The Death Knell

Two figures, one large and one small, walked into the crime scene again.

And Crushing also calmed down under Milly's persuasion. This wasn't because their relationship was so good, but Crushing didn't want this fool to see that he was powerless.

Because there is nothing I can do to deal with the death knell, I can only vent my anger by hitting the telephone pole or something...

No one knows who Crushed's biological mother is. Even Batman doesn't know how Tyrannosaurus would think of reproducing offspring. He guessed that the child's mother may be Darlene, the waitress at the Al (ai) tavern, but this is just a guess and has not been given. anyone said.

The only thing that is certain is that she is a mixed race.

Baolang is from the Zanian planet. His eyes are red and have no eyeballs, while Crushing has two eyeballs.

He is the craziest bounty hunter in the universe. He killed everyone on his planet at the age of 17 just to prove that he was strong.

Moreover, he has a violent temper, and any little thing may cause him to fight with others. The fighting ability is also very strong, and he can fight against Superman, and this guy can't die at all. Even if he was thrown into the sun by the Devastator during the Metal Incident, he has recently come back like a normal person.

He was about fourteen or fifteen years old this year, and what happened before that has been covered up by history, and no one knows the truth.

Judging from the current situation, Tyrannosaurus should have abandoned her after she was born, and she was raised by an ordinary couple in Michigan.

But suddenly one day, her adoptive parents were killed at home, leaving no valuable clues at the scene.

Zhenshaan, who became an orphan, could only go to Baolang, but Baolang didn't care about the dead at all. He casually took a black iron chain from his body, threw it to her and told her to solve the problem by herself.

For example, if you think of a way to kill everyone on the earth, you will definitely get revenge. Isn't it very smart?

If you don't want revenge, you can just follow him and become cosmic bounty hunters together.

Crushing was raised by humans, but she was not as crazy as him. After a while, she found that she couldn't get along with her biological father at all.

Although both of them like to swear and have similar dressing sense, their father likes to run around without pants and uses the big penis on his crotch as a weapon to fight the enemy. Have you ever seen a 'what' guy stop a bullet? The wolf can do it...

So she decided to live alone. After all, she was still a girl, and she couldn't stand her father always going crazy in front of her.

How crazy is it? If you compare it to Deadpool next door, when Wade is fighting an enemy, he might say that he wants to chop the opponent to death, and then defecate into the corpse's throat. Of course, Tyrannosaurus also often scolds him like this.

Then the difference comes. Wade just talks about it and can't do anything too disgusting, but Violent Wolf... he does what he says...

He is not human at all. Don't judge him by human concepts. He can do many things beyond imagination.

Superman and Ron, who are both aliens, have evaluated the wolf. In the end, they only found one advantage of the wolf, that is, he keeps his word and keeps his promise.

So after leaving his biological father, Crushing finally moved to Gotham, where he fought black boxing in underground arenas. It was not a child's play like cage fighting, but a life-and-death battle in which one person fought against a group of heavily armed thugs.

Through such battles, she performed killings for the rich in Gotham, so she made no less money.

When Da Mi approached her, money was not the deciding factor in joining the team, but Da Mi promised to help her find the murderer of her adoptive parents.

As for Damian, did he really find him? Uh... before a bond is formed, she will inevitably leave the team if she helps her realize her wish, so Damian lied to her. At least so far, he has not made any move to find this clue.

With Rice's IQ, it's easy to fool a crush, but all these pressures make crush become more and more irritable.

Seeing Damian obediently follow him into the room, and the projection of the corpse was still there, Su Ming leaned on the piano and told Damian similar stories.

In fact, there is nothing to talk about. It is nothing more than a hybrid monster of a vampire and a werewolf, but it can be said about its strength. Let Damian compare it with his team.

Because it is a hybrid that should not exist, it has none of the weaknesses of vampires and werewolves, and it also has super-speed regeneration and magic immunity, the two most troublesome abilities.

As for extraordinary sense of smell, dark vision, high-speed movement, physical resistance, etc., they are just monster instincts in comparison.

"So, I advise you to return to New York quickly and leave the matters here to Batgirl. She is very experienced in dealing with monsters in the magical world."

After praising the monster, Su Ming looked at Damian's reaction. Although he still had a poker face, he clenched his teeth and made his muscles tense, indicating that he was very unwilling.

When Rice met Batman before, Bat pointed the direction to several people and signaled their team to deal with it, but now the matter was obviously beyond the capabilities of several people, but if they retreated, this would also...

