Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops in the beginning

Chapter 154 The Corpse of Doomsday
Chen Guang was taken aback for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Why?"

The death knell was also confused by the question, and he thought there was no reason for this, so he knelt on the ground and answered honestly: "You can catch subsonic bullets directly out of thin air, and you can also destroy me at a speed far faster than me when I retreat at full speed. Even if you have never been trained and are just an ordinary person, relying solely on this speed, I don’t think I have any chance of winning.”

As he said that, the death knell lowered his arm a little, raised his forearm and shrugged: "I don't want to die yet, besides, my mission has just begun, and I haven't caused any deep hatred with you. The conflict is not too serious. Of course, there is no need to die rather than submit .”

Of course, Chen Guang also knows what Deathstroke said, mainly because in his impression, Deathstroke has engaged in the Justice League more than once, bombed The Flash, and dared to point a gun at Louis in front of Superman.

This kind of man who had eaten the guts of a leopard was so cowardly in front of him, which really surprised Chen Guang for a while.

But then he realized... Isn't this the same as those terrorists who dared to shoot Superman?The future death knell is so lawless and looks down on everyone in the Justice League. In essence, he understands that he seems to be facing a group of invincible superhumans, but in fact he is just playing house with them.

A battle without a life-and-death crisis is of course a play, otherwise what else could it be?
So the death knell is like a player holding infinite resurrection coins, who dares to show his knife to any star-level superhero, because he can fail countless times, while those superheroes can only fail once.

But when facing Ms. Shiva, whose combat ability far surpassed his own, Death Knell faltered. He didn't have the slightest stance to show off his power in front of superheroes like Superman and Flash... because he knew that if he dared to make waves, he would really was killed.

Chen Guang shook his head speechlessly. This is the principle of not killing. Anyway, the enemy knows that he will never die. He can even ask superheroes to save him when he is in danger.

The Joker has blown up hospitals and schools more than once, killing thousands of children and innocent people. Didn't Batman protect him well?

But... Will there be Joker and Batman in the future of this world?
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Deathstroke was locked in a simple iron cage, and he behaved very honestly, as if he was really bound by Thomas' hands tied behind his back.

Chen Guang knew that Deathstroke would find an opportunity to escape after he left, but he didn't care much because he had a new idea.

For so long, I have been exercising my sixth sense, and even kept restraining my other senses for this reason. Except for using my various abilities in the face of reverse lightning, I usually do things based on intuition.

But seven years have passed, and after seven years of being a firefighter again, the feeling of mortals has gradually returned to him, but his spiritual perception still hasn't improved significantly.

Chen Guang guessed that it was because he didn't mobilize it at all. He just lived a step-by-step life. Of course, his subconscious didn't need all kinds of summary information to inform him.If you want to be spiritually active, you need at least a small goal.

So he interrupted Thomas' question to Deathstroke, and first asked, "How much money did the Owl Court pay you to kill Thomas for this mission?"

Deathstroke is a mercenary with great professional ethics. He usually doesn't reveal the information of his employer, so he pretended to be stupid: "What court of owls? I haven't heard of it, but my employer promised to give me a billion dollars to kill Thomas Wayne." .”

Chen Guang found it interesting: "You haven't heard of the Owl Court? That's right, it's just hiring a killer. There's no need to reveal too much information. The one who sent you the mission is just a young man on the bright side."

As he spoke, Chen Guang looked at Thomas and asked, "Johnson Mosner, have you heard of this name?"

Thomas was still wearing the black helmet at this time, and I don't know if it was out of family custom, revealing his broad white chin.It's just that there are no bat ears on the head, and there is no bat element in the outfit.

After pondering for a moment, Thomas said thoughtfully: "I remember, he was a young man with some potential. His father was once one of my business partners, but I sued the other party after breaking the contract and cutting corners. There is no connection. It’s just that not long ago, his child inherited his company, and it’s said that it’s doing well now.”

Chen Guang nodded: "It seems that he is a newcomer to the Owl Court."

Thomas was silent for a moment, then sighed.

It was hard for him to imagine how deeply the city had been corroded.

Or... this city was born amidst corruption.

And the death knell in the cage has gone numb.

He quickly used the meditation techniques he learned on the eastern plateau to suppress all thoughts in his mind, preventing any superficial thoughts from being exposed to the surface.

It was just a thought that he couldn't suppress no matter what, and his brain waves broadcast like howling: How the hell can you read minds?Do you want to be so against the sky!How to deal with such a person?If I only had speed, I could still think of a way, but if I could read my mind, any plan would be exposed immediately, what a fart!If I had known that Thomas knew such a person, I would not have accepted this task from the beginning!
Then another thought also came up, and Chen Guang felt that the death knell was extremely rejoicing: Fortunately, the little gangster who hired me to kill Chen Guang before was poor, so I didn't accept the task before killing Thomas, otherwise it might be possible. can't survive today...

Chen Guang found it interesting: "It turns out that guy named Weiss asked you to assassinate me? It seems that he couldn't afford to hire you, and in the end he just brought a group of men to trouble me directly...so he blinded him." People are you? If this implies that you will also become a one-eyed man in the future, there is a kind of literary confrontation."

