[Comprehensive Yingmei] Push the boss to do things

Metropolis Underground, Laboratory.

"Boom—" With a loud noise, the fact that the group of guards wanted to cover up was finally exposed in front of the steel skeleton.

That's right, just as Ba Dao thought and Steel Gu didn't want, the country he loves did imprison this outsider who was supposed to be a superman since he was a child, just because he landed in the metropolis instead of Kansas.Karl's spaceship crashed into the metropolis, and he himself fell into the eyes of those in power.

The figure sitting in the room full of red sunlight sat up suddenly as if frightened, his unreserved strength even failed to overturn the wooden tables and chairs, and his skinny body showed no strength at first glance, which could show that he could match a match Human-like, he is Superman, only the "S" on the chest of his experimental black shirt.

"...Wow." Ba Dao couldn't help exclaiming.

What the hell is Superman? He's clearly a pork ribs man!

And he is still a poor boner, look at his body so thin that you can see the outline of the skeleton, the sick complexion, the sunken cheeks, and the big and watery blue eyes because the face is too thin, look at it though Like the big-eyed alien in human fantasy, but he is really pitiful!

... kind of cute.

Ba Dao was shocked by his own aesthetics, thinking that such a skinny and wrinkled ugly thing is cute.

He quickly figured out why he thought so.

A superman who is so weak that he is no different from an ordinary person is really too rare and too domineering.As long as he wants to beat him at any time, he can beat Superman without the power to resist!

It's not that Ba Dao can't beat Superman when he has superpowers, Ba Dao can arrange Peter Pan at any time.

It's just that a Kal-El who can be knocked down with a light push without even needing tricks or kryptonite is so rare and attractive that he can't control himself!

Thinking this way, Ba Dao left the guards who were blocked behind the small wall, crossed the steel frame that was lost in thought, walked into the isolation room filled with red sunlight, and walked back because he was afraid of seeing strange humans, until Back to the chair to avoid the inevitable Karl.

He seemed terrified of humans, either because the experimenters were rough on him or because he had never been in contact with humans.Judging from Carl's reaction, he belongs to the latter.

He has never seen any living beings other than himself.

It seems that the people in this laboratory are very "cautious", and the uncertain target will never show up if he loses consciousness.

Hey, the laboratory, the little white mouse, Ba Dao really had enough of this.

...he probably wasn't all that hated on the Superman of this world.

Thinking of this, Ba Dao stretched out his hand, and gently pushed Karl who was trembling with fear on his face.

Carl was pushed back into the chair with a bang.

Ba Dao was extremely excited.

This is a moment that is enough to be recorded in the annals of history. He, Ba Dao, pushed Superman down with a light push!

Carl shrank pitifully in the chair, like a good woman who was entangled by hooligans. He covered his chest with his hands, but unfortunately his slender arms couldn't block anything at all. He wanted to shrink back, but he had already shrunk completely. Sitting on the back of the wooden chair, the "violence" against Ba Dao is inevitable.

The fear and grievance overflowing on his face almost overwhelmed Ba Dao's little heart.

Wow, how can Peter Pan be so cute!

Just when Ba Dao was so excited and wanted to continue molesting poor Carl, the steel bone behind him coughed.

Ba Dao: "..."

I didn't pay attention to Pide for a moment and forgot about the situation...

Ba Dao, whose thoughts finally returned to reality, looked back silently.

Cyborg's eyes of disapproval came into his eyes.

If Cyborg was Batman, Ba Dao would immediately jump up and tidy up the furry and stand at attention, pretending that he hadn't done anything, in order to avoid Batman's disapproving gaze.

However, the steel bone is just a steel bone, not a big gloomy bat.

"...Boom." Ba Dao said.

In the original world, Cyborg was a younger boy who liked to say "Booyah" when he encountered cool things.

In this world, the steel bone is relatively older, and under the tremendous pressure that should not belong to him, he has grown into a superhero who is responsible, responsible, good-tempered, stable but lacks vigor and vitality.

He didn't have a "boom" at all, not even when he saw Superman!

Then Ba Dao will speak out for him!

Steel Bone looked at Ba Dao inexplicably.

Ba Dao looked at him confidently.

Carl was as quiet and obedient as a quail under the hands of Ba Dao.

Enemy fire behind the small wall was non-stop.

"...Booyah." In the end, Cyborg still patiently and gently responded with his older and calmer voice than the original Cyborg.

Sure enough, what the deity said is more charming than what I imitated.Ba Dao thought.

He gave him a thumbs up without hesitation.

Cyborg didn't want to talk.

Seeing the helplessness of his teammates, Ba Dao shrugged and turned around, scaring Karl, who had just breathed a sigh of relief because Ba Dao's attention was diverted.

Ba Dao was a little unsure how to deal with Karl who seemed to be afraid of people.

Although it's fun to tease, this is the teammate and thug I want to recruit!

"Friend." Ba Dao began to try to communicate. He pointed to himself, hoping that Karl could understand that he was a teammate rather than an enemy.

Carl froze for a moment.

"...Friend?" He repeated tentatively, raised his hand nervously, and imitated Ba Dao's action just now, and pushed him on the shoulder.

Of course not.

Judging from his reaction, Ba Dao deduced a desperate fact.

Karl has never learned any language, and he responds to Ba Dao only because Ba Dao was the first creature to try to communicate with him.

... so miserable.

But it is even worse for Ba Dao who cannot communicate with the intended teammates at will and cannot give orders.

"Yes, friend," Ba Dao replied, he sighed, "I am a friend."

"...friend." Carl had a small smile on his pale and thin face, and happily pushed the Ba knife again.

Of course it still didn't work.

Inexplicably, Ba Dao took on the responsibility of educating children: "..."

