Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

Anthony gave Gin the order to kill Lex Luthor.

On the other hand, Lex Luthor also learned early on from the people who were arranged to monitor the movements of Stan Industrial Group that the surrounding area of ​​Stan Industrial Group was calm that night.

Therefore, with his wisdom, he could easily judge that the secret six he sent had probably fallen into the hands of the other party like the spies from overseas agencies.

"As expected of a guy who was able to create such a big business in such a short period of time. The strength in his hands is really eye-catching." After hanging up the phone to report, Luther looked directly through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel. Looking at the Stan Industrial Group Building, which has become one of the landmark buildings in New York City, I couldn't help but sigh.

However, he also knew that this was not the time to sigh. He had studied Anthony and knew that the opponent's flaws must be repaid. He knew very well that Anthony's men might come to kill him at any time. So he had to make arrangements early, otherwise, the news of his suicide would probably be on the pages of major newspapers tomorrow.

He dialed the phone number of another of his men and gave instructions to start executing the backup plan. Then Lex Luthor smiled and invited Bruce Wayne, the chairman of the Wayne Group, also known as Batman, with whom he had a good chat at the Hellfire Club, to sit at his manor in New York.

At night, in the manor, Lex Luthor and Batman were playing chess. Just when the two extremely smart people were concentrating on the chess game, suddenly, a piercing alarm sounded in the room, which disrupted their thoughts. Batman's broken brows couldn't help but frown, making Lex Luthor look stern.

"What happened, Mr. Lex?" Batman put down the chess piece in his hand and asked Les Crusher with an unkind expression, who was suddenly covered in a special transparent material due to the sound of the alarm.

In fact, he had always felt that Lex Luthor in front of him suddenly invited him to be a guest in his other house in New York, which seemed to have some ulterior motives. After all, Lex Luthor was indeed a little too enthusiastic about him this time. Not only did he chat with him for a long time at the Hellfire Club's annual meeting, but after the annual meeting, he also invited himself to his home in New York.

After drinking afternoon tea, they discussed a few business deals that they didn't have to decide personally, and then played chess in the evening. Batman always felt that the other party was preparing to use him as a shield to resist something.

Now it seems that Batman's hunch was indeed correct. The siren and his sudden isolation should signal that the enemy is coming.

"It's nothing," Lescluther, who was sitting on a protective cover made of unknown material, chuckled: "It's just that the abnormal gas alarm is sounding the alarm. Speaking of which, this alarm seems to be produced by Mr. Wayne Group. Of."

What kind of abnormal gas alarm? Batman couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and then didn't bother to question anyone else. He took a quick breath, then took out a portable breather from his body and put it between his nose and mouth.

Unlike Batman, who was wearing a respirator and was watching the surrounding situation tensely and alertly, the protective shield seemed to have the effect of isolating the air, so Luthor was naturally indifferent to the abnormal gas.

Regardless of Batman who was staring at him with a sullen expression, Luther continued to play with the chess pieces in his hand and looked at the chessboard and said calmly: "Now that you're here, come out. The alarm here is connected to the police station. Yes, if you don’t act quickly, the police and FBI are coming.”

Les Cruther's words confirmed Batman's guess just now. He had indeed expected that someone would come to trouble him. And the reason why he has been entangled with himself for so long is that he may have used himself to block the gun.

Naturally, a playboy cannot be used as a shield, even if this playboy is the heir to a billion-dollar group. In this case, I am afraid that the head of the Lex Group is interested in his other identity.

In just a moment, Batman figured out Les Crusher's plan and wanted to break the situation, but he couldn't break it. Because the other party was using conspiracy, he calculated that as Batman, he would not be able to watch criminals commit crimes in front of him.

I have to say, this bald guy is really a bastard

Not to mention that Batman is slandering Les Crusaders here, and his impression of him is at its lowest point. As Luthor revealed one of his trump cards, the coma gas was released in the corner, and Gin, who was preparing to create the scene of the opponent's suicide, walked out of the shadows and looked coldly at Lex Luthor, who was staring at the chessboard. Said: "You knew I was coming."

"Isn't it difficult to guess?" Lescluther threw away the chess piece in his hand, turned his head to Gin and chuckled: "With Antony Stan's character of having to repay his flaws, I'm surprised that he can endure it until now. It's just that I didn't expect that it would be you. It seems that Anthony really values ​​me, otherwise he wouldn't have sent his personal subordinates here."

