The Richest Man in the DC World

　　 A video is playing in the main control room.

　　 In the video, Luke wearing a ghost armor stands beside General Zod, holding his AK rifle against the latter's forehead, and depending on the posture, he may shoot at any time.

　　 "Carla, do you want to stop it?"

　　 Linda, with an ugly face, was silent, her eyes flashed with an indescribable complex look.

　　 Luke, are you really going to shoot?

　　……

　　Death is a very strange event.

People with different experiences have different views on it. Those who have a bad life and have no purpose in life don’t care about life and death. People who fully enjoy material and spiritual life cherish their lives. The former has too little, and the latter has too much. .

　　 Drew Zod is another kind of person.

　　He doesn’t care about enjoyment or money status. He is a pioneer with absolute national spirit and great mission. He is determined to give everything for the future of Krypton, even if he loses his life.

　　 Therefore, he is not afraid of death, but he cannot die.

　　 The cause of rebuilding civilization has just started. If he dies, who can take up this responsibility, it is impossible to count on the soft guys of the El family.

　　 Various emotions are entangled together, so a strange scene appears.

　　Zord sullen his face, his anger is wide, as if he is about to eat people, but his eyes are full of pity and unwillingness to die first.

　　 Such expressions should be made into oil paintings and displayed in museums.

　　 Lukla lowered the bolt and put his finger on the trigger, his killing intent became more intense.

　　 "General, do you have a last word?"

　　 Zod can’t stand it, he can die, but not now,

　　 "How can you let me go!"

　　 The hoarse voice echoed in the room, like a weak tiger begging for mercy from a fox. Luke couldn't help but smile, his mouth turned up, his eyes narrowed, indescribable pleasure.

　　 Linda was dumbfounded at this scene.

　　Krypton’s highest military commander, Drew Zod, who is known for his power and arrogance, actually begged for mercy!

　　 Why is this happening?

　　 Linda doesn't like General Zod, or even disgusts it, but as a Kryptonian, she would never want to see such a scene.

　　A military commander of a higher civilization bowed his head to the natives of a lower civilization. This is not a matter between two people, but a friction between civilizations.

　　 Luke smiled lightly, "If the general, can I think it's begging for mercy?"

　　 Zod closed his eyes, shaking violently with shame and anger.

"It seems that the general is not convinced. Otherwise, you put on a combat uniform and we will compete again. If you can beat me, I will let you go. If you lose, I will kill three of your men. How about? "

　　Zord took a deep breath, endured the fury in his heart, and said word by word.

　　 "If you want to humiliate me, just come."

　　 Luke clapped,

　　 "A general is a general, and he can still maintain his tolerance at this level. I admire him."

　　 "As far as I am concerned, I don't want to kill people. After all, you are Linda's few compatriots. If you kill you, she must be very uncomfortable. However, some things must be clear."

　　 Luke took a step back, put away his AK rifle, and the killing intent disappeared. "I am a pragmatist with a clear grievance and grievances. Simply put, as long as there is no principle issue, you can exchange benefits."

　　 "General, what are you going to use in exchange for the lives of yourself and your subordinates."

　　 Hearing these words, Zod let out a sigh of relief, and said in a condensed voice.

　　 "What do you think of."

　　 "Things of the same value, plus some mental damage expenses."

　　 Cunning Earthman.

　　 Zod cursed secretly. Things of equal value sounded simple, but they were very complicated. What could be more important than fate.

　　 "What do you want."

　　 Luke rubbed his hands, rather embarrassed,

　　 "General, ask you a question, tell someone, what is the most precious thing?"

　　 Zod frowned slightly, wondering what the other party was thinking, and replied.

　　 "Glory!"

　　 "Wrong, wrong."

　　 Luke shook his head again and again, "Glory is limited to the army, and I am not a soldier. Guess what you want it to do."

　　 Zod snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and stopped talking. He didn't want to play such a botched and naive game.

　　 Luke sighed, "The character of a general is suitable for the battlefield, but not suitable for being a leader. If you are someone else, you will hurt a group of people.

　　 "Since the general is not interested in guessing riddles, I'll just say it straight. For a person, the most precious thing is of course his life. The life is gone. What else is there."

　　 "So, I don't want anything else, just my life."

"Your men are brave and fearless, tough and decisive, with extremely high overall quality. They are rare good soldiers and rare bodyguards. I admire them, especially Fiora, Edwin, Hill and Groot. Give them to me and I will let you go."

　　 Zod couldn’t help laughing, as if he heard the most ridiculous joke,

　　 "Earth people, Kryptonian soldiers will never betray their generals, let alone succumb to the lower aboriginals. It will never be possible for them to become your subordinates!"

Luke shook his head and said, "The general may not know much about the earth. We have a kind of magic that can reverse the minds of others and turn them into puppets who only obey their masters. The only drawback is that the opponent cannot produce resistance during the spell. ."

　　 Luke leaned down and whispered in Zod’s ear,

　　 "And I happen to know this kind of magic, General, understand what I mean!"

　　 "Don't think about it!"

　　Zod was furious, struggling, and the bed was shaking~www.ltnovel.com~Don't want to use **** witchcraft to enslave my compatriots, I will not agree to death. "

　　 "Don't say it so bad, it's just control, not slavery. Besides, you have nine people. I only need four, four for five, and you still earn one, don't you?"

　　 "Go!"

Snapped!

　　 Luke slapped his face with a slap, grabbed his throat with his right hand and dragged him in front of him, killing intent in his eyes, and the horrible aura pressed down like a tsunami.

"Drew Zod, who do you think you are, General Krypton? Pooh! You are a cowardly and incompetent idiot, a genetically unsound idiot. There are not ten thousand people like you on earth, but eight thousand. Lao Tzu called you a general because of Linda's face. You really treat yourself as a person."

Snapped!

　　 slapped it again, and half of Zod's face immediately turned purple.

　　 "Tell you, I'm going to make a decision for people. It doesn't matter if you disagree. I try one by one. If anyone disagrees, I will poke a hole in you to see if they dare to resist."

　　 After finishing speaking, he punched him in the head, making the person's eyes shine and dizzy. Then he unlocked the lock on the hospital bed and pulled his neck out.

　　The situation changed so fast that Linda had no time to react. Seeing that Luke's methods were getting more and more fierce, she quickly stood up. At this moment, the form changed again.

　　Zord seemed to be aware of something. He hugged the legs of the table with both hands, and let Luke beat him without letting go.

　　 Luke was speechless, "General, why bother, you have been defeated, failure requires the consciousness of the loser, so procrastination will only make me look down on you."

　　 "Let them go!"

　　Zod raised his head, his eyes darkened,

　　 "As long as you let them go, you can take everything I have."