The Supergirl trio had been training for a few months.
Luke had already registered a shell company, which had bought a small record company.
They could talk about the manager later, but Stephanie, the older sister of "Lion's Roar," was already ready to release a single.
This girl, who had Elementary Sound Wave abilities, was able to play with her voice under the guidance of Luke's teaching materials.
Singing skills weren't worth mentioning for her. The key was feelings, which was commonly known as "heart," which couldn't be achieved quickly.
But with face and singing skills, was heart a big deal? Obviously not.
Heart was an ability that top singers needed. Stephanie hadn't even released her first single yet, and she had to climb up the ranks of the second, third, fourth, and fifth rate singers. It wouldn't be too late to talk about heart in ten years.
They had to check on the three girls. If they passed, they would have two more "junior sisters."
Of course, Carol was already twenty-one years old, and should be considered the big sister of the other minors.
But with her height of 1.55 meters, her thin figure, and her weak personality, she probably wouldn't be the big sister.
These five girls would each be given a Thousand Face mask and a new identity, and they would be able to start a new life.
Although celebrities were eye-catching, ordinary fourth or fifth rate celebrities had the effect of "hiding in the shadows."
Besides, not everyone had the talent to be a celebrity. The others could just be staff.
If they were more famous, they could get a security team to isolate them from most prying eyes.
If they ran into trouble, they could get the security guards to deal with it. That was also the style of a qualified celebrity.
It was hard for the Sentinel Secret Service to pay attention to these small celebrities, and they would be stopped by the security guards if they came into direct contact.
Thus, although the girls were in the spotlight, they would be in the dark under the light.
Also, he would cut off their information channels and wouldn't let them know each other's background.
For example, the singer Stephanie might have a good relationship with her assistant Carol, and Stephanie, who had "Lion's Roar," also knew Carol, who had superpowers.
But the singer and the assistant wouldn't know that the other person had superpowers, and the two people with superpowers wouldn't know that the other person was actually their own singer (assistant).
In the future, even if something went wrong with one side of the 3 + 2 team, the intelligence on the other side wouldn't be exposed.
He could also develop the company into an entertainment company and make it a little bigger, with more staff and frequent turnover.
The people that the entertainment company interacted with were also very complicated, and it was very difficult to monitor. It was more suitable for these girls to hide.
He rubbed his chin and couldn't help but snicker. 'Now that I think about it, starting a company seems very fun.'
What was more convenient was that everything in this company could be solved with money.
Money was indeed the most convenient "ability" for him right now.
After thinking it over, Luke got to work.
He had already collected and confirmed the opinions of the three superpowered girls. Now, he wanted to create a Thousand Faces that belonged to them.
Carlo and Lorna would wait until they confirmed where they were going. Perhaps Lorna was tired of being white and wanted to change her skin color.
He had the urge to laugh when he thought about how Lorna would look after putting on the African skin.
…
The night of early February continued the good weather of the day. There were no clouds in the sky, and the crescent moon shone a faint moonlight.
As usual, Luke wasn't driving his assigned car. He was still driving a pickup that had nothing to do with him, and his face wasn't his real self either.
Tonight, he wasn't Luke, but a professional who had been entrusted to help a certain anonymous client deal with the identity of Carol and Lorna.
Luke was a rich man now, and he had to play like this when necessary. Otherwise, he wouldn't be rich.
After all, he had bragged in front of that rebellious girl, Lorna. If he didn't put on a convincing act, it wouldn't be easy to fool her.
Suddenly, there was a faint hum.
Luke switched to a function on his fake phone on the dashboard, and an alert came from his earpiece. "Two helicopters are flying over to the east."
His car was currently traveling from south to north at a ninety-degree angle from the two helicopters.
But he wasn't too bothered, even if the two helicopters were a little too quiet.
There were too many helicopters flying at low altitudes in America. It wasn't unusual for people to live in their manor in New Jersey and take a helicopter to work in New York.
He continued to move forward, but a string of Ford SUVs appeared behind him. They were all black, and the spacing between them was similar. It was obvious that they were a convoy.
The convoy of seven cars was moving very fast, and overtook Luke's pickup as they drove forward.
Narrowing his eyes, Luke operated his fake phone and pulled up the surveillance footage of Carol and Selina's temporary residence.
Before he drove Elena back at noon, he had set up surveillance cameras at every intersection and key locations, just in case.
Thinking that, he stretched out his hand out of habit … and nothing happened.
Stumped for a moment, he reached into his pocket with a bitter smile and took out a black mask and a pair of gloves.
His inventory was really too convenient. It had been a long time since he took out something that could disguise his appearance from his pocket.
Thankfully, he had been carrying it with him in case he needed it.
Although it wouldn't be a big deal if his face was seen, wearing a black mask was easier than putting on a real identity.
Putting on the mask with one hand and the gloves with the other, Luke stepped on the gas and sped up.
Very soon, he heard faint shouts in the wind.
They weren't cries for help, but simple orders and reports from a team battle.
Slamming on the brakes, Luke stopped the car under a tree on the side of the road.
After he got out, he raised his head and looked at the two helicopters hovering in the sky dozens of meters away. He narrowed his eyes. No markings. As expected, they were a bunch of scumbags!
Phil and Flegg, for example, were mostly disguised as FBI agents. This meant that although their mission was important, they still had communication with the FBI.
The two helicopters, on the other hand, didn't have any markings on them, not even their serial numbers. They were pure black, and clearly didn't intend to let anyone know who they were.
That wasn't to be underestimated.
The lack of markings meant that even if witnesses reported the incident, they wouldn't be able to say anything. Neither the police nor the FBI would be able to investigate.
Thinking that, Luke quickly headed for the area where the helicopters were hovering.
There was an old bungalow in the bushes in the woods where Carol and Lorna might be hiding.
Activating Elementary Stealth, Luke moved forward in the shadows of the bushes and soon reached the back of a person in a black combat uniform.
The person was lined up with a few of his companions, and they pressed in one direction like a comb to prevent their targets from escaping through the bushes.
When the person passed by the shadow of a small tree, a hand reached out from the side and grabbed his neck, took off his helmet, and lightly punched the back of his head.
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