"I didn't expect that you didn't leave New York, but stayed and found other people as shields." Gin made a slight mistake in his steps as he spoke, and narrowly missed the bat that was about to attack him. Xia. Then with a casual wave, a hand knife hit the opponent's exposed open door.

In an instant, Batman, who was hit by Gin's knife, was like being hit by a high-speed car. He hit the wall of the room in a beautiful arc, and then slowly slid to the ground.

Ugh~ Although Batman is indeed very strong, no matter how strong he is, he is still a human being. Therefore, even if Gin did not infuse any special power into a casual wave of his sword, it would not be something Batman could withstand. So even though he was wearing special protective clothing under his suit, three ribs on his chest were broken.

As Anthony's core subordinate, Anthony kept many things secret from him. Therefore, Gin knew very well that the Bruce Wayne in front of him, who was often in the news and was known as a rival to Tony Stark, the playboy, was actually the Dark Knight of Gotham City, the famous Batman. Difficult character.

Although in Gin's opinion, Batman's name is somewhat unrealistic. The reason why he can survive to this day is not how powerful he is, but the battle between his opponents and him. He plays more than fights, so he is able to survive to this day.

But it doesn't stop Gin from attaching great importance to Batman. After all, being able to play with Hisoka for such a long time and still giving Hisoka a sense of freshness without being dealt with is enough to prove that he is extraordinary.

Of course, what Gin would do to someone he valued was to send him directly to see God and directly eliminate the threat from his body. Gin liked it best.

So Gin didn't waste any time, he stretched out his hand and touched his waist, and his beloved gun appeared in his hand. As soon as the muzzle of the gun was raised, a burst of fire was sprayed out, and in the blink of an eye, a splash of blood was splashed on Batman's body.

Gin turned to look at Batman, who was covering his wounds and rolling into the nearby liquor cabinet to hide. He was slightly startled. Apparently, he didn't expect that the other party could deceive his vitals in the slightest and dodge his bullets.

"Interesting," Gin glanced at Batman hiding behind the wine cabinet, and raised the corners of his mouth mockingly. I used my mind energy to feel the location of the other party behind the wine cabinet. Without any nonsense, I raised the muzzle of the gun again. With a flick, a bullet traced a semicircular trajectory around the back of the wine cabinet.

After all, he is the biological son of the DC world. Facing Gin's fatal bullet, Batman behind the wine cabinet felt a fatal crisis when Gin raised his gun again. Then when the bullet on this side just came out of the chamber, he took the lead and adjusted his body shape again. So although the damage caused by the bullet this time was greater than the first time, there was still no fear of life for a while.

In the perception of those with mental abilities, a person's life energy is as dazzling as a torch. Therefore, although Gin could not see the effect of the gun he had just fired, he could feel that the injury the opponent had just suffered was not fatal at all.

After two misses, even Ginjiu's city couldn't help but have a flash of anger in his eyes, just when Ginjiu was about to completely deal with this unnecessary idler. Suddenly a noisy sound came into his ears, making him realize that he didn't have enough time here, and there was no time to waste in the hands of a suspect.

So Gin raised his gun again, aimed at the protective shield where Luther was, and fired several shots.

It has to be said that the quality of Lex Luthor's protective shield is indeed very good, even when facing the bullets fired by Gin's powerful sniper rifle, it was blocked. Although cracks continued to appear as bullets were fired, Luther inside was unharmed and continued to look at Gin with a smile.

"Interesting, Lex Luthor, if this is the only thing you can rely on, then you will die today." Gin saw that the ordinary bullets in the gun did not seem to have much effect on the protective cover made of this special material, so He sneered, and a magazine containing special bullets appeared in his hand. Then in the blink of an eye, he emptied the old magazine and loaded new bullets.

The special bullets developed by Dr. Fashion are indeed extremely powerful. Just one shot directly destroyed the protective shield protecting Luther. The scattered fragments directly scratched Luther, and blood immediately stained his clothes.

"The time is almost up, Mr. Gin. It seems that I have won this war." Faced with being exposed to Gin's gun, Luther didn't even seem to be nervous at all. He glanced at the time and said incomprehensible words.

What does winning mean? Ginjiu couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly having a bad feeling. And his hunch came true immediately.

There was a violent roar, and a wall of the room where several people were staying was knocked open. Then a bug-level character from the American comics world appeared next to Luther, grabbed Luther and shouted: " Lex Luthor, where is Lois and where did you take her?”

"Clark Kent, you came a little later than I expected."

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