The Death Knell

When Popo and the cloak secretly returned from the sewer to the center of the wreck of the Walter Building, which had been turned into ruins, they saw that the death knell was playing a game of tossing with a few heads. Some of the headless corpses were fragmented and some were changed. It became sludge or ashes, and it was densely distributed around the place where the one-eyed man stood.

"Hey, don't let the orangutan do such **** things in the future. I really can't stand the stimulation." The orangutan said so, and handed the death knell to the head held in its fur paws: "Here, I have it on hand. This is the head of the locomotive."

It sounded a bit like a tongue twister joke, the head of the locomotive, but seeing this kid's stubborn face was full of surprise and pain, probably only Su Ming could laugh.

"You, tell me what should I say?" The death knell asked Strangling to take over all the heads, and he raised his hand to grab the cloak and put it back on his shoulders, took out a handful of infinite gems from his pocket and gave it to eat: "Kill the locomotive That's right, but why is it so bloody? Bobo is so kind, you can't see this."

This infinite gem? From the time management bureau, they have several warehouses of tens of thousands of square meters, which are filled with this kind of stuff.

They are indeed genuine products, containing various energies corresponding to colors, but they are not available at 40K on the earth. I don't know which parallel world they came from, which timeline, and which Kang collected them.

Anyway, the diversity of Marvel now only leaves the parallel world of Earth 40K and seven subordinates. These infinite gems have no foundation, which is equivalent to all scrapped.

It's better to give the cloak to eat and play.

The cloak caught this handful of gems, then wrapped it up and began to eat it in a tray, and it took a corner to write in the palm of the Supreme Master's hand.

Said that the locomotive was killed by himself.

"What do you mean I can't see this? That's the good thing your good cloak has done too much." The orangutan has become accustomed to the yin and yang of the death knell. He looked at the scene of strangling each tentacle with a Superman's head in his hand, turning his face slightly: "Obviously it has a way to kill this poor man, but it has to play with it. It really has any kind of pet for the owner."

Hearing the orangutan say this, the strangulated Crescent turned his eyes to him, and barked his teeth.

Because strictly speaking, the cloak is a conscious magical holy weapon, it belongs to the category of items and props, and is similar to the self-conscious godslayer.

Only by itself, the symbiote strangling, as a creature, can it be regarded as a pet.

This orangutan is so dark, he must have planned to blur the concept of pets first, and then secretly count himself in, so that he can get close to the host to compete for pets, right?

‘It’s useless, strangling me is the symbiote of the death knell, I’ve seen through it a long time ago! ’

In just a few moments, the famous detective strangulation had a plan. It decided when to buy the cloak, let it help catch a large group of female chimpanzees and send it to Bobo to the tavern, so that the dark monkey no longer thought about himself. Host...

"Huh? Did you play a game with this locomotive?" Su Ming is not surprised, because after following himself, Cloak rarely has the opportunity to act independently, let alone fight alone.

What's wrong with the rare opportunity to play games with the killer?

So he was more interested in what the good cloak played.

The cloak digested the gems, shook the collar and dropped some pale residue, and quickly wrote lines of text in the ashes of the Superman on the ground.

Because its speed is much faster than that of a locomotive, originally it only needed to cover the opponent's head and then break the opponent's neck.

But it felt that it didn't have the style of the Supreme Master, and it wasn't dark enough.

So it changed its gameplay, which was to wrap the orangutan in the red and blue spider uniform with a few more layers to make him look tall and strong.

In this way, the locomotive thought it was a clone of Superman chasing him, and running too fast couldn't look back, so the guy panicked.

It has been chasing after it, constantly putting pressure on its prey, making it run faster and faster, and flees in panic.

After playing enough, it surpassed the locomotive from the air and came to his only way. It placed the orangutan on the roof where no one saw it, and it became ultra-thin and transparent, traversing about the height of the locomotive's neck.

The next thing was logical. When the locomotive ran past, he didn't see the magic floating cloak that turned into a transparent sheet, so his neck was broken and his head flew out.

"Oh, not bad." Su Ming grabbed a handful of snack stones for it to eat, and touched its neckline with encouragement: "I have learned to use tricks. It is indeed my good cloak, but it is slightly flawed. , You should give him a little more hope, so that he always feels that he can run away, and then suddenly died suddenly. At that time, the expression on the dead man’s head was more artistic."

The cloak floated up and down, probably nodding, it was busy absorbing energy.

"Do you really want to teach your own cloak these?" The orangutan looked indifferent, he took off his Spider-Man mask, took out his pipe and took a few sips: "Sooner or later it will become the earth. The first cloak to get mentally ill."

"It's not as serious as you said. What's wrong with playing games?" Su Ming waved his hand and hugged the orangutan indifferently: "Its mission is complete, what about yours? Did you find the black robe picket? Strictly speaking, they have not completed the team yet, and should say the position of those members in the future."

"I found it out. Those people wear black clothes all year round. The adjutant gave me some approximate addresses. I will ask the neighbors of those people to find out. You will not kill them, right?"

The gorilla suddenly smiled when he said that, he touched his face a little narcissistically:

"Speaking of which, the ordinary people here are really nice. They like me. They also asked for my code name and asked me to sign."

"The original plan was to kill them and bring them back to feed Hallie's cats, but now I think about it, although they are antisocial lunatics who hate all superheroes, but after all, the darkness they have experienced in the past has distorted them. I don't need to treat them. So cruel, just simply kill them, not toss their bodies and souls."

Black robe pickets, neither good nor bad, but these people have one thing in common, that is, they oppose superheroes and kill superheroes if they have a chance to play.

This is an unstable factor. Su Ming is going to change this earth into a mutant paradise resort. Magneto and Professor X are certainly not afraid of those miscellaneous fish, but what about mutant children and the weak?

Don’t doubt, if the black robe pickets are given a chance, they will kill anyone with superpowers, regardless of men, women, or children. Even Su Ming and Batman, even slightly stronger ordinary people like Su Ming and Batman, will become Their goal.

Those people are anti-social lunatics, they don't need evidence, as long as they are found to be superpowers, then whoever is, does not accept rebuttal.

Although in the comic story, the picket finally reached a consensus with Starlight and Deep Sea, but that is the end of the story, not the end of reality. Who knows who they will kill after the comic story ends.

Su Ming doesn't do such troublesome ideological enlightenment work, and he doesn't want to treat lunatics.

The only way he treats people is to prescribe pills, nine millimeters or .45 pills, one at a time, and they are sent into the forehead and swallowed.

"You are really kind." The orangutan shook his head, no longer said anything, but simply changed the subject: "What are you waiting for here? The fire brigade and reporters outside are coming in, are you still going to leave? ?"

"Wait for someone, um, here it is."

Seeing that the familiar blue light sent Lorna and Annie, who had already put on makeup, Su Ming waved to them and motioned for the two women to come to him.