Chapter 381: very sorry

There are many powerful super metals in the dc world.
Bacchus Yinzi is one of them. It is a liquid metal with a bright green appearance. It has the magical ability to immortalize and resurrect from the dead.
The reason why the leader of the Assassin League Master Ninja can live for hundreds of years is because of the Dionysian Intro, but he has a low-quality version, which has a certain degree of negative impact. If used for a long time, people will become crazy and lose the ability to think rationally. .
Pure Bacchus introductions are hard to come by and cannot be obtained by conventional means.
The so-called amber gold is a mixed metal made of inferior Bacchus primer and a variety of materials. It not only allows users to obtain super recovery ability, but also gives them power and speed that exceed the upper limit of humans.
Of course, the negative effects are more obvious.
Dior curiously asked, "Master, is this amber gold?"
"It's not clear yet, maybe, maybe not."
"Would you like me to drag the corpse over."
"No, there are too few things, a drop can't be wasted."
The crystal bottle looked big and not light, but the liquid in it was only as thick as two fingers, and it was pitiful.
Luke put the bottle away and walked out of the warehouse to the room where Sir Blackhawk was interrogated.
Sir Black Hawk, who was once aloft, is now hanging on the wall like a death row prisoner. His four fingers have been severed, and his chest is covered with scars from electric shocks and burns.
One of his men was watering his wound with salt water, and when he saw Luke, he said in surprise,
"Boss, why did you come here in person."
Luke waved his hand, "You go out first, I have something to tell him."
"Good Le!"
He put down the barrel, walked out of the room, and closed the door.
"What should I call you? Sir Black Hawk, Lincoln March, or Thomas Wayne Jr."
Sir Black Hawk raised his head suddenly and stared at Luke.
"How do you know, who told you."
Luke smiled faintly, "Apart from Hongpao Judge Mr. Sean, who else knows these secrets, he is not like you, he can't hold the taste of chili water, so he said everything."
Lincoln March was silent and hissed after a moment.
"I've been thinking about something I don't understand."
"Say."
"You leaked the MAXKI military armor deliberately, right?"
"Why do you think so?"
"Because what happened was so coincidental, 300 sets of MAXK I were divided into three batches and shipped to the Ministry of National Defense. There was no news about the first two batches. When the third batch was passed, it suddenly spread. You deliberately leaked it, right."
Luke smiled and shook his head, "I have no obligation to solve your confusion unless you answer my questions."
"Do you want to know amber gold?"
"Yes it is."
"Shaun didn't tell you?"
"I said it, but it's fake."
Luke sat on the chair, his eyelids lowered, his eyes exuding Ruoruuowu killing intent, "Mr. March, I don't want to be deceived a second time?"
Lincoln March laughed strangely, "That actually has the courage to lie to you, hahahaha!!!"
"It's so ridiculous."
Luke opened the drawer, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a long sip, waited until the laughter was over, and said unhurriedly, "If you lied to me, you will pay the price. How long do you think he can hold on? One minute, two minutes, or three minutes."
"In my opinion, five minutes is the limit. After five minutes, I will get the real answer, and you will lose the capital of conversation."
Lincoln Mack was silent for a moment, and said solemnly.
"What did he say?"
"Many, the origin of the court, history, list of members, secret passage on the second floor, the seventh exit that only the judge knows, etc., by the way, and you.
Luke flicked off the soot, his eyes full of meaning.
"They lied to you. From birth to now, they have cultivated you as Bruce Wayne's dead brother. The purpose is to let you one day inherit the Wayne family's huge business and bring the Owl Court to the next level. The reality is that you have no blood relationship with the Wayne family."
"You are just an orphan that no one wants, a substitute picked up from the orphanage. Your life is a lie, without any existential meaning."
"Lying, you are lying."
Lincoln March looked grim, and kept tearing the chains.
"Well, Mr. March, don't pretend to be angry. You can't break the chain. Even if you get away by chance, you are not my opponent. Hurry up and tell me the true position of Amber Gold."
After a long silence, Luke shook his head helplessly.
"I don't want to do this, I have to force me."
When the words fell, he suddenly violent, grabbed his neck and pulled him in front of him, with green flames burning in his eyes, and the terrifying power from the depths of his soul instantly destroyed Lincoln March’s will.
"Say, where is Amber Gold?"
The cold voice seemed to come from hell. Lincoln March opened his eyes wide. At this moment, he saw the of death. The body and mind dominated by fear could not raise any resistance. He could only sink little by little in the green flames.
"The owl sculpture, the owl sculpture in the secret warehouse, amber gold... just below."
"the following?"
Luke frowned. "Isn't it the belly?"
"It's a fake in my stomach. Sean wants to use Amber Gold to trade with the gang. I disagree, so I exchanged the real."
"That is to say, the crystal bottle is filled with fakes."
"It's not all fake, it's mixed with a small amount of amber gold, and its performance is very poor."
Lincoln March said slowly, his eyes were empty and without focus, like a puppet being manipulated.
"You can do it!"
Luke was really convinced, these two idiots, both of them were in power, and they were fighting secretly.
"Since you want to fight, go to to fight."
The green flame emerged from the palm of the palm, pulled out a faint phantom shadow with a strong force, and turned to ashes in the green flame with a grip of five fingers.
Lincoln March is dead, dead and lifeless.
Luke walked out of the room, returned to the secret warehouse, opened the owl sculpture, and took out the real "crystal bottle".
Seeing the swaying liquid in the bottle, he sighed long.
"It's not easy to get you."
At this time, UU reading www.uukanshu.com heard Ava’s voice,
"Master, there is something to tell you, Miss Gordon is in the underground labyrinth."
Luke froze for a moment. "She's here too?"
"Yes, he is in very bad condition. There are many wounds on his body, which seem to have been left by fighting with the claws. Because of excessive blood loss, he has fallen into a severe coma."
"This woman..."
Luke sighed slightly, put the bottle away, and went to the hall. After explaining to Dior, he went to the south exit alone.
After he left, Dior took the panicked Cohen Delk to the room where the red-robed judge was interrogated.
"Master let me tell you a word."
Delk whispered, "Wha...what, the master has a new order."
Dior shook his head and thrust a knife into Delk’s heart.
"very sorry."