Chapter 3389

So Su Ming in space saw Luther and Superman compete. They first had a language dispute, and then shot at the enemy at the same time like a game. Suddenly, Brutus's life was like a candle in the wind.

Although I don't know their mental journey, Su Ming can analyze it.

Luther's hand is towards the enemy's lower three ways. His deformable hands have become sharp claws. Maybe they are props specially used to cut chickens?

And Superman is swinging his fist and looking hot. All his moves are towards the Tauren's head. Maybe he's ready to give each other a good time?

It's up to them. Brutus should have no intelligence in his mind. The primitive aborigines in this monomer world are obviously not loved by the empty hand, because it can be judged from their appearance.

Evil minded dignitaries are basically characters that only appear in various stories or nightmares. For example, zubado's Octopus face is more or less stained with the edge of sea monsters.

The army of zombies previously encountered on Martha's earth is a frequent visitor in literary works. Those living dead who yearn for blood, flesh and brain will also bring fear.

But what about Brutus? Just an ordinary strong man with gray skin, just a little tall, with four horns on his head.

Eyebrows are still eyebrows, eyes are still human eyes, and even when angry, they look simple and honest. This is "not surprising", and there are no characteristics worthy of fear.

This kind of guy with no characteristics is destined to be the rank of miscellaneous soldier team leader.

In previous lives, there was a saying on the Internet that the empty hand was actually a collection of concepts of "DC comic abnormal fans". He came from "Superman seems to have become much stronger." Haley's voice came from the communicator, which sounded a little curious.

"The broken wall of origin is both a crisis and an opportunity. Superman in the past was nothing more than a bird in a cage, but now without a cage, Clark's potential has been liberated." Su Ming flew towards Mars, gently landed at the bottom of a crater and kicked the unconscious Tauren with his foot.

The horns on Brutus's head were all broken, and now he has become a bald head, but Superman doesn't seem to control his strength. The guy's skull is also broken. Now there is only a packet of blood in his skull, which is flowing out of the seven orifices.

It's like bean curd with chili oil.

Superman fell next to the death knell. The gold on his body had faded, and he was still in the same red and blue appearance. He was going to check the situation of the enemy. As a result, the death knell immediately grabbed his hand, shook hands and said happily on his face:

"Congratulations, Clark, you killed someone!"

Superman's smile suddenly froze. He took a deep breath and switched his eyes to perspective mode to help Tauren check his body.

The skull is completely crushed, the brain becomes mushy, the self-healing ability fails, and the whole body organ fails

Strictly speaking, he didn't die, but he became a complete vegetable. Life is better than death.

This is not what Clark wants. He just wants to catch the other party alive, but Lex has been making a stumbling block nearby during the battle. As soon as he is anxious, he will start heavy.

"Ah, well, I, I don't want to. He's not dead yet, is he?"

Superman is a little flustered. He hasn't killed anyone yet. Although some demons have killed, those guys look like flies and have a lot of mechanical devices inside their bodies. They are not human at all.

At this time, Luther also fell down. The paint on some parts of his armor was scraped off, but people were still very energetic. After taking out a portable small device and scanning Brutus, he also showed a smile the same as the death knell and patted Superman's shoulder:

"Congratulations, Clark, you've taken the first step in killing after all. This is a transcendence of your past."

"This man is hopeless. If he goes to the life support device immediately, he may still be able to live in the form of a vegetable, but if he is left here, he will die of organ failure in up to five minutes." Su Ming asked the strangler to lick the other party's brain. After confirming that there was no information, he expressed his attitude.

It doesn't matter whether this Brutus lives or dies. Let Superman do it by himself.

The bald man on one side didn't speak, but looked at Superman with a smile. He also wanted to know what kind of choice Clark would make.

What choice can Superman make? He is the man of the good man.

Clark stooped down, picked up the enemy with blood dripping from his seven orifices and crotch in the same posture as the princess, and looked firmly at his two teammates:

"I want to save him. Although he made a mistake, he didn't sin to death."

Sure enough, it's still a familiar Superman flavor. That's his style.

Luther and the death knell immediately began to applaud. They seemed to be moved by Superman's decision, but their smiles seemed to be insincere. There was only a sense of being narrow-minded and watching the play.

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