The correct way to attack the villain

The operation corridor of the Lex underground industry is full of patrolling guards just as Alfred described it. If it wasn’t for Song Mo’s real-time monitoring of every corner here, and Alfred’s sonar support outside the venue, they would It probably won't come to the end of the operation corridor so smoothly.

"Okay, let's part ways here."

The two stopped in front of a fork in the road, and Song Mo walked towards the main power gate with complicated wiring and no switches or buttons on the left: "Going there is the core of their operation. Of course, you have to wait until I finish dealing with this main gate first. It won't be too much trouble." old."

After speaking, he took off his gloves and began to rummage through the clumps of wires that had accumulated a thick layer of dust. After a few seconds, he picked out a thin red wire, and then stuck a fingernail-sized jamming chip on it. .

The effect was immediate, blue lightning flashed immediately on the thin red thread, Song Mo put down the thread at the right time, and turned around: "Then after the countdown, you can—"

There was no one behind him.

"—Action."

Well, probably turning heads isn't a tradition in Gotham.

Song Mo lifted the hem of his skirt, and the rapid beeping sound of the jammer behind him gradually slowed down, after the last long beeping sound ended.

In an instant, the surroundings were plunged into darkness.

"Scott!"

Scott, who had been hiding on the beam, responded, and he put away the communicator. The army was changing shifts just as Song Mo said, and when the last soldier was about to leave the exit, he died because of the sudden darkness. He froze for a moment, so when Scott jumped down, he landed on his head precisely.

It didn't even take much effort to cover his mouth with his hand to suppress his screams, the soldier was knocked unconscious.

In the chaotic ballroom, someone bumped into her. Cassindy Witwer fell to the ground and hit her head on the toe of a lady's shoe.

The reserve power was turned on at this time, Song Mo frowned, he paused for the foot that was about to retract and turn away, and put it back on the spot, then bent down to help the senior Lex who was lying on the ground cursing.

"Are you all right, Mr. Witwer?"

Considering Witwer's stature, the fall was not light. After he was lifted up, he leaned on the table next to him to pant, and he didn't even care about who lifted him up.

Song Mo didn't say anything more, and with the pass chip in his hand, he left the venue calmly just like when he came.

A voice came from the communicator: "How is your place?"

Song Mo turned around and walked into the secondary exit passage. Just as he was about to say something to the communicator, there were uniform footsteps at the end of the passage.

The first thing that emerges from the corner is a dark gun barrel, which is standard on the waist of Stryker soldiers.

His eyelids twitched, and before those teams found him, he lifted the corner of his skirt and stepped on the protruding relief on the wall, and climbed to the gilded beams on the top floor.

I don’t know if it’s the Penguin or Lex, but this central European court aesthetic saved his life, otherwise he wouldn’t have a place to hide when there were iron walls everywhere like Stryker’s laboratory.

Scott: "Oops, the troops that were handed over were called to the center of the venue! Go in the direction you came from!"

Song Mo rolled his eyes: "When you inform me about this, I have already been arrested by them and turned into a living fossil."

After a pause, he dropped the skirt with a corner protruding from the beam, and added: "If they are not perverted enough to be interested in a womanizer."

Compared with the intricate route below, the passage on the beam is much more direct, except that if you accidentally step on the air, you will fall down and be found.

Scott: "The group of soldiers guarding the gate has also been transferred, and they should not return in a short time."

Song Mo: "Yes."

The voice seemed to appear in his ears, and Scott froze for a moment: "Are you already here?"

Song Mo: "It's very close to you."

He subconsciously stuck his head out and looked around: "Where are you? I didn't see you."

"On your head, little mentally handicapped."

When Scott looked up, he saw a "girl" in a white evening dress lying on the beam and looking at him with a smile on the beam above.

Probably jumping so many beams is a physical job for anyone. The hair of the "girl" is a little messy. The black wig sticks to her face with sweat, and she is flushed under the light makeup. He could clearly hear his breathing.

Scott: "..."

"This place is higher than that just now." Song Mo took a deep breath, hugged the hem of his skirt, "Catch me."

