[Zhongyingmei] Did Dachao confess today?

When Joshua woke up from the coma, he was still tied to the wooden chair.

The wooden chair is probably old, and the structure of the connection is loose. The four legs supporting the whole chair are dangling, and there is an extremely long and piercing groan and groan when it is moved lightly.

If Joshua hadn't sat up straight, he would have been afraid that he would accidentally break this fragile chair.

I don’t know how long he was tied to this chair after being stunned by the Harley Quinn. Joshua only felt back pain all over his body, as if he had been knocked all over his bones with a wooden stick and then thrown into a wooden barrel. Put it on the road full of stones and rolled it seven or eight times.

The brain that was blank when he just woke up gradually came back to his senses under the pain all over his body, and Joshua realized that he was not safe now, but fell into Harley's hands and became a prisoner.

——or a prisoner used to threaten Superman.

The rough and tight cloth over his eyes covered Joshua's sight. He didn't know where he was, and he didn't know what situation he was facing now, but without his sight, his hearing became much more prominent.

Joshua lowered his head and listened as if he was still awake.

The sound of potato chips being chewed, the clattering sound of plastic bags being held in hands, and the crisp sound of the bracelets on Harley Quinn's hands colliding.

From time to time, there was a little rustling sound in the corner, like an animal chewing something. Joshua had raised hamsters before, so he was familiar with that sound. It was the sound of rodents chewing nuts or something.

His captors would never take him to a pet store, Joshua rolled his eyes and realized that the voice was a mouse.

He has good hearing, and the others are not bad. Almost at the second of his conclusion, the person who kidnapped him immediately let out a scream of surprise.

"Oh—look at the poor little thing!"

Joshua heard the characteristic clicking sound when the high heels stepped on the ground, "You've been hungry for a long time, haven't you?"

"Even the fur is extremely rough."

As if in response, the caught mouse squeaked sharply.

Joshua was terrified, not because he was afraid, but when he thought of the scene where Harley Quinn could hold a mouse with an unknown number of bacterial viruses in her palm and call it a little thing without any psychological burden, he couldn't help but feel a little nauseous.

The thoughts in his heart will always be expressed on his body. Although the cloth covering his eyes has covered most of Joshua's face, his slightly paused breathing is still caught by the sensitive Harley Quinn.

"Hey - let me see what I find!"

Harley, who was holding the mouse and talking to herself, frowned, stepped forward and tore off the cloth strips tied tightly on Joshua's face. She bent down and looked into Joshua's eyes with a smile. The eyes looked at each other, one pair was calm and self-reliant, while the other pair was agile, but with a hint of madness.

"Uh……"

Joshua tried his best to ignore the crumbs of potato chips that hadn't been wiped clean at the corner of Harry's mouth and the squeaking rat in her hand.

"Good evening." Joshua pulled the corners of his mouth and tried to ignore the flashing red light counting down on his body, and smirked at Harry: "May I know what time it is?"

The words "heart beating like a drum" couldn't be more suitable for Joshua at this time. He subconsciously glanced at Martha who was sitting not far from him, who was still in a coma, and a little worry flashed in his heart.

Martha hasn't woken up yet, maybe it's because she's old, but now Joshua is also a little lucky, at least Martha doesn't have to wake up to face this life-and-death scene.

Harry looked at Joshua meaningfully, and she didn't say no, she just threw the screaming and struggling mouse aside, completely lacking the pity she held in her palm and called it a little thing just now.

However, Harley is also a person who loves the new and dislikes the old in 3 minutes, and it seems that the only person who can keep her obsessed is the clown.

The mouse that was thrown on the ground was like a puff of smoke, and disappeared into the corner. Joshua followed the escape route of the mouse and saw a bright moon hanging high in the sky outside the window.

Joshua: ...

How long has he been in a coma, why is it getting dark?

With a turn of her toes, Harry nimbly jumped onto the sofa not far away. She sat down and crossed her legs, and poked one of the silent people holding a gun with her baseball bat.

"Hello, what time is it?"

Maybe they were afraid of Harley, or maybe they were afraid of the clown behind Harley, those people quickly checked their phones and told Harley the time.

"It's seven forty-seven now." Halle rolled over from the sofa with her long legs. She grabbed a chair and sat on it. She put her white arms on the back of the chair and tilted her head to look at Joshua.

"You still have ten minutes with that old woman."

Harley curled the hair hanging by her ears with her fingers, she blinked her eyes, and said in a sweet voice, "If the big guy doesn't come in ten minutes, you and that old woman who is still in a coma will be like fireworks——Boom !"

When saying the onomatopoeia "Boom", Harley made a threatening expression like a child.

But the lone spectator blinked, unfazed in the least.

Harry: ...

She puffed up her cheeks angrily, and her eyes looked up, down, left, and right at Joshua.

"Aren't you scared?" Harley's eyelashes seemed so long that they could stab someone to death. She probably had never seen a person with a bomb strapped to her body who calmly asked her what time it was, so she was a little curious. How to describe the eyes?

Probably just like ordinary people watching animals performing in zoos.

