NovelsAlex Chapter 282 The People Who Gradually Join
Chapter 282 The People Who Gradually Join
Chapter 282 The People Who Gradually Join
seven?
Clark counted in his heart, and casually glanced at the steel bone he just met next to him.
"Your candidate is..."
"So, do you have any recommendations?"
"I?"
Clark pointed to himself, as if hearing something interesting.
"I...have no friends."
He spread his hands: "I can't do anything about this matter, I can only rely on you."
"Ah."
Batman seems to be very "self-aware" at all times, he replied self-consciously, drank the coffee in the cup, stood up and was about to go outside.
"Huh? Wait a minute, we're just..."
Steel Bone also stood up, looking at a loss.
In his imagination, the process of building a superhero group should be in a fortress made of reinforced concrete, surrounding a dark red table with inscription patterns, and placing several tables with different symbols engraved on it. Chair, and then under the slightly dizzy light, in silence, voted out.
But now, it's a little... a little too everyday, a little too relaxed, like a family gathering, drinking coffee and roasting the fire, chatting and getting things done.
Maybe it's because I'm still a newcomer?
Cyborg couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the understanding and communication between superheroes are all so... plain and simple.
learned learned.
He glanced back at the legendary Superman, the most special and most concerned person on this earth is sitting in front of him now, like an ordinary adult male that can be seen everywhere, with a gentle smile on his face, sitting there quietly .
It turns out that superheroes are really so back to basics...
Steel Bone took back what he wanted to say next, the question he wanted to ask, after a long time after he was injured and became what he is now, he managed to force a smile, raised his coffee cup and respected Superman from a distance, Then he put down the cup, followed Batman who had already opened the door and left here.
The sound of closing the door sounded, and the old Kents came out of the room. While clearing the table, they urged Clark to go to bed quickly.
"Mom, I just drank a cup of coffee, how can I sleep at this time."
"Oh, I didn't know the coffee I made would stop Superman from drowsiness."
"Hahaha, okay, I'm going to sleep."
"Clark."
Old Kent looked at his son: "Everything is okay."
Clark froze for a moment, then put on his smile again: "It's okay father, Lynn didn't come, I think there should be nothing wrong."
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"Where are we going now?"
Walking through the dark snowy night with Batman, Cyborg secretly counted the number of people.Counting him, there are now three people in total, so who are the rest?
"Now, I'm going to find the next person to join us."
"You? You go by yourself? What about me, I can help you find..."
"Your task has been temporarily completed."
Batman said: "Next, you still do what you should do, especially, pay attention to that box."
He turned his head: "That mother box. Victor, that's what you should do."
Cyborg nodded silently. Indeed, without this thing, it seems that he would not have to join this superhero team.
"it is good."
Steel Bone is also a decisive person, nodded after hearing the words, activated the jet device on his body, and flew away from this land.
And Bruce stood in the middle of the snow, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number.
After a long time, Bruce put down the phone and muttered to himself, "Lynn, you really don't care about anything."
After thinking for a while, Bruce dialed another number, but no one answered again.
"Diana... what are you doing again..."
Lynn wasn't there, and Diana couldn't be found either. Bruce thought for a while, and counted the number of people silently in his heart.
"Then, let's start with you."
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Star City.
In the dark night sky, something invisible is wandering.
Putting aside the rope in his hand, covering his head with a hood, carrying a bow and arrow on his back, and his face painted black, it is the Green Arrow.
"call……"
The night sky in Star City was equally cold and silent. For a normal, only a little bit stronger ordinary person, it was obviously too much for a person to act chivalrously in such weather.
Green Arrow advocates pure craftsmanship. As a super rich man, he knows exactly how his family's money came from, how they made their fortunes, and how they became the number one chaebol in this city.
So Green Arrow never thought of inheriting his company, even though he is now qualified enough to meddle in the company's affairs.
That money, is dirty.
In Green Arrow's plan, one day in the future, he will dismantle the entire company and return those assets to those who should have received the money.
