American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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“The demon Gast controls the power of fate and can cast curses of misfortune. Those cursed will be plagued by unimaginable misfortune and will fail in everything they do. Even a small stone can take their life.” Alec sighed slightly: “I am defeated by this power.”

Xu Fu frowned and continued to ask, "What do you think of 'The Mask of Destiny'?"

"The doomsday mask was information Forrest gave me; I didn't see him put it on myself."

Does this mean you don't know what the Mask of Fate is either?

"Yes"

Xu Fu stroked his chin, a pang of guilt shooting through him: the information Eric provided was extremely important, but it undoubtedly made things more complicated. He had initially thought it was just an ordinary sect rivalry, but he hadn't expected it to attract the attention of three Demon King-level beings.

A curse of fate? A mask of fate?

You can tell how bad it is just from its name.

Where is their lair?

“There’s a waterfall in the swamp forest, and they’re in the ruins beneath it, a place where Native Americans used to perform sacrifices.” He paused, then picked up his wooden knife and wrote a few words on the table: “This is all the information I know about the cult. I’m passing it on to you. If you’re determined to fight, I’m willing to help, but the outcome may not be what you want to see.”

Xu Fu memorized what was said on the table and said with a smile, "I believe in myself."

"I hope so. Are there any other requirements?"

Xu Fu shook his head, raised his hand, and a hummingbird descended from the sky and landed on the table.

"We'll be attacking the waterfall tomorrow morning. I hope you're ready. If you have any questions, you can talk to the little bird and she'll tell me."

"Thank you for the apple, Professor, it's very sweet."

After that, he got up and left.

Back on the hillside, the people who had gathered there hurriedly inquired about the outcome of the case, but Xu Fu shook his head and asked them to go back.

The group left the swamp and returned along the same route. Alec looked curiously at the metal hummingbird and couldn't help but extend his right hand. The hummingbird spread its wings and chirped.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me!"

Alec had no choice but to give up, but the curiosity on his face grew stronger.

Back in town, Xu Fu called everyone to his bedroom and told them the information he had received from Alec: it's hard not to be nervous when you discover that the person you're dealing with possesses the power of an ancient demon.

"A curse of fate? A mask of fate?"

Roy rubbed his messy hair: "What kind of ability is this? I've never heard of such a thing before."

Xu Fu stopped Nelson and said calmly, "Call your superior and tell him I need more men."

Nelson hesitated for a moment, then said, "With this number, we should have enough."

Xu Fu looked at him coldly.

"If you're tired of living, go fight the devil yourself. I'm still young and don't want to die so soon."

"it is good!"

Nelson gritted his teeth, cautiously dialed Jack Harvey's number, and then hung up without thinking. A hysterical roar came from the other end of the line; the old man was clearly very angry, extremely angry.

Only after the roaring subsided did Nelson pick up the phone, and after some explanation, he returned to the conversation.

The boss said he would come in person.

Xu Fu was immediately taken aback: the FBI Director himself had come; the old man was truly anxious, and...

"When necessary"

"He's already flown over; he'll arrive tonight."

"Okay, I'll wait for him here."

Chapter 1098 is still a trap.

While dining at a French restaurant, Vanessa kept reminding herself: go home immediately after finishing the meal, don't linger for even a second. But faced with Xu Fu's increasingly sweet words, she inexplicably accepted his invitation for a walk after the meal. She strolled to the entrance of a bar, drank a few glasses of red wine, and then...

The next morning, Vanessa opened her eyes naked and felt a pressure on her back, with a hand pressed tightly against her chest. She had gone completely blind.

What am I doing?

Vanessa Nash, what are you doing?

Why is this happening?

The girl covered her face. She hadn't been on a date with anyone. The day after we met, we went to a hotel twice. What would Xu Fu-Xiao think? Would he think I was a very promiscuous woman?

Oh my god, this is terrible.

Vanessa was on the verge of surgery, and what's more, she herself was misunderstood. Even the highly experienced Eva was full of distrust. After learning that her friend had not contacted her family but had gone out with Xu Fu for another night, she rushed from home to the hotel.

