The correct way to attack the villain

After being away from Abyss Academy for a month, Eredar never expected that the first person to greet him at the academy airport would be a pampered blond young master.

Harry Osborn opened his arms, and his expression seemed to welcome him: "Long time no see."

"I have to remind you, Master Osborne." Eredar put the cane behind his waist, and hugged each other politely, "We just met the day before yesterday."

Seeing this scene, Zemo, who came down later, became complicated in an instant: "When did your relationship become so good..."

"While you were busy inheriting your father's crown." The second-generation clown reached out to the second-generation baron, "Long time no see, you seem to have matured a lot, Chief Hydra."

Zemo looked at the slender and white hand in front of him, and then raised his head to look at the red lips of the owner of the hand. The expression of disgust appeared on his face again, but he couldn't slap other people's hands away on the spot, so he could only stretch out his hand and say something perfunctory. :"haven't seen you for a long time."

The boarding announcement sounded at this time, and the huge passenger plane landed on the tarmac outside the window. The second-generation clown rejected Osborne's invitation to sit in the first-class cabin together, and turned around and boarded the economy class that he was familiar with.

Everyone sat in their previous positions in advance and did their own things. No one raised their heads to welcome those who were not in their own small group, even if it was just to say hello. The killer moth in a pink moth suit still followed His sisters got together, not knowing who they were gossiping about.

Eredar found the seat that belonged to him and sat down, everything seemed to be the same as before.

Except that the place next to the mud face is empty.

The second-generation clown silently looked at the position next to him for a while, then hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, and turned his head to look out the window.

"As expected."

He looked at his blurred reflection on the window of the plane, and said to his intellectual brain in his mind: "A policeman who is full of justice and has no stains on his body even ten years ago, he probably wants to find a policeman." The psychiatrist brainwashed him to make him forget the experience of being Mudface."

"If he really wants to do that, the first thing he should do is delete your call, Captain," said Benjamin. "The fact is that he has already called your private cell phone and it is busy for almost 24 hours."

The poor second-generation clown who just wanted to pretend to be hypocritical, immediately slapped the table: "I said why I haven't received a call from my boss since last night!"

Bunya: "...if this self-deception makes you feel better."

Eredar smacked her lips: "Actually, I'm not sad either."

Bangya: "Then I may have read it wrong. The person who hugged the pillow and talked in his sleep all night may not be you but the Hyperion."

Eredar's expression became vigilant: "What did I say?"

Bunya said in a straightforward tone: "If it weren't for the fact that he is Batman, who would like him? I would have blown up Wayne Enterprises to pieces—"

Eredar: "..."

Eredar: "I want you to automatically hibernate for the next five hours, Bunya."

Eredar: "Otherwise you will affect my mood when I speak on stage."

Bangya: "..."

The speed of the special model passenger plane built by Abyss Industry is ten to fifteen times that of ordinary passenger planes, so the original sixteen-hour flight arrived at the end after one hour, four and ten minutes. A group of colorfully dressed students who are about to graduate The villains poured into the auditorium of the Abyss Academy like a bowl of vegetable salad with everything.

The lecture hall is designed in the form of a stage, with the lights shining directly from the top of the head, and the surroundings are as bright as day.Nearly [-] students only filled less than one-fifth of the seats in the middle of the stepped seats. The huge curtain was closed tightly, and there was only one podium on the huge stage. At present, the only one who can still spare time to stay in the college to preside over the graduation The white queen of the ceremony, teacher Emma Frost, stood there.

He read the manuscript expressionlessly.

"Today is an exciting day, a day of extraordinary significance to you and me—"

The manuscript was very long, and the White Queen lost patience after reading it for about 2 minutes. She directly turned to the last page: "Now, I want to announce something."

The students who were whispering under their seats immediately fell silent.

The White Queen put down the manuscript, faced the crowd, and finally said her first and last unscripted sentence: "This year you are free, the school will not assign you jobs, and you can do whatever you want."

The students below were in an uproar.

Although they had made some psychological preparations before coming, after all, their class is different from the previous ones. Now the leaders of several large-scale villain organizations have been arrested, those who are busy fighting are fighting desperately, and those who are addicted to alien technology simply connect with each other. People are gone, and the resumes they sent to Hydra, Brotherhood, Illuminati, Rex Cartel and other second-line villain organizations including the League of Assassins have disappeared like nothing.

The joint school office also pretended to be deaf and dumb every day, without saying a word, and even closed the recruitment channel for the next freshman early.

But they couldn't help being surprised when someone actually announced the news.

Because, this means that Abyss Academy, and even the entire alliance has entered a cold winter, and more importantly——

They can only rely on their own ability to find a job.

The current market is extremely sluggish, and superheroes are emerging one after another, leaving less and less employment space for them, but the employment pressure is rising steadily.

