The Death Knell

"Did you kill him? Hmph, let him die happily."

Kicking the dust on the ground, Luthor was a little dissatisfied, because in the previous agreement between him and Deathstroke, Omega Universe also had his shares.

"Have you lost your anti-hero code of conduct? Why don't you cut him up and feed the symbiote the pieces?"

"A few months ago, I also wanted to cut you into pieces and feed you to be strangled, Lex."

Su Ming smiled and began to dissect the corpses on the ground. First, he cut off the heads of the survivors and fed them to pets, and then handed over the remains to Luthor to take them back to the Legion of Destruction for exhibition:

"But now you are still alive, all because I occasionally have a good mood, and I can think that the value of your life is greater. So stop complaining, and reconcile with yourself, haha!"

As he was talking, he couldn't help but play tricks again, especially when he saw the constipated expression on the bald head's face, it was even more funny.

Luther took the headless corpse and laughed:

"I know you won't kill me. After all, we are alike sometimes. We are the kind of people who do whatever they can to achieve their goals."

"Well, maybe."

Su Mingyun responded calmly, stood up straight, and digested the memories of the survivors.

Obviously, the ability of the Remnants created too many parallel worlds, so that the mind was in chaos, there were a lot of unreasonable conjectures and inferences, and countless materials about biological science.

How should I put it, a drugged-up biologist, that's how it should be in the mind, like a pot of stew.

But it's not without gains. Strangling has read the 'panacea' formula invented by the survivors before, and it can be handed over to the adjutant for mass production.

At the same time, the voice of 'blank' was also heard from the memory of the corpse.

Every time my lord is in a meeting, the void doesn't come up, but she's there, and everyone knows she's there.

She speaks English, with a standard London accent, and her voice sounds like a royal sister.

"It's the sand of time. Excessive inhalation will cause you to fall into 'eternal sleep'. To put it bluntly, it is a special way of death. The souls of the survivors will be trapped forever in the gap between the kingdom of dreams and the space of death."

Damian tilted his head to explain the cause of the target's death to Shazam. I don't know if he had enough in-depth contact with the latter's Sims. Rice seems to have a better attitude towards his little friend now.

Yes, after designing and killing Shazan's biological parents, adoptive parents, brothers and sisters, friends, classmates, school teachers, and neighbors in the community, even though he knew that those were fakes, Rice still felt somewhat sorry for the stupid guy.

Wanting to rescue Shazam is of course for his own good, but the means seem to be really extreme.

Therefore, although Damian is a small man of 1.4 meters, and Shazam is a strong man close to 2 meters after transformation, he still pats the latter's arm like a big brother, signaling to listen patiently.

"Wow, where did you get the information from?" Bobo jumped on the boy's shoulder, and he pulled Rice's face casually, making sure it wasn't some human skin mask: "I remember your bat family, for the gods and ghosts It's none of your business, but Batwoman, the red-haired tomboy."

"I really didn't know it before, but I can learn it." Damian looked at the death knell, his father was talking to Luthor, and the boy answered Bobo on his shoulder in a low voice with a deadpan expression: "What the man knows, he is interested in it." I will learn anything."

Ah, a boy wants to learn his father's skills, which is the most basic way of human inheritance, imitation.

It is a warm and positive thing for a child to learn how his father hunts, learn how his father builds a house, learn how his father bears the pressure of life, and finally form a family by himself.

But when the main body of this matter is Deathstroke and Robin, the orangutan only feels a chill...

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"Honey, it's really upscale here."

Sally happily held her husband's arm, and smiled as she walked on the red carpet in front of the hotel. This most upscale restaurant in the city is the first choice for romance that every woman would want to come to.

Exquisite but not overly luxurious crystal chandeliers, all kinds of tableware full of attractive luster, and gorgeous flowers everywhere, this place is like a dream.

Especially the most important thing is that the air is filled with the aroma of various foods, which is a warm, peaceful, and happy feeling.

