[Zhongyingmei] The dripping beast has become a fine

Little reporter Clark's job today is to go out and interview.

Interview a new religious person.

On the special mobile vehicle for interviews, Clark looked through the documents over and over again. He has super memory and super speed, but he always has to show off in front of ordinary people.

"A religious fanatic, or an unknown Protestant?" Clark sighed.

Since aliens are rampant on the earth, there are more and more annihilation theories on the ground.

The driver in front chatted with him.

"How funny, they still call the collapse of the world 'the end of the world', in fact, even if the earth blows up, even the sun blows up, the world won't care."

"Maybe." Clark didn't like such radical remarks, and dealt with them ambiguously, "but we will care."

The driver sneered.

Clark didn't respond to this. The world is always changing. There are people who rely on faith, there are people who only believe in themselves, and there are people who are constantly complaining.

The more you watch and listen, the more you will get used to it.

With an internship certificate, Jason, who was fiddling with the camera next to him, felt that they were idle and had nothing to do, and muttered: "It's more important to work." His role is a young man who works for money, and he is quite involved in the drama, so he should be careful with the camera , let the little reporter breathe a sigh of relief.

The car just passed a short bridge, Clark unconsciously glanced out the window, and vaguely saw a vague figure flashing past.

Clark froze for a moment, then looked out the window again.

With super clairvoyance ability, whether it's Brucey eating Alfred cookies on Wayne Tower, or Tony Stark playing with Princess Nini doll on the top of Stark Tower, he can I can see clearly.

It was also clear that there was no sign of anyone at the location just now.

Clark murmured in a low voice, "Did I read it wrong?"

"What?" Jason asked.

"It's okay." Clark hesitated, but just shook his head.

After a while the driver told them that their destination had arrived.

"Park?" Jason poked his head out and saw the statue of Superman.

There is a man standing under the statue.

A dark brown three-piece suit with a black shirt.Not to mention the strange aesthetics, the expression is also very bad. The shadow of the top hat blocks most of this person's expression, but Superman can see clearly, his frowning brows, and the desire to murderous gaze.

The strange thing is that there is no killing intent revealed.

Clark gave Jason a look.

Jason, who knew it in seconds, put on his vigilance and watched them from a distance with a camera on his shoulders.

Clark approached with his press card: "Sir, the reporter you asked for an interview?"

Some people will be chased by reporters, and they have to spend money to hire bodyguards to avoid reporters’ tailing and interviews. Some people need to spend a lot of money to meet a reporter, including attendance, interviews, editing, etc. Fees included.

The unnamed religious figure clearly falls into the latter category.

He doesn't know much about the rules, but he doesn't communicate with others. He just stares at the camera and mutters: "The world is collapsing, and fools should obey higher leaders. Tear up those superfluous, defeat those intruders. Those who fell from the sky! Shouldn't Appeared in the world!..."

"...those who disobeyed the will and prophecy, survived the world after perishing!"

"……"So long.

Jason was carrying the camera, looking at the other party with a blank expression.

"That brings destructive power...!"

"That steel body...!"

Why don't you just say Superman directly!

Jason was emotionless on the surface, but his inner MMP soared into the sky.

Clark, who was holding the microphone to the opponent's mouth, also had a serious expression, but his heart was very complicated.

Just, how should I say it?

He has seen a lot of opponents on the magic side, and has been tricked many times. What is it about controlling Play, restraining Play, and wild Play?

But this time the opponent...

Doesn't look really smart.

He spoke impassionedly, but his face was even more "facially paralyzed" than theirs. There was nothing but "I'm going to kill someone", let alone preaching, normal speech can scare people away.

The last sentence: "I will challenge you in the name of faith, Superman!"

Still pointing at the camera.

Jason:  …

Silently stepped back a little.

Hit the camera, it’s very troublesome to wipe fingerprints.

Clark gasped for his bonus, and was relieved to see Jason keep the camera. He pretended to hesitate just right, and asked the religious person, "Excuse me, what should I call it?"

"...Didn't I say it?" The man wrinkled his brows even harder.

"No." Clark smiled professionally.

"My name is Foltz."

[Do you know the name "Foltz"? JT]

During the break after the interview, Clark was asking tricky questions from various angles with the religious man Zhou Xuan, using the reporter's nerve-stimulating thinking mode.

Foltz was questioned about smoke from the seven orifices, but he never launched an attack.

unknown reason.

Maybe not recognizing Clark Kent as Superman?According to Constantine, these nascent demons did not include ordinary people on the attack list, which means that the little reporter is safe, a little safer than Superman.

Novelty experience.

Fultz turned his head to the other side impatiently, and Clark also turned the microphone to the other side.

