[Zhongyingmei] This villain has nothing to say

It's impossible to lose the injection in your hand. If you are passive and sabotage work, don't you want to.

Amis lowered her eyes, trying her best to ignore the fact that she was watching the other party sticking the needle, and calmly looked for the veins on his arm.

She pressed Superman's arm, Superman's muscles were hard, and she was a little unsure if the needle in her hand could penetrate his skin smoothly.However, no matter how hard the metal is on the earth, it might not be able to hurt him, but yesterday she saw that this man, who is known as the god of the world, would bleed.

She slid her fingertips along the slightly cool skin, thinking about where to strike can relatively relieve the pain-although such behavior is a bit unnecessary, and the soldiers don't seem to care about the pain-but I don't know why she recently saw The needle tip will feel sore before the person who gets the injection.

"...I guess you just saw that I've woken up, right?" The Kryptonian who hadn't made a sound spoke in silence. He had been waiting for the pain to subside before he asked something, but there was a gap that slipped along his arm. The slightly itchy touch made him unable to help but raise his head.

Amis stopped what she was doing.

Seeing the slightly confused gaze from under the black frame, Clark raised the corner of his mouth helplessly. This action also softened his brows that had been furrowed due to the continuous pain, and his expression became more relaxed.

"Thank you." He said it again, because he didn't know if he had conveyed his gratitude last time, "I always wanted to ask, last time, why did you help me?"

I didn't help you... Well I did do something, would you like to put in a good word for me in order to commute my sentence on the day of the accused.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't helped you." When actually answering the other party, Amis responded with a blank expression.

Several monitors in the base are still on, even if no one is around now, the monitors will record every move of the laboratory.

Clark knew that the girl's kindness towards him was not his illusion, but she didn't show any tenderness on her face at this time. If he hadn't seen the little trick she made last time, he probably would have found it hard to believe that there was something in front of her. The unapproachable cold girl helped him.

He thought she might be apprehensive about being seen talking to him.

"I hope I didn't cause you any trouble." Superman faced the enemy far more times than the people he saved. He was used to dealing with malice, but sometimes he didn't

Knows what to do with people who show him kindness.Although he also wanted to get out of trouble early, he didn't want innocent people to pay any price for him.

The person who arrested him hasn't come to see him so far, so he probably has other plans for him.

There was a chill on the arm.

This time it was a potion for disinfection.

"You won't tell me why you work, right?" Clark smiled slightly, and the tough facial contours softened a lot.

His question is not really an interrogation. Clark has guesses about who is imprisoning him - he is familiar with his weaknesses and has such kryptonite reserves and financial resources. Not surprisingly, it is very likely that he knows Metropolis Someone who had always been hostile to him did it.

Unlike the Flash and Lantern who have fun in battle - he never understood why they couldn't stop asking their opponents strange questions when they were fighting, isn't that really talking to themselves - Clark is not good at teasing , and have no habit of engaging in worthless exchanges with the enemy.

But looking at the girl with a serious expression in front of him, he couldn't help asking questions instead of thinking about the meaning of the question. He felt as if he suddenly understood why his companions could always ask questions that no one would answer. up.

"If my boss needs something else from you, he will appear in front of you." Amis said in a cold voice. Her Earth language is not proficient, but short sentences are also unintelligible. Something went wrong, she paused at the end.When she replied, she had the idea of ​​revealing some useful information to the other party by hinting, but at this moment, something suddenly came to her mind.

Does Superman have an alliance?

She remembered that he seemed to be a member of some newly formed alliance organization to guard the earth, which one?

Amis has not been on Earth for a long time. It can be said that she is still in the stage of google to solve everything. After entering the company, she has entered a closed management environment. There is only an internal network in the employee base, so she has no Opportunity to check the news materials.

Would finding a way to call for help from Superman's allies make Superman's chances of being rescued better?

But sending a distress signal to Earth's defenders seems too dangerous, doesn't it?The movement is absolutely impossible to be small.What if the alliance organization knew the mage who drove her out of the earth, what if they really found out here and dealt with the boss.

No, the Guardians on Earth respect life, they won't do anything to her boss easily, she should be worried

It should be that the boss used Superman to kill Superman...

