Chapter 2991 Leisure Time (35)

Chapter 2965 Leisure Time (Thirty-Five)

Tim did not follow the crowd out. He could see from the window that a fat man fell to the ground outside. His leg should be broken.

But from his screams, he could tell that he was fine. Everyone surrounded him. Sure enough, after a check, it was only a fracture of the calf bone.

The house was not very high to begin with. The possibility of falling from the third floor to death was too low. Moreover, Tim looked back very early. He remembered that the guy's falling posture was not very common, because most people jump headfirst, but he was more like jumping into a swimming pool, jumping down with his legs facing down.

Tim didn't think he would jump from the third floor for no reason, so he took advantage of everyone going outside and turned to the third floor. After reaching the third floor, the people who stayed here had already gone down. Tim came to the balcony where the gentleman jumped without much effort.

Worried about being seen, he did not go to the balcony, but squatted down in the house to see if there were any footprints.

No footprints were found on the balcony, but a small leaf was found on the threshold where Tim was.

Tim suspected that Pamela had done it, because he felt that the posture of the potted plants in the room was not right, and Mr. Rant was a fat man weighing more than 200 pounds. It was difficult for Captain America to throw him out without him noticing, but Pamela, who had superpowers, could do it.

But the problem was still that if Pamela wanted to kill someone, she wouldn't have to go through so much trouble. As an old Gotham person, she couldn't have known that falling from the third floor would not kill people, so her purpose must have been to injure the other party and leave the party as soon as possible.

Mr. Rant was also carried away quickly, because there was no blood on his broken leg, and the injury was lighter than being stabbed, so there was no need for an ambulance. The farm owner directly sent a car to take him to the nearest hospital.

Then, not surprisingly, another person was tripped by the mop pole, and his head just hit a small stone, scratching his scalp. It didn't look serious, but the bleeding continued. After a simple bandage, he was sent to the hospital.

Another person fell because the ground was too slippery and he didn't pay attention when walking. It was not a big problem, but because of his old age, he sprained his waist and couldn't move for a while, so he had to be sent to the hospital.

Someone accidentally ate the chocolate with liquor mixed in ordinary chocolate and became allergic to alcohol, so he had to go to the hospital for treatment.

Someone suddenly heard that something happened at home and had to leave as soon as possible, so he drove home in a hurry.

This made Tim feel like he was in the movie "Final Destination", but after investigating some clues, he found that these accidents might have been caused by acquaintances.

Their purpose was not to kill people, but just to hurt these people so that they could leave as soon as possible.

So why did they have to leave as soon as possible? What was so special about this banquet that these people were not allowed to participate?

Tim soon got the answer.

Despite the frequent incidents, the banquet was still held as scheduled. After the sun was half swallowed by the horizon, the host announced the start of the banquet.

This was the first time Tim met the owner of this farm, a tall white man who looked ordinary. His name seemed to be Degen, with a warm smile on his face---

It lasted until the cabbage that beat people appeared.

Pamela chose a very clever time to take action. The waiters were serving dishes, one plate after another of steaming hot dishes were served. An Asian wearing a tall chef's hat came out from the kitchen, and the farmer was hugging him and introducing him to the guests.

Anyway, it was just some ordinary compliments, probably saying that the chef had brought Asian food from afar, please enjoy it.

Just when he said this, he saw several green figures rushing out like a whirlwind, followed by a smooth combo of uppercuts, flying kicks and roundhouse kicks.

Now Tim understood why he sent those people away. Life was boring, and vegetables beat humans.

This cabbage seemed to have been improved. It was a circle bigger than the one Tim had seen before, and its moves were more diverse. Humans were no match for it.

More importantly, the style of this thing was too cartoony. It didn't look like a killer attack or a shooting could bring such strong tension to people.

Looking at the cabbage galloping in the field, Tim just felt a little funny. Those people who were chased up and down by the cabbage also looked particularly funny. Even though being attacked by unknown creatures was a serious matter, the whole scene was also very funny.

Tim saw that the Internet celebrity lawyer had taken out his mobile phone and started filming.

If nothing unexpected happens, this video should soon be on the hot list of short video software. When it comes to the enthusiasm for abstract life, people from all countries are the same. Entertainment deconstruction will never go out of style.

The chaos brought by the cabbage continued. Pamela was obviously hiding in the dark and madly ripening the seeds. There were more and more cabbages, chasing everyone up and down.

Moreover, the food that had just been served was overturned, the table was broken, and the plates and dishes flew everywhere, but no one had time to clean up, and everyone was in danger.

Finally, the house could no longer accommodate people, and people began to flee to the outdoors of the farm. Some people wanted to escape the farm. Although the cabbages had no IQ, Pamela used all the cabbages under her control like sheepdogs to lead the flow of people to the farm fields.

Tim was not very conspicuous in the crowd, but at this moment, he found that Peter, who had been missing for a long time, was following the farmer Degan.

On the surface, Peter seemed to be protecting the farmer, but if you look closely, he seemed to be leading the cabbages to let them approach the farmer more smoothly.

Sure enough, a group of cabbages targeted others, and another cabbage special team focused on beating Degan. Some kicked him on the buttocks, and some punched him on the cheekbone. He was beaten the most among all people.

