Chapter 203: Dog Thief, You Count Me

An enemy that was too strong, so Kang the Conqueror decided to be careful and develop steadily.

So, he found Mr. Omen, and the Black Queen.

If they were to face Superman directly and be a thug, the other party would definitely not be happy.

But Kang the Conqueror has ruled so many timelines, and he has long been handy with how to attack the plot characters.

He knew that Mr. Omen and the Black Queen were both playing with the idea of the apocalypse.

One wants to be a second or fifth boy, stab a knife in the back, and plunder the latter's power.

The other wants to suck powerful souls and complete the enthronement ritual.

It can be said that each has a ghost and has its own needs.

Coincidentally, Kang the Conqueror and Apocalypse also have a grievance and hatred that has to be said.

The latter, who had been his younger brother, overthrew his own rule.

It was the first time Kang the Conqueror hit a wall, and the game of world domination ended early.

In this way, three people are equivalent to having the same enemy and the same interests.

Hit it off, and forming an alliance is a natural thing.

The next question for Kang the Conqueror is how to convince Mr. Omen and the Black Queen to join his anti-superhuman alliance and act as thugs.

"Mr. Essex, I know you have a lot of research on mutants and cloning."

Kang the Conqueror's eyes rolled and said against the president's face: "As far as I know, Dr. BolΓ­var Trask of S.H.I.E.L.D., has done a fifth of the way to map the mutant genome. ”

"At this time, Superman not only has a growing gene pool in his hands, but also a large number of mutants - your compatriots are being domesticated and become lambs in captivity."

The diamond-shaped gem on Mr. Omen's forehead flashed with a strange red light.

He was not Namor, who was in arrears of intelligence, and could hear what Kang the Conqueror was saying.

"What mutants become is none of their business to me."

Mr. Omen shook his head, as if he didn't want to get involved in this muddy water.

He is a mutant gene activated by the apocalypse, and has no sense of belonging to race.

In the past, when I was doing experiments, I also dissected the bodies of several mutants by hand.

"But Mr. Essex, your research needs mutant genes, and for you, those are the basis for your strength."

Kang the Conqueror knows Mr. Omen very well, and his mastery of biological cloning technology has always been at the forefront of the times.

Collecting mutants and cloning them has always been his job.

And the other party's purpose is also very simple, to use the collected mutant genes to turn themselves into an individual stronger than the apocalypse, or to create an individual more powerful than the apocalypse.

"What do you want to say, Your Excellency the Conqueror?"

Mr. Omen pursed his lips, he knew that the president standing in front of him was actually a stowaway from the future.

When Kang the Conqueror first met, he revealed his origin and discourse, and showed very convincing evidence.

This is also the reason why Mr. Omen and the Black Queen agreed to cooperate.

"Apocalypse is nothing more than fish on a chopping block, he is temporarily asleep, and he has no ability to resist."

Kang the Conqueror smiled confidently, looking like he was in a state of mind.

"If you want to deal with him, I can help. But before we can do that, we have to deal with the big trouble of Superman. ”

The Black Queen's long cocked legs stopped shaking, and she leaned sideways on the couch, exuding a deadly attraction all the time.

"Your Excellency the Conqueror wants us to deal with Superman? This is different from what I said before, when you came to the door, you didn't ask to deal with the most powerful man in the world. ”

Selene's eyes lit up when he heard Superman's name.

She had said very frankly before that she was deeply interested in the young lieutenant general.

I once thought about seducing each other and asking Superman to help her practice.

"Put away your unplaceable spring, Selene. It is not for nothing that a woman who died at the hands of Superman. ”

Mr. Omen glanced at his allies and said coldly, "If he sees your appearance, the probability of falling under his skirt is very low, and the probability of beating you into meat sauce with one punch is even greater." ”

"Don't overestimate your charm, a man's inner desire for a woman, in addition to the biological impulse to mate, can also be satisfied through torture, whipping, humiliation and other ways."

"Destroying beautiful things can also give pleasure."

