Chapter 3455

Su Ming turned his head and looked behind him. For the time being, he could not see more clone enemies coming. The structure of the underground facility was like a lollipop. He regarded the channel as a thin stick, and the candy was the huge ball in front of him.

Compared with Dr. crazy's complex maze, desad's trap design is not rough, but if he wants to close him with a backhand, Su Ming can only go into the box as bait by himself.

"Don't talk about the urn. Tell me. Do you have any ideas about this new fire pit?"

After having fun with Bobo, the man became serious.

"You ask an orangutan what he can do to the sun? Give me the previous red and blue uniform, and I'll find a pen to draw an s on my chest, and then you ask me to try again?"

Little Fuchsia can't see what he thinks. The light of the artificial sun is really dazzling, so it's not for orangutans.

"Alas, what's the use of bringing you here? The chain will fall off at the critical moment." Su Ming looked at him with disgusting eyes, pulled him with his palm, pushed him into his cloak and wrapped it up: "it's sad to have to rely on himself at the critical moment."

The orangutan wrapped in a cloak like a mummy took a deep breath: "don't mess around. If the earth of this era is destroyed, the future Earth will be erased by the law of causality. Don't ignore so many human lives."

However, the death knell seemed not to hear what he said, but floated in the face of a huge light ball. The light wheel flow of ten colors on his body lit up, and the light rings of his hands appeared like tattoos one by one.

Then there was a colorful glow burning on his body. It was a thing called cosmic energy, which was not over. When he took out the night sword and combined the vibration of X Metal with the God killer

Heaven and earth changed color. Originally a bright underground space, it suddenly became a dark cosmic background. The new light shone on the orangutan's face like moonlight. The beast looked blankly at the black sun rising from the horizon.

The cold chill pierced his fur like a sword, and he couldn't help but want to worship.

"Stop! Knell, let's talk!"

Just when Bobo thought the death knell was going to perform the giant sword cutting watermelon, a loud drink came from behind them.

Su Ming's mouth moved slightly, which was soon covered up by him, but turned around expressionless.

Desad appeared and stood there, obviously with a bad face.

This is literally not good-looking, because his face is blue at this time, just like what he saw in the memory of cloning Superman's brain before.

"What qualifications does a clone have to talk to me?" Su Ming gently threw a sword at each other across the air. The space smashed crack was like an ice crystal storm, sweeping the blue faced desad: "ask daxid to come in person, and he and I can barely equal their status."

However, compared with the cloning of Superman, desad obviously worked harder to clone himself.

At this time, the guy took out a double headed machete with a long handle and blocked it left and right in the turbulent flow of space. Finally, he survived after losing one hand and half an ear.

"Calm down, death knell. I'm just a talking clone. It's meaningless for you to kill me. I don't want to die with you. There's still room for relaxation."

The clone was half kneeling, wheezing and wearing coarse clothes. The pain made a lot of sweat flow from his blue forehead.

"Oh, die together? He thinks too much of himself and underestimates me. He has a good plan to cut off contact, block the transmission of time and space, and take a hostage of the earth... But he didn't expect to be locked up by my backhand at this time point?"

Su Ming received his energy and momentum and slowly fell to the ground, and the strange image between heaven and earth faded in an instant:

"How about I detonate the bomb now and let him see if I will be killed before he dies?"

He spoke with a mocking smile on his face, as if the light ball in front of him was just a toy, or he didn't care about anything at all.

"Don't you care about the humans who come with you?" The blue faced clone gritted his teeth and said that although he was a clone, he also wanted to live: "if you detonate the fire pit, all future humans on the earth will die."

After listening to his words, the one eyed man had time to reach out and touch the head of an orangutan, but his smile became bigger.

"Your matrix probably studied me for a long time, or studied the positive superheroes, but he forgot one thing. He didn't study the human group."

Su Ming touched the cigarette, slowly spit out a mouthful of smoke, and stood in place with his arms in his arms, forcing desad to come out. Naturally, the next thing is to chat and delay time:

"Human beings have a very interesting feature, that is, their emotions are limited by their horizons. When someone dies in front of them, people often feel a kind of sad sadness like the death of a rabbit, but if death occurs elsewhere, it is out of sight and out of mind. On the earth, countless people die for various reasons every second. Have you ever seen human beings grieve for invisible strangers?"

The word "similar" is very broad and seems very close to each other, but Su Ming won't feel sad when drinking juice in Hawaii because the old man in wakanda has to die.

If anyone dies and he has to be sad, is it enough to become a saint?

"So all your men are pieces that you can give up. Do you choose to survive?"

The clone's small eyes stared at the death knell's face, as if trying to find the change of expression on the human face.

But without any change, the death knell still smiled easily, and even the smoke ring was a perfect ring.

"My men are naturally willing to die for me, and they won't have any regrets. As for the other strangers, they should be regarded as sacrificing for the flow of time."

Men with cigarettes in one hand and weapons in the other calmly tell the truth:

"I can survive with orangutans. If I can calculate, if 7 billion people change a desad and you clones, my losses are still within the scope of bearing, and I even earn money. In addition, you are a cloned inferior product. Don't say anything like abandoned son to me, unless you want to laugh to death, abandoned son."

Su Ming has always had various conjectures about the blue faced desad seen in the clone Superman's memory, such as the visual "complementary color principle", other appositions in the parallel world, the performance controlled by the eclipse energy, and so on.

But now it's not that complicated.

Just like the emaciated clone Superman and the mentally retarded clone death knell, it's just a pile of inferior products made by Walter company who learned Luther's cloning technology but didn't learn home.

Dakside's most trusted Deputy originally had the same iron gray face as the dark tyrant, which made them look like a family. He was probably the proudest face of desad. He was a famous beautiful man in the aesthetics of tianqixing.

But now the cloned clones are all blue skin. Maybe he will send all his other clones to be killed by the death knell next?

Tired soldiers? Or do you really want to talk? But there is no possibility of mutual trust, so is he delaying time and trying to escape?

That's easy

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