In the middle city, it was dark at night, and the lights of the newly restored city were raised, and there was still a kind of silence after the turmoil, and there were not many people, and there were also some active young people, feeling the world without the devil. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lin Li was wearing armor, using his abilities and optical invisibility technology to make his body invisible.

His current image of Lightning Knight can already be regarded as stinky that children will throw eggs, and suddenly appearing in front of others will only bring fear to people.

He walked silently in the streets and alleys, full of colors and neon lights, listening, feeling the complaints of ordinary people.

"Damn the devil, bring fear to this city."

"I heard that the Lightning Knight was swallowed by a black hole."

"Haha...... That's a real delight. ”

"We should have a party, celebrate his death, and have fun."

"Happy what? The grief and despair he brought with him were still there, and my neighbor had a bad heart, and was frightened by thunder, and died like this, and their family was crying and crying, desperate and sad. ”

"Yes, I heard that the military is also holding a memorial service to posthumously honor the soldiers who died."

"It's a damn devil, and death still brings sorrow."

"It's so beautiful, and the damp Midtown was ruined by him."

Lin Li heard a lot of insults against himself from beginning to end.

When one or two people think you're wrong, you can just not fit their mind.

When thousands of people think you are wrong, you will hesitate to ask yourself, are you wrong?

When the whole world thinks you're wrong, then the world must be crazy.

Lin Li was unswerving, and his iron mind never wavered, even now, the whole world is saying that he is wrong and a devil, and he has never wavered, because he knows that he in that state will indeed do this, terrifying and unrestrained.

He didn't want to hurt others, he didn't want to hurt others, and in that crazy state, ignoring life, he had no way to control it.

Uncontrol is not a reason, nor is it the ability to say sorry to get forgiveness when everything is fine.

So, all this can only be made up for after the fact.

Gradually, Lin Li walked far in the dark and came to a high-end private hospital.

Went up to the third floor, and in the ward, a young girl fell asleep with her eyes closed.

She is young and beautiful, her long black hair is scattered on a white pillow, and she is pale and weak against the white background, which is regrettable.

The quilt that covers her, on the legs, shows only the outline of one leg.

Lin Li appeared in front of her hospital bed.

"Righteous heroes, it's not so easy to be, live your life well in the future."

Lin Li muttered to himself and summoned Shanshan No. 2.

The Resurrection Coffin.

The girl didn't wake up, or rather, in fact, the girl woke up, but Lin Li cut off the transmission of bioelectric nerve information, so that she couldn't open her eyes and control her body.

Lin Li didn't want to have too much contact with this girl who was hurt by himself.

By the time she desperately opened her eyes, it was already morning.

A ray of morning light shone in through the window and shone on her face.

She got up from the hospital bed, hugged her legs, and her whole body shrunk into a ball, a little aggrieved: "Why don't you let me see you, hug you, and talk, you villain, Lightning Knight, it's great that you're okay." Large tears of joy dripped down her face, laughing and scolding the Lightning Knight.

This night, something miraculous happened, but in Midtown, anyone who was injured by the Lightning Knight, who had any physical injuries, all healed inexplicably, even if they broke their hands and feet, as long as they didn't die, they all magically grew their hands and feet automatically.

Some of the families who have been harmed, but poor families continue to receive generous subsidies from the so-called 'danger fund'.

……

In the morning, Midtown ushered in a warm morning, it was already winter, Christmas was coming, and the darkness would undoubtedly make this Christmas even more worth looking forward to.

It is an abandoned warehouse located on the waterfront, near the sea, with a thick salty sea breeze blowing through.

Snater drives an old antique car with Mick next to him, and loves to play with fire.

Heatwave twisted his ass impatiently: "Snart, you can actually steal a better car, this car is squeezing my ass, I swear, when this car is used up, I'll burn him with my precious flame gun." ”

"Mick, don't talk nonsense, I didn't ask you to cooperate to listen to you complain." Snart Road.

Heat Wave disdainfully: "Then we should come here and listen to the whining of that weird guy in yellow?" Or did he give you a freeze gun you like, and gave you the title of Captain Cold, and just like that, he got you back? Snath, you're fallen, and you've gotten less courage since you were caught in prison by The Flash and escaped. ”

Snater gently patted the freezer gun next to him with one hand, and controlled the steering wheel with the other hand, which was meaningful.

"No, Mick, carelessness will only make me wiser, next time, the Flash will beg for mercy under me." Snart Road.

The heat wave pouted, what wisdom, Lao Tzu burned it out.

Although I think so in my heart, but Heat Wave still does not disagree with Knart, in the cooperation that has always been, Swift is indeed a degree of advance and retreat, rigorous planning, decision-making in all aspects, there are very few mistakes, therefore, Swift brought a flame gun to discuss cooperation with Heat Wave, although more attracted by the flame gun, but it is not that Heat Wave has considerable confidence in Snart, not to mention, because he often plays with fire out of control, the person who can accept himself may only be Snart.

The antique car pulls up in front of a warehouse, and Snath and Heat enter the warehouse with their guns in hand.

This is an unused warehouse, the site is large, and there are already four people waiting in one place.

"Oh~~Oh~~~Oh! Let me guess, you guys were also called by the man in yellow who called himself Reverse Flash? Snart said.

Several people present looked at each other, and it was obvious that they were not very familiar with each other.

Heat Wave looked at a thin one, and in this warehouse with insufficient light, this skinny little man was still pretending to be wearing a pair of sunglasses, which made people feel very dragged.

There is also a deep dark circle under his eyes, as if the panda eyes that have not slept for several years are exhaling deeply, as if he has made himself an angry beast.

The heat wave couldn't help but talk on the spot.

"Dark circles, it looks like you're not sleeping well."

Before the dark circles could answer, a red arc of lightning flashed, bringing a gust of wind that blew on everyone's faces.

Flashing back to blur his face, he appeared in front of everyone, and he spoke in a vibrating voice.

"I'm glad you're here, let me call you that."

"Leonardo Schnatter - Captain Cold."

"Mick Rory - Heat Wave."

"Kyle Nebis - Green Goblin."

"Roy G. Pablo - Rainbow Thief."

"Farouk Gibbon – The Power Breaker."

"Mark Madden - Weather Wizard."

"You are all the scum of society, robbers, murderers, all a bunch of scoundrels."

"Or you can form an organization, and it's called ...... Scoundrels! ”

He nodded to himself.