The Richest Man in the DC World

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Joshua's actions were completely out of good intentions. It was really cold here, and there was wind in all directions. It was not a place to sleep. Unfortunately, the girl didn't appreciate it, and kept waving the dagger with a strong vigilance on her face.

Seeing this, Joshua could only step aside and stop talking.

After a while, seeing that the other party was very honest, the girl relaxed her vigilance a little, stood not far away and asked,

"Who are you, and why have I never seen you nearby."

Joshua whispered, "I'm from the South District. I don't know anyone here. If you feel uneasy, I'll leave now."

Saying that, get up and leave.

"and many more."

Debbie stopped him and asked in a slightly puzzled tone, "On the South Side, Mexican?"

Joshua nodded.

Debbie breathed a sigh of relief, "You stay, remember, don't have any other intentions against me, or I will stab you to death."

Joshua asked curiously,

"Are you Mexican too?"

Debbie said with a deadpan expression that she had already organized the answer, "Swara, the place where birds don't shit, I guess you haven't heard of it."

"I know, that's where I came from."

Joshua was very excited. He didn't expect to meet fellow villagers on the last night before his death. "I grew up in the parish orphanage in Swara, where Granny Arlene was very kind to me. How about you? Where are you?"

"The devil will believe you."

Debbie didn't believe him at all, hesitated for a moment, picked up half a sandwich and placed it two meters away from him,

"This is for you, go away after eating."

"No, I'm full."

Joshua shook his head and refused. In the dim light, he didn't notice the girl's legs trembling with fear and excitement.

"If you give it to you, you can eat it, so much nonsense."

Debbie picked up the sandwich and threw it in front of him,

The distance between the two slowly approached, only less than one meter.

At this moment, everyone, including the snipers in ambush in various prominent positions, the FBI team huddled in the hotel, and Lex Luthor, who was observing the scene through surveillance equipment, held their breaths.

Fortunately, the terrible thing did not happen, Joshua did not throw Debbie on the ground like a hungry beast, but shrank his body and kept shaking his head.

Gradually, everyone felt that something was wrong.

An FBI agent questioned,

"Director, is he really a parasitic demon? Did he make a mistake?"

The three massacres all show that the parasitic demon is a terrifying, cold-blooded beast without the slightest mercy, and the guy in front of him is a weak and kind little white rabbit no matter what.

The difference between the two is too great to be suspicious.

Scott Ruby said solemnly, "Everyone has two faces, don't be fooled by the illusion in front of you."

Debbie also felt that something was wrong. The various character traits that the other party showed were not like the murderous king with blood on his hands, but as an elite detective, it was not that she had not encountered similar situations.

No matter how the opponent behaves, the mission must go on.

Debbie adjusted her mind and asked in a slightly puzzled tone,

"Why do you keep your head down and don't look at me?"

Joshua couldn't hide his panic, "I'm fine, it's just... just... In short, stay away from me."

"Strange guy!"

Debbie murmured deliberately, her body gradually tightened, her eyes became extremely sharp, and she quietly took out the medicine bottle while picking up the sandwich, and then...

Clap!

The plastic bottle exploded, and the purple gas compressed inside spurted out, covering all areas within a three-meter radius.

The purple gas seemed to have self-consciousness, let go of Debbie who was close at hand, and desperately drilled into Joshua's body. Everywhere he went, the cells that had been enhanced by the alien worm genes went into a state of dormancy.

The strength is disappearing, and the limbs are becoming extremely heavy.

Surrounded by gas, Joshua turned his head stiffly and looked at Debbie who was running in the distance. An indescribable complex color flashed in his eyes. In the end, he did not choose to pursue, but squatted quietly in place.

With Scott's order.

The snipers crouching in the dark corner opened fire one after another. The rapid sound of gunfire pierced the deep night, and the flames went back and forth, forming a dense firepower network.

Countless bullets shot over, pierced through the coat, hit various parts of the body, and then bounced to other places in a weird way.

After swallowing the life force of Clark and Linda in a row, Joshua has evolved to a level beyond human imagination. Strength, speed, defense... Even if it is not as good as Superman, it is not much different.

The bullets didn't do him any damage, and they couldn't penetrate the outermost layer of skin.

The rain of bullets intertwined back and forth, catapulting everywhere.

A stray bullet that bounced back just hit Debbie's thigh, she groaned, and endured the pain to get under the car.

Joshua looked at her silently, the complex look disappeared, replaced by unspeakable bitterness, and finally said nothing, just sat there, not moving.

Soon, Scott and others realized that something was wrong,

"Damn, the information provided by Lex Luthor is wrong, the armor-piercing projectile does not work, activate the backup plan."

After the order was issued, the sniper immediately changed the weapon, replaced the sniper rifle, and set up the small Vulcan cannon equipped with high-explosive bombs.

Bang! Bang!

The low sound of gunfire exploded in the air, and three high-explosive shells that were enough to destroy the heavy tank penetrated the air and landed on Joshua.

The air starts to boil!

The shock wave visible to the naked eye swayed around, followed by a large area of ​​burning high-temperature flames.

boom!

Floors were destroyed, and the blast of flames washed away like a hurricane.

The snipers lying in ambush covered their heads, then aimed at the target and continued to fire.

The explosions came one after another, wave after wave, and after a while, the building began to tilt, collapsed downwards, and eventually turned into ruins.

The shelling continued until the bullets ran out.

The dust is flying, covering the sky and the sun, and it has not fallen for a long time.

Scott Ruby and the others walked out of the hotel, looked at the abandoned building that turned into a big pit, and muttered,

"Now, it should be solved!"

The local damage caused by such a dense high-explosive bomb is unimaginable, even a piece of alloy steel can soften it, let alone a person.

Not only him, everyone thinks so, after all, it is a high-performance shell specially developed by the military for superpowers, and the power of each shell is more than three times that of normal high-explosive shells.

If such an attack can't kill the opponent, they really can't think of any weapon that can kill him.

Never use nuclear bombs!

The atmosphere was a little quiet, everyone was staring at the abandoned building, some were hesitant, some were puzzled, and most were still waiting in silence.

Scott raised his hand to indicate that four elite soldiers wearing Tesla power armor and carrying heavy rifles strolled towards the ruins.

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