Superman's Ending Manual

"Bombs connected to three, game over."

Ke Mingye lowered his eyes, and as he spoke, all six playing cards in his hand fell to the floor with a "pop" sound.

Then he raised his head and looked at Bai Zini with great pride. He saw that she was so angry that she almost crumpled her playing cards into a ball, so she entered into the classic post-war lip-syncing phase.

"Hey, little girl, you've been bragging for a long time and you don't seem to have any real stuff. Why do I feel like I'm winning so easily?"

You Minglu stared at the playing cards on the ground and was in a daze for a while. Then he reacted belatedly, then turned his head and leaned into Bai Zini's ear and asked softly.

"Senior, we lost again, what should we do?"

"Why do I feel... like I'm being played again?"

Bai Zini lowered her head, frowned, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly, and held two playing cards weakly in her hands.

She thought to herself, if only the two people sitting next to her were criminals, just like imagining these two people as that damn weird thing!

Then she would just lift up Cinderella and take these two people away with two bangs, without having to suffer such cowardice!

But it's a pity that it's not the case. One of them is her brother and the other is her junior. She can't vent her anger...

It would be nice if that dice punching bag appeared on the TV screen right now. She immediately rode her umbrella to find it to vent her anger. It was a daily must-have product to relieve stress.

The weirdest episode I miss the most.

I'm so angry, so angry. Bai Zini gritted her teeth in hatred.

"It's starting again," Ke Mingye raised his eyes and stared at her, sarcastically saying, "If you lose, you will be acted by your teammates, right? You are too classic."

"No, review, must review!"

Bai Zini muttered while thinking about the card game just now.

Although You Minglu didn't appear to be as outrageous as Ke Mingye last time, so much that he offended his teammates. But most of the time, she was playing cards blindly, just like playing a backgammon version of Landlords on the Internet, where the highlights were brighter.

But just as she was about to turn around and say something to You Minglu, the other party started to defend herself, with a pitiful tone.

"Senior sister, we, a match-selling little girl living in a garbage dump, have never played Landlords. You can't ask too much of me."

"I'll go and leave that stack of buffs?"

Ke Mingye murmured to himself, really frightened by this series of remarks, so he turned to Bai Zini and asked: "Teacher Bai Zini, are all your classmates so abstract? You are indeed someone who gets along well with you."

"Get lost, she's the only one like this."

"Indeed, I am the only one among senior's friends who picks up trash." You Minglu said sadly.

Bai Zini held her forehead and sighed: "Please stop talking, otherwise I will suffer from high blood pressure due to your combination of punches."

"So where is my red envelope? I'm willing to admit defeat, so I can't default on it." Ke Mingye asked while sorting the playing cards on the ground.

"Tch, I'll just pay it back for her."

Bai Zini said angrily while sending red envelopes on her mobile phone.

"Brother, just wait. If you're on my side, you'll blow up your teammates. If you're opposite me, you'll kill them randomly. You're obviously pretending to be me, right? Wait until Xiao Ling comes and see if we beat you violently."

"Hey, after I was scolded by you yesterday, I suddenly had an epiphany. This is a genius in the poker world. I think I have to fly to Macau tonight to film "God of Gamblers 007"."

"Go away, if my teammates hadn't been so stupid, how could I have lost so many games to you!"

After Bai Zini sent out the red envelopes on her mobile phone, she was still verbally dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes, you will be stubborn until you die."

Ke Mingye said this and was about to lower his head and click on the red envelope when bubbles suddenly appeared on the communication icon in the upper right corner of his field of vision. He remained calm and popped the bubble with his thoughts.

The chat panel popped up and came into view.

[Anti-dog: I advise you to stay away from the player whose ID was "Gastro" just now. The details of this player are still unclear, and he may not necessarily be on our side. 】

[Failed Man: What do you mean, isn’t he here for my little sister? 】

[Anti-Dog: It’s hard to say. Anyway, keep your distance from him until you find out his details. From the perspective of ability, he should be a player who specializes in mind control skills, and this skill has a high probability of spreading contamination. Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why he can control so many ordinary people's parades. 】

[Failed Man: It looks like it is a B-level skill, the effect is so exaggerated. 】

[Anti-dog: It's possible. Anyway, be careful. I won't be able to get away for the next two days. 】

[Failed Man: Why did you go? 】

[Anti-Dog: I have to do something with the gun-smuggling father. Killing him now will only affect my confidentiality work, so I have to cooperate a little. 】

[Failed Man: Oh, come on. 】

[Anti-dog: I have discussed it with Cai Bing and we will help you keep the identity of the white-haired vampire secret. Don't act rashly for now. When I come back, we will find out the details of this new guy. 】

[Failed Man: Okay. 】

At this moment, Bai Zini was playing with her cell phone with a look of despair on her face, and You Minglu suddenly said, "I won't play anymore, senior, you're being mean to me, I'm going home."