If something like this really happened, the situation would be serious.

The heart that beat repeatedly swayed for a while.

Even though she had the urge to have a showdown with Superman and embrace this potential thigh earlier, but thinking of her boss with a bad temper, she was a little hesitant.

The crime of mutilating the guardians of the earth is definitely unacceptable, but even if you want to write a report letter, you still have to think about how to avoid revealing your identity and avoid being discovered and hunted down by the boss.It's just that in this way, I don't know how long it will take to save enough money to repair the spacecraft, and I don't know how long it will take to realize the plan to leave Earth early.

"You will be asleep for a long time," Amis looked at Superman, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Use a threatening tone when talking, and you will get the opposite threat from the other party, and you can get a lot of useful information from it-this is what she learned from a female warrior on Titan.Amis wanted to hear from Superman about his allies, and it would be easier for her to determine who she could turn to if he directly warned her which of his allied friends would not let them go.

...Hopefully not to hear the name of an Earth mage.

But Amis may not have realized that the Zehuberi warrior lady she knew used to say such things when she was usually planning to get rid of her opponent during the interrogation.

Her eyes were cold at the moment, and she asked such a question before the injection, combined with her indifferent face and the inorganic white light reflected on the lens, it was even more dangerous.

Clark was silent for a while, and hesitantly asked what he wanted to say at the end: "Is there any chance for me to wake up after this injection?"

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"boom!--"

Taking the elevator up to the [-]th floor of the company, before entering the laboratory where the meeting was held, Amis heard a piercing sound of glass shattering.

Who accidentally broke a Petri dish?she wondered.

But then, the louder sound of various experimental vessels and metal supports falling to the ground came out again.

Amis went in with the report and found out, aha, it turned out that the boss was flipping the table.

The door behind her was automatically locked after she came in, and the noise from the outside world was completely blocked, and the sound of the boss's gasping for anger in the closed laboratory was very clear.

It can only be said that the timing of her arrival was very coincidental, and the boss turned his back to the door after lifting the table. Otherwise, even if she didn't come late, it would be hard to say that she would not be affected if she ran into the boss and got angry.his old

Not the worst temper she had ever met, but definitely the weirdest.

Among the five or six researchers standing, including Dr. Donovan, none of them took the initiative to speak. Amis walked to the end of the crowd. She was too small and was blocked by the people in front of her. No one would notice her at all. .

She raised her eyes and saw the scene in the laboratory through the gap between the crowd.

Apart from glass shards all over the gray ground, there was also a smashed small biological cabin, and a deformed experimental body the size of a cub died in the nutrient solution that flowed all over the floor.It was forcibly catalyzed to grow up, and its life span was less than two days. The immature dry limbs seemed to be crookedly attached to the body, which was extremely disproportionate to its body, like a broken toy.

It was a creature created using the genes of Superman.

"You think I want this kind of result? Such useless garbage?" The boss took a deep breath, straightened his tie, and looked at the group of people under him angrily, "How long has it been? Why? We still cultivate this kind of useless thing? What are you doing with the samples I worked so hard to get, staring at it and daydreaming?"

In fact, it really wasn't very long... The temperature in the laboratory wasn't too high, but Donovan felt that his forehead was sweating all the time. As the manager of the entire project, he was under the greatest pressure.

"Their growth cycle is too short," he explained. "The growth rate of these experimental products has violated the growth laws of living things. We just need some time..."

"Rules? Superman doesn't follow those rules, don't make excuses for your defective products, Donovan." The man in the suit sneered, "Do you think I have enough time to run for the presidential election? ?—— Use your brain to think of something useful! What I lack most now is time! No matter how much time they have to develop, it will not change the fact that they are garbage, and you have not maximized the value of Superman's blood ——The genes of these clones are flawed, and they can’t even meet half of what I expected, how much do you expect them to inherit the abilities I want when they grow up?”

Amis glanced at the doctor who was almost sweating all over, and felt a little bit moved that a small employee also has the benefits of a small employee, at least she doesn't have to face the boss's anger.

Amis naturally knows how many uses blood has. When she first came to the company, the project content was actually the analysis and recombination of genes.Superman's blood probably has more uses, advancing biotechnology, making genetic weapons...she doesn't

Accidentally her boss used them for cloning.

