[Comprehensive Yingmei] Push the boss to do things

Cosmopolitan, Lex Group.

The setting sun is slanting to the west, but under the cover of the lead plate, the magnificent outdoor scenery cannot be seen from the indoor.

Lex Luthor was sitting behind the desk in the office on the top floor, he was rarely thinking about how to beat down the boy scouts in the sky today, but...

The door of the office was opened from the outside, and his secretary, Moxie, ushered in his guest.

Domineering knife.

"It seems that you have gained a lot." Luther said, looking at the dusty Ba Dao.

If there is no harvest, Ba Dao will not fulfill his promise to complete this transaction.

He was quite curious about Ba Dao's harvest, but Ba Dao, who was overly cautious in important parts, would not let him take advantage of it, let alone reveal any useful information.

It doesn't matter.Luther thought.There is still a long time, and there are still many opportunities.

It is impossible for Ba Dao to defeat Superman in a short time.

He was a little curious about what this superpower could do.

"It's not very rich." Ba Dao said, and walked towards Luther, and soon reached the distance where he could easily draw his sword to attack.

"Okay," Luthor didn't believe that Ba Dao didn't get any benefits, he first waved his hand to signal Moxi, who was on alert and was about to attack Ba Dao to protect him, to stop, then looked at the small knife that Ba Dao handed out, "...Zhen Kim, well done."

The whole metropolis knows what kind of "fierce battle" between Superman and Ba Dao in the afternoon, and the Daily Planet has called this fight caused by a princess hug a flirt.

Regardless of the nonsense and nonsense in the newspapers, "Superman rescued the tyrant who was in distress and returned to the metropolis", "The two went on a day trip to the snow mountain together", "The young couple fell in love at first sight and fell in love at second sight". A close-up, a close-up of Ba Dao stabbing Superman's face with his knife.

If you don't observe carefully, you may ignore it, but Luthor, who is always waiting, knows that Ba Dao's knife at that time was not entirely intended to vent his anger.

His attack is not a straight stab for maximum damage, but a "collection" with a slightly inclined angle.

Although it is not obvious, there are indeed Superman's epidermal cells on Ba Dao's vibrating gold knife.

Luthor used a special light gauze to wipe the surface of the Ba Dao knife carefully, and then carefully rolled up the gauze.

"That's it, can you study his weakness?" Ba Dao asked.

"It's more than enough, don't doubt the wisdom of smart people, Ba Dao." Luther replied conceitedly.

More than enough, of course more than enough.

He could do something other than study Superman's weaknesses...

"I hope you don't mind, Luther," Ba Dao guessed the little Jiujiu in Luther's heart, "Kyle will pay attention to your actions, you'd better make sure that the samples are only used for what they are supposed to do."

He knew that if Luthor really wanted to do something, it would be absolutely difficult for Kyle to find out in time.But before Luthor made it big—before he actually did something big, Kyle had the ability to detect it and report it to Badao.

Luther paused for a moment to think about the perfect plan.

"I'll try to keep my promise," he sneered with a smirk, "How does it feel to be in Superman's arms?"

"You can try." Ba Dao sarcastically.

They looked at each other, silent but refused to give in to each other, Moxi thought they would fight at any moment.

However, no.

They relaxed at the same time as if they had made an appointment, and Ba Dao casually walked to the side of the soft sofa that had just been replaced recently and sat down, adjusted his posture and sank into it.Luthor, on the other hand, carefully packed the tulle containing the precious superhuman cell sample into a test tube with a special solution, and then looked at Ba Dao with his head poised at the desk.

"Leo Wayne," Luther said.

His words contained no temptation, but merely stated a fact.

Ba Dao was not surprised that Luther was able to find out his identity.

How should I put it, Luthor does have this ability.

After all, he is "extremely smart".

"Well, that's right, it's right here." Ba Dao said perfunctorily.

"You never seriously hid your identity." Luther said with a frown.

It is too easy to guess, it is almost equivalent to the fact that is obvious in front of your eyes, I really don't know how those idiots outside can't come up with the correct answer to death.

There are still people who think he is Stark's illegitimate son, the fool's head is really hard to understand.

"That's the way it is said," Ba Dao replied easily, "Few people can guess."

Those who don't know don't know, and those who know don't say anything, so it's like everyone doesn't know his identity.

He is Tyrant, and his legal name is Tom Jerry.

