Chapter 2231

When the meal was over, the criminal Prince of Gotham stood up and moved his waist. His red skirt was swung from side to side.

"Lai Lai, I told you, the key is the story. When the story is too big, the death knell will take advantage of it." The clown touched his smiling head and looked like he was rubbing a cat. In fact, he was wiping her hands with her hair: "on the contrary, as long as there is no interest in our story, he is not willing to participate in our games. Is it not good to go to the circus and watch the monkeys drill through the fire ring?"

Luther also stood up, wearing a wig to make his scalp itch, but at this time, listening to the clown's words, he felt that the sky was cool.

The Joker is right. Now all the people who destroy the Legion are alive, and even grud has returned to his own country. The death knell has just blackmailed his three gorillas, which is not even a price.

If you only compete with Superman and limit the situation to a certain extent, the death knell may not be worthy of such a degree of conflict.

Mercenaries have always been a profession that benefits from conflict, but they are not professional soldiers. They choose tasks they like.

It's like the game between the clown and Batman. If you don't think about it, the stories are all confined to Gotham, which is obviously unprofitable.

"Well, you are very useful to us." Luther is very satisfied. Last time he recruited the clown to join the army of destruction, he just took a fancy to his intelligence: "if you want to find a chemistry laboratory, I'll ask Jesse to arrange it for you."

"Ha ha ha... That's not urgent. We have to find a good director and get some blood from him." The clown's neck shrunk back to his shoulder and rubbed his hands with a smile: "I have reliable information that crazy Gordon was caught by bats and not locked up in Arkham. Then he must be in the justice hall. This is the purpose of our coming here to talk to acquaintances."

"If there is no accident, it should be in the dungeon." After all, Luther is still a smart man, he did not ask the source of the clown, but confirmed the conjecture of his teammates.

"Well, Gordon," he said Speaking of this, the clown still has some feelings: "you say that the director is so determined, how can you say that he is crazy? Is the virus of wild laughter so easy to suck? Is it more fragrant than my laughing gas? "

"Only the dead know. Maybe you should ask those who inhaled your poison and suffocated in laughter."

Luther stood up and went to the counter. He shielded all the monitoring equipment in the restaurant with his portable electronic equipment, and repeated the ordinary dining video to all signal output channels. That's why they can have a peaceful conversation here.

Although the clown assured Batman that he would not be bugging here, Luther is now like a frightened bird, and he is very careful everywhere.

The clown yawned, palmed at his mouth and was afraid to clap. Then he put his arm around the smiling shoulder and came over: "we just need to find a secret passage for the bat to go to his warm nest. Hee hee, as for how to find it, it depends on you, a technological genius."

"Through the self-service equipment for ordering meals, you can enter the monitoring system, and then find the host brother eye of the real justice hall from the monitoring. However, decryption must take a lot of time." Luther pulled out a big baby from under her skirt, a portable optical projection terminal.

He connected to the shared WiFi and immediately began to look for the back door of the program to crack it.

It has to be said that the level of his program can be known by the amount of his hair. The ranking of the top programmers is determined by the shadow area on the top of his head.

Luther is bald, bald and shiny, so he's super strong.

The clown grabbed Luther's shoulder like a sloth, put his pale face to Luther's ear, and whispered:

"try the password, Martha, ha ha ha...

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" don't take a warship, it's not a crackle transmission, just run through the blood layer on two legs. " Su Ming, floating on a cosmic ruin, gave Barry a thumbs up: "Ferrari, BMW, can't compare with you."

Barry couldn't tell whether it was praising him or what. Why should we compare him with cars? Even ordinary lightning vehicles run faster than them?

So he just turned his eyes and turned away from the topic: "this is the earth you are looking for. 15, there is only a little bit left in it. Can you believe it? There used to be an earth in it, with a galaxy, almost infinite possibilities. "

Today's earth 15 single universe looks like a black velvet curtain, sprinkled with about as many sesame seeds as a pancake.

These sesame seeds are the remains of the universe, and black is the background color of the multiverse, and then down there is the red sky blood.

There is no light, no direction, or even a plane in the shattered single universe. Everything here is dead. There are only gravel belts of different sizes and shapes, which are distributed in a space about the size of a football field.

"Well, earth 15, Utopia forever." Su Ming removed his mask. It seems that this is space, but there is air to breathe: "this is what I am looking for."Lightning man, with his hands on his hips, walked around the knell and looked around.

He didn't think there was anything to attract the death knell to make a special trip.

"So what are you looking for here? As you can see, there's only the stuff that's been chewed and destroyed Xiaoshan picked up the chocolate from the funeral bell and ate it happily: "the next disposal here should go to the forge of the world, no, should we ask babatos to recycle it?"

Barry's face wrinkled, and he hated babatos, and the rest of the story began with it.

But the goods are the scavengers of the multiverse. They are responsible for dragging the broken world back to the melting pot of the universe and giving it to the world forgers for recasting. It's really not good without it.

Now this situation is because it is chained at home, the earth 15 has no one to collect the body.

Su Ming takes out the God killer with a smile and turns it into an electric horn and puts it on his mouth: "audition, audition, Wowotou, one yuan, four, haha!"

The sound is loud enough, at least in this limited range.

He took the trumpet away a little bit and said to Barry, "there's always someone here, but it's just a signal. That person can help us in the fight against the laughing bats, and the upside down people can't affect him."

Lightning man already knows who the bell is talking about, but will that guy really cooperate...

no matter what Xiao Shan thinks, Su Ming has put the plan into action. He takes a deep breath and takes up the loudspeaker and sings: "iron door, iron window, iron chain, holding the iron window to look outside, how beautiful life is outside, when will he return to my home ... "

" tears at the iron window "is a world-famous song. Before the death bell sang the next sentence, a red and blue light rushed to him. The young man with long hair and shawl was full of pain and drank in a low voice during the flight:

" stop singing! Are you trying to satirize me? "

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