DC Tyrant

Death Knell's heart sank, but his expression was a cold sneer: "Would God be afraid of nuclear bombs? Would he be afraid of being discovered by the US military as aliens?"

Badi laughed: "Afraid?"

"You can think so."

Badi didn't explain too much. What he was going to do, and even the enemies he was going to deal with in the future, were so terrifying that they could blow up the earth at will, and some could even destroy the river system.

Humans, gods, and demons are powerful and unparalleled, enough to frighten the people of the earth to the core of their hearts and souls.

At this moment, no matter how careful you are.

Being cautious now is just to lurk and make the future self stronger enough to face any opponent.

Now that he knows that his alien identity can be hidden, even if he hides it for a few years, it is enough for Bardi to develop a majestic trend and make himself powerful enough to destroy Intercontinental.

Before, he jumped upright in Gotham and Metropolis, just to draw them out, test their tolerance for himself, and see if they would wipe out the millions of people in the city with a nuclear bomb because of their strength, also destroy yourself.

Obviously this is too careful, but for Badi, any kind of caution will not be too much.

Because he came out of Krypton from a high-tech civilization, that kind of highly stringent rule, no matter how careful you are.

Now it turns out that they didn't pay attention to themselves at all.

General Vic hid himself.

It would be foolish not to seize such an opportunity to develop yourself.

"I have planned a path for your future, and you may accompany me to battle the universe in the future."

Badi said, his stature is majestic, and he is just stepping on the top of the mountain, stepping on the sky, the starry sky and the universe.

"There's not much time, let me go, I'll intercept the film and keep your alien identity secret. Otherwise, once the upper echelons of the U.S. military know your identity, you won't have a moment of peace, how can you talk about fighting the universe."

Death Knell was disdainful, believing that he was outspoken, even if he had this kind of power, he wouldn't have a chance to say anything to conquer the universe.

Because he can only hide in the human world now.

Bardi was not displeased, but laughed instead.

"You don't know anything about my abilities. Instead, from your few words, it is enough to infer who will own the film."

Buddy's right thumb never stopped rubbing against the palm of his left hand, which would increase his concentration, which is his subconscious way of thinking and behavior with his head.

Death Knell closed his eyes and did not communicate with Badi.

He knew that Bardi was very intelligent, and he was afraid that in just a few words, Bardi could guess the location of the film.

But he didn't know, he had said enough.

"This film, at 21 o'clock, will be received. Unlike General Vic, he will definitely be handed over directly to the US military."

Badi's eyes are like black holes, and there is extraordinary wisdom in the depths. His wise eyes stared at the death knell and said what the death knell once said.

Death Knell still closed his eyes, disapproving, this was indeed what he said, his actions before he came to kill Badi, he wanted to threaten Badi with this, but Badi still seemed to be thinking, he closed his eyes without answering, wait.

But I felt my body was cold, and I was paralyzed on the chair as if I had no clothes on.

Bardi stared at the death knell, and his binocular perspective never stopped. The blood vessels and brain nerve currents were clearly visible in his eyes, and they could not be hidden from his eyes.

Death Knell's entire person now, in Badi's eyes, is a transparent outline of a human shape, and he can see clearly the human shape composed of various veins and nerves.

"He is different from General Vic, different from General Vic, do you mean that his character is different from that of General Vic? Why was he handed over to the upper echelons of the US military, he is a person who loves the United States, so you are sure of him It will be handed over to the U.S. military."

When Badi spoke, his eyes saw that the nerve current of the death knell flowed a little faster.

Although his heart still controls the heartbeat steadily, Badi has already seen the most real reaction through perspective; Deathstroke can control the heartbeat, but absolutely cannot control the neural reaction in his mind.

Hearing familiar words and reacting accordingly is so normal that no one can control it.

It is impossible for anyone to lie in front of Badi.

"Patriot! It's different from General Vic, but in personality, but the one who can let you hand over the film to him, and the one that can attract the attention of the upper echelons of the US military, must also have the same identity as General Vic, at least the difference is not would be too big."

When Bardi spoke, he found the death knell with his eyes closed, and the nerve currents flowed faster.

The corner of Badi's mouth curled into an arc smile, which was enough to prove that his speculation was correct.

"The person who received the film was also a general, patriotic, and within the metropolis."

The death knell didn't move on the surface, and even the heartbeat and pulse were still suppressed as usual, and he didn't dare to think of Badi's words in his brain at all, for fear of having a physical reflex. But in Badi's eyes, the nerve current was already flowing, confirming this fact.

Bardi is careful to see the slightest, his brain is more powerful than today's computers, and he immediately figured out the flaws revealed by the death knell's speech, and figured out who would receive the film. Hundreds of confirmations.

He turned away from the death knell in front of him, walked to the landline phone hanging on the wall, and dialed a number directly.

In the background of the receiver, there was a faint sound of drum music, rock, and female screams and the sound of kicking the ground. It was obvious that there was a party on the other side of the phone, and they were having a good time.

