The Death Knell

The new news of the "demolition" in the Walter company building seems to have spread, and the press conference at Su Ming's own side naturally can't go on.

But that’s okay. Anyway, it’s already in the questioning session. Now that the reporters are eager to come to the wreckage of Water to catch first-hand news, let them come.

As for the crowds of onlookers who are pleased to spend money, arrange for them to have lunch in the company, send some ballpoint pens or small plastic fans and so on, and let the hairy girls watch the arrangements.

After cutting off the broadcast video over there, Su Ming waited quietly for the next moves of these superhuman clones. The complete human cloning technology should have been acquired by Darkside, but he can't let him take it away without paying anything.

It is best to keep Dessard, and then the business of Daxeder is equivalent to losing.

Anyway, if Su Ming is asked to make a trade-off, such as using Monak's life in exchange for a human cloning technology? He absolutely does not do it, which is equivalent to the loss of his pants.

Exchange a powerful deputy for the technology of mass-produced miscellaneous soldiers, or is it someone like De Saad who can lead scientific research in internal affairs and diplomacy? The same is true.

If he could kill him, it would be equivalent to breaking a hand of Darkside.

The death knell stayed in place, waiting for the next development. He had long used the strangulation to interrupt his heartbeat. Neither the native or the cloned Superman could find him lurking on the side.

At this time, the sirens of fire trucks can be faintly heard. As a large enterprise in the city, it is naturally also a target of focus.

But apparently the 52-story building was completely out of help. At this time, only the broken structural steel frame, crumbling concrete pieces, and dusty holes were leaking everywhere.

Let alone ordinary firefighters, even if the genuine Superman encounters this situation, there is only the choice of mourning for the dead.

The sound of the alarm seemed to have awakened the super clones who were basking in the sun. They all looked at a dark shadow, and with a roar, a slightly thin figure wearing a black hooded cloak appeared.

He has a long pointed nose, a hideous face like a goblin, his iron-grey face is covered with cracked gullies, and his sharp triangular-shaped teeth are undoubtedly revealed when he opens his mouth:

"Trash, human beings are just trash! To die worthless, who did it and who undermined my plan?"

"Ah......"

The superhuman clones hadn't answered yet, and there was a chuckle that echoed between the ruins. The laughter was full of contempt, which was obviously a provocation for any new god.

Hearing the movement, Dessard immediately turned his face to the place where the sound was made, and then he saw the Saturn hunter, who had been the first to die by the fire, slowly climbed up from the ground.

The human-shaped coke made a crackling sound when it moved. The action was as ridiculous as a gingerbread man, like a dried dough being buckled from the table by an invisible big hand.

But when the scorched black shell shattered, revealing the black and yellow armor below, De Sade couldn't laugh at all.

"Some people don't cherish their lives, but after today, you won't, never again." Su Ming moved his neck, the lightsaber in his palm suddenly lit up, talking about the famous corpse after it became alive. Lines.

"Death knell! Why are you everywhere?!"

Dessard was obviously not happy to see this human being. The other party pretended to be someone else in feign death, lying on the floor all the time, presumably just waiting for himself.

And based on Darkside's order, if the death knell is calculated, then immediately retreat, first ensure your own safety, and other plans can be abandoned.

"Of course it is me. Your master wants Multiverse 1, and I want it too. Then we will inevitably conflict."

After the death knell took out the Great Sword of Night and combined it with the lightsaber, X Metal sent out terrifying energy fluctuations, and the space around him began to twist and deform:

"I actually miss the happy time playing mahjong with Daxide, but who told him to choose this path? I will slowly kill you new gods of the Apocalypse, and send them to death to accompany them forever and ever. She rubs the hemp..."

What is playing mahjong, De Saad did not understand, and never heard Darkside say.

However, in this atmosphere, hearing the death knell talk about death, you can probably think that rubbing mahjong must be a terrible thing.

"Block him!"

Dessard is worthy of being a wise man. He immediately turned around and fled without caring about his face, letting the crowd of cloned supermen present to cushion him, and disappeared in the blue light with the roar of the blast channel.

"Oh, I ran away." Su Ming waved his weapon at the rushing Shanzhai Chao, and the light cut a head with a smirk into the air without any hindrance: "As I expected, what's the reading?"

Far away in the hands of Sepulk’s adjutant fiddled with the previously seized parent box. A metal wire stretched out of her palm to sneak into this seemingly “big brother” device gap, and a dense stream of numbers flowed from her eyes. flow past.

"The coordinates of the sonic channel have been locked, and time flow fluctuations have been detected. The target has gone to the earth in ancient times. In addition, Mr. Luther sent a communication."

"Tell him that I already know that Red of All Living Beings is not wrong with him. The collective consciousness of that animal is the right time, and Luther is the right place. I have now got enough clues to prove that De Sade escaped. During the Cretaceous period of this earth, his cloning factory was at that independent point in time, together with the anti-Deptadella."

This is probably the mystery approach and the technology approach to the same goal. One goes straight to the cause and the other goes straight to the result.

But sure enough, it is hard enough to grab both hands at the same time.

In the silent communication, the lightsaber was transferred to one of the strangulated tentacles. It also learned the Jedi skills from the mushroom symbiote, and it was now used to block the hot sight.

Because there are no such things as wrists and joints in the symbiote, it can dance the lightsaber like an electric fan, and this alone does not know how many Jedi masters are bettered.

The death knell under cover activated the Force and the power of ten light rings, and the heads of the two cloned Supermans were drawn in and bumped together.

One click, two clicks, three...three clicks.

Abandoning the headless corpse in his hand, the death knell bathed in blood showered towards the remaining goal with a smile. He hasn't played the game of picking watermelon for a long time, but no one around him shouted'Sarilang~www.readwn.com~ Feeling A little less atmosphere.

"Therefore, if Luther's communication is not available, please inform Polaris and Starlight to come over. When I kill all the cloned Superman here, they will bring the corpse to the media exhibition. How should I say, "Jumping Spider" will teach them. This is a good start on the day of debut."

"Then I suggest that the sheriff you better keep the heads of these cloned superhumans, so that the strangulation will not be eaten. We need some seemingly friendly, but in fact, abominable faces for the survivors to identify."

The adjutant made additional comments.

"Yes, you understand the human heart. The emotions really need to be vented. There are a few cloned Supermans that are exactly the same. The anger caused by this fear will have specific targets, and will not spread to all wearing tights. For those of you, you might still be able to play biochemical experiments with Real Water."

While praising his smart doll, Su Ming pulled out the head of the cloned Superman in his hand, as easy as dismantling a Lego villain, and then carefully wiped his head and wiped his face, and gently put it in his pocket for collection.

Clone the emblem of Superman and occupy one space.