[Comprehensive British and American] The son of the villain does not want to inherit the family busi

Accompanied by the death of that person, it was as if a hole had been opened in the middle of the huge illusion, and then the hole began to collapse into pieces around the center.

Among those things that looked like cracks in the wall, Ke Erwen keenly found a touch of fluorescent yellow, which was the parallax demon who was about to flee after the illusion was shattered.

If the other party didn't invade his body, he might really not be able to do anything with the other party, because such spiritual things are always visible but intangible.

But it's different now.Tentacles of the same color quickly stretched out, bound the parallax demon, and then dragged it back—as long as the host was not afraid and had no mental loopholes, it was nothing.

"Feeding on fear is an instinct engraved in your and my genetic sequences. Do you feel fear now?"

The tentacles wrapped the parallax demon into a ball, unscrupulously extracted the fear absorbed by the opponent, and then transformed it into energy that could be used by itself.

Although Ke Wen is very skillful in doing it, this is actually the first time he has done this by instinct.Now, he's marveling at the taste of fear—

"Huh, it actually tastes like lotus seeds and pears? I heard that this can beautify the skin, but..." Thinking of how many locks of hair he had shaved off before, he subconsciously rubbed his head, "But can this grow hair?"

This distraction, the Parallax Demon, which was shriveled due to a large amount of power being drawn, slid out directly from between the tentacles.Ke Wen wanted to catch it, but the opponent had learned his lesson this time, like a slippery loach.

I don't know if it's because the weather is unfavorable, the ground is unfavorable, people are not harmonious, and the illusion is all broken at this time.The young man could only watch helplessly as the other party disappeared completely.

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But with a violent impact, Ke Wen suddenly opened his eyes.The gloomy, rainy sky and the deserted streets around him all proved that he had escaped from the illusion.In addition, he also saw a pair of infinitely magnified, sky-blue eyes.

It's Superman!He recovered? !I don't know if the other party still remembers what happened before, if so...

Ke Wen supported the ground with one hand, trying to quickly get himself up from the weak state of lying on the ground.But the other party stepped back first, with an apologetic smile on his face, "Sorry, I might have scared you!"

——Wow, this is something he didn't expect before.

The young man glanced at the bruised and purple eye circles on Superman's face, as well as the damaged cloak at several corners, and found that his mood seemed a little better than before.

But what has to be said has to be said, he muttered, "You should really feel sorry for my hair and…"

"Baby, I think if it's against Superman, making such a sacrifice is still barely worth it?"

The man who was originally standing far away took a few steps forward, his tone was relaxed, and while giving Kervin a wink, he stepped forward to help the young man straighten his clothes, "Ordinary people like us don't even have to Can withstand the punch of a god in the world."

After being controlled countless times, this man taught him to be a human god with all kinds of kryptonite weapons: "..."

Colvin stared into the man's steel-blue eyes for a while, then turned to look at the strange container in his hand.

It was a cylindrical transparent thing, and a small fluorescent yellow thing was bumping into it. It was the parallax demon who had escaped from him before and had turned back into a parallax monster.

——The crashing sound he heard when he opened his eyes just now was probably the result of this thing falling headlong into the container just after it came out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den.

but……

Ke Wen moved his lips, "Just now..."

Bruce Wayne noticed the young man's gaze on the container, and then very naturally threw it to Clark Kent next to him, as if it was just a gadget that a playboy didn't like—

"This thing is Superman's target, I just took it for me."

This explanation is a little far-fetched, but nothing.As a person with planA to planZ, there are only a few more drafts in his mind.

But Ke Wen just nodded almost casually, but his focus was on another matter, "It turns out that it was indeed you that I saw when I was dizzy just now. I thought I had made a mistake. After all, you seemed to be wearing a Leather gloves?"

While saying this, he grabbed the other's rough and callused hand nearby.

Bruce Wayne looked down at the two skin-to-skin hands. That set of bat suits had long been placed elsewhere with the Batmobile. If the other party suspected this now, what he needed to do was...

"But it's okay!" Ke Wen rolled up the sleeves of the other party, not caring whether the expensive coat would be full of wrinkles.

The fingertips slid up the opponent's arm, and then stopped at a place - this was the place where he held it vigorously when he was not conscious.

Because of his status as a vigilante, Bruce Wayne's skin is not delicate, and with the protection of the gloves made of special materials, the place is not even congested and swollen.

But Ke Wen still touched it carefully, then rubbed it little by little, and even blew on it, "Does it hurt? There shouldn't be any sequelae, right?"