When Death Bell heard Chen Guang's words, his heart twitched again.

Damn, he really can read minds!
Absolutely cannot become an enemy with such a person... Absolutely not!
But what did his last two sentences mean?What is he implying?
He's going to poke my eyes out?Why?It's not necessary, I'm not his opponent, that Weiss is also his enemy, definitely not to help the other party take revenge on himself, right?
The death knell uses cranky thoughts to divert his attention here, so that he has no time to think about the hidden secrets that must not be revealed.

Chen Guang was not interested in his secrets either, he just said suddenly: "After you go back... I don't know what the organizational structure of your mercenary world is, anyway, take the one billion that person paid you, and come to offer me a reward head."

Death Bell raised his head in astonishment, and asked in doubt: "Sorry, did I not hear clearly, or did you miss some grammatical prepositions?"

Thomas was also startled by Chen Guang's words, and hurriedly asked, "Chen, what do you want to do?"

Chen Guang waved his hands and said, "It's nothing. It's so boring to search for these little mice all over the world. I'm not a cat. As a human being, of course, I have to use my wisdom to create traps and wait for these little mice to fall into the trap. This is efficient." way of cleaning."

Having said that, of course Chen Guang did not plan to set any traps.

The reason he did this was to start actively training his spirituality.

Although he didn't think those mercenaries would pose any danger to him, if spirituality itself could only perceive danger, it couldn't be called a perceptual behavior that could be juxtaposed with other senses.

If he can guess when and how each killer will attack him without collecting any information, then Chen Guang feels that his spirituality can be regarded as a small accomplishment.

After listening to Chen Guang's words, Thomas couldn't help showing a moved expression. He still tried to dissuade him: "Chen, this is too dangerous. Those mercenaries will do everything they can. Even if you are very strong, you still have to consider Karl. Are you safe? You don’t want Karl to live in fear all the time, do you?”

When Chen Guang thought about it, it was indeed the truth.

It just so happens that the difficulty can be increased a bit, and I want to kill the killers every time before they appear in front of Karl.

In order not to affect Carl's physical and mental health problems, I guess my subconscious will work harder, right?

Seeing Chen Guang's insistence, Thomas could only sigh helplessly, but when he thought of Chen Guang catching the bullet before, it was as silent as if someone handed him a peanut, like an antelope hanging horns, and wondered if his worries were superfluous ?

The death knell was silent for a moment, but he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't care how crazy these rich people and people with superpowers were playing, all he knew was that his life was probably saved today.

So he said in a low voice: "I agree..."

----

Dawn rises over Gotham.

Wayne Manor is far away from the city center. Last night, the conflict was comparable to a local war. Under the cover of Thomas, it was not publicized.

Thomas has already been torn apart with the Owl Court, he doesn't want to drag people from government agencies to end, the Wayne family has to fight against the Owl Court alone, and Thomas is full of confidence because of Chen Guang's return.

He was extremely grateful that his son Bruce had made Carl as a friend, who was able to give the Wayne family such a powerful foreign aid.

A secret organization like the Court of Owls does not officially exist. As long as the members of the Wayne family are not dead, the bodies of those sharp claws will not exist in principle. In the briefing last night, it could even be said that there were no deaths.

So to the average Gotham citizen, last night seemed eerily peaceful.

Only the world of killers caused a lot of trouble... Because the legendary mercenary Deathstroke didn't complete the mission, and even after returning, he issued an assassination mission, and the reward amount was as high as one billion!
The trickiness of this made many people feel that something was wrong, but such a high bounty still made the eyes of countless mercenaries glow green.

This is one billion dollars!

After completing this order, not to mention certain personal killers, even some relatively small and exquisite organizations can each send a sum of alimony to go home for the elderly.

For a moment, the eyes of countless killers around the world turned to Gotham.

It's just that the weirdness of Gotham recently made many cautious mercenaries not rush to do it.

They plan to wait and see what happens for the time being, and collect more information.

And the strange thing about Gotham recently is that...it has been a day and a night, not a single murder case has occurred, not a single murder case has occurred, and even the disappearance case has been closed within less than 3 hours after the report.

The action of the Gotham police seems to be stronger than ever.

Gordon, from the Gotham Police Department, looked suspiciously at the alarm call that hadn't rang for several hours.

The partner wearing a cowboy hat next to him ate a sandwich, lay leisurely on the chair, and said with emotion: "Ah, if only every day was so easy, I didn't see a single person after I went to work for the whole lunch break. dead body."

Another policeman asked suspiciously: "The reporting rate is so low today? Is it a holiday?"

An older police officer snorted and said disdainfully: "No, today is not a holiday, today is a fucking working day. It seems that those criminals also need to work, and they only come out to commit crimes when they are on vacation. In my opinion The vacation should be cancelled."

These words immediately drew glaring glances from all the police officers in the office.

At this moment, Gordon seemed to remember something, his complexion changed, he stood up suddenly, and rushed out of the police station.

The others looked at Gordon inexplicably, thinking that he had discovered something wrong, and quickly followed.

