Ready to reel in.
Bruce thought to himself, staring at the computer screen, which contained folders with names.
Strack had been hooked, and the next step was how to weaken him.
"I can help you." Elaine said, "If it's a flame, I understand a little bit."
Bruce shook his head, he said: "Your task is behind, Elaine. What you have to do now is to continue to train your willpower and control the virus well."
"I guessed you would say that." She giggled, "I just wanted to use this to tell you something else."
"what?"
"I know you don't kill people. So, when I get out of control, please let some of them kill me." Her eyes were bright, and it was obvious that she had made up her mind, and no one could shake it, "I know you think I So childish, but you'll have to forgive me for actually being a five-year-old on a piecemeal basis—the magic of cloning."
Bruce didn't speak.
"If you don't speak again, I'll take it as if you agreed." Elaine actually had a premonition in her heart, "I'll be happy because you ordered it."
Bruce had complicated thoughts, but even so, he couldn't help wondering why he, as a stranger, could give Elaine such a big impact, allowing her to betray everything before.
Reason told him that maybe it was because of the previous instructions.
Without those instructions, perhaps none of them would have met.
"Why?" he finally asked, "Why are you happy that I ordered it?"
Elaine froze, her heart broke, and she said simply: "Because I have a crush on you. Just like those Hollywood movies, isn't it a kind of happiness that I die at the hands of the one I love?"
Bruce: "You know those movies are a lie, right?"
"..." Elaine was speechless for his indifference.
Aren't the scenes where ordinary people confess are all blushing and heartbeating scenes?Why does it seem so normal to him?
"Did you hear what I just said?" Elaine asked. "Can you get to the point?"
Bruce seldom laughed, "You think I didn't hear."
"So you're avoiding it?"
Batman in regular clothes stood up from his chair, probably trying to show that he really didn't evade and perfunctory.Or maybe it was Bruce Wayne's mask on his face, and the image of a dandy and aristocrat suddenly on his face, but Elaine couldn't help but take a step back.
"you--"
She stuttered and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"I've always faced problems head-on, Elaine Hope." Bruce approached her, "Compared to dying at the hands of someone I like, maybe it's more cost-effective to control myself and develop feelings slowly in the future, you said yes Is it? So, you are avoiding."
Right.
Bruce has probably heard too many confessions in his life.For him, her flirtatious sentence might as well be put into practice later.
By the way, take advantage of this shareholder wind to make Elaine's final result not so tragic.
"So you mean, after everything is over, you can really try it with me?" Elaine felt that something exploded in her heart, like thousands of gorgeous fireworks blooming, crackling, so lively.
"Maybe." Bruce said, "but only if you are alive."
At this time, it doesn't matter whether Bruce is drawing cakes or not.At least from Elaine's perspective, it's pretty romantic.
"I'll try." Elaine promised, "I'll really try to live!"
Bruce nodded, instead of embracing her, he patted her on the shoulder, more like facing a comrade in arms, "I'll let them try to weaken Strucker, and the rest will only depend on you."
If, as Poison Ivy said, heat and flames can be weakened, then the more difficult thing is that if Elaine is also on the scene, then the heat will naturally affect her death spores, which may fail.
So, they need to prepare two places.
One place controls Strucker, and the other serves as a transition, allowing the unbearable death spores to escape and finally enter Elaine's body.
One, they chose the temple.The second is the old S.H.I.E.L.D. underground archive room that has been demobilized and there is no living person.
The particularity of the temple makes it difficult for people to easily enter, let alone leave, because there are blindfolds and enchantments all around.
The underground archive room is relatively shady and cool, and the risk of fusion will be much lower.
And once something goes wrong, the archive room is also closed to suppress Elaine who may be out of control.Pulling out all the air in an instant might not kill her, but it would be a big problem for the death spores to spread.
And now, wait for Strucker to completely lower his vigilance.
So Luther went to negotiate.
He still looked down on Strack, aloof, evaluating what he asked Superman to do.
"It's too slow," he commented. "It wouldn't take a year for Superman to make them completely forget about this public opinion."
"It was you who said that if you kill someone, the cooperation will be suspended." Strack said, "But maybe I should kill you first to see if it is true that Superman will escape my control as you said."
"You can try." Luther smiled, "See if you die sooner or I die sooner."
Strucker's confidence is nothing more than that he put death spores in Superman's body, and Luthor's confidence is that it is impossible for Superman to kill him.
"Then what do you want to say when you come here today?"
Luther smiled when he heard this, "I just thought of a better way."
"What? A way to bring down Superman's reputation?" Strack asked.
"You just need to take Superman to the square, let him make a speech, and contempt the civilians." Luthor suggested, "When someone refute, give a little warning - the method of not killing people is much more efficient than your methods many."
"You know that the controlled Superman can't give a speech as you said, right?"
"Then how about going on TV?" Luthor had a lot of ideas, "Let him sit there, it doesn't matter who is talking."