It’s not that the little reporter has no conscience and insists on bullying this not-so-intelligent demon, but that Foltz is too casual and doesn’t say anything clearly. He doesn’t say anything about the time, place, and method of the challenge. Very difficult!

Clark could only follow each one with bitter haha.

Then came the reply.

【That's the guy who wants the Throne of Wrath!It's extremely low IQ. LC】

[By the way, Qiuqiu asked you to replace the remarks with "LM"]

LM?

Lucilia's last name starts with an "M"?

No, demons don't have families, so how can they have surnames?

【Fixed.Foltz is with us, declaring war on Superman.Do you want to come over? JT】

【I'm shopping... LM】

[Don't worry, it won't attack "human beings". The meaning of erasing hope is: kill the symbol that represents hope. LM]

It's not about Superman or Clark.

It's the red cloak, the flamboyant little red boots, and the alien family crest that represents hope.

When everyone saw these symbols, they no longer felt full of joy, no longer believed that they could escape from death, and no longer stretched out their hands with anticipation.

When the wicked are no longer cautious, when the good are no longer hopeful.

The era of correctness ends, and a new century begins amidst chaos.

That is the great feat of the demons.

Qiuqiu hummed a ditty and curled the tip of its small tail, very satisfied with it, Lucilia glanced at it, EMMMM, reached out and licked its snarling little tail.

So Hei Qiuqiu turned back into a disguised black coaster, laying motionless on his stomach, raising his scarlet eyes from time to time, peeking around while no one was looking.

"We are now on Chaoying's side." You give me almost a little.

"I didn't make trouble." Qiuqiu hummed and rubbed Lucilia, "I didn't even go to the scene to cheer, I just wagged my tail in private." Huh!

Barry, who just had a holiday today, propped his chin up and sipped the juice soda in the glass at the speed of an ordinary person. Watching the interaction between the two, Diana was sitting next to Lucilia, with a glass of soda covered with ice cream in hand.

Lucilia drank the coffee-flavored honey, her face full of satisfaction and enjoyment.

They sat and rested in the beverage shop under the shopping plaza, with all kinds of trophies piled up at their feet, and they insisted on clearing a large vacuum around the three of them, and no strangers were allowed to enter.Even if you're not in a private room, you don't have to worry about being overheard.

When Lucilia was sending a text message, Barry's cell phone just vibrated. The Flash quickly took it out to take a look, paused, and then looked at the other two companions.

"Hal has returned to Earth, do you want to call him?"

"Green light?" Diana's expression was slightly disgusted.

"Green Lantern?" Lucilia was very curious, "The one who tied little butterflies on Batman's cat ears? The little bows he made are super cheap!"

Diana & Barry: "..."

It seems that I heard something strange.

"Tell my sister, where did you see it?" Diana poked Lucilia's little face.

The gargoyle narrowed its eyes, took out its mobile phone, and quickly found the Bagua Tower that it had climbed before, and opened the door to a new world for the two superheroes.

"There is also a super big bed made by Green Lantern for Flash, all the styles are recorded in the building!"

Barry suddenly fell into a daze.

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what? ? ?

Diana was also interested. The two took out their mobile phones and exchanged more convenient social accounts. Lucilia didn't know much about the Internet and could only search and climb stairs. Barry helped her register an account.

Then the two got the URL.

The three heads got together and happily climbed the stairs.

"Tsk tsk, so there are so many tricks." Diana couldn't help sighing.

The first few floors were quite normal, with single beds, huge baseball gloves, spring beds, sports cushions, etc., and then swipe down twice, and the taste quickly changed.

Double bed.

Double bed with mosquito net.

Extra large double bed with ornate drapes.

Barry: ...

Why didn't he notice it at all? !

Don't talk about him, even Diana, who thinks she knows everything about the boys, didn't notice this, and now she seems to have a special taste.

"You two have such a good relationship." The princess of Paradise Island sighed.

"Ah? What kind...?" Barry was confused, and quickly shook his head: "No, no, you misunderstood. We did choose the bed together... No! I mean, Hal and I did see it together Those beds... It's simply that every time he returned to Earth, he was kicked out, forced to move, and had to find a new apartment every time, and he didn't have much money at that time, so he would come to me to borrow money, so we just happened to go to the furniture store to give him money. He bought a single bed."

Diana was already lying on the table holding back her laughter, it was super hard work.

"Don't worry, Barry, no one doubts your innocence."

"Then you..." Barry was confused.

The woman waved her hand, motioning him not to ask.

How can I tell my colleagues this idea directly?

Just, just bullying The Flash is so much fun.

HAHAHAHAHA——

Laugh wildly.

Lucilia held her chin and bit the straw, watching Diana's bright sunny rainbow draw a beautiful arc on her head, and a bunch of laughter turned the tilde, rising up into the sky silently.