After speaking, without giving Cyclops a chance to react, he spread his hands and jumped down.

All Scott could see was a rippling skirt and a face getting closer.

He didn't reach out to catch the person reflexively until he was almost in front of him. The consequence of buffering the opponent's falling force was that he was pushed back, just like he fell on the American soldier, Song Mo also fell on him.

It's just that the fall looks more beautiful this time.

The first thing Scott felt was the breath sprayed on his neck, with a faint smell of fruit champagne, and then the cheek that hit his ear because of the impact, the skin was delicate, and finally the soft touch on the other's chest ——

Clear, contoured and tactile, chest patch.

For a moment, it was difficult to take care of the pain of hitting his head on the ground, Scott froze in place, his cheeks flushed.

"You really should go back and get some exercise, Scott."

Song Mo rubbed his shoulder, which was almost crushed by the badge on the opponent's military uniform, and hissed in pain: "Even if you at least train your ability to catch objects from high altitudes, that kind of skill will allow me to catch two of you at the same height. All safe."

Scott... Scott didn't speak.

Song Mo propped his hands on Scott's chest and slowly got up, and helped the little mutant who looked stunned, then walked over him to the military backpack behind him, and took out the soldier's backpack from inside. Spare military uniform.

As soon as Scott got up from the ground, he saw Song Mo unzipping the back of his dress in front of him. The zipper was very long and spread all the way to the tailbone. Turning around, the movement was so loud that Song Mo couldn't help but look back at him.

But all he could see was Scott's red pinnae.

As if thinking of something, Song Mo raised the corners of his mouth viciously: "What are you hiding, it's not like you don't have one."

Scott: "...change your clothes."

There was a rustling sound of changing clothes behind him, and a pair of cold little hands pressed against his cheeks at this moment. Scott looked at the silent leech, and his heartbeat, which was so fast that it was abnormal, slowly calmed down. down.

Half a minute later, Song Mo fastened his palm-wide belt and kicked Scott's ass with his military boots: "Get up, do you want to sit until those watchdogs come over?"

Scott patted his butt in silence and got up from the ground.

The exit of the secondary passage is directly connected to the mutant laboratory jointly built by Stryker and Lex in the underground of Arkham. Compared with the main passage, there are fewer people passing through here at ordinary times. Two soldiers escorted a young mutant to the At the entrance of the passage, the watchman was still sitting in the control room and sleeping.

"Hey, please open the door, man, this is the latest experiment that Colonel Stryker sent to our husband."

The watchman straightened up from the console, and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth in a daze, because the long-term work habit made him speak before his mind turned the corner: "Access chip."

One of the two privates hands a chip to the watchman.

After the verification of the chip was passed, the heavy metal door in front of him opened. The soldier took the chip back from the watchman and roughly dragged the little mutant into the elevator.

The elevator doors closed, completely blocking out the sound from outside.

Everything went so smoothly that it was unbelievable.

Just when the elevator was about to reach the corresponding floor, an electronic female voice came into Song Mo's communicator.

"Mission in progress, target—Assault on Arkham, participants, Harry Osborn, Helmut Zemo, member rating, s. Time starts."

Song Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then let out a short laugh.

Scott looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Song Mo raised the corner of his mouth, "We have helpers."

The elevator arrived at its destination at this time, and the metal door was pushed open, revealing the interior of the huge laboratory inside.

Underground Arkham, the Cage Research Institute of Lex Technology.

"Let's go."

Song Mo put away his expression, patted Leech's head lightly, and pushed him forward with a gun.

Scott took a step behind him, quietly looking at the expressionless staff on both sides, the experimental equipment in cold metallic tones and——

A pair of extremely slender legs were outlined in military uniforms.

Scott: "..."

okay!Hold on!what's on your mind!

He is a boy!

The author has something to say: By the way, when the old farmer Scott in the article was writing, he always imagined the captain Cyclops in the X-Men, but as far as the current situation is concerned, he may still be a minor in Apocalypse Scott.