"Your secrecy work is worse than Gotham's Batman, Ba Dao." Luthor disliked Ba Dao and didn't even bother to hide this little thing.

As a temporary partner, Ba Dao finally has the wisdom commensurate with his status as "Luthor's ally", but he left such a big loophole in his work.

Luther's words revealed a fact.

He knows the identity of Batman.

Ba Dao is not surprised by this, after all Luthor is really, really smart.

You can see it from the top of his barren head.

It's a pity that Lu Tutu can't even get himself some hair tonic or a wig to restore his image, so it's difficult for him to take the position of "Temporary Teammate of Overlord".

"Yeah," Ba Dao replied perfunctorily, "Not many people know my identity, and even fewer people know the identity of a bat."

So there is absolutely no need to hide Ba Dao. Everyone's thinking is always led to strange places by the media.

"They're all idiots." Luther despised those idiots every day.

"At least they have hair." Ba Dao retorted casually.

And you're just bald.

Luther: "..."

Have you been tangling your hair all the time?

You just can't have a decent pursuit!

"They beat you at the starting line." Ba Dao continued.

Those so-called fools at least have hair, so they look better than you, and they are better than you in the initial interview.

"At least I won't curl up in that boy scout's arms like a little girl." Luther made a killing move.

Moxi was really afraid that Ba Dao would suddenly explode and kill her boss.

Ba Dao gritted his teeth, he chose the latter between drawing his sword and slashing people or continuing to lie on the sofa.

Where on earth did Luther get such a soft and comfortable sofa? He really has an appetite for Ba Dao!

"At least I'm prettier than you." Ba Dao suppressed the anger in his heart, and spoke back with words.

"It's fun flirting with Scouts, isn't it?" Luthor continued provocatively.

"And you don't even know the material of his cloak." Ba Dao decided to attack Luthor in the most effective way to deal with the fans.

Luther: "..."

"Your understanding of him is far inferior to that of me who started halfway." Ba Dao, who just visited the Fortress of Solitude, said in a contemptuous tone.

Hahaha you unqualified fan!

You are a Superman fan, even the Batman fans from Gotham can't compare, you are not good!

Luther: "..."

"You are real, Luther." Ba Dao said.

"Shut up, Ba Dao." Luther couldn't bear it.

"What will happen if I don't shut up?" Ba Dao followed his instinct and continued, "You have nothing to do with me."

Before Luthor was about to speak, Ba Dao continued to add, "Oh, I know you're going to threaten with 'disclosing Ba Dao's identity', do you think it will work for me?"

Luther took a deep breath and prepared to refute, but Ba Dao continued to interrupt.

"Oh, you can still 'reveal the identity of the bat', I don't think it will do you more good than harm," Ba Dao continued, "You will be hunted down by all the villains in Gotham."

Ba Dao, who was completely relaxed on the sofa, was like ten thousand buzzing bees, and the only mouth that could move without affecting the comfort of lying position kept spitting out words that made people want to hit him.

"Shut up, Ba Dao." Luther finally found a chance to interrupt Ba Dao.

"What?" Ba Dao asked.

He was motionless on the sofa, very comfortable.

"I know you are very angry about being teased by Superman, don't bring bad emotions to your teammates." Luther said.

If you are unhappy, don't involve me!

"...Did you just say you were my teammate?" Ba Dao said in surprise.

His voice sounded like he had discovered some new continent.

Luther: "..."

There's nothing wrong with the word "teammate", but it's not so good when it's associated with the word "bad sword".

That means "rebellion".

Luthor, who thought faster than anyone else, quickly and decisively stuffed the test tube containing the superhuman cell sample into the hidden mechanism of the drawer, and the mechanism was tightly closed without leaving a trace.

Luther breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, a group of policemen opened the door of the president's office and entered one after another.

"In view of the evidence submitted by Badao that you conducted various illegal experiments," the leading police officer said, "Lex Luthor, you are under arrest."

Luther took one last look at Ba Dao.

Ba Dao, who was deeply immersed in the sofa and concentrated on enjoying, reluctantly raised his hand and waved it as a farewell without distraction.

Luther showed a rare smile instead.

It seems that Ba Dao is quite smart.

He was able to meet the pass line for working with Luthor.

Luther secretly made a "don't act rashly" gesture to Moxie, and obediently left with the police.

Moxi didn't have any doubts, and after watching Luther's bald head disappear by the door, he looked formulaically at Ba Dao lying on the sofa.