"Baba! It smells so good! Baba! I'm hungry, I want to eat!"

The daughter shook her father's hand, as if she was in a hurry to eat. Being too young, she seemed to have no idea why everyone was queuing up in the cold wind outside the door.

"Kyle? My daughter is calling you. Don't be distracted. You were absent-minded along the way. Today is our wedding anniversary. If you still want to experiment, why don't we go home and save money for this meal. "

The wife pinched the man's arm. The worn-out jacket was not very thick, so the tingling pain of the nails touching the skin instantly brought the man back to his senses.

"Ah, sorry, honey."

He took a deep breath, rubbed his arm, and apologized with an embarrassing smile:

"Maybe I haven't had enough sleep in the past two days, so I'm a little distracted, but you don't have to worry about money. I just called my principal. He booked a table for me in this restaurant and paid for the meal. Said to reward my contribution to the school."

"Really? That's good."

The wife was obviously relieved, she was really afraid that the money on the two of them would not be able to pay for the expenses here, because this restaurant is well-known, and it is also notoriously expensive, she smiled and leaned her head on her husband's shoulder superior:

"Principal Wilson is such a good man, Kyle, it's great to be able to teach at Chung Si University."

"Yeah, he's still so young, not even as old as some of my graduate students, but he's already a great sociologist, and he's proposed a relationship between physical exercise and the realm of the human spirit."

Kyle nodded with a smile, apparently also full of gratitude to Mr. Principal. After donating the prescription to the society free of charge, he has been living a very hard life, all thanks to the principal to take care of him.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to his wife, "Look over there, he's here too."

It turned out that a one-eyed young man stuck his head out from the door of the store, greeted the family with a smile, and pointed to the seat by the window where you can enjoy the autumn scenery of the street:

"Come on, Kyle, and see if you are satisfied with the seat I reserved for you? By the way, I even ordered a bottle of wine for you and your wife on my own initiative. The 1995 Baimeng dry red, I hope you have a good time A happy night."

"Thank you! Mr. Principal, I really don't know how to thank you. Being able to book a seat here has solved my urgent need." Kyle was very touched and hugged the principal, his hands shaking a little with excitement.

"You're welcome, just look at the customers in the shop. Your invention has changed everyone's life. If you help everyone, everyone will help you." The principal, Mr. Wilson, let go of him with a smile and put his arms around him. neck so that he can see the people around him.

At this time, the customers obviously recognized Dr. Mosa and the hero who helped mankind overcome the disease. No matter how high-end and decently dressed the person was, they all stood up and applauded, and everyone was smiling.

This made Kyle feel happy. He hugged his wife and daughter and waved to everyone:

"Thank you, thank you too, it is you who make my life worthwhile."

"Okay, everyone, don't be too polite, everyone must come here because they want to give their loved ones a good night, except for me."

The applause lasted for about three minutes, so that the young Mr. Principal had to take out a goblet, knocked on it with a table knife, and interrupted the warm applause with a wisecrack:

"The same goes for our Dr. Mosa~www.NovelMTL.com~ So ladies and gentlemen, please go back to your seats and leave time for this noble couple and their children."

Obviously, everyone thought what Mr. Principal said was reasonable, so they gradually dispersed after another round of greetings and blessings.

The band is already in place, and the manager of the restaurant is preparing to deliver the dishes himself. At this time, the principal is about to leave. Regardless of the Kyle family's persuasion, he winked his one-eyed playfully before leaving:

"By the way, Kyle, I can't eat this meal for nothing. Last time you said that the medicine that greatly prolongs human life should be quickly researched and given to me. I will organize other experts to conduct demonstrations. You Prepare your papers, too.”

"Understood! Don't worry, principal, I will do my best for everyone's happiness."

Kyle patted his chest with a smile, his frail chest made an empty sound, and he agreed.

The headmaster nodded in satisfaction, he turned and left, pushed open the door of the restaurant, turned his head and waved his hands:

"Very well, then see Kyle tomorrow, good night."