I just don't know how long her curiosity can persist.

Of course, Joshua was afraid. As an ordinary person with red roots growing in Super Miles, his only outstanding feature was his ability to heal, but even though his ability could heal all trauma, it did not mean that he It will be able to escape intact under the power of the bomb.

But Joshua said, "But I have Superman."

"He will come to my rescue."

Joshua believed in Clark, no matter where, wherever, Clark would always find him.

That's something that even the bombs strapped to his body can't scare off. It belongs to Joshua's trust in Clark.

His expression is obviously not what Harley wants to see. She is exactly the same as the clown in this respect. She likes to see the prey struggling and crying under her hands. The more miserable those people cry, the more it makes her excited.

But Joshua's reaction disappointed her.

She pouted, showing disgust.

"Just wait and see." Harley said to Joshua with her head held up like a provocation, "Superman won't succeed."

She lowered her head and whispered in Joshua's ear, "He will definitely lose."

*

Time passed by second after second, Joshua's hand clasp behind his back tied the thick rope that bound his wrist, his eyes skipped over Martha at the side, and then fell very naturally on Harley in front of him.

"Aren't you leaving?"

Joshua asked. He looked at the countdown dial on his chest. Joshua didn't feel anything when he heard the ticking of the clock before, but at least now, Joshua thought, if he was rescued safely by Clark and the others Finally, he must smash all the ticking alarm clocks at home.

His question was stupid, and Joshua realized it after he said it, because the next second, Halle in front of him opened his mouth wide and burst out laughing.

Harry smiled while wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Sure enough, you are as funny as Pudding said!"

But Joshua didn't think there was anything funny about it.

It appears to be leaving.

Joshua thought about it, but he didn't know when.

He carefully looked at the types of bombs and bombs strapped to his body. Thanks to his short career as a military doctor, he was able to tell what kind of bombs and bombs were strapped to his body.

- TNT.

The more anxious Joshua became, the clearer his brain became.

If this thing on his body explodes, let alone a piece of flesh, he probably has no bones left.

The countdown dial finally reached ten, and Harry stopped laughing, stood up from his chair and glanced at Joshua with pity.

"It's a pity to ruin such a beautiful face." Harry turned the small saber he had taken out from nowhere, and the sharp blade slid across Joshua's face.

She was like those children begging for candy on Halloween, saying cruel things with childish words and coquettish tones.

"Can I peel it off?"

The sharp blade with a cold light was attached to the side of his face, Joshua held his breath, and opened his mouth, "Sorry."

He smiled stiffly: "I don't think so."

Harley withdrew her hand in disappointment. If it wasn't for the urging of the people behind her, Joshua always felt that she might really peel off her face regardless of time.

"What's the rush!" Harry pouted dissatisfiedly, picked up the fancy baseball bat she had dressed up and walked outside the house, saying, "If it wasn't for the pudding, I would have killed you useless trash a long time ago."

The door of the warehouse opened, and the roller shutter was raised creakingly, but the first person who walked out with a gun suddenly let out a scream.

"Superman—!"

"Superman is coming—!"

Accompanied by the screams, the man was thrown in by the collar, hit the ground heavily and passed out.

The rest of the people were shocked, and without even seeing the shadow of Superman, they picked up their guns and started shooting towards the door. The dilapidated rolling shutter was full of bullet holes and hung precariously in the air. It came down with a bang.

In the smoke and dust, Halle held up her bat and looked around vigilantly, trying to find traces of Superman, but she only saw a golden flash of lightning, and Martha and Joshua, who were tied to the chair, disappeared trace.

Superman came late, he floated in the air and easily snatched Harry's bat, his blue eyes were faintly glowing red.

"You shouldn't touch them." Clark's eyes were cold: "Never."

He raised his fist and swung it at Harry's face the next second, without any sympathy for her.

In fact, in Clark's eyes, Harley is probably unworthy.

Harley alone couldn't express the anger that Clark was brewing at this time. He turned around and looked at the people who were still shooting him in vain with their guns up. When he was about to fly forward to solve it, he heard Barry Frightened to distorted voice.

"Superman-Superman!!! Joshua and Martha have bombs on them!!!"

Clark's pupils shrunk, and he even completely ignored those who aimed guns at him in vain, and flew out of the gate like a sharp arrow.

"What's going on?!" Clark looked at the countdown dial on Joshua's body and Martha beside him in a panic.

"Martha was not injured, she is still unconscious."

And Joshua, who finally saw Clark, turned pale. Although he was strapped with enough bombs and bombs to blow him to pieces, he still raised the corners of his mouth and gave Clark a comforting smile.

"Don't worry, Clark, it's nothing." Joshua said, "Didn't I already wait for you?"

*

Dismantling bombs is not something Clark is good at. If it is a small bomb, Clark may still be able to hold the explosion in his hand-but now there are two people in front of him.

One is the mother who raised him, and the other is the lover who will spend his life with him.

