Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

Three minutes later, Carl, who did not resist, was handcuffed by a strong man.

He just handcuffed his hands, not behind his back, but in front of his body, and a layer of cotton was placed inside the handcuffs.

When he was handcuffing him, the two-meter-strong man looked nervous, as if he was afraid of hurting him, not to mention that he let Carl sit on the sofa afterwards, and poured him a drink when he was done, and the prepared one was lemon Flavored soda.

Carl thinks things are getting interesting.

What is this for?Kidnap?Then demand a ransom from Alexander?

He still remembered that Deadpool, who was a mercenary, mentioned that his value on the black market had been fired very high. Of course, it was far inferior to a super troublesome reporter like Louise, let alone as an arms Shang has a Stark family that people want them dead, but he's in the top five bounties in his age group.

This is actually a remarkable achievement, because under normal circumstances, how high a person's worth is not linked to the person's own wealth. Having "worth" on the black market really means that this person has a lot of enemies.

For example, Louise, her net worth is just like that, but her "worth" firmly overwhelms Karl.

Moreover, mercenaries are essentially different from criminals who are used to kidnapping and extorting. It is true that a qualified mercenary is an outlaw, but their principle is to do things with money, and they will do whatever their employer asks them to do. What do they do, criminals, if no one hires them?The vast majority of them are a group of lunatics, ignoring rules and order, and even mercenaries don't have a strong affection for them.

Looking at the behavior of this group of people, they don't seem like the kind of little people who kidnap people.

So, mercenaries?

Carl didn't forget that he was playing a young master who didn't know what to do after being kidnapped.

Holding the soda glass in both hands, he raised his hand and took a sip slowly after a long while. During this period, the strong man who was handcuffing him kept staring at him vigilantly, but his eyes were not so much worried that Carl would take advantage of this Chance figured out a way to escape, rather nervous about whether Carl would choke on the soda.

"Hello?" He tried to strike up a conversation with the other party.

The strong man's gaze shifted to Carl's face, but he didn't say anything.

"Are you guys going to kidnap me?" Carl guessed, "It's better not to, my driver is waiting outside the door, his name is Andrew, I heard he was a very powerful person before he became my driver, every Every half an hour I would send him a message to make sure I was safe, and if I didn't, he would come to me."

"You don't have to worry about that." The strong man finally said, "Someone will take care of this."

They waited in the small room for a few minutes, and then someone came in, holding something like a black hood in his hand. He was also a strong man, and he looked even more taciturn than the strong man guarding Carl. After entering the door The target walked over and put the hood on Karl's head.

The material of the hood is actually silk, and it smells like a very light lemon fragrance.

Carl, who was blindfolded, didn't feel any discomfort except that he couldn't see anything clearly.

What a five-star kidnapping treatment, Carl thought silently, obediently stood up following the strength of the man who put on the hood, and then turned seven or eight times on the spot, until he staggered and couldn't stand still. , the other party asked him to stop, and after a few minutes of rest, Karl stood up straight, and was gently pulled forward by the other party.

They walked through this room, took Carl to the end of the corridor, and then opened a space door in mid-air—things are getting more and more interesting, Carl thought to himself.

This is definitely not a technology that exists on the earth, but what are the aliens looking for him for?He was sure that the fact that he was Superman had been kept under wraps, so it was definitely not because he was Superman that these people wanted to arrest him.

And if they knew he was Superman, they would never be able to catch him in this way.

Isn't this a joke, a handcuff with cotton pads inside, an opaque hood with no lead layer, no kryptonite and red sun, no anti-matter weapons or other magical artifacts, nothing to catch superman and wishful thinking respectively.

Before stepping into the space door, Karl glanced to the side. Luo, who led him into the room, lazily leaned on the door with his arms folded, looking at them with hazy and unknown eyes.

None of the strong men who kidnapped Carl looked at her, even though she radiated temptation all over her body.It was a plump, grown-up sex appeal, and their ignorance felt less like discipline than fear.

Sometimes a beautiful woman will be coveted, and sometimes a beautiful woman will make people tremble.

The space door closed behind Karl, perhaps thinking that it was no longer necessary to keep Karl ignorant of what was happening, the hood on Karl's head was removed.

"...oh..." Carl said.

