[Comprehensive Movie] Goddess of Dispute

The second generation of Silk Soul is just a young and beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a passionate heart and admiration for heroes. It is not necessary to observe Eris too much to know how innocent this little girl is... naive .The way she looked at Dr. Manhattan said it all.

"Hey, Jon, so you're here," Silk Soul's cheerful voice reached Eris's ears before her people arrived, and she lightly landed beside Dr. Manhattan with a note in her hand, Naturally, he took Dr. Manhattan's arm, completely unaware of the existence of Eris, "I received a note from Rorschach - he always likes to play this kind of trick - we have to go to assemble, he said he has a new found out about..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, because she noticed that Dr. Manhattan's eyes stayed on her for a few seconds, and then looked across from her.She followed his gaze and finally found the existence of the third person.

"Oh...hi, hello..." Laurie greeted Eris with some embarrassment, "Sorry, I didn't notice you just now, are you Jon's... friend? Or..."

"No, it's just a business partner. We met for the first time this afternoon, and our life was saved in the evening. There is nothing important now. Go quickly, and the security of New York will be left to you." Eris He raised his hand teasingly and saluted the two of them, "I have an appointment at the bar on the corner of the street, let's go first."

After Eris finished speaking, he walked to the bar on the corner. The blue light from the corner of his eye proved that Dr. Manhattan had left with Miss Silk Soul.The night is just the beginning of the nightlife, loud music flows from the rolling door, a long queue has already formed at the entrance of the bar, and countless scantily clad women are standing in the queue, smoking and flirting with the men around them.

Some people also wore masks of different styles and wigs on their heads, including the guards at the door who also held some in their hands and distributed them to customers who did not wear masks on their faces.Obviously, the main theme of this bar tonight is the masked dance party in pursuit of mystery. Countless people who pursue excitement come here, as if singing and singing every night can forget the imminent war crisis.

Eris gave the bodyguard standing at the door an offer he couldn't refuse, let him go, took a Venetian mask with a weird smile from him, squeezed into the crowded bar, passed through countless sweat and The dance hall where the pungent perfume blended and rubbed, went straight to the bar and ordered a cocktail.

As she said, she had a date at a bar, and all she had to do now was wait.

Five minutes later, three half-masked men entered the bar, one of them holding a suitcase.They turned a blind eye to the deafening music, and the scantily clad women around them couldn't arouse their interest because they were attracted by their figures. The gun holster is looming.

They quickly found a relatively remote and quiet place in this bar where only people's heads could be seen. A person was already sitting on the sofa in the corner. The dim light could not illuminate the corner where the person was, and the shadow almost covered Her upper body was covered, and the three could only tell from her long legs that she was a woman, a woman who was leaning lazily and casually on the back of the sofa.

They immediately broke through the crowd and came to the table.When they got closer, they could vaguely see the mask on the woman's face. It was a Venetian-style mask. Against the backdrop of the shadows, the originally weird mask looked like a devil's smile.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did I waste so long?" The woman's processed voice came from under the mask, wearing a hint of laziness and carelessness.

"I think you'll be smart enough to grasp everything." The leading man said bluntly. He spoke English fluently, but if you listened carefully, you could still hear a trace of accent, "The bombing in the hospital made the useless American pig We are very concerned about every suspicious person who looks like a Soviet, and it is difficult for us to move, especially when the cursed Man..."

"It's not a big problem for Dr. Manhattan to lump your people and cars together, comrades." The woman interrupted them in the same tone, "I admit, I expected that little blue man to appear in that place." I didn’t tell you about the location, because, according to the old truth, for the sake of the collective interests and the overall situation, the sacrifice of personal interests is unavoidable.”

"Look, I've got the attention of vigilantes who are more efficient than the police on me, and I believe the US government is now paying more attention to me as a consultant, when all their attention is diverted Next, are you still worried that the plan is not feasible?" The woman chuckled, "Comrades, crime is a science, well, I know what you are going to say, so let's put it another way, fighting for the interests of the country is a science, There is no rush, now, how about some vodka? This cup is mine."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the waiter at the side brought three bottles of vodka, put them on the table in front of the three of them, and left.

"Have you calmed down? Hurry up and put away your childishness, it's time to talk about some serious business." After the three of them took a big sip of wine, the woman opened her mouth slowly.

"You are a smart person, so we respect you, professor, but we don't want this to happen again in the future. You are just a consultant who provides us with information and advice, not an officer who dominates everything. I hope you recognize your position , we hired you to do things for us, not..."

"Yes, sir." The woman's tone sounded a little impatient, "I thought your brains turned faster as agents, it seems that I think too much."

"You..." The man sitting next to him couldn't listen anymore. He was about to say something, but was stopped by the leader.

"Shut up, Igor, you go and watch your surroundings."

"Yeah, Igov, you'd better do this..." the woman said with some incomprehensible meaning, but Igov sounded gloating. He glared at her angrily, got up and walked towards the door.

