Dc Violence -Kun

On the first day, Bhadi checked his physical health.

The next day, Bhadi had prepared everything to deal with Joe El’s items and the clones. It was only a little bit at night, and there were some chores that puzzled him.

Someone is secretly saving them, secretly saving members of the future Justice League.

There is too little information, and there is no way for Badi to tell who saved them.

but!

Who can know that he wants to use them and control them.

Who knows their achievements, their value, and their future.

Nobody knows.

If so, why would anyone save them?

Someone...know the future!

The morning of the third day.

8am.

The sun was shining, shining a violent and dazzling light on the laboratory building of the Universe Biotechnology Co., Ltd. and refracting the dazzling light.

On the fifteenth floor, the transparent composite glass on the ceiling does not penetrate the light, and the automatic layer on the bottom layer stretches out a light-absorbing black screen to block the sunlight, creating a quiet atmosphere of gray and dark tones in the entire interior.

The current physical condition of Ebadan is undoubtedly a poison in the sun.

He opened his eyes from the soft goose down bedding, deep, his pupils contracted smaller than usual when he woke up, and soon, the pupils gradually enlarged, turning to laziness. In a slightly darkened room, he He pulled out his arm lazily.

This action made the raven lying on his arm as a pillow slightly uncomfortable.

"Um…"

The raven uttered a sleeping sound, his body turned sideways, and his legs rolled over with the bedding, revealing a smooth and white back, the bedding concealed to the position of the tail keel, drawing a curve.

Badi opened his mouth sleepily and yawned a long time, with a little sour tears coming out of the corners of his eyes. He wiped it with his hand, closed his mouth, closed his eyes, and returned to calmness and determination, flashing his thoughts. Gaze.

It looked like a lazy movement of a ‘person’, he hadn’t done it for a long time.

He went down to the ground, a needle-like feeling, from the soles of his feet, pores pierced all over his body.

There are some kind of cartoons that show exaggerated and gradual stimulation, and the skin is pierced with waves.

However, this is definitely more painful than anything else.

But today, it was extra serious. He felt some weakness in his bones, as if he had no strength to make blood. The bone marrow was sour, soft, and very tired. It was worse than a severe fever. I make my body so tired that I don't want to move, I just want to stay, waiting to melt.

Similarly, in the deepest part, there is ample power surging, as if separated by a box. Different situations, weak and strong, are as weird as the left hand is weak and withered, and the right hand is strong and healthy.

He glanced at the smooth back of the raven, arched up like a shrimp-like waist, with a waist curve slightly protruding from the smooth skin to the lumbar spine of her neck curled up.

Breathing in balance.

The room has a slightly warm, fresh incense, and the fragrance of the bedding, like sandalwood, is a warm and freehand, refreshing scent.

She is very thin!

The thought that she was very thin suddenly appeared in Badi's head. There was no other thought, but seeing the raven like this, she felt that she was very thin.

Of course, he has always known that the raven is very thin.

After watching for a while, it seemed as if the raven's breathing was not so balanced, Badi retracted his gaze, took a step, and walked into the bathroom with his body to take a bath.

When passing by the living room, through the dark tones, he saw that there were two documents neatly placed on the glass coffee table.

On the fifteenth floor, unless they are invited and authorized, they are not allowed to come in. Even the newly recruited Badi’s secretarial team has no invitation and no qualifications to enter.

Only all kinds of Hera can move in and out freely.

Obviously, this is yesterday, the information about Barry Allen and Hal Jordan in the city center.

Badi stopped walking towards the bathroom, walked diagonally from the back of the sofa to the front, then sat down heavily on the sofa, sitting down on the gray leather sofa, with his lumbar spine straight.

He picked up the yellow folder, "Barry Allen" from the glass coffee table, opened it, and his eyes remained calm.

In the quiet and gloomy room, he was the only one who looked at the document page by page, and the sound of turning pages.

After reading the information about any Barry Allen that Leon could find, his eyes flashed thoughtfully.

This document... is too crude.

It is so simple that it is like a temporary creation to deal with oneself. The addresses of various Barry Allen are somewhat vague and clear, some of the grandparents do not have it, and some want to write detailed parental descriptions, which are completely improvised. Jiuliu novel is as simple and crude.

Leon, absolutely didn't have the courage to dare to perfuse himself. Moreover, he is not a casual person in his work, and his character does not write such a simple and repetitive material.

"What happened?"

Subconsciously, Badi was holding his left hand with his right hand, rubbing his thumb on the palm of his hand, and started thinking.

Without thinking about it for long, he picked up another Hal Jordan's information, and in the quiet space, he turned it over in a rustle.

Look through it.

This is the same as Barry Allen's material. It is vague, without the slightest angry words, and without the usual character of Nasus, he always likes to add his own subjective opinions.

At any time, he would say a "I think..."

Even in the written report is no exception.

However, what is written here is what I know, I think, some unrealistic inferences.

This has already triggered the reflex arc mechanism that Badi has set in their heads.

Bati grants them supernatural powers, which also strengthens their loyalty. In the subconscious, transmission enters the information mechanism that can protect them, so that machines and mental abilities cannot read their brain information. Forcible reading will only cause self-destruction. .

There is no doubt that this document was written by Nasus.

only.

It was a report made when he was unconscious and unconscious.

Leon and Nasus.

Was controlled.

They are not read by others, but they are controlled, so they are not dead, but trigger the misleading information mechanism.

However, why should we confuse people and do these useless things?

What are you doing with more than 300 Barry Allen and more than 200 Hal Jordan information?

It doesn't make sense at all.

Badi's eyes narrowed.

It doesn't make sense!

Things that don't make sense, for a smart person, will make him suspicious and suspicious, so that he can get to the bottom and understand and feel at ease. This will undoubtedly take a little time.

This is just a disposition that the controller arranges at will.

Just want to delay a little time!

"Justice League...Isn't there still the most important person? Didn't you get it together?"

The existence of Joe Al!

Because of Joe Al, I won't trust anyone on this earth. Anyone may be sent by me.

The controller needs time!

He needs time to gain the trust of Joe Al!

So as to save Clark!

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