It was the TV station that Superman himself had chosen before, and the live broadcast signal of this area had long been simply cut off by Tim. He was drinking coffee while looking at the successful page above—ah, the quality of Wayne’s coffee beans is really good.
But Strucker didn't know that.
Tim was smart enough to send the live signal to Detroit to prevent him from asking if the 11th was actually live.
And he was right, Strack did ask the 11th if he could receive the live broadcast signal normally.
After hanging up the communication with Strucker on the 11th, a golden portal appeared at her feet, teleporting her to the temple.
Strange was drinking tea with Elaine, seeing that No. 11 was successfully teleported, he shrugged and put a barrier around her body.
Number 11 is Strange's most trusted lackey. In order to prevent variables, of course, the sooner it is controlled, the better.
"Why didn't she move at all?" Elaine wondered.
"I put down the silence barrier." Strange drank the tea in the quilt, waved his hand, and No. 11, who was quilted in the invisible barrier, flew to the corner of the hall.Next, wait for Strucker's arrival.
In the studio, Superman was already obediently sitting on a chair.Just add the sound later, it's very simple.
"Are you sure this will work." Strack questioned again.
After a while, the temperature in the studio began to rise, causing Strack to sweat, "Don't you think it's too hot?"
Luther had expected it a long time ago, and rolled his eyes directly, as if mocking him for not seeing the world: "Have you never been in a studio to shoot? With so many machines dissipating heat, how can it not be hot?"
Probably what Strack hated most was being looked down upon.
But in fact, this temperature is just a test water.
Weather magic is not difficult, but directly controlling the indoor temperature is not as good as directly turning up the temperature of the air conditioner, the whole place is stuffy and hot.
Strack had no choice but to endure until he found that Luther had disappeared, and he felt that something was wrong.
And when he felt this way, he was already standing in the temple, surrounded by air walls, surrounded by some characters that only appeared in his past memory.
"So it's all a trap, but why didn't you guys catch me in the first place?"
He asked good questions.
Do you have to go to such lengths to kill him?
Of course not, all this is just to save the world, eliminate hidden dangers, and really do it once and for all.
Kill Strucker, Superman will still go the way before.And they took such a big turn, in fact, the goal is to control the biggest hidden danger in the future.
Elaine Hope.
Strucker saw the future of the first layer, while Strange saw the countless layers behind.
"You really don't know what you've created, do you, Lord Strucker?" Strange murmured.
The author has something to say:
Are you really not ready to see the advance receipt? (Poor)
Bruce thought to himself, staring at the computer screen, which contained folders with names.
Strack had been hooked, and the next step was how to weaken him.
"I can help you." Elaine said, "If it's a flame, I understand a little bit."
Bruce shook his head, he said: "Your task is behind, Elaine. What you have to do now is to continue to train your willpower and control the virus well."
"I guessed you would say that." She giggled, "I just wanted to use this to tell you something else."
"what?"
"I know you don't kill people. So, when I get out of control, please let some of them kill me." Her eyes were bright, and it was obvious that she had made up her mind, and no one could shake it, "I know you think I So childish, but you'll have to forgive me for actually being a five-year-old on a piecemeal basis—the magic of cloning."
Bruce didn't speak.
"If you don't speak again, I'll take it as if you agreed." Elaine actually had a premonition in her heart, "I'll be happy because you ordered it."
Bruce had complicated thoughts, but even so, he couldn't help wondering why he, as a stranger, could give Elaine such a big impact, allowing her to betray everything before.
Reason told him that maybe it was because of the previous instructions.
Without those instructions, perhaps none of them would have met.
"Why?" he finally asked, "Why are you happy that I ordered it?"
Elaine froze, her heart broke, and she said simply: "Because I have a crush on you. Just like those Hollywood movies, isn't it a kind of happiness that I die at the hands of the one I love?"
Bruce: "You know those movies are a lie, right?"
"..." Elaine was speechless for his indifference.
Aren't the scenes where ordinary people confess are all blushing and heartbeating scenes?Why does it seem so normal to him?
"Did you hear what I just said?" Elaine asked. "Can you get to the point?"
Bruce seldom laughed, "You think I didn't hear."
"So you're avoiding it?"
Batman in regular clothes stood up from his chair, probably trying to show that he really didn't evade and perfunctory.Or maybe it was Bruce Wayne's mask on his face, and the image of a dandy and aristocrat suddenly on his face, but Elaine couldn't help but take a step back.
"you--"
She stuttered and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"I've always faced problems head-on, Elaine Hope." Bruce approached her, "Compared to dying at the hands of someone I like, maybe it's more cost-effective to control myself and develop feelings slowly in the future, you said yes Is it? So, you are avoiding."
Right.
Bruce has probably heard too many confessions in his life.For him, her flirtatious sentence might as well be put into practice later.
By the way, take advantage of this shareholder wind to make Elaine's final result not so tragic.
