In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 446: Scream Poetry (Part 2)
"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"
, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman
"I can tell you very responsibly that someone found old Luther's body in the bathroom of the reception room. He was already dead and dismembered."
"Poor little Luther lost his father, oh, and the poor Luther Group lost its leader too."
When the clown finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire manor froze, and everything became quiet, except for the howling of the wind and snow outside the window.
The Batman in the monitoring room saw that the people who just pressed the button froze in front of the phone, and some people stretched out their hands again, as if hesitating whether to change.
One of them, an old man over half a century old with gray sideburns, with one hand on his hips and a phone in the other, said in a confident voice:
"The Luthor Group is going to end! I'm sure that the entire Luthor Group depends on Luther alone, but he deserves it. When he was still alive, he took all the power in his hands. His son is a fool again. , this is all right!"
Many people have the same thoughts as him. They are all old foxes who have been up and down in the business world all their lives. Under Luther's control.
From their understanding, if old Luthor died without a successor, then the group must be finished.
Soon, many people thought that now, the only legitimate heir of the Luthor Group was hanging from the roof, and as long as he pressed a button, he would be blown to death.
Once he dies, the Luthor Group will completely lose the possibility of turning around. Not to mention that some people who are more familiar with Luthor can take the opportunity to carve up the corpse. The market vacated after the Luthor Group fell is enough Feed a lot of people.
But many people are still a little hesitant, because they feel that Lux is not a threat. An autistic patient who is not very good at talking, so what can he do if he lives? Will he do business? Can he turn the tide when the leader of the Luthor Group dies suddenly?
These insiders know that even in a sane situation, it is difficult to do this.
Batman saw a few yellow dots suddenly appearing in the blue. He carefully looked at the flashing yellow room. The people there looked like some dealers. It is not unexpected that there are conflicts among some agricultural product and seed distributors on the coast.
But Batman knew that the Joker would not let Lux go so easily, and sure enough, his voice sounded again:
"I know that everyone is very curious about the cause of old Luthor's death. Unfortunately, I can tell you that he was killed by Lux Luthor."
"Little Luthor is not actually an autistic patient, he not only has normal intelligence and sanity, but even has unparalleled wisdom, he designed a complicated trap, killed his father, and dismembered him. "
At this time, Clark, who was suspended in the air, spoke, and he said, "That's not the case, Lax he..."
He even wanted to explain to Lux that his voice was loud enough that it should be able to reach the guest rooms of the residents, but no one listened to him.
After the Joker gave a few examples of Lex's intelligence, for a split second the blue reflected on Batman's face turned yellow and many people changed their minds and they pressed another button.
"He actually hurt his father? He is really crazy, this murderer should die."
"No, he's too smart. Once he leaves here alive, the Luthor Group may not necessarily disintegrate, and that will affect my business..."
"The **** Luthor should die!"
"I knew it a long time ago, I knew it a long time ago, there are no good people in that family! Since the police will not come to arrest you, then you should die!"
At this time, the clown took the mobile phone in the other hand to his ear again. He listened to what the other side was saying, and then shouted:
"Okay! It seems that the vast majority of people have changed their choice, and they chose - Lux Luthor!"
"No!
" Clark shouted loudly, his face was full of pain, he kept panting, struggling with his last bit of strength, and shouted loudly:
"That scumbag has been abusing him at home! He beat him all over the body, and let him pretend to be autistic to control him, and Lux didn't mean it, he was also a victim..."
Clark tried his best to defend Lux, and through the reflection of the floor tiles, he saw that Lux was extremely weak at this time.
The wound on the back of Lux's neck began to bleed again, and there was a strong smell of blood. His head drooped, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and he could barely speak, and even began to breathe become weaker.
In the final analysis, Lux is just a teenager. During the time he was under the control of Leonel, he did not have any opportunities to exercise and exercise. On the contrary, Luthor used it against him. The drugs had a bad effect on his body, making him thinner than normal.
"Treading Stars"
No matter how talented his brain is, it still needs blood supply, and it is obvious that his blood flow rate and blood pressure are not very optimistic, and he is almost on the verge of coma.
"Look, Clark Kent! As I said, he's such a saint!"
The clown walked to the center of the room, pointed at Clark with his arms outstretched and said, "I'm not exaggerating in my praise of him!"
"Even knowing that this is a life-and-death game, he is still defending his friend Rex! Didn't he think that if Rex escapes, he will die? No! Of course he knows!"
"But he is so willing to sacrifice himself to save others, just like **** walking in this world!"
All kinds of exaggerated words of praise spit out from the clown's mouth.
However, the voting situation did not reverse, and the rope tied to Lux was pulled up bit by bit. At this moment, Batman finally confirmed that the Joker had an accomplice.
The rope that hangs the two people and the mechanism on the beam are not automatic, that is to say, another person must pull the rope, so that the two people may be pulled up.
Clark looked up and saw Lux approaching the bomb a little bit, he shouted: "No!
! "
Suddenly, the speed of pulling the rope slowed down. Although Lux was still rising, the speed was much slower, and it seemed that there was still a long way to go before the bomb.
