American Comics: This Guy Is Crazy

Chapter 313 Alan Shows Off His New Invention

"How did you know?"

Dr. Birkin never believed the truth.

It would be hard for anyone to accept that they were not themselves.

"The Fourth Reich."

Alan sat leisurely on the medical cart and said bluntly: "I have come into contact with it many times."

"Are the face huggers here provided by Weyland?"

"Yes!"

Dr. Birkin nodded honestly, and his heart was shaken a little.

"If I am not mistaken, Weyland brought them back from the pyramid under the ice in Antarctica."

"..."

The information matched again.

Dr. Birkin's eyes were surprised at first, and then dimmed.

The more facts Allen said, the more credible his clone identity would be.

"I have a question."

Dr. Birkin asked: "What is the Fourth Reich?"

Ha...

Alan smiled contemptuously in response, and Dr. Birkin felt his self-esteem frustrated.

There is no doubt that the real Umbrella executives must know the information about the Fourth Reich, but he knows nothing about it.

"You should ask your original body about this question."

"..."

Alan had a smirk on his face, with a mean look on his face that said he would not tell you.

Of course, the Birds of Prey were just as confused, having never heard of the Fourth Reich.

The main reason was that they were not strong enough, and could only walk around the streets to fight crime, and could not help in larger situations.

If they were to be classified, they would be street heroes at best, and not even city heroes.

Maybe Batman and Iron Man could find some information about the Fourth Reich through clues, but they were limited to suspicion of its existence, and could not produce real evidence.

Bang bang...

Suddenly, Dr. Birkin took out a pistol and decisively killed two assistants.

For a moment, Alan was confused.

Why did he kill his own people for a disagreement?

"Sir, I have an unwelcome request..."

"Don't ask."

Before Dr. Birkin finished speaking, Alan refused without hesitation.

Killing his subordinates without saying a word showed his cruelty.

The act of killing to silence people was nothing more than wanting to cooperate and not wanting the news to be leaked.

"Sir, don't you want to control Umbrella? I can help you seize Weyland Company." Dr. Birkin refused to give up and continued to persuade.

"How could I, a man of such extraordinary talent who despises money, go along with you?"

Alan shook his head proudly and looked at the ceiling with a sidelong glance.

In fact, Alan really has no concept of money, not even the concept of spending money.

In short, he doesn't know how to spend a huge sum of money.

If he really needs money, he can raise a lot of funds directly through the comedy group, not to mention the identity of the major shareholder of Stark Industries.

"What do you want to help me?"

Dr. Birkin was like a deflated ball, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

He wanted to find out whether he was a clone. Once it was confirmed, Umbrella would definitely not let him go, so he thought about finding a backer.

Perhaps, Umbrella could do nothing to someone as powerful and uncontrollable as Alan.

Moreover, Umbrella has the authority of artificial intelligence to control employees.

Dr. Birkin behaved unreasonably and immediately took away all power.

"Help you, no problem."

Alan folded his arms and said righteously: "The Fourth Empire hidden in the dark is too evil. As the incarnation of funny, I, Funny Bat, will not allow them to destroy a funny world."

"You are Funny Bat!?"

Hearing this, Dr. Birkin's face changed drastically, as if he had discovered something incredible.

On the contrary, only Huntress was surprised in the Birds of Prey team, while the others were calm.

Barbara has detailed information about Allen and knows the major events he has experienced.

Harley once served in the Suicide Squad and saw Allen's feat against the Dark Knights from the Sky Eye.

When Pamela was in Gotham before, the two had frequent contact and had the honor of becoming Poison Ivy Robin.

And the Huntress was shocked that Allen played tricks on the Justice League and tricked the heroes into kneeling and surrendering.

Since Allen had repeatedly thwarted the conspiracy of the Fourth Empire, he naturally formed a force and listed him as the highest level of dangerous targets.

"Yes, it's me."

Alan opened his hands and wanted to pose, but suddenly found that he was not wearing a battle suit. He awkwardly retracted his arms and said: "Sorry, the funny bat is on vacation, I am a mental patient now."

"..."

He admitted that he was mentally ill, so it seems that he is not terminally ill.

Of course, cognitive distortion cannot be ruled out, and he has entered a state of incurable disease.

"Wait a minute."

Alan turned and walked to the metal box, pressed on the surface with one hand, successfully unlocked it, and looked back and said: "Show you a good thing."

Hiss...

The next second, the women blushed, and Dr. Birkin looked embarrassed.

I saw that Alan took out a silicone Dajiebao from the metal box.

"Clang clang clang..., my latest major invention of Alan, the whip of justice, the Dajiebao dart."

Alan held the Dajiebao dart high above his head, and Alan kept a smug expression on his face.

"What are you going to do?" Barbara asked in shame and anger.

You are crazy.

Can you do something serious?

The size of the question is too daunting, who can handle it?

“Good question.”

Alan strode to Dr. Birkin, put his arm around his shoulder, handed him the Big Jet, and explained solemnly: "As we all know, the management of the Umbrella is very strict. It is impossible to communicate through mobile phones. Besides, I never use mobile phones. My unique hidden weapon has kinetic energy and can send Morse code through vibration."

You are really talented.

The women of the Birds of Prey team couldn't help but look at him with admiration, and then looked at the hesitant Dr. Birkin.

"How should I use it?"

Dr. Birkin had a hunch in his heart, but there was a little fluke.

"Hehehe..., guess." Alan smiled even more, showing an expression of you know.

"Wouldn't it be stuffed in?" Dr. Birkin asked cautiously and tentatively.

"It's so embarrassing, hehe..."

Alan was so shy that he covered his hands and hid his face.

Dr. Birkin couldn't help but shudder all over, looking at the instrument in his hand, his hands were shaking.

This is as thick as his forearm.

The eyes of the Birds of Prey were full of gloating, and at the same time, mixed with a touch of sympathy.

When they thought of the other party's plan to capture them and suffered physical pain, their sympathy disappeared immediately.

Evil will be punished by evil.

His retribution is Alan.

Seeing Dr. Birkin hesitating, Alan patted his shoulder and comforted him righteously: "If you want to win, you must make sacrifices. You have to live happily for yourself once."

"Live for yourself once."

Dr. Birkin's eyes became more and more determined: "I am William Birkin, never a clone."

After that, he walked towards the next room with heavy steps.

As the door closed, Alan and the four girls looked at each other, and tacitly leaned on the door, eavesdropping on the movements in the house.

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