Extra: Fantastic Journey Fifty-Six

"Do you think we are stupid? Are you still carrying guns for commercial sneak shots?" The two black big men were full of disbelief. A brush.

The women's clothing boss twisted frantically, and howled like crying and laughing: "Really, really. That one is just a sedative gun."

The two big black men looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and kept their hands moving.

The gun had long been taken away when it was confiscated, so they were not interested in distinguishing the truth from the false.

What is the name of lard, it's just a slogan for burning, killing and looting tonight.

It doesn't matter who the changed lady in front of you is, the important thing is that he is so disgusted by the boss "Quick Mouth Sani", then he must be tortured severely.

A few minutes later, the black fat man Sani, who had finished performing inside, came out with a whole new look all over his body.

More than 20,000 leather shoes, more than 30,000 tie clips, 200,000 suits, and more than 3 million famous watches gave him the temperament of a nouveau riche.

After all, the shoes and clothes were all made to order, and the original owner was taller and thinner than him, so Sani had to open the front of his suit and walk around with a big belly.

Seeing the "torture" of the two black men, he widened his eyes: "WTF?"

The two subordinates turned their heads and said proudly: "Boss, you forced a confession like this last time, and the effect is really good."

Sani moved his mouth several times, suddenly feeling that he had nothing to say.

Having a group of stupid fellow clansmen is something he has had to get used to for decades.

He could only ask casually, "Then did he say anything?"

The two subordinates shook their heads in unison: "Just listening to him smile, you know that he is a commercial spy who came in to take pictures."

Sani lost interest as soon as he heard it, raised his hand and raised his gun: "We will have a big action soon, and there is no time to waste on him."

"Wait, I have information." Because the two big black men stopped when they were answering, the women's clothing boss who took a sigh of relief quickly opened his mouth to save himself: "I have useful information for you."

"Say." Sani didn't put down his gun, his mind had drifted to the big scene that might appear later.

As long as this becomes too useless,

Then kill immediately.

Women's clothing boss: "I have a video, and a video of tonight's banquet. There are conversation shots of how they turned charitable donations into expired goods for their respective companies and used them to eat for you."

Sani snorted and put down the gun in his hand: "Where is the thing?"

The women's clothing boss had a tangled face, but when he saw that Sani was about to raise his gun again, he hurriedly shouted: "Underpants, the memory card is in my underpants."

Sani waved his hand: "Search for me."

The two big black men had disgusting expressions on their faces, but when they saw the gun in the boss's hand that seemed to be about to move, they still stepped forward and took off their pants.

"I found it, boss." A few seconds later, a big black man stepped back holding his breath and handed the small black card in his hand.

Sani took a step back: "You take it first."

Then, he pondered for a few seconds and waved his hand: "Put this down, bring him in, and find a cameraman to transfer this video and post it on the Internet."

The two big black men nodded, and the man with his free hand couldn't help but muttered, "If I knew earlier, I would have let him take it by himself."

Dahan Nakka: Don't tell me sooner, I've touched Nestle several times, and I must go to the bathroom to wash it, no, I have to wash my hands twice.

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A few hundred meters away from the banquet hall, on the Bat fighter plane that had just arrived, Mr. Wei had just been equipped with the Bat Fighter Armor.

Before the change, he would definitely rush back to the base to change his armor before going out.

And now he carries the nano inner armor sent by Luke with him. He just found an unmonitored room, let the inner armor activate the invisible state, and then change it on the fighter plane flying by remote control.

In this way, the possibility of turning into a leak is small enough, and it also saves time.

During the dressing period, he could still watch the light screen of the fighter plane, which was replaying the picture from the TV broadcast just now.

That women's clothing tycoon has no influence on him, Gotham City has more than this guy.

Well, to be precise, the guy in the womenswear is really a change, and the super villain should be called brutal.

Putting on his battle armor, he asked casually, "Victor, are you here yet?"

"Come on." Where the voice fell, a little fire came close to the ground, and it was Victor.

Luke and Diana are in Europe, Arthur is in the Mediterranean Sea, and the minibus is busy with his father's lawsuit in Central City today.

Judging by the current situation, there is no super villain tonight.

Master Wei and Victor, plus the logistical support of the butler, are enough to handle all this.

Victor frowned suddenly: "They actually installed explosive devices on those people in the hall, what should we do?"

Master Wei also frowned when he saw the live TV broadcast.

The death of the people inside is not wrong, but the chaos caused by it will be great.

In case Gotham's upper class is wiped out and implicated in the Justice League, it will easily arouse the hostility of the upper class in the United States, and any dirty water will be poured on the Justice League.

After all, this is a class that has the right to speak, and is very sensitive to this kind of thing.

Like Luke, there are often demonstrations in front of the White House. What about Wall Street? It didn't take long for the NYPD to come out to beat and arrest people, and it was a complete mess.

Mr. Wei couldn't help but muttered: "It's good that Barry is here, his speed can solve a lot of troubles."

Victor nodded in agreement, but offered another option: "How about contact Superman?"

Mr. Wei turned his head and looked at Metropolis on the side: "He should already know, but..."

But he didn't come. Victor had a bad feeling in his heart.

At superhuman speed, it didn't take ten seconds to get here - that's still counting the time it took for him to avoid the crowd and transform.

After all, Mr. Wei is a scene man, and he has dealt with many major incidents alone.

After saying this, he retracted his unrealistic thoughts: "We can't just wait for them to come, we have to find other ways by ourselves, can we interfere with their detonating devices?"

Victor: "It can be considered, the jammer given by the knight should be useful."

Master Wei was relieved: "Then follow this design plan."

Under the night, the two people hid in the bat fighter cabin, and wrote and drew on the virtual light screen, but they did not intend to enter the venue in a hurry.

As the saying goes, doing more and more mistakes, not doing well.

If you fail to save people, you might as well not do it.

Moreover, the gangsters seem to have other ideas. These celebrities and "socialites" have been taken as hostages, and there is no need to worry about their lives being threatened in a short time.

If they were killed in advance, it was because of their own bad luck.

In this world, Superman can't save everyone.

And just when the two were discussing the rescue plan, Gotham City and Metropolis had already begun to move (horse fleas).

The first TV broadcast full of incitement and temptation before, as well as the rebroadcast video of women's clothing bosses just now, has aroused the anger of a large number of people at the bottom.

The two cities are entering a prelude to chaos. 1603368927

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