Superman's Ending Manual

The strange thing jumped high from the windowsill, and its figure quickly blended into the thick twilight.

Soon, it jumped onto the railing of a rooftop and put on the "anchor sunglasses" in its hand. The world at dusk was grayer under the filter of the lens.

The strange thing pressed the button on the right side of the sunglasses, and a map immediately appeared in the field of vision.

"It's so fast. It's only been a few minutes, and she has already reached the coast of Gujiu Sicun... Fortunately, she stopped there and didn't move. It only takes eight minutes to rush over from here."

The strange thing raised an eyebrow and muttered to himself.

It put on the "spider web launcher" and "night belt" in advance, kicked the railing with both feet and jumped forward, and the blazing white spider silk shot out from its wrist and stuck to the huge billboard.

Grabbing the spider silk, the figure flew in the flashy neon, and the absurd advertising words were covered by the whistling wind.

Seven minutes later, Gujiu Sicun Coast.

The strange thing remained invisible, restrained its footsteps, and slowly walked down the coastal stairs, with empty eyes through sunglasses looking at the beach in front.

Under the moonlight, a figure stood on the beach. She inserted a straw into the transparent bag in her hand and sucked the red liquid in the bag, as if drinking tomato juice.

The strange thing stepped on the sand and kicked a stone away.

Bai Ziling turned her face to the side, tilted her red eyes, and glanced at the coastal stairs with her peripheral vision.

She turned slowly, with her back to the sea, her pale white hair blowing in the sea breeze, dyed the color of moonlight, and her right hand hidden behind her was holding a bag of blood.

"Why do you keep following me?"

Bai Ziling asked softly, tilting her head, with her snow-white hair hanging on her shoulders.

The strange thing lifted the power of the "Night Belt", stopped on the stairs, and raised his hands high in a surrender gesture.

"Sure enough, you found me the last few times... I thought it was just a coincidence that you got rid of me."

"Then... why are you looking for me?"

Bai Ziling stared at it motionlessly, with one hand behind his back and the other hand lifting the pale white hair on his forehead.

The strange thing lowered his head slightly, raised his empty eyes from his sunglasses, and introduced himself: "My name is 'Strange Thing', I'm a homeless person, okay... now I'm not a homeless person, but a wanted criminal on the run. Have you seen me on TV?"

"These are not important." Bai Ziling shook his head and asked expressionlessly, "I just want to know, why are you looking for me?"

"I want to make a friend with you."

The strange thing took off his sunglasses, took off his belt, and put it back in his bag.

"I don't need friends."

Bai Ziling said softly, his eyes wandered away from it, and his peripheral vision looked at the sea.

"Why, aren't you lonely?" The strange thing whispered, "Vampires also need friends. As long as they are alive, they need to connect with others."

"Actually, I already have a friend... I'm waiting for it."

"Uh... I dare to ask, who is your friend?"

The strange thing raised an eyebrow that didn't exist, wondering if the friend that Bai Ziling was talking about was another vampire?

It's not surprising. Since there is a vampire, it means that there must be her kind in the world.

Bai Ziling raised her red eyes slightly, and looked at the strange thing calmly, as if looking behind it.

"Behind you." She was silent for a while, and then spoke.

The strange thing was stunned, slowly put down his raised hands, pointed to his chest, and muttered to himself.

"Uh... behind me?"

Bai Ziling stared at it from a distance, nodded gently after a while, and remained silent.

The next moment, the strange thing suddenly heard a strange panting sound coming from behind him, like a primitive beast. The panting sound was getting closer and closer to it, as if it had spread into a substantial pressure that enveloped the back of the strange thing, presenting a strange, chaotic dark red color.

"Hey, I met you again." A hoarse voice came from behind, "Strange thing..."

The strange thing listened to the movement from behind, slowly turned its face, and its peripheral vision met the angry sight of the young dragon, and the corners of its mouth raised fearlessly.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, baby dragon."

It paused, lowered its face, and said faintly: "It's fate...isn't it?"

At this moment, Ke Mingye in the bedroom was already sweating profusely. He took a deep breath, and the cold air pierced his lungs like a sharp sword.

"Sure enough, does Zi Ling know the elementary school student?"

Ke Mingye muttered to himself, while flipping through the comic book and sorting out the clues in his mind.