Then, he felt Bruce Wayne's whole body froze—did he accidentally press the place that made him feel pain?

Before he could ask this question, the man's hand that was not caught pressed the top of his head, and then rubbed it very lightly.

Colvin didn't know exactly what this meant, but did it at least mean—his golden master was fine, not seriously hurt, and not angry with him?

God knows how worried he was before that the previous violent behavior of "offending above" would make the other party feel dissatisfied and withdraw their capital!

"I'm fine, and at the same time, I'm glad to see that you're fine." Bruce Wayne gestured toward the dilapidated streets around him, "Gotham is chaotic and dangerous now, since you've encountered it, let me give you a ride by the way?"

In normal times, Ke Wen would not want to agree, but the situation is different now.Who can refuse a peerless good donor who doesn't care whether the sponsor hit him before?Such stupid people with a lot of money are the type that will be snatched away quickly on the street, right?

So Ke Wen nodded obediently.

Bruce Wayne was very satisfied with this. He raised his chin towards another street corner, where a luxury car befitting the prince of Gotham was parked, "Baby, go to the car and wait for me first, I still have something to say Speak to the son of God in Metropolis."

Ke Wen subconsciously wanted to follow the request of the other party, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something——

He seems to have forgotten Lex Luthor's request!

The other party is still struggling in a state where business secrets are lost and the company may go bankrupt at any time!

The young man tried his best to recall what kind of chip the other party's business secrets were installed in, and then looked at Superman secretly.

He didn't know where the other party would put that thing, so now he could only hastily sweep the other party's whole body.

The curly hair on the top of the head, the tights that are damaged but have no pockets at all, the container that holds the parallax in the hand...

etc--

Ke Wen kept looking at the container from this angle, and this was definitely the time when he looked at that thing most seriously.Then, he found a chip with the Lex corporate logo that was hard to see with the naked eye in the small lump of fluorescent yellow.

This is what he's been looking for!

But it is obviously unrealistic to want to get it back now, because the donor is watching.In the end, he could only ask Superman, "Where are you going to put this container?"

"This," Superman scratched his head, "probably Batman's secret base? He always likes to study these things."

Well, then the next thing to look for should be Batman... Having established such a small goal, Ke Wen stuffed himself into the luxury car of his benefactor, closed the door very considerately, and climbed into the car. windows.

After confirming that Ke Wen could no longer hear the conversation between the two, Superman folded his arms and floated up, "You know, B? I always feel that you are the one who is treated specially."

He stretched out his bruised arm, as if he wanted to compare with his partner who rolled up his sleeves and showed his "injury".

Of course Bruce Wayne knew what the other party was referring to, and knew that the other party was just joking, but the corners of his lips ticked upwards, "I'm his benefactor."

But the next moment, the arc was flattened again, "What happened before? About Parallax, about you, about Ke Wen."

"I thought you already knew everything?" Superman shrugged. They all knew that there were a lot of surveillance videos in the Batcave.

Bruce Wayne's voice was a little deeper, "I thought you at least knew how many cameras would stop working as your thermal vision swept past? I will count these in your battle damage."

Superman choked, and even his mental curls collapsed, "...As I told you before, I chased the parallax all the way into Teng's sewer. But that thing is very cunning, and I prepared it in advance. Hostage. In order to ensure the safety of the hostage, I cannot make an unequal deal with him."

"After being possessed by that thing, my memory began to become blurred, and I can only vaguely know the purpose of some parallax monsters."

"So... what was it going to do?" Bruce Wayne hit the nail on the head.

"It wanted me to kill as 'Superman' in the busiest part of Gotham, you know, and that would be scary. But, Colvin tried to stop me, and it... paid a lot."

Everyone knows how much courage it takes to step forward and stop Superman when he is controlled.And Superman obviously thought of the traces on Colvin's body that were probably swept out by the heat vision, "He was even possessed by the parallax monster in the end."

Bruce Wayne pursed his lips, "I will take him for a comprehensive physical examination."

"That's the best. If the equipment is not enough, you can also use the Fortress of Solitude..."

Before Clark Kent finished speaking, he was stopped by the other party with a look. He smiled, "Okay, I was joking. But—"

He turned his eyes to look at the luxury car, "I think you really found a very good person this time. You know, what kind of willpower is needed to get rid of the control of the parallax monster with your own strength."

Bruce Wayne, who was about to leave, paused, "I know."