He is here for vacation, not to teach children how to speak!

He looked at the annoying Kryptonian with some dissatisfaction, and his thin and ugly appearance came into his eyes again.

This is Kal-El, the man who was supposed to be Superman.In this world, his coming brought the destruction of the whole city, his life was only roughly filled with a room filled with red sunlight, he never had the opportunity to communicate with others, and he never saw the outside world , let alone fly freely in the sky.

...But he is Peter Pan, and Peter Pan was born to fly freely in the sky.

Then he was beaten down by Ba Dao.

At least, before he was beaten by the Ba Dao, he should soar in the sky, picking up the plane is as easy as eating and drinking.

He shouldn't be here.

"...You are more suitable for the sky, Karl." Ba Dao finally bit the bullet and said something out of place in this round.

As a super invincible person who hates Superman, one day he will say the nonsense of "I want Superman to fly in the sky", which will definitely be laughed at by Jason and Damian!

But there are only steel bones and Karl here, and they don't know Ba Dao well, so Ba Dao is not too shameful.

"Carl?" Carl asked suspiciously.

Ba Dao reached out and tapped the big S on his chest.

"Carl." Ba Dao repeated.

He turned sideways and lifted Xintinghou's broadsword, the kryptonite inlaid on it didn't work on him because Karl didn't have superhuman abilities.

To be honest, Ba Dao hates Superman, he hates his identity as an alien, he hates the behavior pattern that he has done too much to inhibit the development of human society, he hates his final boss level strength that is too strong to be overthrown head-on, and he hates his temptation I love my father, I hate him too much.

But he doesn't hate the Superman character.

It should be said that it is Clark's character.

Under the guidance of his adoptive parents, he always suppresses his abilities in order not to hurt others. He is unwavering even in the face of slander and betrayal. He is really a superhero who is not so perfect but is too perfect.

Therefore, of course Ba Dao is not just a weapon prepared to deal with him and hurt him.

The fluffy superpower pressed the mechanism on the black knife in his hand.

The glowing green Kryptonian matter was turned upside down, replaced by a blinding pale golden light.

This is the yellow sun light that is the source of Superman's superpowers.

Superman was so excited by the dazzling light that he wanted to raise his arms to protect his eyes, but he stopped halfway through his movements. He looked at the Ba Dao holding Xintinghou and kept shining yellow light on him. Beside him, the steel skeleton of the cyborg, who was steady but hard to hide his nervousness, finally lowered his head to look at his hands.

The skinny palm was full of strength that he couldn't even imagine.

Karl didn't dare to act rashly, he just wanted to look at Ba Dao again for help, when he found himself floating.

He flew.

"It's pleasing to your eyes when you look at it like this," Ba Dao looked up at Carl, who was flying higher and higher, his head hit the ceiling and didn't know it. Finally, he felt that something was back on track. He pointed upwards, through the ceiling, to the present The sky that has almost started to rise, "The world above is yours."

The sky is the home of Superman.

Karl looked at Ba Dao again, and finally looked up at the sky. Now that he has the ability to see through, he can see how bright it is outside.

"Go." Ba Dao said.

Carl tore the ceiling in response, smashed countless reinforced concrete and flew to the ground above his head. The Ba Dao only felt shaking for a while, and the good Superman disappeared in place, replaced by big holes in the ceiling where cement and bricks fell from time to time .

Wisps of sunlight shone down from the hole, lighting up the laboratory that was already filled with red.

Ba Dao turned his head, glanced at the stunned guards, looked at the steel frame, and then tilted his head to indicate the big hole in front of him.

People have already grabbed it, let's go.

Steel Bone recovered from the shock of "the weak and tall bean sprouts went to the sky violently", obeyed the command and flew up from the big hole torn by Superman, the shock in his eyes has not completely disappeared.

The guards behind the wall with the broken sword that stayed behind gave a provocative smile.

"The bully sword is awesome," he said.

The superpower followed the steel bone and flew up to the big hole in the ceiling.

Gotham, the Batcave.

"...No, I can't reach the previous speed, and there is no way to travel to Reverse Lightning and stop him before it changes everything," said the Flash who had regained his ability. "Someone is taking part of the speed force, that is Reverse Lightning."

If Speed ​​Force is a broadband with a fixed bandwidth, then The Flash was the only user on this broadband at one time, and his Internet access speed is very fast, which is reflected in his own speed, which is enough to reverse time.

But now, the broadband is maliciously occupied by Reverse Lightning, who had no access before, and he shared this broadband with The Flash, so that no one's speed is fast enough, and no one can travel through time.

"Then find him," Batman said, "and kill him."

Daredevil: "..."

He didn't dare to directly refute the irritable old man.

"Kill him," Martha said, and he gave Batman a look of love and hate in his eyes. "Oh, it's rare that we share an opinion, Thomas."

The Flash tried to say something in rebuttal, but Batman shot him a hard look.

Winky closed her mouth aggrieved.

Metropolis, ground.

"You see, he is really suitable for the sky," Ba Dao looked at the sky and said to the steel frame beside him, relying on Karl's incomprehension of his language now, he spoke the truth unscrupulously, "When I beat him down like this, I'm sure I've got a lot to offer."

"...Thank you for your hard work, Superman of your world." Cyborg said.

"I don't like to hear that." Ba Dao said noncommittally.

Above their heads, a scrawny Superman dressed in black, with a big red S on his chest, was bathed in the sun. Perhaps because of the sudden exposure to the outside wind, a small curly hair rose on his forehead, which made the flying in the sky Spare Ribs unexpectedly looked a little cute.

Karl looked down at Ba Dao on the ground, with a smile on his lips, and the joy in his blue eyes that he had never seen before.The sunlight coated him with a layer of gold, like a god.

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