The Richest Man in the DC World

Chapter 134 The story of the spare tires!

Hal and Tom's father, both pilots of Ferris Airlines, had known Carol Ferris since childhood.

Every boy encounters his own goddess when he is a child, and they are no exception. In their hearts, Carol is the most perfect goddess.

Later, with the change of his father's work, the three had to be separated, and their relationship with each other decreased, and their relationship gradually faded. Until these two years, Tom inherited his father's mantle and became a pilot of Ferris Airlines again, haha. Erze retired from the army because of her mother's affairs, and was marked by Carol as a mechanic, and the three of them reunited again.

However, times have changed and many things have changed. Carol Ferris is still as gentle and beautiful as she remembered, but she has become someone else's girlfriend.

Knowing this, what else can they say?

But what makes people vomit blood is that the bastard who stepped on the shit is a complete scum, and he is not satisfied with a beautiful and perfect girlfriend like Carol, but he is actually hooking up outside.

How can you bear such a thing?

Together, the two decided to teach the bastard a lesson, vent his anger to himself and Carol. After some investigation, they found out that the bastard was probably the legendary Young Master Xiao, and immediately the eggplant that was beaten by frost wilted. They are just ordinary people, and they can't even provoke the police, let alone the underworld bosses in the seaside city.

The depressed brothers and sisters could only run to the bar, drinking and cursing Luke to go to hell early with all kinds of dirty and unearthly words.

It is a pity that the Lord of Hell did not hear their prayers, and the promiscuous bastard was still living a dashing life, and even changed his body from a gang leader who did all kinds of evil to the founder of an Internet company.

Damn Luke Shaw, damn ShowMe, don't count on having our accounts, we're not going to be ShowMe users even if we die.

After a few months of depression, things turned around. Carol seemed to give up on her "scumbag boyfriend" and actually called them, hoping that they would take action and teach that bastard a hard lesson.

The two were elated and nodded without hesitation.

Under Carol's arrangement, the two walked into the warehouse through the ventilation duct. They were about to act, but Tom, who was sober, backed away.

"Hal, don't think about it again."

"Consider what."

Tom twitched his throat and said in a low voice, "That bastard is known for his vengeance, and if he knew we were doing this to him, he would have killed us."

"Are you afraid?"

Tom said angrily, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

Hal had a firm look on his face, "Seaside City is a place with laws. Some police officers collude with him, but it doesn't mean that all police officers are like this. Even if the police can't, there are still superheroes. Sooner or later, someone will stand up and become the Seaside City's. Superheroes, bring justice to this city again."

"But……"

Tom hesitated. "I heard he did a lot of good things."

"What you see is all an illusion. Which of the gang bosses is not like this. They use public opinion to portray themselves as philanthropists and good people, but behind them are doing disgusting activities that people despise.

There are too many such people. "

What Hal said was harsh, and Tom couldn't refute it. Although he had some doubts in his heart, seeing his friend like this, he had no choice but to give up.

The two smashed the wine in the warehouse, splashed it everywhere, and made sure that there was wine in every corner. After doing all this, they turned and climbed into the ventilation pipe. Before leaving, Hal lit a match and threw it on the ground.

boom!

The wine burned, the flames spread rapidly, and after a while, the entire warehouse was surrounded by flames.

The alarm sounded, and the sprinkler on the roof spewed water, but it didn't work at all. The wine in the warehouse was all high-strength wine and vodka, which could not be quenched by a few small water jets.

The flames began to spread outside the warehouse, and the waiter who noticed all this hurriedly notified the manager, and the manager quickly informed Luke that something was wrong.

"Master Xiao, what can we do, or..."

The manager is very embarrassed. Tonight is Master Xiao's party, so he can't help but have fun, but the fact that the fire is too terrifying, once it gets out of control, the lives of everyone present will be in danger, people will be killed, and the trouble will be even greater.

It's not something he can handle.

Luke pushed away the entangled female companion and said solemnly, "Where is the scene."

"Underground warehouse."

Luke strode out, Dio Clay hurriedly following behind.

When the group came to the underground warehouse, several waiters were using fire extinguishers to put out the fire, but the flames were so huge that even if they tried their best, they couldn't stop the spread.

Luke observed a few times, then frowned suddenly, thought about it, and said,

"Let them out."

The manager was stunned, not understanding the meaning of this sentence, Dio Clay grabbed his collar,

"I didn't hear what the young master said, take your people and go out immediately."

The manager reacted immediately, dazed, confused, and puzzled. In the end, he didn't say a word, and walked away with the same dazed waiter.

Dio said coldly,

"Master, who will it be?"

"You'll know in a while."

Luke took off his coat and threw it to Dior, and strolled into the burning warehouse. As the flames approached, his clothes changed quietly, his shirt and trousers disappeared, replaced by a unique set of black armor.

Ghost No. 2, a modified battle armor, is a portable battle armor transformed by Luke using the Kryptonian battle suit. Compared with Ghost No. 1, its abilities are weakened in all aspects, but it has the advantage of disguising and carrying it with you. It is a good choice for traveling. , A must-have for picking up girls for fun.

The moment he saw the black armor, Dior's mouth was half-open, and a deep shock flashed in his eyes.

The young master is worthy of being a young master. He can always bring surprises, no, it is shock!

Luke, who was wearing a black armor, disappeared into the flames, and soon, an invisible shock swayed in the warehouse, the air was stripped, the oxygen supply was lost, and the flames were immediately misfired.

Luke pushed open the door, took the coat that Dio handed over and draped it over his shoulders, turned and walked out.

When passing by the manager, pat him on the shoulder,

"This kind of thing is only allowed once."

The manager nodded hastily, "Don't worry, Master Xiao, next time, I will throw myself in the Pacific Ocean to feed the fish."

After he finished speaking, he rushed into the warehouse with his subordinates. When he saw the room where the black smoke was blowing, he was stunned for a few seconds and kicked the same stunned waiter.

"What are you still doing, splashing water quickly, and if any sparks pop up, get out of here."

A fire did not affect Luke's interest. It was time to play, drink and enjoy the good nightlife.

As for the cause of the fire, he did not say, and Dior did not ask, and the two seemed to have forgotten about it.

Outside the Fun City, Carol, who had not seen the fire after waiting for a long time, frowned.

"What's the matter? Didn't I tell you to set fire? Fire?"

The dumbfounded Hal and Tom looked at each other, and both saw question marks in each other's eyes. It didn't make sense. So many foreign wines were ignited, and even if they didn't explode, a fire would ignite.

But a few minutes passed and there was no sign of the fire breaking out.

What the hell is going on here?

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