The Death Knell

"MyLord has only six letters, but it turned out to be a gang of seven...why is it seven again?"

Without the death knell, Bobo has learned to ask questions first. He cracked his fingers to prevent himself from miscounting, while showing a black question mark-like expression.

He also noticed the number seven for the first time. Obviously, he was affected by the death knell and was a little allergic to this number.

"It's very simple. If you write down the phrase 'MyLord', you will see that there is a space between them, so the space also represents a power." Su Ming shrugged, he looked at everyone's faces, and took out from his pocket. Take out a few boxes of beer: "The alien's memory only contains the identities of the six parties, including him, and the person represented by the blank is very mysterious, at least the aliens don't know it."

The lighthouse is quite spacious, but the air smells of burnt lake, and many instruments and equipment are still smoking, which seems to be a fire hazard.

But let the strangulation deal with it, everyone just found a corner to tie the unconscious command staff. Since Kane is a martial arts master, it is safer to use Donna's noose to tie it temporarily.

Because the known six parties will be dug out next, the speed force may be used frequently, and Wally must be fed before that, so Su Ming has to call everyone a supper.

The preferred food on rainy days should be chocolate, but that can't be a staple food, so Su Ming provided beer and then called the home delivery service.

No matter you are in the end of the world or the cape, even in another dimension, as long as the phone is connected, Colonel Sanders can always deliver to your door.

As soon as the phone was put down, someone knocked on the door at the spiral staircase of the headquarters, because KFC's main factory is in Louisville, Kentucky, which is actually quite close to Bludhaven.

The strangling tentacle opened the door, and the old grandfather in a white suit walked in with a smile. He helped his wide-brimmed glasses, and magically took out four family buckets and a small-sized pizza from behind him.

"$102 and 75 cents, and it's raining in your city today, plus two dollars for delivery."

Don't ask Wally for money, people's life is a bit miserable, Su Ming pays directly with gold, and at the same time invites the colonel to sit down and chat for a while, and enjoy the song and dance show not far below.

Colonel Sanders did not refuse either. He quite liked to deal with Deathstroke, but instead of eating his own food, he leaned over to the curved window to look at Kane's army and said:

"I heard that they planned to attack Gotham from land, just tonight, but now it seems that you have successfully prevented another terrorist attack."

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"I am a kind-hearted person. I don't want to see the war engulfing innocent people. This is just a small matter. If it is convenient for you, Colonel, if you pass by Gotham in a while, send Kane to Arkham."

Death Knell, who started to eat chicken wings, waved his hand humbly, indicating that it was just a gesture of effort, and a pure warrior like Kane was not a challenge to himself.

Did they plan to attack Gotham by land? What the **** plan? It was okay to play landing battles and airborne in the past, but they were no match for lunatics at all.

"Yes, I'm always happy to do some public welfare activities." The colonel smiled. He walked to the corner and looked at the strong man bound by the golden noose. The bear-like man drooped his head and seemed to be still in a coma. : "Speaking of which, he and I are both colonels, barely colleagues, haha."

While talking and laughing, Kane, who was tied into spring rolls, suddenly jumped up, as if planning to take hostages to resist.

But he didn't know that Colonel Sanders had been fighting against another terrifying clown Lanlan Lu for so many years. If he didn't have two strokes, how would he dare to run around and promote his fried chicken?

"Snapped!"

The colonel swung his cane and gave Kane a blow. This time the strong man really fainted.

"It's alright, don't even look at it. Although they are both colonels, Uncle Sanders' fighting power is much stronger than Kane, especially in terms of speed. And when there are more fried chickens of his own brand, the uncle's fighting power will gain an index. This is one of the very high-priority rules of the universe, we just need to continue the meeting, Kane can't make waves."

Su Ming tapped the lid of the coke cup with a chicken bone, signaling everyone not to be distracted, and then he was going to talk about the enemy.

Before starting a war, everyone must remember this information, so that they can know themselves and their enemies, and they will be safe in a hundred battles.

Maybe it's because of his black skin. The orangutan likes to eat fried chicken, and his other favorite food may be watermelon. Anyway, he ate it very deliciously, and said with oily mouth:

"Then let's start with these aliens, how about? The pink aliens have a calm expression from beginning to end. They seem to be people who can communicate?"

"Actually the opposite is true, my hairy friend."

While shaking his head, Su Ming picked up a piece of roasted corn and fed it to the strangler, while he was showing off an ice cream:

"This alien race is called the Yoongar, which represents the Y in the initials of 'My Lord'. They are a very pure warrior civilization. Have you seen the Predator movie? It's almost like that. So we see this guy with no expression because expressions are not helpful in combat, and the expression function of their facial muscles has degenerated millions of years ago."

"Huh! It's really boring." The orangutan puffed up his face and blew out a breath like a puffer fish: "Fortunately, they don't have the invisible equipment and shoulder cannons of the Predator, otherwise it would be bad for ordinary people."

"No, they have, but as a warrior, when facing weak prey, which means us humans, people are too lazy to wear equipment out of a sense of honor."

Su Ming, who was holding a plastic spoon, looked at Bobo with a funny look, as if to imply the mouth of the orangutan crow, and explained slowly:

"Except for the super bomb they didn't use to kill themselves, you see in the movies what the Predator has, they have it, the equipment that the Predator doesn't, they also have it, it's a powerful race with highly advanced technology, from a race that has already A completely gone multiverse."

"Another multiverse invader? What the **** happened to our world..."

Donna thoughtful, UU reading www.uukanshu. com She was holding a rare shrimp burger in her hand, but she only took a bite, leaving a lovely tooth mark.

"It's just the attraction of darkness. In short, the Yongjia people had a very powerful civilization in the past and were the masters of a multiverse. Until one day, a scientific experiment of theirs wiped out their multiverse, leaving only the A fleet still exists."

Stuffing a can of beer into Shazam's hand, he motioned the boy to quickly taste the taste of adults and experience the feeling of illegal drinking by minors. At the same time, Su Ming told everyone the information he had obtained from the corpse.

"The experiment...disappeared your own multiverse...?"

The boy's mouth opened wide, not to drink, but to be surprised. Did he feel that he had come into contact with a too high level, why couldn't he understand it?

As a demon god, Solomon did not include technology in the wisdom he left to himself...