"So you mean, after everything is over, you can really try it with me?" Elaine felt that something exploded in her heart, like thousands of gorgeous fireworks blooming, crackling, so lively.
"Maybe." Bruce said, "but only if you are alive."
At this time, it doesn't matter whether Bruce is drawing cakes or not.At least from Elaine's perspective, it's pretty romantic.
"I'll try." Elaine promised, "I'll really try to live!"
Bruce nodded, instead of embracing her, he patted her on the shoulder, more like facing a comrade in arms, "I'll let them try to weaken Strucker, and the rest will only depend on you."
If, as Poison Ivy said, heat and flames can be weakened, then the more difficult thing is that if Elaine is also on the scene, then the heat will naturally affect her death spores, which may fail.
So, they need to prepare two places.
One place controls Strucker, and the other serves as a transition, allowing the unbearable death spores to escape and finally enter Elaine's body.
One, they chose the temple.The second is the old S.H.I.E.L.D. underground archive room that has been demobilized and there is no living person.
The particularity of the temple makes it difficult for people to easily enter, let alone leave, because there are blindfolds and enchantments all around.
The underground archive room is relatively shady and cool, and the risk of fusion will be much lower.
And once something goes wrong, the archive room is also closed to suppress Elaine who may be out of control.Pulling out all the air in an instant might not kill her, but it would be a big problem for the death spores to spread.
And now, wait for Strucker to completely lower his vigilance.
So Luther went to negotiate.
He still looked down on Strack, aloof, evaluating what he asked Superman to do.
"It's too slow," he commented. "It wouldn't take a year for Superman to make them completely forget about this public opinion."
"It was you who said that if you kill someone, the cooperation will be suspended." Strack said, "But maybe I should kill you first to see if it is true that Superman will escape my control as you said."
"You can try." Luther smiled, "See if you die sooner or I die sooner."
Strucker's confidence is nothing more than that he put death spores in Superman's body, and Luthor's confidence is that it is impossible for Superman to kill him.
"Then what do you want to say when you come here today?"
Luther smiled when he heard this, "I just thought of a better way."
"What? A way to bring down Superman's reputation?" Strack asked.
"You just need to take Superman to the square, let him make a speech, and contempt the civilians." Luthor suggested, "When someone refute, give a little warning - the method of not killing people is much more efficient than your methods many."
"You know that the controlled Superman can't give a speech as you said, right?"
"Then how about going on TV?" Luthor had a lot of ideas, "Let him sit there, it doesn't matter who is talking."
It was the TV station that Superman himself had chosen before, and the live broadcast signal of this area had long been simply cut off by Tim. He was drinking coffee while looking at the successful page above—ah, the quality of Wayne’s coffee beans is really good.
But Strucker didn't know that.
Tim was smart enough to send the live signal to Detroit to prevent him from asking if the 11th was actually live.
And he was right, Strack did ask the 11th if he could receive the live broadcast signal normally.
After hanging up the communication with Strucker on the 11th, a golden portal appeared at her feet, teleporting her to the temple.
Strange was drinking tea with Elaine, seeing that No. 11 was successfully teleported, he shrugged and put a barrier around her body.
Number 11 is Strange's most trusted lackey. In order to prevent variables, of course, the sooner it is controlled, the better.
"Why didn't she move at all?" Elaine wondered.
"I put down the silence barrier." Strange drank the tea in the quilt, waved his hand, and No. 11, who was quilted in the invisible barrier, flew to the corner of the hall.Next, wait for Strucker's arrival.
In the studio, Superman was already obediently sitting on a chair.Just add the sound later, it's very simple.
"Are you sure this will work." Strack questioned again.
After a while, the temperature in the studio began to rise, causing Strack to sweat, "Don't you think it's too hot?"
Luther had expected it a long time ago, and rolled his eyes directly, as if mocking him for not seeing the world: "Have you never been in a studio to shoot? With so many machines dissipating heat, how can it not be hot?"
Probably what Strack hated most was being looked down upon.
But in fact, this temperature is just a test water.
Weather magic is not difficult, but directly controlling the indoor temperature is not as good as directly turning up the temperature of the air conditioner, the whole place is stuffy and hot.
Strack had no choice but to endure until he found that Luther had disappeared, and he felt that something was wrong.
And when he felt this way, he was already standing in the temple, surrounded by air walls, surrounded by some characters that only appeared in his past memory.
"So it's all a trap, but why didn't you guys catch me in the first place?"
He asked good questions.
Do you have to go to such lengths to kill him?
Of course not, all this is just to save the world, eliminate hidden dangers, and really do it once and for all.
Kill Strucker, Superman will still go the way before.And they took such a big turn, in fact, the goal is to control the biggest hidden danger in the future.
Elaine Hope.
Strucker saw the future of the first layer, while Strange saw the countless layers behind.
"You really don't know what you've created, do you, Lord Strucker?" Strange murmured.
The author has something to say:
Are you really not ready to see the advance receipt? (Poor)
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