It is conceivable that the person answering the phone is hiding in the corner in order to listen to the call, so as to avoid being too noisy and causing Badi's displeasure.

"BOSS, I'm trying to sell Siddhoven to the upper management. They expressed their willingness to try it. The specific effect depends on the decision to cooperate. I'm not using public funds to eat, drink, and have a party!"

This nervous voice was Noy, the original owner of Badi Buy Bio.

Noy would never be someone who manages the company and conducts research, but he has a certain understanding of diplomacy, high-level rich people, nobles, and even the entire metropolis.

Badi knew people well, so he hired a diplomat from the Cosmic Biotechnology Company, and allocated some money to him, Siddoven, who specialized in developing high-level figures, and also facilitated his company's entry into the upper-level of the Metropolis.

When it comes to people who know Metropolis, this Noy is clear.

Bardi hasn't spoken yet, and Noy is about to show his exploits.

"BOSS, I heard news that the 'family' group of guys knew that you came from a suicide slum and wanted you to have a hard time. They said they would make you kowtow to confess your guilt and apologize to them. If you don't come, the whole 'family' will make efforts to the company. , let us be beggars in the metropolis where everyone stomps and spit, and finally breaks our legs and throws them into the Atlantic."

Noy's fat belly was startled, thinking that his own boss had affected his 200-pound body, and he was quite frightened.

He has spent a lot of time in the upper ranks of the Metropolis. Although it is now over, he knows a lot of news; the 'family' is even more clear, because he was a member more than ten years ago, but he later lost his family property. He fell and was expelled from the family.

Bardi was indifferent and didn't take it to heart. Compared with the US military, these capitalists and commercial snipers are not worth mentioning.

"Noy, don't worry, they can't move us. I recently researched a new drug, and I intend to contact the military. If there are military personnel in the metropolis, they will become the company's backing." Badi was indifferent. Saying that, he made a flawless lie.

Noy was overjoyed. It turned out that the BOSS had the backing of the military. No wonder he recklessly leveled the suicide slum.

"I know the Drayton family, the Marion family, and the Grote family. Boss, I'm familiar with some of the second-generations they often come out to play with." Noy said diligently.

"Well." Badi responded and asked again, "Is this all the military families in Metropolis?"

Noy added: "That's not true. There is also a Ryan family. The Ryan family has strict family rules and doesn't bother to come out to play with our second generation. In recent years, there has been a lieutenant general in the family, who is qualified to go up in the position of an upper general. , I can't get in touch with this."

Bardi raised his eyebrows.

Lane family!

He does know that there is a future famous guy who is very opinionated about Superman.

"The Lane family, what's the name of that lieutenant general?" Badi said.

"Sam Lane." Noy said, "I heard that this guy is not easy to deal with, BOSS. He looks like a stubborn old man at a young age. It is difficult to get along with him."

Hearing Sam Lane's name, Deathstroke's heart sank into an ice cave, his whole body felt heavy, and his closed eyes jumped involuntarily.

"Oh, then he must be very patriotic!" Bardi asked with a smile and a little joking.

Noy rolled his eyes over there, and said, "Among so many military families in the Metropolis, his family with many rules is the most loyal to the United States. Some people call their family the United States. Loyal dog."

Bardi smiled: "This is really not good, continue to develop the company's business, how much you spend, come back to me for reimbursement."

Noy was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed his head and said that the BOSS was wise and martial.

hang up the phone.

Badi turned around and withdrew the perspective. The death knell was in his eyes, and he looked like a person again.

"It turned out to be Sam Lane. He is indeed the one who will hand over my alien identity to the US military." Batit Dan smiled.

Some things are pulled out of the cocoon and pulled to the end, and you will find that this is actually very simple.

But if you are not smart enough, your heart is not careful enough, and your courage is not enough, you will never be able to do it.

At least Death Knell believed that it was absolutely impossible for him to do it. With one word of his own words and a phone call, he guessed the target.

He opened his eyes and took a deep look at Badi.

He... is indeed like a god!

"I lost." Death Knell closed one eye again, very tight, so tight that it was a little sour, and his heart was mourning.

A decadent breath came out of his mouth, and the whole person seemed to be relaxed and soft on the chair, without a trace of vitality.

He lost.

Lost so utterly.

There is no trace of bargaining chips, no trace of opportunity, and no trace of possibility for Badi to let him go.

"Don't worry, you won't die, you won't be researched by me, you will still have freedom, and even, you will still oppose me in the future."

Badi walked behind him, and a knife in his hand slashed the death knell of confusion.

...

The night is dark, the starry sky is like washing, bright and beautiful.

A villa with a blue and white exterior wall, a serious and spacious villa.

Half of the yellow paper bag was exposed in the letterbox.

Sam Lane entered through the door and took out the paper bag in the letterbox with a puzzled look on his face.

Who is going to deliver a paper bag on purpose at night?

He pondered for a while, opened the door of the villa, and greeted his daughter. He temporarily put the paper bag on the shoe cabinet, picked up his daughter, put his face close to her little face, and rubbed it.

The daughter giggled.