Chapter 3757

Diana stunned more than a dozen slave traders, patted them with a shield and knocked them with a sword handle, but she just endured without killing them.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the dead waiter and captain surprise to create chaos in the crowd, she released the captured human from the golden cage, but since she was still carrying a pair of white wings, the people in the cage were too scared to speak.

"Go! Get out of here!"

She made way of the exit of the cage and gave very concise instructions.

"But lady, where can we go? We don't even know where we are."

The captured slaves were all young handsome men and women. After all, those who were old and frail had been killed long ago and had no value to go back to captivity, while the young people were relatively brave.

Although I don't know why this black haired 'Angel' wants to release everyone, it is also true that people have no way to escape.

"Er... Adjutant, are you there?"

Diana hesitated for a moment, because she actually didn't know which way to show these people. After all, saving people was only a temporary intention. It wasn't said in the previous death knell plan, so she had to turn to the adjutant.

"Zedoary, you are carrying x metal. I can talk to you through the resonance of the connecting force, but I can't make a video call." The voice of the doll sounded in her ear, and the tone was still light, as if it were staying in the clouds.

"Can you pick up these people I saved?" Diana doesn't want to know the principle of long-distance communication, because it's not necessary at all. She just wants to save people: "I should have the authority to transfer some equipment in sepulk?"

"Of course, you have the same hostess authority as Haley. But sepulk has always been lenient in and strict out. These people will be isolated, anesthetized and brainwashed to ensure that they will not remember anything that happened. For them, they will only remember that they have been in New York all the time. You saved them, but they will never remember you. Are you sure you want to save people?"

The adjutant's voice was still not impatient, as if he didn't care about the lives of these prisoners at all.

"I'm sure I didn't save people to make others thank me. Hurry up." Diana turned and left the cage. After all, being a superhero in DC and not being blamed afterwards is good. She has long been used to it.

She's not a mercenary. Superheroes don't need anything in return, even if it's just spiritual comfort or a little honor.

That's why Batman always says he's not a superhero, because what he wants is to make others feel fear. Spreading fear among criminals brings him indescribable psychological satisfaction.

He has reaped benefits in various actions, that is, there are problems in motivation. Bats and clowns are only one and two sides of Gotham's darkness. Both madmen are patients, and there is no essential difference in the view of doctors.

Of course, these were not Diana's own thoughts, but what Haley said to her in the past.

The blue light behind her flashed, and all the human slaves in the cage disappeared. Xiao Dai, who turned his back to the light column, didn't notice. The angels who were knocked out by her were also taken away by the adjutant.

It may not be long before another bionic man with a new shape will pick up guests in cantracia.

"Squeak ~ ~ ~"

The dull sound of the electric saw cutting meat is accompanied by blood splashing. The waiter in a white dress is stepping on a dark elf who hasn't run away because of vomiting. In addition to hurting the other party's body, he also uses incessant nonsense to hurt the other party's spirit:

"How's it going? My mother, is the scenery under my skirt beautiful? Is this chainsaw sword thick and long? It must be great to be in your body? Well? Why don't you speak? Can't you speak English? Then you're not qualified as an alien. By the way, I cut off your trachea and spine, so you can't speak. It's all right."

With a swing of the chain saw's huge sword, the dark elf who was cut into two pieces finally died with a look of relief. The body was kicked away by Wade and rolled down in a pool of blood like garbage.

"It's easy to use, but I always feel that the deterrent is greater than the lethality. It's also easy to have broken bones stuck in the chain."

Shaking his hind legs like a wild dog after peeing, Wade looked around and found that all the dark elves who came to buy slaves had been killed by himself. So he held his chin with a big sword pestle and began the soliloquizing mode. First, he commented on the weapons thrown out by his cousin and didn't forget to boast about himself:

"In fact, for a pretty boy like me, if you want to kill the dark elves, just give me a tube of toothpaste. What to do? Just wipe out the word" dark "in front of their race name with toothpaste, ha ha!"

“.......” The non-existent audience may be interacting with the barrage.

"It's not a cold joke, but you should see the essence through the appearance. In the 40K universe, my cousin will not allow people darker than him to exist. Even if they don't invade the earth this time, they will be killed sooner or later."

The waiter pressed his nostrils hard, and a wet mark appeared on his mask. He burped comfortably, waved his hand and said no more:

"OK, the dark elves here are dead. We should find the next pile. It's a troublesome task."

The Golden Square was in chaos, full of blood and corpses and unconscious angels.

At the same time of the conflict, there were also angels who wanted to stop the behavior of the three "lunatics", but they were all knocked out by Carol. When it comes to the single combat power, few angels can compare with Captain Marvel.

After she knocked out dozens of people, others fled because there was no command for the time being.

Now the three meet and check that there are no dark elves left in the square, so they continue to fly away. They have to kill as many dark elves as possible before the angel's troops block the area, so as to expand the situation.

"It feels like a terrorist..." Diana sighed. Although she knew that special operations were often invisible moves, it was not fun to fight like this.

The dark elves and angels in the square were not armed. They were easily put down and had no sense of achievement.

"I think it's very good. Come and see my harvest, hehe..."

The waiter smiled and took out a handful of golden jewelry from his pocket, including rings, earrings, necklaces and bracelets, which he had just pulled from the unconscious angels.

Being good at cleaning the battlefield and collecting anything useful is the basic quality of mercenaries.

He smiled proudly, took a bite of the gold bracelet across the mask and wanted to see the purity of the gold. As a result, one of his teeth was knocked off. He lifted the mask and vomited blood:

"Bah, unlucky, it's covered with gold paint. It's made of stainless steel. Which psycho takes this jewelry to the street? Is it to keep it from floating when taking a bath? Shouldn't it be the weight of the diver?"

Listening to Wade's swearing, Diana and Carol looked at each other during the flight and couldn't help smiling.

Dead waiter is really disgusting, but this man is really funny.

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