"Are you crazy? Your mother called me dozens of times asking where you were going and almost sent the Secret Service to pick me up."

"My dear lady, wake up, you are the president's daughter."

Eva was filled with hatred. In her view, love and one-night stands were two different things. The former represented life, while the latter was just a game to seek excitement and release tension. One such game was enough; there was no need for so much time.

"You don't really like him, do you?"

Vanessa glanced at the bathroom, her face flushing as she recalled the events of the past two days.

"It's over, it's over."

Looking into her eyes, Eve didn't realize

"What are you going to do next? Didn't he say he wanted to go on a date with you?"

The girl muttered, "We've only known each other for less than two days."

"This has nothing to do with time, but with...".

As we were talking, the bathhouse door opened, and Georgiek came out in a bathrobe, looking at Eva in surprise and saying...

Your friend came, but didn't invite me.

She just arrived.

"Guys, wait a minute, I'm going to change."

Xu Fu dried his hair and walked towards the dressing room. Eve kept staring at Xu Fu's figure until the door closed. Only then did she look away, pat her ample chest, and mutter to herself.

"This guy is really strange. He has such a refined face and such a great body. Ah! How is his performance in that area? Can he satisfy you?"

Vanessa looked embarrassed and roared.

"Stop talking, I don't want to discuss this with you."

Eva immediately understood. She gave her friend a sarcastic look: "No wonder you came out at night. You must have run into something good. Good things should be shared. You know, there's always something to learn from others. I don't mind if you watch from the sidelines."

"Go to hell, if you keep talking nonsense I'm ignoring you."

Vanessa was furious. She knew her friend was very open about her private life, but she hadn't expected it to have gone this far. Eva waved her hand helplessly: "Okay, okay, I was just joking! Don't take it too seriously."

"I must warn you, judging from his behavior these past two days," "Xu Fu-Xiao is not the kind of person who only thinks of himself." "If you want to have a long-term relationship with him," "you must be mentally prepared."

Vanessa wanted to know, "What kind of training?"

"Of course it's training to compete with others. How could someone like him only have you as a girl?"

Upon hearing this, the girl's smile vanished instantly. She wasn't naive; although her emotional mind told her not to think foolishly, her rational understanding had many doubts.

Eve patted her on the shoulder, feeling relieved.

"Don't worry too much. Don't forget yourself. Your dad is the president of the United States. If he dares to deceive you, have your dad teach him a lesson and give him a painful experience. Let's see if he dares to do it again."

Vanessa stammered, "That's not good!"

"You've only loved a few times! You've got nothing."

Eve couldn't help but shudder, and like an elder, she earnestly advised...

"Listen, newbie, love boils down to three things: first, feelings; second, and third, life."

"If you can't grasp any of these three things, it means you are completely passive in this relationship and could be dumped by the other person at any time."

"To make a relationship last, you must at least focus on one thing."

Eva counted on her fingers one by one and said, "Not to mention in every aspect, although you have a good figure, you're still a bit lacking compared to a supermodel. With its price tag, finding a supermodel girlfriend wouldn't be difficult for it."

Vanessa frowned, about to speak, when Eva stopped her, saying...

"listen to me"

"Feelings take time to cultivate. You've only known each other for a day, you don't even know each other's interests, so what kind of feelings are you talking about? It's just a routine life, not a relationship."

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If you really want to be with him, you need to take control of your own life before considering anything else. If you can't even manage your own life, then prepare to be dumped; I've seen it too many times. To you, he's the prince you've been waiting for, but to a playboy like him, you're nothing more than a slightly exciting fling. Believe it or not, he'll forget about you completely in a few days.

Vanessa was overwhelmed with mixed feelings upon hearing this. She was inwardly skeptical, but reason told her that it might be true.

"Is what you said true?"

"Of course it's true, why would I lie to you? In short, you can't just wait passively, you have to take the initiative."

... ..... ....

But what should I do?

"You need to think about it carefully. Of course you should rely on your father. Don't forget, he's the President of the United States, one of the most powerful people in the world. What if he knew that his daughter was being abused by a despicable..."