In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 439: The Prelude to the Cold Wind (Part 1)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In the corridor of the manor, Lux walked through the darkness alone, holding a toolbox in his hand, which he just found out from the warehouse downstairs. Bill's body was left in the bathroom, and he had to get rid of it.

Go up the stairs, and then walk through a short corridor. Ignoring the gunshots and screams from the crowd downstairs, he walked all the way to the original reception room. Now, there is only scorched black walls and scattered glass.

Lex frowned. He still had a question that he hadn't solved. Since Clark was born with abilities beyond ordinary people, why did he appear very weak when he first appeared?

While thinking about this question, he walked into the bathroom. Before that, he dragged Laonnell's body in, and now he was leaning against the toilet. An old man who has been up and down for half his life, after death, is no different from other people.

Lex squatted down, looked at Laonnell's face, and felt the wound on his body ache. Jojo's pain.

Lionel has been beating Lex all the time, whenever his business is not going well, or someone provokes him, he will grab the things next to him and beat Lex until Today, Leonel faced Schiller again, and after still being angry, he still left some scars on Lex's back.

Lex murmured to himself in a low voice: "You know what? The most difficult thing is not to pretend to be stupid, but to make a painful expression when you strike..."

"Actually, I don't feel any pain. The miraculous liquid seems to reduce my pain sensation and improve my self-healing ability."

Lex talked to himself, picked up the saw from the toolbox, and began to dispose of Leonel's body.

When he just took off one arm, suddenly, the phone in the reception room rang, and Lux ​​frowned, looking out of the bathroom door.

He threw down the saw, stood up, didn't care about the blood on his trouser legs, and came to the reception room. He found that the wall phone on the wall was still unaffected, and it was continuously ringing sharply .

He stretched out his hand, picked up the phone and put it next to his ear, and heard a small titter from the other side, a voice that made him feel strange appeared on the other end of the phone, and he heard the other party say:

"Hello, Lux" Luthor, I'm a comedian, have you ever seen a comedy? "

"Who are you? Why do you know I'm here?"

"That's not important, Lux, don't worry about these minutiae, it's like this, I'm a clown who just moved from Gotham, and in order to make my comedy show famous, I put the first The location of the tour is set here, do you want to buy a ticket?"

"No." Lux denied it, and was about to hang up the phone, but just as he made this action, he heard the other side of the phone say:

"It seems that you want to participate in the show, just right, a great comedy always needs a few supporting roles."

"Also, do you know where I am now? Look down, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Lex instinctively glanced at the floor with his eyes, and followed his gaze, passing through the layers of floors and ceilings, all the way down, and then down, until he came to the underground of the mayor's mansion.

This is a monitoring room that is completely different from the old-fashioned manor style. The cold light of many advanced electronic devices flickers along the reflection of the light on the floor all the way forward. There are densely packed screens covering the entire three walls.

In the room surrounded by screens, there is a chair, the chair is turned around, and a man in a dark long suit with clown makeup on his face is showing a crazy smile.

He put one leg on the other, held the phone in his hand, and said to the other side: "To be honest, it's much cooler here than on the ground, and I'll be here quietly preparing for the next performance, When I need you to play, I will call you again."

A series of crazy laughter came from the phone, Lux held the phone in front of him, and frowned deeply.

Someone has already gone to the underground of the manor in advance? Rex thought with some doubts, this is wrong, where did this self-proclaimed comedian get this information? How did you find the entrance? How do you get in without a key?

After thinking for a while, he put the phone to his ear again, and then dialed a number. After the other party connected, he said, "Hello? Bruce?"

Bruce's voice was a little panting, it sounded like he had just been exercising, and his voice was low, as if he was avoiding someone's search, he said: "What's the matter?"

"Do you remember any comedians on the list of people who attended the banquet?"

Bruce also frowned, he had a bad feeling, and then he heard Lux ​​say: "I received a call just now, a comedian who claimed to be a clown seems to have entered the Under the manor, I suspect that there may be some kind of monitoring equipment there that can see our situation."

"He may have found the door leading to the underground and has already gone in. If you still want that treasure, you'd better act fast."

Bruce's mind is no longer on the treasure. He turned his head and glanced outside the door. The agent hadn't chased him yet, so he said quickly, "Are you sure he calls himself a clown?"

"That's right, he said he was going to hold a comedy show here. When he was talking, he kept snickering, like a mental patient who couldn't control himself. Before hanging up the phone, he went crazy. Laugh, the sharp laughter made my eardrum hurt..."

"Listen..." Bruce's tone suddenly sank, and he said, "Although I don't know why he appears here, I must remind you that he is the most dangerous lunatic in the world."