"From the images transmitted by the brain imaging helmet in the cinema, it can be seen that the elementary school student is likely to know Bai Ziling's hidden identity."

"Zi Ling has at least met Ke Yongzhu after she turned into a dragon. Otherwise, the image she imagined at that time could not be so close to the appearance of the Dragon of Disaster."

"Ah... It's still too difficult to find Zi Ling alone. I should have thought that I might run into an elementary school student."

At this moment, Bai Ziling took off her sandals and walked barefoot on the beach carelessly, with her snow-white hair fluttering in the sea breeze.

"It looks like..." she said softly, "It doesn't seem to agree that I can be your friend."

The strange thing stopped where it was, afraid that if it took one more step, the dragon behind it would twist its head off, which would be so embarrassing.

So it spread its hands, turned back to look at Bai Ziling, and asked, "Why do you need its permission to be friends with you? Are you still conjoined twins?"

The Dragon of Disaster's brows curved downwards, its pupils narrowed slightly, and the red gold light in its pupils was as dazzling as magma. It was breathing heavily, and the air exhaled from its mouth and nose was mixed with fine flames. The sharp fangs flickered in and out, as if trying to suppress anger.

Long stared at the strange thing for a long time and asked word by word: "Why, why do you want to get close to her?"

"If you ask me why, of course it's to make friends."

"friend?"

"Yes, it's just like me making friends with you." The weird thing held his chin thoughtfully and murmured to himself, "Yes, it makes sense... Since you and I are friends, then so are friends of friends. My friend, so this lovely vampire should be considered my friend, right?"

Bai Ziling raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes from his snow-white hair, and asked curiously.

"Is that so? So you are friends?"

"Yes," the strange thing said, taking two steps back, coming to the side of the Dragon of Disaster, and hooking up with it one-sidedly, "We are friends."

It said seriously, and then patted the Disaster Dragon's shoulder hard: "A super, super good friend, so good that I can use my head as a ball for it to play, or we often get together, it's okay Just go have a panda hot pot meal.”

Bai Ziling was stunned: "Panda hot pot?"

The strange thing nodded vigorously: "Yes, we often get together to eat panda hot pot, and it is so cute. Every time I see a panda, I can't stop drooling..."

"Shut up--!"

The Dragon of Disaster roared in anger, and drank a mouthful of fire from its bottomless blood throat, and in an instant burned the strange thing's right hand on its shoulder.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

The strange thing lowered its head and blew wind hard on its right arm, trying to extinguish the flames. Finally, it sighed, and had no choice but to tear off its right arm and throw it on the beach.

Lest the flames burn along the remaining arm to the whole body, it would be more gain than loss.

"I'll ask you one last time...why do you want to get close to her?"

Long's pupils were hidden under the shadow of his eyebrows, and his voice was hoarse and gloomy.

The strange thing turned its face sideways, glanced at it silently, and said slowly: "It's to remind her of something that will happen tomorrow."

"What's the matter?" Bai Ziling asked. Her voice contained no emotion.

"yes……"

The strange thing was about to speak when he was rudely interrupted by the Dragon of Disaster beside him: "Don't listen to this guy, he likes nonsense. Last time he said he was Conan Dolph, I'm going to Get rid of him and shut him up..."

As it spoke, it had already raised its sharp claws and probed towards the strange thing's head.

Bai Ziling shook his head, "No, I want to hear what it has to say. Can you be quiet first?"

The Dragon of Disaster was startled for a moment and opened its mouth as if it wanted to say something. Then it slowly lowered its red eyes, retracted its claws, and squatted on the beach like a cat.

"Okay..." It swallowed water and spit out a hoarse voice from its throat.

The strange thing grinned slightly and reached out to rub the Disaster Dragon's head: "That's right, baby dragon, how can you be so rough with your friends?"

"Get away." The Dragon of Disaster slapped its hand away.

In the moonlight, the light in Bai Ziling's eyes was as dazzling as gems. She raised her eyes from her sand-stained feet, looked at the strange thing without moving, and asked softly.

"So...what did you want to say just now?"

"It's a very important thing."

The strange thing met her gaze, raised an index finger, and spoke slowly.

"Something important?"

The strange thing nodded, with a hint of joking in his tone: "Yes, and it is also related to our good friend Baby Dragon. It would be better to say..." It paused, slowly lowered its gaze, and looked at the squatting person. The dragon on the ground said, "This matter is all about it."

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