If the content of her job hadn't suddenly changed to researching the strongest guardian of the earth, she would have thought that their boss was someone who had made outstanding contributions to the biological development of the earth—although Amis didn't think her boss would take those things What a good thing to do, but she couldn't deny that her boss was really smart.

It's just that trying to control a power that can't be controlled at all is also very dangerous.

From the first time she entered the company and met her boss, Amis felt that her boss had a sense of irritability. He hadn't caught Superman at that time, and that unease wasn't even caused by imprisoning Superman. Instead, it was aimed at something more serious that was about to be faced.He is eager to do something, but always feels that there is not enough time.

Watching them use Superman to do research is also a headache, but fortunately, the analysis of Superman's genes does not seem to be as smooth as they expected, and her boss hasn't done anything out of control with Superman's blood.

"Think about why I came here for you! I came here to solve the troubles, not to let you leave the troubles to me!" The boss waved his hand impatiently, and the people below dispersed. various jobs.

He called Donovan before he left.

"...The people from the alliance are already investigating me. These damn things are always watching me so closely. My actions are limited. They will find me soon...I have made it very clear that I don't have much time ..."

Amis came out of the laboratory behind the boss and the others. She originally wanted to talk to Dr. Donovan about something, but the boss and the others didn't know how long it would take to finish their conversation. After thinking about it, it's better to go back to the underground base first.

There is only a cold metal smell in the corridors of the company with a light sense of technology. The boss’s strange temper is reflected in various places. I forgot to hear a colleague mentioning that the boss doesn’t like fragrances. Therefore, there is not even a little smell of fragrance in the whole company, no matter where it is. They can only breathe the cold air of the air conditioner.

But today, I don't know if it was Amis's illusion. She seemed to smell a not-so-obvious smell of blood.

No, it wasn't her illusion. At the corner, a man in black and orange light armor with a black eyepatch on his face leaned aside.

who is he?When did you show up in the company?

The man's attire looked dangerous at first glance, but the boss ignored him when he walked by, and Miss Mercy, the boss's female secretary waiting for him in the corridor, didn't care about him.

The reaction seems to be aware of the existence of that person.

Was he hired to keep his boss safe?

A man is like a walking arsenal. In addition to the bullets and cold weapons worn around his waist, he also has a row of large-caliber bullets around his chest, and two long knives on his back.He raised his eyes when she came, but maybe he felt that an ordinary employee didn't pay much attention, so his sharp eyes only fell on her for a moment and then retracted.

Amis didn't look at him, and quietly quickened her pace as she walked over.

She didn't like that man very much... She smelled blood coming from him, but it wasn't that he was hurt, the smell of death that made her uncomfortable came from his knives and guns.

"You know what to do... I can't show unusual movements, so I need you as soon as possible..."

The pedestrian in front reached the elevator entrance, but the elevator hadn't come down yet.

Amis was hesitant to go over, and it was best not to go over if the bosses winked a little while talking, but if she didn't go over, she would stare at the man next to her with two knives.

"I don't want to deal with those people, who knows what those lunatics are thinking all day long..."

Before Amis could figure out whether to move on, the boss hadn't finished speaking, and the last sneer just escaped halfway from her throat, and she disappeared into the corridor.

...disappeared down the hallway?

Where is her boss?

Amis gasped.

Seeing Dr. Donovan and Miss Mercy start to look downstairs, her blood pressure rose instantly.

——Impossible, in such a short time, with so many people watching, can the boss still fall down! !A boss at her age just disappeared? ?

The heart almost jumped out of her poor body, but the next scene proved that the boss didn't fall from the stairs - to be precise, he did have a free fall - and was quickly pulled up by his ankles.

A tight hook hangs from the glass bridge connecting the buildings on both sides, and the boss, who is lifted upside down by his ankles, is dangling upside down outside the corridor on their floor.

At some point in the shadow of the corner, a dark figure appeared.

"No one wants to deal with you." The black figure suddenly appeared in the corridor and walked towards the boss. He looked like an ordinary human being, but his hoarse and terrifying voice made people wonder whether he was human after all. . "If you confess what you are hiding earlier, everyone will be a lot easier - Lex Luthor."