The end game [Zhongyingmei]

"I have an ominous feeling."

Before entering the cargo hold, Mephisto thought about it, and still vaccinated the two people next to him.

The red hood squatting on her left side turned her head and glanced at her wordlessly. Mephistopheles made a bold guess, which should mean "where else can I go."

With the help of a few scattered containers, Jason pointed to the man at the end of the path in front of them, signaling Mephisto to get rid of him as soon as possible.

----30 seconds.

He gestured and pointed to the rest of the patrol who were coming on the other side soon.

Without too much explanation, Mephisto naturally understood what he meant.

When the man turned around and was about to patrol the area under his head, the ribbon of desire silently ran behind the man, bound the hands and feet of the unlucky ghost tightly, prohibited him from making any struggle, handed over his gun, and covered it tightly by the way. Good his muzzle.

Dick rushed forward with a stride, and quickly mended a hand knife. The man in the bloody cocoon immediately fell limply to the ground, becoming the first frozen salted fish in the port.

Looking around, Mephisto stuffed him into a blind spot, just behind the metal stairs.

The whole process was operated by Red Ribbon, and she made almost no noise, but the patrolman still took another look at the next door where the man fell.

"........."

Sisley, who was clad in rose skin, shivered rather coldly.

The sun shines through the dark cumulus clouds, enough for Mephisto to see the man's face under the brim of the hat. His facial muscles look extremely dull for some reason, and only the white clouded eyes are obvious, like the dirty compound eyes of insects.

Before the patrolman approached again and caused more trouble, Jason made a few gestures, and the three of Mephisto rushed into the freighter.

As soon as he stepped on the deck, Mephisto gasped silently, ready to run away at any time.

"...Damn, what the hell."

Jason frowned in disgust, and his fist hardened.

Mephisto remained silent, and the red ribbon suddenly jumped up, forming a floating red umbrella, allowing her to avoid the liquid falling from the container gap.

"...I don't want to see apple green again in my life." Dick smiled with difficulty.

"Say that word again and I'll kill you."

Jason, who finally suppressed the desire to retch, held the dagger, and the corner of his mouth twitched, gradually becoming malicious.

The scene on the deck is like a nightmare situation that anyone can hardly imagine out of thin air.

The patrol team seemed to stop moving forward here, leaving only countless containers piled up on the deck, like a huge and silent block city.

But inside the "city", there is an apple-green liquid seeping everywhere, slowly dripping from the seal of the container.Some of the boxes were half-opened and their contents were missing, leaving only a few scratch marks.

What is more terrifying than naked fear is this kind of fear that has countless possible interpretations.

Jason took out a tactical pen and pressed the tip of the pen into the pool of liquid on the deck. With a "sizzling", the tip of the pen began to melt and dripped down into his glove.

"This is the goods of the black giant?"

He looked at Dick in a puzzled way. The latter was proficiently pulling out a lockpicking tool and trying to open the container closest to him. "What did he get these things for, to burn through the earth?"

"No matter what he wants to do, he won't be rampant for long."

Dick replied, he stretched out his hand to pull the crumbling container door, apple-green acid burst out instantly, like a huge water bomb, he avoided most of it, there were still a few drops that were about to escape the protection and fell on him on the arm.

But a red ribbon blocked this unnecessary little injury for him.

"Thank you." Dick glanced at her after landing, and thanked her sincerely, "I'll treat you to dinner next time."

————I didn’t ask you to treat me last time either.

Accompanied by the corroding sound of "Chi Chi", Mephisto fell into a distraction.

The Cube City is as silent as death, but the voice of "danger" in her heart is getting stronger and stronger. Even though she had to get on the freighter in order to escort her eldest brother and second brother, this feeling of beast-like hairs blowing up did not stop .

"You're missing something," the feeling whispered to her, "something terrible, think about it, think about it."

Thinking... Mephisto stood where he was, silently reviewing everything that happened during this period.

——— "What did he get these things for?" The sentence Jason just asked hovered in her mind, becoming more and more urgent.

In the blink of an eye, Mephisto grasped the problem in this sentence.

If the whole thing was planned by the black tycoon, then his purpose should be to sell his potion. The goods on the freighter were wrong. It was a branch product of apple green acid, which confuses Mephistopheles' eyes and made him She didn't realize the incompleteness of this plan the first time.

Someone intervened willfully and messed up everything. The containers that were supposed to hold the goods are now filled with lethal amounts of acid, and there is no living person other than that.

And the pusher behind it has only one purpose.

————Whoever gets on this ship will die.

After reaching this conclusion, Mephisto reacted immediately without pausing.

When the red ribbon picked up Dick and Jason's waists, the first wave of explosions also hit without warning. She was running at high speed, but now she couldn't help but staggered, and her speed dropped a lot in an instant.

The cabin on the bottom floor was shaking, the explosion ignited more flames, thick smoke drifted towards the top of the deck, and the feeling of danger was getting closer and closer, almost screaming to shake off the warning towards Mephisto.