This is his goal and his salvation.
"call……"
Breathing out another mouthful of white mist, the Green Arrow standing on the roof looked at the factories below that turned off the lights early, and thought: It seems that criminals don't like this kind of weather very much.
Pulling out an arrow from behind, Green Arrow swung himself to another place in the same way as Tarzan.
After observing a few places he had highlighted, Green Arrow heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that he didn't have to fight those guys in such weather today.
For a person who uses bows and arrows as his main means of attack, this is really not friendly.
……
After leaving some marks, Green Arrow took a detour and returned to his secret base, the back basement of the large bar he opened with his real identity.
As usual, after returning to his base camp, Green Arrow still can't relax. After changing out of his Green Arrow costume and washing off the paint on his face, he changed into flamboyant swinger-style clothes and Accessories, wearing exaggerated trousers and trendy shoes, standing in front of the mirror and putting on an equally exaggerated smile.Now, he has turned back into the star city libertine, super playboy and rich second generation, the first heir of the Quinn Group: Oliver Quinn.
Walking out of the secret passage, Oliver quietly returned to the place where he disappeared before, in the bar full of people and brightly lit.
Randomly found someone who seemed to have met before. Oliver gave an exaggerated smile, chatted with the other party happily, and then ran to the next person who seemed to know him with a glass of wine, repeating the same Actions.
"Hey, Diggle, is anybody here for me?"
Oliver was asking about a... bodyguard.Just think of it as a bodyguard, with such a person by his side, it will undoubtedly be a lot of trouble for Oliver to switch the identity of Green Arrow, but if he uses it well, this guy can also serve him [absolutely impossible Green Arrow] This argument provides incomparably sufficient evidence.
There are two sides to the matter, and it depends on how to operate it.
"No."
Diggle, who is tall and has firm eyes, seems to have never moved his position. He looked at his "employer" helplessly at this time: "Mr. Quinn, please don't leave my sight, this will make it very difficult for me." Protect……"
"So I asked you to come with me just now, so you go with me~ Hahaha, don't you like that woman? You like light makeup? Hahaha!"
Patting Diggle on the shoulder, Oliver secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He took so much effort to conceal his identity, and what he feared most was undoubtedly his best friend and sister coming here to look for him suddenly. good.
Speaking of which, Oliver suddenly remembered, it seems that since those two guys had a deal with Lynn last time, they have been really honest for a long time.
Not only did Tommy have a personality change, he was willing to change suddenly, and he followed Uncle Merlin to learn the skills of managing the company all day long, even his sister, the princess-like Sia, has also changed a lot, at least she now knows how to respect others , dare not play so crazy, so do whatever you want.
Shouldn't you invite Lynn over again to scare them?Maybe it can completely change their temperament...
Shaking his head, Oliver still gave up on this tempting idea.
Not to mention that he and Lynn only had one or two contacts. Although they know each other and have left contact information, but...
But it was Lynn, Lynn!He is like a mess of disordered and unreasonable wool wrapped in various colors and materials. No one knows what incredible side you will unravel in the next second.
Leaving aside whether Lynn will agree to such a meaningless request, Oliver can fully confirm that last time Lynn really wanted to kill Shea and Tommy.
Find him again...
Hiss...forget it.
"Oliver, Oliver?"
After Diggle frowned and yelled twice, Oliver returned to normal from the distracted state.
"What are you thinking?"
"Oh, me? Hehe, I was thinking, since the business here is so good, maybe I'm actually a business genius, hahahaha!"
Oliver's arrogant and unrestrained behavior style is actually not liked by Diggle, but this is his employer and the one who pays him, so of course he must do his job well, which is understandable.
Moreover, he is a billionaire, the heir of a super group, how he lives and how he lives, it is not his turn to criticize and suggest anything.
However, Diggle has been with Oliver for a while, and it has been several months. He always feels that this guy is a little... strange.
his eyes.It seems too clear.
