DC Tyrant

Chapter 83: Smart, chips.

When the death knell woke up in a daze, a shudder suddenly remembered that he should have been trampled on his chest by Bardi, and stepped down from the fourteenth floor.

The strengthening potion that Jenny made for him is also really good. Even if the sternum was broken, when he woke up, he still felt that the bones were numb and numb, and it was obvious that they did not stop healing for a moment.

Judging from this situation, it was only a few hours, and even this kind of substernal collapse was enough to heal without a trace of injury.

"Ok!"

He hummed from the tip of his nose, his eyelids suddenly opened, the pupils in his one eye contracted, and he suddenly woke up in the dazed white halo. Thinking of his failure this time with a serious injury, his eyes showed a heavy grimness.

He is now sitting on the chair, quite a bit of Ge You's paralyzed posture, his hands and feet are completely unconscious, he just feels that his body is feeling, but he can't move.

Paralyzed.

The hands and feet are dislocated, and the body feels paralyzed and unable to move, the nervous information system cannot communicate, and the body cannot be controlled.

His heart sank.

His eyes turned to Badi, who was at the window and was now walking towards him. Even in the fierce battle just now, there was no dirt or dirt in his white clothes, and his figure was still stout. With an indifferent elegance in it, he stares in all directions.

The steps are even more like a majestic mountain, which brings heavy suffocating pressure.

"Recovering well, Jenny really is a genius."

Buddy looked at the wound on Deathstroke's chest and said, nodded, and praised again.

To be able to understand from the characteristics of one's own cells absorbing the sun, to regulate human cells, to enhance cytoplasmic recharge, and to allow the entire gene to withstand maximum force, thereby strengthening the human body, is truly a genius approach.

Although after doing so, Deathstroke has only five years left in his life.

Death Knell's eyes were sharp, staring at Badi, with a cold snort in his nose: "Do you want to confirm her life and death from my mouth?"

Bardi laughed.

"I also know from your words that Jenny is giving birth now." Badi said, his face was indifferent and expressionless.

Death Knell suddenly burst into laughter, laughing inexplicably for a while: "Haha... Do you think everything is under your control?"

"When you see Jenny, let me wonder what your reaction will be."

Hearing the words of Death Knell, Badi frowned slightly.

"It looks like Jenny has done something stupid."

"Jenny, this woman is indeed a little stupid, she has already survived."

"Do you hate me..."

"You can become so powerful, does Jenny also make some potions to make her powerful?"

Death Knell closed his one eye, he had been subjected to the most professional torture, and he could control his own heartbeat and not lie.

But there is no subconscious response that can control the blood vessels, the hair follicles of the body, and the depths of the body.

Bardi's see-through eyes see through everything.

Deathstroke's body is 'speaking'.

He nodded: "So it turns out, what happened to this silly woman Jenny."

"You can become like this, she can only become stronger, is it with hatred for me?"

"Well, that's fine."

Buddy knew exactly what Deathstroke wanted to hide about Jenny.

To put it simply, he has learned from a few sentences.

Jenny hates him - Pharma - for being powerful - for being super powerful but not for long.

Life is short and this kind of thing is known from the death knell's body cell lifespan.

Death Knell's face was calm, knowing that Buddy had already guessed that Jenny's life was running out in just a few sentences.

Death Knell sneered: "What a pity? The woman you love, you are on the first floor of the underground research institute. You shot her in order to keep her alive, and let her survive from there."

"But the woman left behind now hates you, becomes like a monster, her temperament has changed drastically, she hates you like crazy, and wants to kill you."

"She doesn't understand and doesn't accept the life you gave her."

Bardi suddenly laughed.

"Sorry, you made a mistake."

"I've given her a chance to survive."

"She's just my slave. If she wants to attack me, there is only one way to go."

"How can a slave rebel against a master! Is it?"

Bardi's eyes were gentle and smiling.

It seems that these smart people think that they are very in love with Jenny.

But they never knew that Badi would love someone who loves himself. If he doesn't love himself, he would just die.

If you resist yourself, don't follow your own wishes, if you have an opinion or dare to attack yourself, you will just kill them.

Simple, plain egoism.

Death Knell was sitting on a chair, his heart sank into an ice cave, and the ice was completely cold.

He lost another chip, and one less chip that would allow him to survive under Badi.

Buddy might not care about Jenny as much as he thought.

"Then we should talk about your identity, an alien."

"Aliens who still haven't been identified by the upper echelons of America."

"Come and exchange, my life, and your identity."

Death Knell sinks his heart, his eyes are sharp.

Before he came to fight Badi, he made preparations.

Considered a clean win.

I also considered a fierce, Hollywood-like battle, and lost myself.

But he never thought about it. It was another crushing battle. With two moves, he was stepped on by Bardi, fell from the fourteenth floor, and was seriously injured in a coma.

But until he came, he was well prepared for failure, and he was prepared to threaten Badi's life.

"My identity, alien, very good, say it, I might think about it."

Badi smiled, but his eyes were cold, his right hand was holding his left hand again, his thumb was rubbing in the palm of his hand, and he began to think.

The identity of aliens is always incompatible with human society.

Once you know, it will set off a huge wave.

No matter what company they live in, the upper echelons of the United States will not allow Bardi to unscrupulously develop gangs here.

Now is not the era when heroes are born in large numbers. This era is in the midst of the Cold War with the Soviet Union, but it is even more dangerous.

He may be found and join either the Soviet Union or the United States, but he will be forever pegged and will not be free, he was sure and knew.

Because it's too scary.

There will be no TV series and movies that easily let go of an alien.

Even in TV series and movies, there are some conflicts in performance, and in the end, aliens are dissolved in society, but reality will not.

The reality is not a TV series. Once the entire U.S. military moves, something organized by Bardi here will vanish in an instant, and will be chased and captured indefinitely.

Even knowing that he will always bask in the sun to become strong, it is likely that the action nuclear bomb will wipe him directly.

After all, the sun becomes stronger, which is really terrifying.

"You have some quick way to get stronger, an invulnerable body, and your eyes emit high-heat rays."

Death Knell's sharp eyes were like eagles, staring at Bardi.

Suddenly he said, "Is it the sun?"

He spoke decisively and said it through gritted teeth.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to have more than ten times the strength in the military base so quickly.

The sun is his source of energy!

Even if it is ten times stronger than himself, facing the slash from 30 tons of power, plus the weapon forged from super alloy steel, even if it is ten times stronger, it is impossible to hold it with two fingers.

He has more power.

This kind of strength growth is completely unreasonable, and it made Death Knell instantly think of the underground research institute. After Badi was exposed to the sun, he almost stimulated his genes to become stronger and broke free from the radio frequency needle that paralyzed him.

He is also an extremely intelligent character, and the key point is to think of the reason why Bardi is strong.

From the Nevada to the metropolis, and across most of the United States, it is impossible for Bardi to create something, or to study something to make himself strong.

His rise, the formation of forces, indeed began in the metropolis.

He has no funds, no people, no instruments.

Only the sun makes him stronger.

This power is terrifying.

Death Knell laughed horribly: "So it is, if the entire upper-level military forces in the United States know that you are such a powerful, such a terrifying alien, I am afraid that even if you sacrifice the lives of 12 million people in the Metropolis, the city will Destroy you. You alien who came to invade Earth!"

Bardi's right thumb rubbed the palm of his left hand, looking down at the death knell indifferently.

"You are very smart."

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