Professor! Blaster is a superhero, Phillips is not! ”

Caesar's eyes were red from suffocation and congestion, and his face was covered with bruises, and the feeling of lack of oxygen in his head obviously made him extremely painful, but he still stared at Phillips, as if he wanted to remember his face.

Click!

Phillips ended Caesar's suffocating pain, twisted his neck, and casually threw Caesar next to the car, he shook the hand holding Caesar's neck, "That's it?" The legendary smiling cat Caesar is nothing more than that! ”

The fishbowl-style helmet slowly closed, and the battle-clad Phillips turned into a shockwave again, four or five stories high, his hands were accumulated, and two shockwaves rushed towards Caesar's car and his corpse.

Bang!

Half of the street was reddened by the flames of the explosion, and the shock wave disappeared into the night sky against the background of the raging fire.

What he didn't see was a creep in Caesar's skin beneath his charred body, and a green fist-sized oval object sped into the ground.

An hour after the incident, the belated firefighters arrived, along with the police.

Here I have to complain about the excellent police speed of the US Federation, which can only be said to be worthy of you.

After the fire brigade extinguished the fire, there was actually nothing to deal with, Caesar's body was burned to ashes, and the car was burned to the point that only a frame remained, what was there to deal with. However, the police found that Caesar's ashes were in the wrong place in a bulldozed ash, and the traffic accident was changed to a murder case.

The line is to block the scene, the site inspection. A police officer looked at their troubled captain with resentment, that is, the old police officer who saw the wrong location of Caesar's ashes with years of police experience, what are you talking nonsense, is it not good to determine a traffic accident case? Close the case early and go back to bed. Now they have to stay up all night and work overtime to inspect the scene.

The old policeman then said that he would be responsible for the family of the deceased, and the police tacitly responded that everyone was dead. , I have to make way for the living to do so much.

It can only be said that it is worthy of the excellent legal department of America.