"How could I be cruel to you? If you beat me like that, you'd make a pig angry."

"It's obviously been putting pressure on me."

Ke Mingye put all the playing cards back into the box and took the liberty to interject and asked: "Why is it senior's and senior's now? Is it senior or senior?"

"Don't they all mean the same thing?"

You Minglu asked expressionlessly.

"It seems so."

Bai Zini breathed a long sigh of relief, "Forget it, then go back. Do you need me to send you off?"

"I know the way, so I don't need senior to see me off in person." You Minglu paused and suddenly said, "By the way, senior, can I add your brother's WeChat account?"

Ke Mingye raised his head and gave the other party a surprised look: "Huh?"

Bai Zini was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Why add him, to see if he can get better? But he has nothing in his circle of friends, and if you send him a WeChat message, he will only pretend to be dead."

You Minglu whispered: "Because he is the senior's family, I want to have a better relationship with the senior."

"If you want to have a better relationship with me, then stay away from this annoying guy."

While the two were talking, Ke Mingye lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, then threw it to You Minglu and said, "This is my WeChat QR code."

"Thanks."

You Minglu said as he took the phone, opened WeChat, scanned it, and added Ke Mingye's WeChat.

Bai Zini opened her mouth, originally wanting to stop her, but found that she seemed to have no reason, so she had to close her mouth and lowered her face to ask Ke Mingye.

"Brother, you won't send messages to harass my friends, right?"

"That's it. I haven't played so many games. Who do you think I am?"

Ke Mingye rolled his eyes at her as he said this, and said to himself that I still want to fight criminals. It would be great to have one more connection. From now on, I can justifiably call Little Red Riding Hood over with a text message.

If Senior Blue Owl can't solve the problem, then let Blue Owl solve it;

If that’s not enough, then call Little Red Riding Hood, the rising star among magical girls, and ask Little Red Riding Hood to send a text message to call the giant Buddha Xi Ziyue over;

If things like this still don't work, then let's activate the contacts of the dice weirdo and call all the Bake family over. The main thing is to eat soft rice.

If there is any villain who can still stand after such a combination of connections, then this person is either Zeus, the out-of-control theosophist, or his alien mother, who will not lose unfairly.

"Senior, I'm going home. See you next time." You Minglu said.

"I'll take you downstairs." Bai Zini opened the door for her and followed her down the stairs.

Ke Mingye saw that both of them had left, so he walked out of Bai Zini's room and went to the toilet.

He thought to himself as he sat on the toilet seat.

"There seems to be nothing to do today. Let's blow up Little Red Riding Hood and then rest..."

He yawned, turned on his phone, and clicked on Weibo. The first tweet that caught his eye was the speculation of a super-English blogger.

——"The last superhero who imitated Green Crow and gained fame was 'Grey Pigeon'. Less than a year after his debut, Gray Pigeon was tortured and killed by a clock customer who heard the news. Many people thought that Gray Pigeon A large part of the reason for his death was Qingya’s fault. If it weren’t for Qingya’s enmity with Clock Guest, Clock Guest wouldn’t have attacked Gray Pigeon.”

——"Because of the death of Gray Pigeon, Green Crow was unanimously boycotted by the public for a long time. It has a very bad reputation all over the world and is criticized a lot."

——"And now, after a few years, the world once again has a superhero named Blue Owl who imitates the blue crow... Oh no, he is not a superhero yet, he is just a vigilante, but I believe it It’s not long before he joins the Premier League.”

——"With the lessons learned from Gray Pigeon, it is still a question whether the recently debuted quasi-superhero 'Blue Owl' will attract the pursuit of watchmakers..."

There is a poll below this tweet.

The first option is: "The blue owl will be killed by the clockman";

The second option is: "Blue owls will not be hunted by clockmakers."

Continuing to scroll down, there is not even an option for "the blue owl will be chased by the clockman, but will not die". Because everyone agrees that once he is targeted by a watchmaker, he is finished.

Ke Mingye remained silent and slowly moved his finger to enter the voting results.

As the screen refreshed, the voting rate for "The blue owl will be killed by the clockman" was as high as 98%, completely crushing the number of votes for the other option.

He sighed softly, flipped down the page and took a look at the Weibo comments. He saw that the content was almost one-sided.

[Netizen A: "The blue crow is coming to harm the young superheroes again.\