He slowly opened his mouth wide, and he was stunned for more than half a minute before he came back to his senses. Those who kidnapped him seemed to understand his shock and gaffe, and just waited aside until he slowly closed his mouth again. Only then did I speak.

"Welcome to the 'Lost Kingdom'." said the strong man who was guarding Karl at the beginning.

With these words, his body began to deform, swell, and finally expanded by about one-third of its volume. His skin turned green, a pair of elf-like pointed ears stick out, and his chin There are a lot of wrinkles in some parts.

The other strong man also became almost the same as his form, obviously they were of the same race, and Karl's shock had been used up when the hood was taken off, and at this moment he witnessed the two men's great changes, Get in the mood to joke around with them.

He said: "So, are there really aliens in the world?"

It feels a bit strange to make such a joke when you know that you are also an alien, as if you are mocking yourself.

But he is Carl now.Al, not Superman, so this reaction should be quite normal.

What unfolded in front of him was a huge alien country with highly developed suspension traffic technology, and apparently rigorous and precise traffic lanes were deployed in mid-air, all kinds of strange signs and signal lights were placed on different planes. At the transportation hub, even though Carl has never touched these signs before, he can see that this area is highly developed and prosperous.

All the buildings are not very high, the suspended train in mid-air is very busy, but there are no vehicles on the ground, all are leisurely passers-by in different shapes.

Their images are all kinds of strange, and whether it is the strength distribution of their limbs when they act, or the details of their skin and eyeballs, they are all so realistic that even if someone wants to deceive themselves, it is fake.

Not to mention the plants with weird colors and shapes.

Not to mention the scorching smell in the air (Carl can feel that this is a human being and can feel the different scorching heat from the air on Earth).

Not to mention the asteroid communities clearly visible in the sky, the huge craters on those asteroids are visible to the naked eye...

"Your performance has exceeded our expectations, Mr. Al." The strong man who guarded him at the beginning, now the alien, said gently, "I'm sorry to bring you here in this way, but we are looking for There is no way to get your consent in such a short period of time, and it will be difficult to explain to you that we are aliens."

"No...it's okay," Carl said, "but what did you ask me for?"

"Since you now believe that we are aliens, we can discuss this matter with you." The strong man said, "You can call me Karaba, if you believe that aliens really exist in the universe Next, we can discuss this topic-please come with me."

He raised his hand, and something like a projection device appeared on his wrist. A light purple door of light opened in front of them, and another alien stepped into the door of light silently and disappeared before their eyes.

Karaba explained in a low voice: "This is the directional transmission device that I brought you here from the earth. Its technology comes from the Shi'ar Empire."

"The Shi'ar Empire?" Karl plays a human who knows nothing about the universe.

He looked at the light door for a while before passing through it hesitantly. Kabala followed closely behind. They reappeared in a brand new place. More like a laboratory.

The experimenters in uniforms were walking around, and the robots suspended in mid-air were constantly moving. They were surrounded by frequency waves, and a large amount of data was being calculated and transferred through their master brains. Carl had never seen such a thing. Through such a precise and perfect flow of data, he watched with interest like a person who had never seen it before.

He couldn't understand the codes used in those data, but mathematics, "Universal Mathematics", displayed the dazzling and mysterious charm of magic coat of arms, which was enough to stop him.

Kabbalah, however, took Karl's obsession and amazement as curiosity. He slowed down tolerantly, and let Karl reluctantly look back at the robots of different shapes passing by him while walking, and comforted Karl: "The technological progress of the earth It has already surprised the powerful forces in the entire universe, Mr. Ayer, you are already considered to be extremely talented based on the age of the earth's civilization."

"If there are indeed civilizations in the universe that are far more technologically advanced than ours, such as yours, then we cannot be truly safe." Karl retorted.

"No, you are safe." Kabbalah said, "Civilizations in high latitudes also have their own rules, and there are also cosmic police in the universe. The Nova Corps and the Green Lantern Corps are the best of them."

"Then under their protection, have any civilizations like Earth encountered any accidents?"

Kabala answered his question in silence, but after a moment, he emphasized again: "Don't worry, Mr. Al, the earth is very safe."

"In this case, even I cannot be persuaded, Kabbalah."

"...Earth also has a powerful guardian. I can't tell you who he is, he keeps a low profile, maybe he doesn't want people to know his existence." Kabbalah said, "He... maybe you know him, he Wearing a red cape. That's all I can say."