Chapter 2018: People are more dead than people

　　　　 The fat general who was pointed at by the sword was silent for a while, and suddenly he straightened up, as if he had grown twenty centimeters taller, and his voice changed.
　　 "When did you start to doubt me?"
"From the beginning of your appearance." Su Ming patted his chest with the sword, motioning him to step back a little, not so close to Hyperion: "There are so many flaws, I don't know where to start. Say Batman Bull Beer."
　　 As expected, people are afraid of comparison. With Batman and Laughing Pearl in front, if Nighthawk is put up for comparison, the difference is not even a star.
　　 "Can you tell me something?" Nighthawk raised his hands in a surrender motion, and slowly backed away.
"Want to postpone the time and spray liquid explosives on the bottom of the shoe to blow through the roof? Good plan." Su Ming pointed to his feet and commented on Nighthawk's small movements. These tricks were useless before the strangulation. The slight faint smell of chemicals was long lost. It was found that it had licked those transparent explosives like toothpaste.
　　 And I don’t know if it’s obsessive-compulsive disorder. When Nighthawk applied explosives, he also drew a bird, which is an extra step in the same line...
　　 "......"
　　 Nighthawk stopped talking, he just looked at the death knell blankly, his two mouth corners bent down, not knowing what he was suspicious.
"Well, you'd better not use the small dart hidden under your tongue to deal with me. I am immune to electric shock." Su Ming turned the godslayer back into a scimitar and put it away: "Let’s go back to the topic, you If you want to know when I discovered the flaw, I will tell you about it."
　　 "Please." Nighthawk narrowed his eyes.
"First of all, your disguised status and military rank are too high. If you are driven by profit, there may be real warriors, but in contact with a completely unfamiliar strong person, does a general actually not even bring a guard? No matter how bold you are, Haven't you thought about how to transport these unconscious people after the transaction? No, you actually want to take us away, and then your helper can come here to save people."
"Second, the scene is too shabby. In other words, you should also get dozens of helicopters and fly over to fill the show, not a lonely appearance. I can see everything happening behind me. Your pilot is a dummy. Since you landed and talked to me within 27 seconds, you haven’t turned your head to look at you. Do you know that when a helicopter is hovering, the pilot is often like a child with ADHD? Their heads like to turn around. Come on, I guess the plane should be remotely controlled somewhere by your butler? You can see us somewhere...on top of the twin towers, right?"
"Third, you are too calm. Even if a real politician ventures to meet me for great benefit, he should be very nervous, not to mention the waste of your universe. You should have sweated until you collapsed. No sweat, too, wearing a fat holster, I’m afraid you forgot to design a mechanism to simulate sweating."
　　 "Fourth..."
"Okay, that's enough." After all, Nighthawk carried everything by himself. He tore a bit on his chest with a wry smile, and the whole fat boy's holster was torn apart, revealing the black bird logo inside. Slowly drilled out of the holster: "Who are you? Why are you so skilled in finding clues?"
　　Su Ming shook his head. He originally wanted to list seven items. It seems that Nighthawk's willpower is not as good as Batman's. Only when he talks about the third item, he loses his breath.
　　 On the other side of the original, the beloved clown whispers about his psychological weakness all day long, and Batman can say nothing. That is determined.
"I'm Slade Wilson, codenamed Death Knell, and I'm a detective." Su Ming stretched out his hand and hooked Nighthawk's neck, and the masters patted the other's chest boldly: "Now as smart as you, you should be able to tell us Is there no hostility?"
　　 "I don't believe you." The man in black armor turned his head and said, "You suddenly appeared in New York with the intense space shock for no reason. Not only did you destroy the planets in the solar system, you also knocked down my companions."
　　 Daisy had been eating melons and taking notes, but she was not happy when she heard this: "Hey, do you have eyes? They obviously did it first."
　　 "Because you are a threat, you should be contained if there is a threat." Nighthawk replied very calmly, a standard bat brain circuit.
　　 Meow Meow hammered her face with anger, she reached out to pick the hammer from her waist, and asked the death knell: "Are humans in parallel worlds considered aliens?"
　　 If you are an alien, you can kill it.
"The earth is not a single one, maybe it can be regarded as an alien." Su Ming pretended to be very troubled, touched his chin, still hooking Nighthawk's neck: "But don't be fooled, he is deliberately irritating you. , Let you try to take out the weapon, he is a master of martial arts, maybe he wants to seize your weapon and take the opportunity to hammer me.
　　 Daisy hurriedly retracted the hammer, and then she remembered something was wrong: "But Meow hammer only recognizes me, he shouldn't take it away, right?"
"Yes, but he doesn't know. People always have dreams. What if they come true?" Su Ming shrugged, and after taking back the godslayer, he ordered the strangulation to withdraw from Hyperion and take the copycat Superman. Exposing to the sun: "When I return a force like Hyperion to Nighthawks, it can improve his confidence and chances of winning, thereby gaining a little trust. You can also learn this trading method."
　　 "Oh, but I don't have much confidence in my own force." Daisy put away the hammer and took out the notebook.
　　 Seeing that the good friend Hyperion was released, although Nighthawk did not have any expression on his face, the death knell with his arm on the back of the opponent's neck could still feel this guy's heartbeat slowed down through strangulation.
　　 As for why the death knell dared to release Hyperion directly, the answer is of course because Phoenix is ​​back. If the Supreme High School team doesn't want their earth to burn glass, they will definitely be very honest.
　　 The phoenix piano wrapped in a bird-shaped flame fell on the rooftop like a meteorite. After she dissipated the energy from her body, she hiccuped and vomited some flames from her mouth.
　　 "It's quite full, but it tastes the same as our universe."
　　 She expressed negative after-dinner feelings, but the smile on her face showed that she was satisfied.
　　 Death Knell allowed her to eat in a parallel universe. Naturally, she would not miss this opportunity. She even ate the life energy of more than a dozen planets, and she just ate the energy of life on her belly, and came back a little sleepy.
Su Ming threw her a can of Wilson's red pot of herbal tea~EbookFREE.me~ to help her extinguish the fire, and said: "Aliens, just eat a crispy jin, you always eat barbecue wherever you go, not just one Smell?"
"Hee hee, you are so funny. If that bald guy is as friendly as you, I would actually be willing to help humans. That's it. Qin has also woke up. Give her back to you. I need a nap. calls me."
　　 The can of herbal tea, including the beverage in it, was broken down into black ash, and the twisted smile of Phoenix made her mouth grin to the base of her ears. Thanks to her current face made of flames, otherwise Qin Gerei would have to be a crack girl.
　　 After speaking, she was like a doll with no electricity, her head drooped down, and when she raised her head again, she changed back to Jin Gray with a blank face.
　　 She clutched the back of her head and looked around, as if she had no memory of all this, but then she realized that a phoenix might be the cause, and her face suddenly became pale.
　　 Fortunately, the teammates were all right, and she was relieved too.
Su Ming patted Nighthawk on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, you probably see our hole cards. It's an existence you can't compete with, but we are not enemies, so let's negotiate a condition to exchange you. friend?"
　　 "I have no friends, but let's talk about your conditions." Nighthawk put on a classic expression, suspicious.
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