Rice and Bruce have been at odds over blood relations recently, and he wants to prove that he is strong.

If Batman doesn't know about looking for it, then retreat, just retreat, it's okay. But now that Batman knows, Damian doesn't want to return to New York in despair.

However, Damian quickly came to his senses and turned his attention to Deathstroke. The opponent was a master tactician and had a lot of information. He must have a way to deal with it.

"You know its weaknesses, how much do you want for intelligence?"

Damian, the second-generation rich man, asked directly. It was natural to buy intelligence. Even Old Deathstroke spent tens of millions on intelligence fees every year. He didn’t have his own intelligence network, so he could grasp global trends by buying intelligence. Want this price.

The so-called intelligence is not the kind of thing you can see in the news, but the undercurrent hidden under the peaceful world, and it is also the trend that truly determines the direction of the world.

But if you want to build your own intelligence network, investing billions in advance will not even make a splash, let alone cultivating loyal subordinates. That is the most difficult thing.

There was a faint smell of blood in the room, there were some dried blood stains on the piano, and there were still a lot of water stains on the floor of the room.

The smell of sea water slowly rises at night, and the smell of decay from furniture soaked in water lingers around.

It is brighter outside, but there is deeper darkness in the room. The only light source is the projection, but as lighting, its shape is really not beautiful.

Su Ming turned around and looked at the projection of the corpse. He flicked it a few times and the projection instantly began to rotate like a windmill. The uneven places on the surface of the corpse also emitted different light, so it created a disco ball-like effect.

Make everyone colorful.

"No, this information is not for sale."

Su Ming said lightly, and Damian looked at him deeply, turned around and left.

"But if you stick your head over and let me play for a while, how about I teach you how to get the information you want? Isn't it better to be self-reliant?"

When he almost walked out of the door, the sound of the death knell came from behind, and Damian stopped immediately.

Under the hood, his expression changed drastically.

Why? Why would Deathstroke do this in another world? It would be better to have a top assassin teach you the methods, but why is the condition that you have to touch your own head?

Emiko looked away from the window, glanced at Deathstroke, frowned, but soon seemed to understand something and fell silent.

"Why?" Damian turned around.

Su Ming raised his head and looked at the ceiling, folding his arms: "I'm happy."

This was indeed an irrefutable reason. Damian knew the reason why he didn't want to tell the truth, and Damian couldn't get into it.

The death knell had many opportunities to break his neck before, but still released him, so now there is no danger even if he sticks his head over.

"Well, how about you sacrifice something?" Wally suddenly appeared next to Da Mi and whispered.

While playing with his mobile phone, Billy stuffed a handful of snacks into his mouth and said vaguely: "It's not dangerous, you can try it. At least he feels much better than Batman."

Damian looked at Crush and Milly again. They just looked at him encouragingly. They wanted to continue investigating the case. As for Emiko, she had no attitude and was wandering away again.

Slowly raising his hands, Damian took off his hood and walked step by step towards the death knell next to the piano. In the dancing light and shadow, he felt that he was walking on a fantasy road.

"bring it on."

He said in a calm tone with a mentality of sacrificing his life for righteousness.

The mask on Deathstroke's head also receded like running water, revealing a young and handsome face with a faint smile on his lips.

Crushing was stunned for a moment, because she didn't expect Deathstroke to be so young and handsome in another world. The violent wolf was thrown into the sun by the downtrodden, but the downtrodden was directly wiped from the world by the death knell of this other world. To a certain extent, this reflects the gap in strength.

Millie didn't feel anything about it, she just watched, but Wally quickly blocked her view.

"What's good about the old man? Don't look at it." He muttered in a low voice.

"Huh? Yes? But judging from human standards, he should be less than thirty years old, right?" Milly naturally tilted her head. She didn't know why Wally said that the other party was an old man.

"He's old anyway... Yes, he may just look younger. Look at me, I have more potential than him." Wally posed in a toned pose, showing off the lean muscles under his uniform.

Milly lowered her head in embarrassment: "It's too dark here, I can't see your face clearly..."

Can't see clearly, clearly...

"puff."

Black Wally was sunk in an instant, and Billy beside him made a suppressed laugh. Some of the food residue in his mouth spurted out, and he wiped it back into his mouth with his fat hand.

He had discovered that Wally liked Milly a long time ago, but the two of them often couldn't connect online, and they often didn't talk about the same thing, making a lot of jokes.

"Oh, it's better to be my wife." While thinking, he touched his wife with his round fingertips, and the two-dimensional girl on the phone screen suddenly smiled like a flower.