Rational discussion, who is the stupidest brother [Comprehensive British and American]

As soon as Aum's words came out, the street fell into a dead silence again.

he!exist!explain!Varied!what? !

Invite several intelligence dealers such as Plum Blossom Jack, Black Wine Barrel, Snowflake Gold, etc.? !

please?

Can you come? !

Isn't this kid's tone too loud? !

It is said to be intelligence dealers, but are Jack Plum and the others really just intelligence dealers?It is difficult to invite one person, but how many people should be invited together?

Is this request too much? !

Although it is about please, but all fools know that please is impossible to invite, unless tied!

"Really... Do you want to invite me?" the black-skinned youth asked tremblingly.

"of course."

Aum squatted down in front of the black-skinned young man with a smile again, raised his head again, and held it gently in his palm.

"Do you want to go? If you want to go, I can give you preferential treatment. You have the priority to choose who to invite."

The black-skinned young man raised his eyes in a daze, probably because of the angle, and the reason why he had the courage to look directly at the hooded evil spirit for the first time after being beaten. He finally saw clearly the face of this hooded evil spirit who always took his knife... ...bottom half only.

There are four or five-story buildings on both sides of the street, which firmly block the sight and prying eyes from other parts of the city, and at the same time block most of the daily sunlight.But even in the dim light, the black-skinned young man can still see that the hooded man's jawline and lip lines are quite beautiful.

Oh, by the way, there are also a few golden hairs faintly leaking from the gap in the hood.

It's really not like people like them, people who don't need sunshine and can't see it.The black-skinned youth thought mockingly.

"Snowflake gold."

The black-skinned youth heard his own voice.

Aum's mouth twitched.

He has to say that this nickname, which sounds like it's not his real name, is really ugly and incomprehensible.

Generally speaking, the nicknames that people in this industry like to use are mostly related to their own characteristics, or to show their strength, or to show off.

But... snowflake gold...?

"It is said that it is because Xue Huajin likes to eat beef."

The black-skinned young man said dryly, completely oblivious to the fact that he had entered the conditional launch-style question-and-answer mode.Maybe... a little Stockholm?

Aum was full of question marks.

Where is the logical relationship between snowflake gold... and beef?How many strange logics do land people have?

"Snowflake Gold's favorite is Snowflake Beef..." the black-skinned youth continued to explain dryly.

Orm was still dazed.

If it wasn't for the need to suppress the audience, he really wanted to take out his phone and find out what Snowflake Beef was.

"...It's just...uh..."

The black-skinned youth scratched his head, a little tangled.

Snowflake beef is something he has heard of but never eaten.It's not that he can't afford to eat it all at once, but he prefers to make a small fortune and go to the bar, buy two bottles of old wine, and catch a beautiful woman... Really I don't know how to explain to the hooded monster what snowflake beef is...

Speaking of which, the hooded fierce god looks like a high-class person, and he doesn't even know about snowflake beef... So, is snowflake beef not as rare and expensive as Snowflake Gold boasted, and is it the meat of upper-class lords and young masters? ?

"So——" Aum didn't bother to look at the entanglement of the black-skinned youth, and analyzed the logical relationship on his own, "—is Jin the name?"

"No."

The black-skinned young man's answering speed is obviously much faster this time, I know the answer to this question!

"It's because Snowflake Gold loves money, so it's nicknamed Jin."

Aum: "..."

OK!

In short, it's just a tasteless nickname!

Aum couldn't help but spurn his overly curious self for a second, then put aside the question neatly, patted the black-skinned young man on the head, stood up and said kindly:

"The snowflake gold is yours."

The black-skinned youth suddenly froze!

etc!This is not right!

Why is he going to invite... oh, no, it's tied... wait, it doesn't seem right?Forget it!In short, what snowflake gold?

How did he get in there? !

"What? Are you not happy?"

Aum stood in front of the black-skinned young man, his slightly bowed arc seemed to envelop him in the shadow.From the perspective of the black-skinned youth, all he could see were his clean shoes and a small portion of his trousers.

"No, yes."

As soon as the words came out, the black-skinned youth screamed in his heart.

Ahhhh——why did you agree ahhh!

Shouldn't you take the opportunity to find a reason to refuse? !

shouldn't...

The black-skinned young man looked at the clean and shiny leather shoes that had been beaten for half a street, answered inwardly to himself, and then showed a miserable smile of resignation.

No...isn't it just to invite Snowflake Gold...well...

Micro, smile to face the tragic life!

"Then why don't you stand up?"

Aum looked down at the black-skinned young man who only moved his mouth but didn't move his body, and once suspected that he was taking the opportunity to be lazy.

The black-skinned young man squirmed twice, then fell back on his stomach with a snap, and said with tears in his eyes, "It's not that I'm lazy, it's that I really can't get up...Trust me QAQ!"