At this moment, the clown spoke. He looked into Clark's eyes and said, "You know what? Clark, you really did me a big favor."
"Maybe you don't know how smart this guy named Lex Luthor is, but an equally annoying guy told me that he might be one of the smartest people in the world."
"I hate dealing with this kind of person. You really don't know how much effort I have put in to deal with him, but it has no effect!"
"He's different from you, he can't be tricked by pretending to be some mysterious agent and making a phone call."
"You really made the call!
" Clark said angrily, he was so angry that he felt like a clown being played around.
"That's right, it's a very simple scam, but you still fell for it, Clark, I just pretended to be an agent and deliberately led you to the bathroom to find Onel's body, so that you would feel dissatisfied with Lex. Trust."
"No way..." The clown pouted and said with a sad expression, "I'm just an ordinary comedian, a humble and unloved clown, how can I get along with a genius like Rex?" What about it?"
"I called him, pretended to be various identities to persuade him, and came up with various reasons to confuse him, but it didn't work at all."
"It is too difficult to deal with him, but it is too easy to deal with you, so I choose to let you who are so powerful and righteous deal with him."
Clark's chest began to heave non-stop, he clenched his teeth tightly, and the muscles in his mouth trembled with violent anger.
"It's okay, Clark, really..." The clown almost said in a gentle voice: "You are indeed upholding justice. He is a vicious murderer who killed his own father."
"What? You said that Onel abused him? But look..."
Speaking, the clown bent his hands into an arc and put them around his mouth to make a trumpet shape, and he shouted loudly:
"Little Luthor killed his father because Leonel Luthor is a pervert with domestic violence! He beat little Luthor all over his body, abused him, controlled him, and kept hurting him! "
"Little Luthor was just taking revenge, and he just took advantage of today's opportunity to kill his father and dismember him by using other people's hands!"
The clown yelled very loudly, although his broken voice sounded a bit harsh, but Clark knew very well that the guest rooms on several floors upstairs could hear it.
However, there was no change in the voting results, Lux was still rising slowly, and began to get closer and closer to the bomb.
"Have you seen it? No one cares about the truth you are looking for and the justice you want to uphold."
The clown seems to be talking to Clark, but Batman can feel it. His voice is directed to his heart through the screen in the monitoring room. Batman knows that the clown is talking to him, because he is The only spectator in this absurd drama.
"No." Clark's deep voice came, and his tone revealed a calmness and firmness that even surprised Batman.
"I want to sanction Lux because I think he killed someone, and I knocked him out to make sure other people won't be hurt by him."
"In the end, he and I will be tied here, not because I want to uphold justice is wrong, but because I didn't conduct a more detailed investigation before doing this, and I easily believed a Liar's nonsense."
"This is my only mistake. It's me who made the mistake, not the heart that wants to uphold justice and justice." Clark said almost word by word.
"And in this whole thing, if you have to point out that one person is at fault, then the one who is at fault must be you, you **** lunatic."
"If you didn't have some ridiculous comedy show, no one would be stuck here, no one would have a choice, no one would die."
"However, if you must find someone to play this childish game with you, then I can only tell you that you have found the wrong person."
As his words fell, he exerted strength in his waist and swung the rope vigorously, and the whole figure swung out directly, and because the rope was very long, after swinging twice, it hit the railing of the patio on the second floor.
During this process, Clark twisted his body so that his chest was facing the railing. First, the railing rubbed against the rope binding the kryptonite, and then there was a "clang", and the kryptonite that was not bound firmly was originally bound. It was directly squeezed out, drew a graceful arc in the air, and then fell to the ground.
The place where Clark was hoisted was very high, so when the kryptonite fell to the ground, there was still a distance from him. Almost instantly, Clark regained some strength, his arm exerted strength, and immediately broke free The rope ~IndoMTL.com~ then flew into the air.
The clown looked up at him from below, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to do?! Rescue the hateful murderer Lux? Is this the justice you want to uphold?!"
"No." Clark denied this, his eyes were shining brightly in the light reflected by the blizzard, his deep voice echoed in the manor, like a divine voice from heaven:
"If it was my mistake that caused all this, if it was my mistake that gave you a reason to deny justice..."
"Then I will personally make up for it."
As he spoke, he made a turn in the air, then broke the window closest to him, flew out of the window with a "swish", and came to the sky above the mayor's mansion.
His complexion was still a little pale, and the feeling of weakness and powerlessness had not passed, but he tried hard to concentrate, squeezed out the last strength in his body, and his eyes began to emit dazzling brilliance.
When the red heat rays burst out from his eyes and skipped over the land around the mayor's manor, everyone opened the windows and looked up at the god-like figure in the mid-air.
The heat rays shot out from his eyes circled the entire manor, and there was a deep ravine in all the plowed places. The whole manor was like a piece of cake cut by a knife, and the surrounding The land is completely separated.
At this time, everyone felt that the floor under their feet shook violently. They dropped the phones in their hands and fell to the ground, but their eyes kept staring out of the window.
The blizzard is getting bigger and bigger, and among the flying snowflakes, they saw that the entire mayor's manor flew up——
In other words, it was lifted up.