"If he calls you again, don't listen to his demagogy, don't think about his logic, and don't ask him why..."

Lex's complexion also gradually became serious. Although he and Bruce had known each other for a short time, he also admitted that the person opposite had the same wisdom as him.

He also knows that Bruce, who pretends to be a **** on the outside, is actually a serious and unsmiling person who will not make jokes easily. When he says something in a serious tone, it means that the matter is serious. The severity may have exceeded anyone's estimates.

"It sounds like you know him, but don't tell me he's a madman in Gotham."

"No..."

When Bruce denied this, Lux breathed a sigh of relief. During the two years he was sane, he had heard other people talk about Gotham. They said it was a city of madmen. Every criminal who comes out there is the deadliest killer in other cities.

But soon, Bruce's cold voice came:

"Compared to him, no one else in Gotham can be considered a lunatic."

This sentence is colder than the blizzard outside the window. When the cold wind hits the glass, it is like a classical symphony. This sound echoes in the corridor, with a hint of weirdness and horror atmosphere.

Clark walked quickly back to his room, he didn't feel cold, but just felt a little angry, the group of agents didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, just kept shooting at him, he Never seen anyone like it.

He took a deep breath, went to the bed and picked up the pillow, then threw it on the bed again, puffing through his nose, just like all small town youths on the East Coast, when Clark was angry, Just want to get out of the house and stay in the barn, or walk in the wheat fields.

He stood up again, and walked to the window. The sunlight reflected by the snow landed on the extremely high-powered light bulb, making people unable to open their eyes. Obviously, there were no barns, no wheat fields, and no meeting place. Go find his parents in the barn or in the wheat field.

Clark began to feel homesick again.

During the time he came to the metropolis to study in university, he encountered many problems that young people in small towns would encounter.

The new world outside is not as exciting as he imagined, or in other words, the price he has to pay is much greater than he imagined.

He couldn't wait to go home and talk about these troubles with his parents, but he was drawn into another vortex that he was completely unfamiliar with, and he didn't know how to get out.

Clark's mind was in a mess. He stood by the window for a while, then turned and left. He wanted to go upstairs to talk to the professor. He thought it might make him better, but when he thought of the previous chair According to Le, he didn't even get two hours of sleep that night, and Clark felt that it was impolite for him to disturb him like this.

"The Sword Comes"

But he was eager to find someone to talk to, so he thought, it would be good to go to Lux, maybe he could continue to chat with him about the topic that he hadn't finished talking about before.

But at this moment, with a "bang", the door was knocked open, several agents rushed in, pointed their guns at Clark, Clark instinctively took two steps back, he found that these agents were The group of people who fought with him before.

"What are you doing?! You..."

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several pistols fired at the same time, and the bullets poured towards Clark, and the expression on Clark's face became even more angry.

He stretched out his hand, and all the bullets hovered in the air. Then, afterimages that were too fast to be seen flew past the suspended bullets, and with a "bang", the gun in the front agent's hand was shot Was beaten and flew out.

"Boom! Oh——"

There was a loud noise, followed by an exclamation, and the lead agent was thrown onto the bed by Clark.

The agent standing at the door raised his gun again and wanted to shoot, Clark grabbed a desk lamp and threw it~IndoMTL.com~ directly knocked him to the ground, and the last agent was knocked down by his elbow.

Clark took a few breaths, not because he was tired, but because he was angry. He didn't understand why this group of people would target him like this.

From the very beginning, his purpose was to put out the fire, and he successfully extinguished the fire. In the process, he didn't offend anyone, but the group shot when they saw him.

Just thinking of this, Clark had a thought. He turned his head and stretched out his arms to block the agent who attacked again. The agent who was thrown on the bed by him before did not pass out, but waited for an opportunity to sneak attack.

Clark was really a little angry. He was about to throw a fist when suddenly, a sense of dizziness came over him, making him dazed for a moment. Then, there was a spreading weakness. fell down.

He felt as if something was interfering with him, making the scope of his biological position extremely small, and his strength was also weakened. More importantly, he lost this feeling of full power, which made him very uncomfortable. To adapt, I can't adjust my body for a while.

The agent was also taken aback when he saw Clark suddenly fall down, but soon he realized that he turned around and walked towards the other side of the room, trying to retrieve the pistol that Clark had shot flying, Clark She stood up trying to stop him, but her body didn't listen.

Just when the agent walked over with a gun, Clark could only cough dryly on the spot, but at this moment, a figure passed by him, making a few "bang bang bang", and he saw that his fists were folded In the meantime, the agent's gun was shot out again.

In a blur of vision, Clark saw that the figure crouched down to check his condition, and then he saw Bruce's face.