If you are strong and lucky, you can be a criminal with a professional counterpart and cause trouble everywhere. The rest can't even be a criminal at all. Ordinary jobs to get by.

I don't know who said in the confusion: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with finding a normal job. The salary is less, and personal safety is at least somewhat guaranteed."

"There are so many rich people, can't you just steal anything?"

The bunny girl in the sister circle sneered when she heard it: "And then wait until one day when your classmates sabotage it and shoot you to death? Or at the class reunion in the future, everyone else will become a frightening criminal. Only Are you still doing those petty thefts?"

"it's so funny."

"That's better than being caught in prison, right? When you are caught in prison, Miss Bunny Girl, I will visit you."

"Wait until then and see if you can still laugh."

The bunny girl rolled her eyes, and Killer Moth immediately jumped out to defend his sister: "Even an F-level student like Eredar can mess up Gotham, why can't we do something big and then be reduced to nothing?" To steal something?"

"Scatter your moth dust all over Gotham like a nun preaching?"

"Come on, why do bad guys have high and low? Anyway, after I graduate, I'm going to rob all the banks in Los Angeles."

"The school trained us to deal with those superheroes, and they are the culprits that make us struggle now!"

"We don't have the noble sentiments of yours, so don't lump me with you Gotham lunatics."

"you--!"

Probably hearing that no one has come forward to say anything satisfying enough, the White Queen, who was half leaning on the podium, said slowly: "Enough."

The students immediately shut up.

After all, now that none of their teachers can see, the White Queen seems to be their only leader, but it is obvious.

Their "leader" didn't want to say a word to them.

"Next, I invite Harry Osborn, the representative of the college, to speak on stage."

After finishing speaking, the White Queen withdrew to the audience, and the podium was vacant, and the surroundings became extremely quiet. Only a few people applauded, and most of the rest didn't even bother to look up.

In the past, many people would have liked to curry favor with Harry Osborn, but it was different now.

He was no longer that high-ranking young master, he was kicked out by his father's company's high-level personnel like a bereaved dog, and was put in prison.

Even if he tried his best to escape, he still had nothing, and because of his excessive pampering, he might be even worse than them in earning ability.

Yet for the next few minutes, when no one expected it, there was no movement on stage.No one got up from their seats, and no one came on stage.Everyone reacted belatedly.

Osborn didn't seem to be in this lecture hall at all.

"Ha, he didn't feel ashamed and didn't come, did he?"

"He didn't even dare to show his face after being hit a little bit, isn't he too squeamish?"

"Then can we go, teacher? I'm not interested in a young master's speech either."

A group of students who had been booing since just now stood up from their chairs one after another. The White Queen raised her eyes and glanced at them, but did not stop them.

Zemo, who had been standing in the lighting room on the second floor of the lecture hall, clenched his fist.

"They are too much!" Zemo glanced at Harry Osborn who was sitting calmly on the console, "How can you still sit still!"

Harry smiled and said, "They can leave if they want." After speaking, he looked at the lighting teacher who was not daring to say anything, "Can self-made patterns be imported from here?"

The lighting teacher nodded tremblingly: "Yes, yes."

No one knows what the lighting teacher went through just now. His lips were painted exaggerated blood red, which was left by the person who broke into the lighting room just now and said he was going to give him a gift.

Thinking of the smile on the other party's lips, a layer of cold sweat immediately oozed from his back.

Zemo looked at Osborn who had lowered his head and began to study the lighting layout for some reason: "Then you have to go up and say a few words? Are you leaving Teacher Emma there?"

Harry smiled. "Someone will go for me."

Zemo: "Who?"

Then, the second baron saw the Osborn smile on Harry's face again.

Zemo immediately had a bad feeling in his heart.

And this premonition came true in the next moment.

When the booing students were about to step out of the lecture hall, the door of the lecture hall was slammed shut without warning. The sound of closing the door was so loud that it echoed throughout the lecture hall, followed by a crisp, snap of fingers.

The lights in the lecture hall dimmed immediately, and the surroundings became pitch black.

"what happened?"

"This door cannot be opened!"

When everyone was looking towards the exit and the scene gradually became chaotic, no one noticed that a cylindrical, extremely weak light shone on the podium.

Until there was an emphatic, thin and weird tone that seemed to be able to drill directly into your brain along your scalp and eardrums.

"First I have to say congratulations."

"The villains of Abyss Academy are finally graduating today."

The students who were still in a mess just now turned their heads and looked at the podium again.

There stood a figure suddenly, in the dim light, under the scarlet curtain, the pale skin was like the demon nun who frightened them the most in all horror movies, the clown in the suit slowly grinned .

Those who had already stood up couldn't help but took two steps back. After their backs were leaning against the door, the cold metal brought them back to their senses.

No, what are they afraid of.

Acting like no one is a badass.