"You can go, Ba Dao," said Moxie.

The cold-faced lady is meticulous about her work.

"You are so obedient, Moxi." Of course Ba Dao would not obediently stand up and leave. The sofa provided by Luthor is really soft, and he wants to enjoy it for a while longer. "Do you mind changing people to hang out with me?"

"Never mind." Moxi replied indifferently.

Ba Dao looked at the ceiling noncommittally.

He was motionless.

So Moxie didn't move.

Ba Dao: "..."

Are you a game character who likes to hang up like me?

In order to be considerate to the young lady and not let her stand for too long, Ba Dao uncomfortably got up from the sofa and walked to the desk, and pressed a switch under Luther's desk casually.

The thick lead partitions were slowly lowered and retracted into the ground, and the warm orange light of the sunset in the metropolis shone into the entire office.

Ba Dao pressed the second switch, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office opened, and the high-altitude wind blew the documents on Luther's desk rattling.

Ba Dao looked back at Moxi in the wind, and stretched out his hand.

The conscientious secretary did not respond to his movements.

Ba Dao will not force it.He shrugged regretfully, and jumped down from the edge of the building by himself, which became a distant flash of lightning in an instant.

He knew pushing Superman would be a long and arduous task.

Since it's going to take a long time, and Metropolis doesn't have as many villains to push as Gotham, he has to find something to do for himself.

The lightning above the metropolis flickered from time to time, dissipated from time to time, and finally disappeared at the gate of the Metropolitan Police Station.

Ba Dao stood still at the gate of the police station, showing no intention of leaving.The citizens who had just watched him fight with Superman quickly gathered around him and surrounded him with three floors inside and three floors outside. All kinds of questions about challenging the limit of Ba Dao's endurance were endless.

He answered no one.

"...Ba Dao?" Francis Bush, a police officer on duty, came out with some doubts.

Ba Dao handed over Luther's scandal to the police station before, and now most of the police officers have gone out to arrest the richest man in the metropolis, what is Ba Dao doing at the police station now?

The furry superpower didn't speak. He looked at Police Officer Bush calmly, as if he was looking at an old friend.

After so many years, you are still a small police officer.

You are still the little policeman I am familiar with.

When police officer Bush couldn't bear to ask another question, Ba Dao tilted his head and gestured for a notice next to the police station.

A job advertisement.

Occupation is police.

I don't know when, in the metropolis, the police has become a job that will be ridiculed.After all, in the eyes of the public, the one flying in the sky can do all the work of the police.

So the Metropolitan Police Department is having a hard time recruiting people.

Now Ba Dao is going to apply for a job as an employee of the Metropolitan Police Department?Judging from the status of the American citizen he just successfully applied for, it is not impossible, but...

but……

This is not right!

something is wrong...

When filling out the list of new members, police officer Bush was still a little confused.

"Just fill in 'Tom Jerry' for the name?" He looked at Ba Dao inquiringly.

Although this is their legal name, is it really good to use it directly at work?

Such a playful name...

"I prefer to be called 'Leo'." Ba Dao said absently.

Policeman, this is a profession worthy of a lawyer!

Ba Dao didn't think much about it.

"Leo...is a good name," Police Officer Bush said as he continued to fill out the form. "Speaking of which, I also knew a 'Leo' before..."

He realized that he had talked too much, so he stopped talking immediately.

"Sorry, I'm used to doing reception work, so I talked too much without realizing it." Bush explained sadly.

He still regrets the death of that child.

"The world is not big, Fran," Ba Dao said. He looked at Police Officer Bush's eyes that turned from bewilderment to surprise and finally to disbelief, and gave a definite answer, "How is your kitchen doing recently?"

"……not good."

Even if it's good, it's not good when you come, you little bastard.

Manhattan, Hell's Kitchen.

Matthew stroked the blind report that recorded Ba Dao's "flirting" with Superman in the afternoon, and joined the Metropolitan Police Department in the evening, and fell into deep thought.

He decided to take the time to go to the metropolis.

In Gotham, across the bridge from Metropolis, a dark knight had the same idea.

The big bat gloomyly scanned the list of villains who are not in Arkham now, and decided to beat up these trash fish one by one and throw them back, and then went to the metropolis to meet a certain mink who caused trouble all day long, and a certain... a certain A superhero who seems interested in Bruce Wayne.

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Thank you Ke Zhiqiu for mine!