Suddenly, Tim heard a high-pitched roar.

"Enough!!!!"

A black shadow that covered the sky appeared in the middle of the farm. Tim looked up in shock. What was it? A dragon? ? ?

It was a huge monster dozens of stories high, green all over, like a fat green lizard, with four long claws and a huge tail, and red light in its eyes.

Tim instinctively looked at Schiller, who really didn't show any shocking reaction. Tim glanced around the crowd and found that there was indeed an important person missing in the crowd - the famous Cantonese chef.

The head chef is a monster?

Tim saw Captain America also stunned in place, which was obviously beyond his expectations. He seemed to realize now that Schiller was indeed coming for the chef, but not for the dishes made by the chef.

Captain America was a step slower to react, and the green dragon's tail swept over. He raised his arm to block it, but was still knocked out.

Even more unlucky was Tim. He was standing at the tip of the tail. The tail swept like a long whip, and he didn't even have time to raise his arm to block it. He was directly whipped out and spit out a mouthful of blood when he landed.

Tim immediately realized that his ribs were broken and his internal organs might have been shaken. He saw black patches in front of his eyes, and a vine reached out and pulled him out without a sound.

"How does it feel to jump off a building?" Pamela's voice rang in Tim's ears. Tim spat out another mouthful of blood and felt extremely painful all over his body.

Sneak attack! Despicable! Tim thought viciously.

But he was obviously seriously injured and felt that it was difficult to breathe. Pamela seemed to leave quickly, and Tim lay there unable to move.

Countless lights and shadows passed in front of him, as if a large group of people were taking turns to fight the dragon.

He saw the bright red and blue of Captain America's shield, the green of the plants controlled by Pamela, and the gold when Barry ran. He also heard Jason's roar, Peter's shout, and Harley's scream.

The intense light burst out from Harley's body, illuminating the sky like daylight. Tim vaguely heard Professor X's voice ringing directly in everyone's head, as if to let Harley calm down a little, otherwise her mutant ability would be out of control.

Then he saw the FBI agents fighting, helicopters with the SHIELD logo cutting through the night, countless police cars surrounding him, and the sound of guns and bombs made his eardrums buzz.

The world gradually became quiet, and a second before Tim fainted completely, he realized that the biggest lesson he could learn from this incident was that it was meaningless to have a good brain. Without a strong body, he could not compete with these crazy people.

When he woke up again, Tim thought he would be in the hospital, but a strange fragrance rushed into his nose.

Whispering sounded in his ears.

"This thigh is so big, it must be as high as two stories. How did you get the scales off?"

"Make good use of Aisha, her teeth are so useful."

"Come here, the charcoal is ready! Who will be responsible for cutting the meat?"

"Let me do it, give me a few more kitchen knives, I can hold it with vines, and I guarantee that I will cut it into fine pieces for making sauerkraut!"

"How is Degan?"

"Don't worry, he has been sentenced. He dared to collude with alien monsters and make such a big noise. Congress will not let him go."

"Schiller, I understand that you don't want to alert the enemy, but why did you hide it from me? And you deliberately misled me. You went for the Cantonese chef..."

"I went for the chef. What's the problem?"

Tim heard that the last two sentences should be said by Steve and Schiller. He was filled with too many questions in his heart. Just when he was about to ask, he coughed twice.

A group of people came around, and Dick was the first to say, "You finally woke up, are you okay?"

"Spread out and block the light." Jason drove the others away, looked at Tim and said, "Your physique is too poor. You woke up after being unconscious for two days."

Then he turned to the others and said, "Do you really not need to give him another shot of healing potion?"

"Otherwise, I'll give him some life force of the Green of All Things, but I'm not sure if he can absorb it..."

Tim opened his eyes hard, and Dick poured him some water, but now he felt pain in his chest when he swallowed.

"Your ribs are almost all broken, your internal organs are concussed, your brain is concussed, and your wrist is broken. You almost died." Dick pronounced Tim's injuries.

Tim glared at Schiller, and Schiller definitely did it on purpose!

"I said, if you don't fall into the lake, you will never know how cold the water is. Is there a possibility that you will die, and no matter how good your brain is, it will be useless. How does it feel to be killed in one shot?"

Tim coughed hard a few times.

To be honest, it doesn't feel very good. Ordinary people's bodies are too weak. When facing such a monster, they will have no power to resist after just a slight hit.

Damn it, I should have strengthened my physique before, Tim thought viciously, no wonder Bruce was so smart, but he still wanted to be an angel, the crushing power was too unsolvable, after returning to the fighting world, he would go to the superpower copy!

He lay on the recliner, it hurt a little when he moved, but the wonderful fragrance kept drilling into his nose.

He asked in a hoarse voice: "What's the matter with that dragon?"

"It's an alien monster." Peter came over with a grill and said: "It seems to be from Makru Star, called Feifan Dragon, it has been hiding in Hong Kong and causing trouble secretly. The doctor and I have been tracking it for a long time."

Instantly, everything became clear.

Schiller took out a Chinese cigarette and suddenly showed interest in Cantonese cuisine. Peter, who was late, had to go to the banquet...

It was all because they had long been eyeing this Feifan Dragon who turned into a Cantonese chef.