Mystery: "..."

Gee!

Accidentally started a little too hard, a mistake!

Aum turned around in a second and asked the others:

"So, does anyone want to go?"

All the people who hadn't been beaten to the point that they couldn't get up got up and signed up actively.

Aum glanced around, feeling pain in his eyes.

讲道理，想要从这群酷爱花臂和腱子肉的灰色职业从业者中挑出个符合他审美品味的人，本就是生命不可承受之重，加之他们刚刚挨了顿揍更显歪瓜裂Juju... Aom needs to wash his eyes badly!

Bruce, Dick, Tim, whoever it is, as long as it's beautiful, handsome and eye-catching!

If Gotham is too far away, you can use Arthur to make do!The big deal is that he is like what the land people say on the Internet, his eyes have a P-picture function, just ignore Arthur's hair and beard!

Hey?

and many more!wrong!

Arthur is also a brawny man!And it's one of the best!

Aum suddenly covered his eyes in pain, their king of Atlantis... a strong man with flowery arms...

The aesthetic taste of Atlantis, after all, the queen mother forgot to stuff it into Arthur's head (or couldn't) when she gave birth?Or was it washed from his head by the sea?

The black-skinned young man was surprised to find that for some reason, the aura of the hooded fierce god suddenly changed...how should I put it?The black-skinned young man searched his knowledge-poor head, but couldn't find any words that he thought would match the hooded evil spirit, so he could only use the most common words to describe it... Lost energy.

Aum raised his hand and casually pointed out nine people.

"Just the nine of you."

Suddenly discovering that his brother had a lot in common with this group of gray professional practitioners in front of him, Aum's mood suddenly dropped to the bottom, and even his tone of voice became listless.

"A group of three, form a team by yourself, and then choose an intelligence dealer to bring the person back intact. Pay attention to safety."

Aum considers himself a tolerant and good boss. Although...he does not pay salary, he will care about the physical and mental health of his employees!

Even... It's just a few temporary employees picked out at random.

The nine people who were pointed out were overjoyed. Without a word, they immediately formed a team with each other according to Aum's request, stood in three piles and selected their targets.Under Aum's supervision, there wasn't even a chaotic scene of fights over the easiest target.

After Aum nodded in agreement with their grouping and target selection, the nine immediately set off without delay, heading for the exit of that street.Turning around the corner at the exit, after confirming that the Hooded Fierce God would definitely not be able to see them, the nine of them looked at each other, stepped forward in tacit understanding, and ran away, as fast as if there was a clown on their back.

The black-skinned young man who watched the nine people leave that street: I feel like I missed a billion QwQ!

***

Gotham, Wayne Manor.

The moment he realized that he was being counter-invaded, Tim suddenly understood what it meant to be...

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting!

QAQ!

What slowing down the attack, the weak offensive, it's all just acting!

What was said in the Art of War book I read before... I remembered!Show the enemy's weakness, confuse the enemy, and attack the enemy!

Father taught him a vivid lesson!

But... Batman is Batman, and your father will always be your father... Isn't this way of teaching a little bit cruel?

Wiping his face sadly, Tim picked up the phone again, quickly sent a text message to Dick, and continued to throw himself on the keyboard, fighting to intercept his father's attack and...to save his life.

In the living room, Dick, who had already been filled with gossip about the reunion by Sol, who had opened his mouth, felt the vibration of his mobile phone again.

【From: Tim

I'm about to be exposed!Hurry up and find a way to stop Dad! 】

Dick's face froze instantly into a marble statue.

stop father?

Dick suddenly had the same idea as Tim.

【From: Dick

Carla, help!Can you take Clark back to the manor? 】

【From: Kara

I want, too!But Clark, who insisted on completing the interview, I can’t move QAQ!]

【From: Kara

I can't tell him that your husband is probably going to kill your stepson soon!Go back and save lives! ?He was interviewing the young president of the Osborne Group! ! ! 】

Kara, who sent two messages in a row, was also very desperate.

According to the current trend, is it possible for her to buy enough time for Aum 〒▽〒?

Dick silently stuffed the phone back into his pocket.

If he remembered correctly, Clark, who often interrupted interviews because he had to fight villains and fight fires everywhere, was recently threatened by his editor-in-chief to fire him for the [-]th time.

Clark in this state, as long as the world does not end, Metropolis does not have accidents, Wayne Manor is not bombed, and Arkham does not escape collectively, it is impossible to pull him back from the interview!

Especially... interviewing the young president of the Osborne Group, Clark was still talking about the importance of this interview at the dinner table yesterday!

Clark Emergency Rescue Plan, crossed out.

So... I had to take the risk of enabling PlanB!

Dick showed Saul a smile that implied admiration and was full of encouragement:

"Mr. Saul, I have always been very curious about your lightning..."

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