"Oh, what am I thinking about?"
Shaking his head, Diggle threw away the unreasonable speculation that appeared in his mind again, and glanced at his watch.
There is still an hour, and after an hour, he can get off work.
"Huh... stay here for another hour."
Standing amidst the roaring music and lights, Diggle, wearing a black suit, fell into silence again.
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Here, after confirming that his disguise today is still excellent, that he is still a rich waste in the eyes of others, an incompetent prodigal son, Oliver returned to his real base camp.
Today, he no longer likes the kind of life he was used to and enjoyed the most. A few years of life on a deserted island has completely changed him.
Now, in addition to accomplishing one's own goals, in addition to investigating the stories behind those crimes and guarding the city, money, fame, status, beauty... In short, nothing is important.
After taking off his sequined coat, the topless Oliver showed hideous scars. These are the harvests of his two and a half years on the desert island, some of which were left by his enemies, some by his lover, and friends. What was left, what the teacher left, and what Lynn left.
These things reminded him all the time, so that he never dared to forget his current identity.
Walking to the side of the open space, Oliver looked at the screen displayed on the computer. These things really gave him a headache. It had nothing to do with talent. He just didn't like electronic equipment.
"Maybe in the future, I should also find some trustworthy helpers. At least, they can help me hide my identity and deal with these things."
Diggle?
It's really a good choice.
Take the time to investigate him more carefully to see if he can be won over and whether he is worthy of trust.
After finishing dealing with the computer, Oliver took out his own little book from a hidden place, which was the one left to him by his father, which recorded the dark truth of the city.
Although he has thoroughly memorized the contents of this book in his mind, Oliver still flips through it often, talking to his late father in his own world.
"Ugh……"
After closing the small book, Oliver put it back to its original position, sat there for a while, and walked to another open space.
There are all kinds of fitness equipment and all kinds of classic or advanced tools here. This is Oliver's workbench, a place for him to exercise, and a place where he can sweat and forget all other worries.
Fingers slid across various tools one by one, Oliver was silent, came to the wall, and took off his spare bow and arrow.
Slowly nodding the arrow, drawing the bow... Suddenly turning around, Oliver shot an arrow behind him, and his whole body was nimble like a ghost shadow, flashing into a certain shadow.
The next second, another arrow shot out of the shadows, smashing a light.
The swishing sound kept coming from different places, and the lights went off one by one. In a few seconds, the whole space was plunged into darkness, only the emergency lights on the wall were left with a faint glow , together with the computer, worked hard to illuminate the huge basement.
Hiding behind a car, Oliver held an arrow rest in his hand, breathing very slowly, adjusting his heartbeat, and listening to the sound that seemed to be there.
Whoosh!
In the darkness, a hidden weapon flew in. Oliver hid behind the car and quickly calculated the opponent's position.
Whoosh!
An arrow was shot, and there was no scream. Instead, another hidden weapon was thrown from another direction. The opponent was also a master and was thinking the same thing as him.
The silent and invisible confrontation lasted for a while in this wide and narrow basement. Both sides seemed to be very restrained, and they both carried some kind of unspeakable tacit understanding.
duh!
Until, an arrow shot a foot in front of Oliver, aggressively.Three consecutive arrows hit the same location.
"..."
Standing up, Oliver put three arrows in his hand at the same time, aimed in one direction, and shot directly.
"Good archery."
In the darkness, an equally dark figure still maintained a posture of bowing, standing in the corner of the wall.
On his head, next to his neck, and on the wall next to his heart, three arrows penetrated into the wall, and the tails of the arrows were still trembling.
"I also just found out that your archery skills are actually so good."
Shaking his head, Oliver stepped forward from his hiding place, and said helplessly, "Fortunately, this is not Gotham."
In the darkness in front of him, a dark figure also came out, with a wide cloak, two pointed ears, and a helmet with only the mouth and eyes exposed.
It's Batman.
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(End of this chapter)