The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 116
Originally, according to Christina's performance in previous years, she was not good enough to represent the school in USAD, but because she realized that the gap with Li Ang was getting bigger and bigger, she actually worked hard and slowly improved her grades.

"By the way." Christina said hesitantly, "What are you doing recently? You seem to be very busy."

Li Ang replied with a normal expression: "I'm working in meme."

"Eh?!!"

The girl's startled scream was a bit harsh, and it attracted the attention of the passengers next to her. She shrank her neck and stuck out her tongue apologetically, pulled Li Ang's collar and said softly, "Are you talking about that meme company in the outskirts of the city?"

"That's right, I'm in the laboratory, assisting those experts and bigwigs to do some simple experiments."

"What experiment?"

"Uh, it's mostly dissecting small animals, slicing them for research and so on." Li Ang replied casually: "In short, it's just some very ordinary and insignificant work."

"It's fine if you don't want to say it." Christina curled her lips, looked around for a while, then leaned over and whispered, "Do you feel that the atmosphere here is strange?"

Li Ang took out a "New York Travel Guide" from the back pocket of the plane seat, flipped through it, and said absently, "It's weird there, I think it's normal."

Christina gently squeezed the back of Li Ang's hand, and pointed her index finger at Professor Durand Jones not far in front of them.

While immersed in the nostalgia of returning to New York, the middle-aged man shrank carefully in his seat, for fear of having physical contact with the two evil stars on both sides of the seat.

The muscular man on his left has a thick face, a thick back, and the spacious seat can hardly accommodate him. At first glance, he is not a loyal and honest man, but more like a wanted criminal who has taken several lives. This man is both civil and military. Bain.

On the right side of Professor Durand Jones, there is a hale and hearty middle-aged man sitting with frosty temples, with a vigorous and decisive solemn aura in his gestures—this man is exactly The death knell of professional killers.

These two great gods sat on both sides of Professor Jones, one commented with "TV Guide", and the other held the new issue of "Beautifying Home and Garden" and groaned silently. Professor Jones.

In addition, Constantine, Deadshot, Poison Ivy, and Harley Quinn were scattered in the slightly cramped economy class, and there were two people transformed by the Owl Court at the moment sitting in the corner. The green skins who came here——In order to avoid shocking the world, the two green skins code-named "Gong Ge" and "Mao Ge" were all disguised as the third Indian brother with brown complexion, and for the purpose of pursuing realism, they wore turbans on their heads He sprayed a lot of curry spices on his body, and even his accent smelled like a third brother.

Gogo is a short, fat, strong man with a fat head and big ears, strong limbs, amazing physical strength, rough and cunning.

Brother Mao is a tall, thin man with a dark and deep look, his eyes glow with wisdom that sees through everything, he is cunning and rough.

These two brothers were normal people at first, but after their souls were introduced into the green-skinned bodies, their IQs plummeted due to the sudden shrinkage of their brains.

Brother Goggle scratched his armpits, put his big furry hand under his nose and sniffed, and said softly, "Ouch, Brother Mao, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at this little book," Mao said with a solemn face, and put the "Simplified Defense Weekly" on the table in his hand, pointing to the magnificent and magnificent weapons and ordnance in the magazine, and said, "It's all Some good things, I want."

Brother Gou took a glance, and was not interested in those beautiful and neat aircraft cannons, and said contemptuously: "Everything you look at thinks it's yours."

"Of course, everything I see is mine, and what I don't see is mine too, but I didn't take it." Brother Mao smiled shyly on his ugly face, and replied frankly: "My dream is to rob the whole world." , if it comes to an end, then I will come back and grab it again."

"Brother Mao is mighty and domineering." Ge Ge patted his good brother on the shoulder with reverence on his face, but secretly slandered in his heart: "Mother Pixi, this bastard with no handles on his crotch wants to rob me, but he doesn't want to take me with him, look! I'll go back and make a small report with Master Li Ang."

Out of respect for the Creator and the awe of the majesty of the reconstructive surgery, the fearless Goge Maoge respected Li Ang, regarded him as a god behind his back, and even independently developed some kind of sacrificial ceremony - standing on the ground. In front of Li Ang's portrait, they fought each other with sticks. The harder the beating, the more blood flowed, the more favored they would be by God Li Ang...

Even if you don't count these two green skins with brain problems, the cramped economy class has gathered a lineup of villains that is several times more brilliant than Arkham Mental Hospital. The evil spirit that came out could not be wiped away, staring at others a few times, as if silently saying "What are you looking at?!" dare not come out.

"You said they won't hijack the plane?" Christina watched the flight attendant tremblingly handing Bain lemon juice in the distance, and said softly, "It doesn't look like a good person."

Li Ang said with a smile: "It's wrong to judge people by their appearance. Maybe under their vicious appearance, there is a kind heart that is as sincere as gold?"

This sentence is not a joke. Many of the subordinates he brought on the plane have replaced the magical hearts that Li Ang built exclusively for them by learning from Western alchemy. The gold content can reach about 20.00%. Not too much.In addition, the mana heart is also blessed with an illusion circle, which effectively avoids the risk of exposure during the security check process.

"Where is the gun of kindness that I always draw on the body," Christina vomited, and asked, "There are still a few days of free time after the New York game. Where do you plan to go?"

Li Ang threw the "New York Travel Guide" on the table, and stretched casually, "I should just go sightseeing in New York and appreciate the local customs and customs."

After all, in that world's premier metropolis, there are hundreds of aliens with extraordinary power lurking, such as Iron Man, Spiderman, Fantastic Four, Brotherhood of Mutants, X-Men...

If you don't grab a few experimental materials, wouldn't you be wasting the opportunity of this business trip.

Thinking of this, Li Ang looked out the porthole with interest, the Gotham City that was gradually disappearing from sight.

(End of this chapter)