The policeman in a cowboy hat looked at Gordon squatting in the alley behind the police station, checked various lines, and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter Gordon, what did you find?"

Gordon stood up in a daze, and muttered to himself: "There is no problem with the line...It's strange, why didn't I receive a call to the police today."

A good cop in Gotham has nothing to do.

It sounds magical.

In Wayne Manor, Alfred came to the living room with a plate of biscuits, looked at Bruce and Carl who were sitting in front of Martha's lecture, his face softened, and he said softly: "Madam, you must be tired after studying for so long , have a snack first."

Carl and Bruce turned their heads, saw Alfred, looked at each other immediately, and secretly cheered.Then he turned his head and looked at Martha expectantly.

Having just experienced a battle with the Owl Court, how could Martha allow Bruce and Carl to leave Wayne Manor to go to school, but the children's studies must not be left behind, and she herself directly served as the teacher of the two children.

Seeing the expectant eyes of the two children, Martha felt that her heart was about to melt. Although she was strict in teaching, her love for the children was absolutely true, so she pretended to sigh and said with a helpless smile: " Go, you two little slobs."

Then he looked at Alfred and complained: "You dote on them too much, what if they drop their studies and fail to get into a good university in the future?"

Alfred complained: "Madam, the courses you teach them are enough for them to use in the third year of high school, and they are even far more profound than the student unions of ordinary universities. They are only seven years old."

Chen Guang also came in at this time, found the small biscuits baked by Alfred, walked up, and wanted to eat one.

However, the moment he stretched out his hand, his figure suddenly disappeared for a second.

The adults in the room were not surprised, but the two children had biscuits stuffed in their mouths. Seeing this scene, their eyes lit up.

A second later, when Chen Guang reappeared, Carl swallowed all the biscuits in his mouth in one breath, crushed them instantly with his powerful throat muscles, and then ran over excitedly and asked: " Dad! How many people have you saved this time!"

Seeing this scene, Bruce crazily chewed the biscuits in his mouth like a little hamster, but the speed was not as fast as Carl's. If Martha hadn't stopped him, he would have almost choked himself.

Only then did Chen Guang pick up the biscuit and stuff it into his mouth. Alfred's technique was really exquisite, even surpassing many professional pastry chefs.

He nodded in satisfaction: "The biscuits that have just come out of the oven and have not even had time to put them on the plate are really the best."

Hearing this, Alfred bowed slightly humbly.

Chen Guang patted Carl's head, wiped off the biscuit crumbs on his hand, and said with a smile: "Not much, this time I just saved a little girl of your age. I read the criminal's heart, it was that A type who will not repent, so he has been sent to the Antarctic base for labor reform."

Martha asked curiously, "Antarctica? Why is it Antarctica?"

Chen Guang shook his head with a smile, and pressed his voice into a line into Martha's ears: "That's a coming-of-age gift for Carl, let me keep it secret for now."

Carl wasn't curious about this, so he just cheered and said, "Daddy's great!"

At this time, Karl's eyes no longer had the confusion he had when he directly killed the Claw Assassin, but were full of hope and yearning.

He shouted excitedly: "When I grow up, can I protect others like my father? Right now, my speed is too slow. I really hope that day will come sooner!"

Bruce looked at this scene enviously. Although he was only seven years old, he could tell that everyone was different. He also knew that Carl was Chen Guang's child, so he would naturally inherit his superpower.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head in disappointment.

It's a pity, my father is just a mere billionaire, and I can only inherit his hundreds of billions of dollars in the future.

----

Metropolis, somewhere in an underground government experiment base.

A huge corpse was put into a freezer, and countless researchers in white coats circled around it, taking out a needle with a glowing green needle from time to time, and stabbing it into the muscles of this monster covered in white bone spurs. Draw out a tube of blood.

If Chen Guang saw this corpse, he would recognize it instantly.

It has a famous name - Doomsday.

In other parallel universes, the best record is killing Superman.According to the setting, it has the ability to resurrect infinitely, and nothing seems to be able to kill it a second time.

But now, it is lying quietly on the experimental table, without any life, and it does not have the destructive aura of its name.

One of the female researchers, her head was covered by a huge bright silver helmet, tightly exposing her normal mouth and nose.

She took the report and reported to a Hispanic general in camouflage uniform: "General, you see, we saw these data in the medical examination report of a certain campus in Gotham."

The general looked at the dense symbols and numbers on the report, rubbed his forehead, and said, "You can just say the conclusion, I don't understand these things."

"Yes."

The female researcher, who covered her face, smiled like a snake and said, "In this seven-year-old male whose registration name is 'Carl'...we found DNA very similar to Doomsday."

"Preliminary inference...he should be the descendant of the aliens that should have fallen in the UFO that should have fallen over the metropolis seven years ago."

Her tone became excited: "This kind of DNA is both human-like and non-human. It is not reproductively isolated from humans, but it is completely different from humans. The other party is definitely a hybrid of aliens and humans!"

The general's face suddenly became serious, and he frowned and said, "You mean, the UFO seven years ago was actually an alien spaceship. And that alien lived incognito on Earth for seven years. a child?"

(End of this chapter)