It's like working with Ken back then, but I can't tell if it will be worse than then or now.

In the firelight, Mephisto pushed Dick and Jason with all her strength and leaped; she plunged like a fish into the rioting waves.

The sea water poured back in an instant, and in the feeling of weightlessness, Mephisto "heard" the second explosion.

Even though she tried her best to protect her key parts, she escaped a certain distance, the explosion still made Mephisto's heart suffocate, and Venus burst out violently in front of her eyes.

She didn't even have to turn her head, she could clearly see the light spreading out from the water, which was beautiful and cruel.

The bright flames spread out under the water, like falling meteors one after another, causing a second wave of force impact at the same time, and the blood color quickly seeped into the sea.

The salty sea water washed the wound and soaked the nasal cavity, Mephisto swallowed the bloody smell in his mouth, and quietly hid the hand emitting the virtual blue light in the red ribbon package.

The sea water poured in, almost submerging her senses. After an unknown amount of time, Mephisto tried his best to push the two two hundred pounds unconscious in the red ribbon to the shore.

The whole hand turned into a phantom of blue energy. Mephisto grabbed it in vain, but he could only sink slowly. Everything became heavier and darker.

Until the thorns reached her like a faded bridge.

Being pierced by the spikes, Mephisto looked up, and what he saw was Yogel's worried expression with lowered brows.

The beautiful boy looked at her with imperceptible joy on his face.

"Did I come in time?"

He opened his palm to her as he asked, and Mephisto took a deep breath and squeezed the hand tightly.

"Just in time." She trembled and stood up from the water, "Thank you."

"Little Moon, you are my best friend, we don't need to thank each other, because you have already captured my sincerity."

Ugel gave a low laugh, stood on tiptoe, and stroked her wet hair kindly.

"If someone hurts you, I will definitely save you."

Mephisto lowered his head obediently, let him touch it, and unconsciously looked towards the void, and saw a strange scene.

The big blue Kryptonian in the red cloak was standing about ten meters away, with a serious expression on his face, but he didn't look at her directly.

————The Justice League has arrived.

Sisley in rose skin: ?

"he………"

Just as Mephisto was about to ask, a wool blanket from Yogel fell from the sky, interrupting her question.

"He can't see us."

Yogel touched her forehead worriedly, and it was not enough to find out a wool blanket for her, and even wanted to get another one, "My roses are enough for him to play in those environments, don't worry."

"No, I mean, what about Superman?"

Out of the fighting state, Mephisto gradually recovered and felt better. She thought of the most critical question and couldn't help asking Ugel, "Can thorns stop him for a lifetime?"

"No, that's fine."

Ugel took her wrist and took a step forward.

In a whirl, Mephisto blinked, and the next second, she was blinked by the bright light, and Gabriel on the sofa looked at each other.

She was standing in the hotel living room, dripping wet, face to face with the Archangel in a soft and dry state, the contrast was quite obvious.

"This is you... are you here again?"

Opening his eyes a little bit, Mephisto turned around and asked Ugel.

"Yes." Yogel smiled again, very gentle and amiable, like a snow fox with pure white fur.

"Escape is shameful but useful."

He said briskly.

"He escaped."

After recovering from the illusion, Superman held a two hundred pounds in one hand and slowly landed from mid-air. The first sentence was this.

"he?"

Batman asked, staring at the birds, pale and wet, limp from their own soaking.

Both Dick and Jason were fine. They were just knocked out by the energy wave like salted fish, and they choked on a few sips of water. Their lives were not in danger.

Now, the two young men are lying on the hospital bed, one on the left and the other on the right, unconscious and very quiet.

"He looked young, not grown-up, with lavender hair and brown skin," Clarke recalled as best he could. "Had a pretty face."

"I know him."

Iron Man suddenly spoke, his voice was very deep, as if he was suppressing something.

Beauty and enemies are always unforgettable, let alone such a memorable beauty, or such a mysterious enemy.

"Is he a metahuman operating in New York?"

After making sure his two sons were safe and sound, Batman came over and asked bluntly.

Faced with this question, it is rare for Iron Man not to speak stingingly, but to answer vaguely.

"No, I don't know him well."

Tony said, "I just know that he took our... very important people, but I don't think the Avengers thing has anything to do with you."

"If you still want to find out what happened as soon as possible," Batman said coldly, "then we need to talk. You know this is not a personal matter, right?"

Iron Man began to pretend he couldn't hear, staring straight at the calm sea, refusing to say a word.

He could have spoken hastily and perfunctorily, but his mood suddenly became gloomy, as if he was sinking into the bottomless ocean with that mysterious figure.

The poor girl with blond hair and gray eyes, who is as graceful as a lily when she smiles, and as straight as a puppet when she is not smiling, Tony Stark has not forgotten, and neither can Iron Man.

The word Eve rolled across Tony's tongue, and he swallowed it back silently.