After he left, the leading man went straight to the point: "Stop talking nonsense, where are the materials we want?"

"...just under this table." The woman paused for a moment before replying.

The man winked at the other person beside him. After the person looked around, he reached under the table and found a folder from under a tape, and he handed it to the boss next to him.

The man took it and glanced at it: "It's a little thinner than expected."

"How complicated do you think it is?" The woman asked lazily, "Besides, everyone in business knows that in order to ensure a long-term transaction, it is impossible to buy out all the good things at once, and what do you think about the little blue man?" Is it so easy to get things done? Don’t worry, I will provide good after-sales protection, you have to give me a little more time.”

"Time? We don't have that much time! As long as their American Gods exist, we're one step closer to doom! We need to..."

"Then make time." The woman's voice was cold and undeniable, "As long as none of you are the first to pierce this layer of window paper, the Cold War will still be the Cold War. I can guarantee that the United States will not, and you... have nothing to do with me .”

"...Okay, as you said, we will try our best to ensure that we don't fire first, and you are the same, professor. So far, our cooperation has been very smooth, so for this sake, we will give you this time..."

"No, you don't have time!"

A low and hoarse voice interrupted the man's threatening tone. He was slightly taken aback, and quickly stood up. Just as he was about to pull out his gun, a fast black figure came to him and kicked his wrist, causing his bones to break. His voice was masked by loud music, he flew upside down and knocked over the tables and chairs.

The people around have long been familiar with bar fights, especially when they saw that the fighters were vigilantes who have been more active recently, the cheers were even harsher.

Luo Xia quickly took away the man's pistol and came straight to the masked woman. He didn't pay attention to the man's companion at all, because Ye Xiao had already dealt with him as quickly as possible.

Looking at the woman who was sitting there motionless like a mountain, for some reason Rorschach felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart: "You have failed, professor, the moment you killed the captain of the metropolis, you have already failed! Do you think we Will you be intimidated by your warning? No, it will only foolishly expose yourself!"

"We've already taken care of the Soviet supporter." At this time, Sihun and Dr. Manhattan also walked in, Sihun nodded to Ye Xiao, and then looked at the doctor, "If it wasn't for Jon, maybe I would still be there." Can't find those guys, they hide too deep."

"Then, this matter is over." Looking at the bright smile on Sihun's face, Ye Xiao averted his eyes with some concealment, "The Soviet agents were found out, the professor was captured, and no one was injured again. good."

"That's right, it's over!" Rorschach grabbed the woman by the collar and lifted her from the sofa, "What else do you have to say?"

However, what responded to him was still silence.The woman's hands were hanging limply by her side, her head was lowered, her whole body was flaccid, and her wine red wig and mask were a little crooked due to Rorschach's excessive force.

The people around quickly resumed the lively atmosphere at the beginning. The music that almost tore the eardrums never stopped. The bar resident singer still sang with his hoarse throat. It didn't take long for him to step off the stage and speak to another A resident singer takes over.

The resident singer was wearing a suit that was incompatible with the style of the bar. He walked onto the stage with stiff and trembling steps. Almost no one in the bar noticed him. Their attention was all on alcohol, drugs and hormones, including Those four vigilantes, when Rorschach picked up the woman, he felt something was wrong.

He jerked off the woman's wig and mask.

He heard Ye Xiao gasped behind him, and he heard Si Hun's exclamation. She covered her mouth in disbelief, and threw herself into Dr. Manhattan's arms.

The woman in his hand had long withered and yellow hair, a pale and even blue face, and pupils that almost popped out of their eye sockets, as if covered by a gray film.

Luo Xia let go of her hand abruptly, allowing her to fall to the ground.

She was dead, long ago, and inside her mask was a... player.

player?Just kidding, are those words just recorded in advance? !How is this possible, unless that woman also has the ability to predict the future!

At this time, the resident singer in a straight suit held up the microphone tremblingly with his blood-red stained hands. His trembling and crying voice was almost inaudible in such a noisy environment, but in his The moment he opened his mouth, Rorschach turned his attention to him——

"Man... woo... boy... can... play... umm... what...?" His voice was so trembling that he could barely make out any tune.He stood on the stage, looking in the direction of Rorschach and the others, his eyes filled with tears filled with countless pleadings, tears ran down his blood-stained cheeks, across his face that was cut upward by a sharp knife , and the corners of his mouth were cruelly drawn up with fishing lines and hooks, leaving a long trail of blood.

"The frog... the snail... and... the dog's tail..." Before Rorschach and the others could react, he suddenly shook his head, stepped back a few steps, and his trembling voice suddenly rose until it broke. The speed of speech also accelerated a bit, as if someone was urging him, "Girl... what can I play with? Good things like granulated sugar, pans, etc... Then... what about me? What can I... what can I play with? I can play...very...god...please...can play...very scary...game...oh!"

The second after he finished singing, countless hundred-dollar bills suddenly poured out of the bar's ventilation duct!