They were all wrapped in circles of silk thread, and those threads seemed to be tied around Clark's neck, making him almost unable to breathe.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! Superman!" Barry himself was also worried, but now he had to comfort Clark beside him: "Ask Bruce! Bruce must know how to solve it!"

As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Clark's eyes burst out with hope.

He expects Bruce to help him deal with the time bombs on Joshua and Martha, and the loss of either of them will make Clark overwhelmed with grief.

He was about to take Martha and Joshua to find Bruce, and Tony and Bruce finally arrived after being half a beat behind.

When Tony landed on the ground, he staggered because of his anxiety, but soon stabilized his figure and strode towards Joshua.

But soon, he realized what was on Joshua, Tony stopped and looked at Joshua from a distance.

"Little Jia." Tony gritted his teeth, "Scan that damn thing on Joshua's body!"

Xiao Jia responded.

"Exciting? Huh?" Tony stared at Joshua with a tight face, with tears in his eyes.

"Do you still dare to open the door to strangers in the future?"

Joshua smiled wryly and shook his head: "If I don't drive, they will drive too."

He never asked for trouble, but trouble always seemed to come to him.

Who is to blame?

Tony glared fiercely at the pale-faced Clark. If the time and occasion weren't right, he really wanted to fight Clark.

Clark could understand Tony's eyes, and just smiled wryly: "Save them, Mr. Stark, I don't care what you do to me."

"Of course I will save my brother—" Tony clenched his fists and roared, "If it wasn't for you!"

If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have encountered these things at all.

But this sentence, Tony still did not say it.

He felt as if in the next second, this man known as the god of the world seemed to be shattered in the next second.

Batman, who had studied for a long time, finally spoke out. He looked at Tony and Clark coldly, and said in a low voice, "Shut up, the most important thing now is to deal with bombs!"

Although the bombs on Joshua and Martha are common TNT, the timing circuit is very complicated and weird. If you accidentally cut any one wrong, then everything will be useless.

After scanning, Xiao Jia finally spoke.

"Sir, if you want to stop the bombs on Ms. Martha and Mr. Xiao, you need to cut three wires at the same time." Xiao Jia clearly pointed out three hidden wires among the densely packed wires.

"Be careful, touching other lines by mistake can also cause an explosion."

"Violent demolition is also not acceptable."

Finding the thread that needs to be cut has solved all the problems, and cutting it is not a big problem.

On the contrary, it is time, which is extremely tense and lacking at this time.

It is impossible for one person to dismantle this bomb. Only Bruce and Tony, who are better at this aspect, can cooperate together.

It's just that Tony and Joshua had a dispute over who should dismantle it first. They said it was a dispute, but in fact it didn't last more than ten seconds.

"I said, save Martha first!" Joshua kept repeating this sentence with a hoarse voice.

"Tony, you must understand me, don't you?"

Tony was speechless, walking towards Martha with a stiff face.

Although their personal lives are not right, in a way, Bruce and Tony do fit together at this moment.

The two of them were dismantling the bomb on Martha, and Clark was beside Joshua, stroking Joshua's cold fingertips with his hands.

"Are you cold, Joshua." Clark murmured, "I'm sorry I'm late—if… I mean if!"

If he had found Joshua earlier, if he had returned home earlier, if he had dealt with Luther earlier, everything would have been different.

He was afraid of seeing resentment in Joshua's eyes, and he hardly dared to look directly into Joshua's eyes.

"No, Clark, you're not too late at all." Joshua put his hands on Clark's face, and even though he was tired, he still faced him with the most gentle look.

"It was you who saved my life, no matter what, don't say if, and don't say sorry."

"You didn't apologize to me, between us, there will never be a need to say sorry."

"why?"

"Why? Because I love you."

Joshua whispered, "Because I love you."

*

"found it!"

Finding the three hidden lines, Bruce was highly concentrated and cut off the line connecting the controller in an instant.

The countdown on Martha stopped when Bruce cut the line, Clark was relieved by the good news, and Barry quickly stepped forward to take Martha away, leaving only Joshua.

Clark smiled instantly in relief.

Bruce and Tony walked to Joshua's side without stopping.Just when the two were about to dismantle it, the countdown machine on Joshua's body suddenly sounded a piercing alarm, and the countdown number was quickly reduced from ample 3 minutes to a few seconds. laughter.

"Surprise—! Merry Christmas! Superman!"

A relieved smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and Clark's face instantly turned pale. He rushed forward, but the next second, the huge impact force from the explosion knocked him into place.

He was lying on the ground, his body was covered with fine gravel, and Clark's body was covered with small wounds drawn by the gravel. He didn't cry out for pain, but he stumbled up from the ground and ran towards the place where the smoke was billowing. The bottom of the deep pit is full of cracks and cracks, as well as black marks and billowing smoke from the flame explosion.

And there was no one there—including Tony and Bruce.

The author has something to say: Do you want to take the exam? (Pale.jpg)

告诉我，不是我一个人考四级。感谢在2020-11-2823:16:17~2020-12-0401:27:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I resigned from Chang'an to come to one;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 44 bottles of Yunyunshu Yunshu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!