The Richest Man in the DC World

The shadow continued to swell and twist, like a wild beast trying to break free from its cage. The old dog whined and his body trembled, appearing in extreme pain.

Under the moonlight, this scene was so weird that if people saw it, they would be scared to death.

Ten seconds later, with a wailing sound, the old dog collapsed on the ground, and its shadow squirmed slowly, turning into an oval snake head. Under the snake head were wide back scales and a snake body thicker than an adult's arm.

It slowly swam out from the shadows, it was so huge that it was seven meters long, its body was covered with densely packed fine scales, the scales were as black as ink, reflecting a strange luster in the moonlight.

It is not difficult to judge from the appearance, this is a king cobra, the king of snakes.

The wild rabbits in the cage felt something, their hairs stood on end, their bodies stiffened, and they fainted from fright.

The Snake King twisted his thick body and wandered in the small town, as if he was patrolling his own territory. He stopped when he passed the tavern, his scarlet pupils shone with a strange light, as if he was thinking about something, but in the end he didn't stop, crossed the street, from halfway Sneaking into the wooden house through the closed window, the snake's head was raised high, staring at the tavern owner who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

The old man was very happy tonight. He drank seven bottles of beer alone. Under the hangover, he didn't even notice the terrible monster that broke into the room.

The King Snake slipped into the quilt along the bed board, the thick snake body wrapped around the old man's body, his mouth was opened at a 120-degree angle, and two blood-colored fangs popped out from the wriggling gums.

Red liquid oozes from the fangs, like flowing blood.

At this moment, the old man woke up suddenly. When he saw the huge snake head and the bloody fangs close at hand, he was stunned. He didn't scream or struggle, just like a goose frightened by great fear.

The snake's head fell slowly and bit the stiff neck lightly. The fangs pierced the flesh, and the red liquid flowed to all parts of the body along the arteries.

He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound. His body was entangled by the snake and he couldn't move.

A few seconds later, the old man stopped struggling, the color in the pupils disappeared, and it became pitch black, but the snake king's eyes showed human emotions. If you look closely, you can vaguely see the old man's continuous wailing.

Time passed by second by second, and after an unknown amount of time, the darkness in the old man's eyes dissipated, and his breathing returned to normal.

The snake king left the old man's body, the snake's head stood up high, staring straight at the direction of the tavern.

"Cultist?"

A hoarse voice echoed in the room, the corners of the Snake King's mouth cracked upwards, revealing a humanized sarcasm, and the "trash" team led by the rich second generation actually tried to exterminate the followers of the Lord of Hell.

"Ridiculous humans, haven't tasted it for a long time."

"Fat flesh, delicious soul."

"Pity."

The snake king let out a long sigh, as if he was a bit reluctant, and finally broke open the wooden door and disappeared into the dark swampy forest. Not long after it left, a uniquely shaped "hummingbird" spread its wings and flew towards the forest.

In the bedroom on the second floor of the tavern.

The FBI Seven and Luke got together, watching the signal from the hummingbird with serious expressions.

I saw the Snake King shuttle through the forest at an incredible speed. Two hours later, he stopped in front of a waterfall, his thick body was submerged by the stream, and the video ended here.

Luke turns off the screen,

Gaze across the people in the room, shrugged,

"Nelson, call your boss, I want to quit and stop playing."

Nelson smiled wryly, "Master Lu...Xiao, if you don't take this, you have already agreed."

"You're right, I did promise to help, but your boss's original words were cultists who believe in demons, not Cobra King."

"Do you know how big this thing is? It's 7.8 meters thick, thicker than my thigh, it's poisonous, it can do magic, and it can speak English..."

Luke spread his hands, "I doubt he was transformed by a demon."

Nelson was also concerned. When he thought of the black as ink Cobra King passing under the eaves, his heart trembled. Damn it, how could there be such a thing? It wasn't mentioned in the information at all.

Augusto said in a deep voice, "There is a kind of magic in black witchcraft that can turn the caster into a poisonous snake, but the body is definitely not so big."

Zatanna added, "It is the evil soul sacrifice, black magic is taboo, and the living people are soaked in the blood pool that combines the blood of various creatures. After three days, they drink snake blood and inject the souls of 13 cobras. If the mantra is used, the body will mutate, leaving the human form and transforming into a cobra. The process is very painful, and once the transformation is successful, it will gain extraordinary power and magic power."

Augusto glanced at Zatana in surprise,

"Are you a magician too?"

Zatanna nodded and continued, "The cobra transformed by the evil soul priest is between 2.5 meters and 4 meters in size. That person's size is so huge, it is likely that the blood of the devil was added to the blood pool."

Bell, a field survival expert, whispered, "That king snake not only has advantages in size and speed, but also has extraordinary defense. Have you noticed that when it passed through the crevices, its body rubbed against the raised rocks, and its scales did not fall off? , Instead, the stone cracks, and a similar phenomenon can only be caused if the body is hard enough, which also means that it is difficult for ordinary bullets to cause damage to it, and heavy weapons must be used to deal with it."

After the voice fell, the air was quiet again, and Luke said half-jokingly,

"Call your boss and ask him to make a nuclear bomb and throw it into the waterfall. With a bang, it's clean and it's done."

Nelson said helplessly, "Stop joking, Master Xiao, I know you can definitely think of a way, please help me, I really can't fail anymore."

With only one month left before the general election, this operation is likely to be Jack Harvey's last chance. If Jack Harvey goes down, as his confidant, Nielsen's life will not be easy.

"Simply put."

Luke sat on the chair, playing with the dagger in his right hand, with a deadpan expression,

"All of you are highly capable, proud and arrogant, wishing that your nostrils would grow on your foreheads, why do you need my help?"

The mocking words echoed in the room, making people very uncomfortable. Everyone looked at each other, and Nelson said first,

"Master Xiao, I heard your name a long time ago. Your ability is beyond doubt. As long as you are willing to help, from now until the end of the mission, I will obey your orders unconditionally."

"really?"

Nelson nodded vigorously.

Luke looked at the others, "What about you?"

Augusto said helplessly, "I am willing too, provided you don't let me die."

Bell laughed, "I'm very interested in the hummingbird surveillance plane, give me one, and I'll listen to you."

"Think beautifully."

Luke pursed his lips, and turned his eyes to Roy, the plant superpower, who said without hesitation, "Emily is the chairman of the Psychic Association, and I will listen to her."

This is like saying nothing.

Five of the seven nodded, leaving only Killer Weima and Becky Beckman.

Luke smiled, "What do you two think?"

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