The Black Queen smiled disdainfully, showing the side of an old driver, "If that Superman has a hobby in this area, I can definitely satisfy him." ”

"Sadism, abuse, and bondage, these are just pediatrics."

Gameplay such as the use of props, or other crafts, appeared as early as the 17th century.

The British, in particular, had a strong thirst for flogging.

At that time, brothel establishments, in order to attract the business of the bigwigs, often offered professional services - prostitutes in riding boots and low-cut long skirts, waving horsewhips and whipping customers.

According to statistics from unknown organizations, the number of people who spend money to be abused far exceeds that of abusers.

Among them, most of them are men who have successful careers and dress decently.

They would even place advertisements in newspapers soliciting "hostesses".

Many courtesans in social salons have to learn first-hand skills in order to win the appreciation of the majority of men.

The British love to whip it, but the Germans love bondage, and hardcore props.

The French are relatively normal, and they are keen to be a pre-offender, or a minotaur.

Anyway, at that time, Europe played on a large scale.

Moreover, only the upper class can play like this, and the commoners can only sigh with a sentence "The upper class is really nasty" to express their envy.

The Black Queen lived so long, lived through the republican era of Rome, witnessed the age of empires, and then witnessed the division of the East and the West, until its demise.

What a public bath, the big scene of thousands of people having fun has been seen.

The little thing that Mr. Omen said was just a small thing.

"Uh, you two, are you off track?"

Kang, the conqueror who is not very interested in women, said that he couldn't fit into the topic.

"Your Excellency the Conqueror, we cannot be the enemy of the most formidable adversary in the world for the sake of a small profit."

Mr. Omen gets straight to the point.

The meaning is very clear, it's okay to want him to be a thug, but you have to add money.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Conqueror. There are too many strong people who have encountered Waterloo at the hands of Superman. ”

At this time, the Black Queen was on the same side as Mr. Omen.

It's like the-for-tat they just had, it didn't happen at all.

"Apocalypse isn't enough as a bargaining chip?"

Kang the Conqueror asked with a frown.

He began to realize that the two allies he had sought seemed a little too greedy.

"Mr. Essex is an alpha-class mutant who is proficient in multiple abilities, and Ms. Selene is skilled in dark arts and can draw life."

Kang the Conqueror, who was holding his hands on his chest, glanced out the window in the dark of night, and said step by step: "With my high-tech weapons, the possibility of solving Superman is very high." ”

Mr. Omen and the Black Queen looked at each other and shook their heads.

Superman's name is too loud, and his record is too amazing.

rushed up rashly, what is the difference between that and giving away someone's head.

"If you are the Conqueror, you are willing to use your time travel machine as a bargaining chip......"

After a moment of silence, Mr. Omen demanded.

Rule a timeline, a whole world.

This is a huge temptation for anyone.

"It seems that Mr. Essex doesn't want to talk about it properly."

Kang the Conqueror's face turned cold, and he said directly: "Superman is already one hundred and fifty kilometers away, and he will soon be able to reach the White House. ”

"There is not much time left for the two of you to consider, either form an alliance with me, and after the matter is completed, I will hand over the mutant gene pool of S.H.I.E.L.D. to Essex, and by the way, find a suitable soul for Ms. Selene to help you complete the enthronement ceremony."

"Either you choose to watch and miss this opportunity."

"But even if I fail, Superman can't eliminate me all at once."

"And it's different to deal with you, the two of you and that overly strong young lieutenant general, there is no basis and space for cooperation at all."

"Without my help, it wouldn't be so easy to find an opportunity to deal with Superman."

Kang the Conqueror said quickly and urgently, he didn't expect Superman to be so impulsive and kill directly to the White House.

Even if you have some conclusive evidence, you have to test each other for a few rounds, and after a fierce game, you can only take action, right?

"Essex, you stay and fight Superman, I'll ...... first"

The Black Queen made a quick decision and chose to run away.

Pull a magic ring to cut through space.

The shining spark just came out and went out in an instant.

"I've used the phase space blockade to isolate the possibility of using teleportation magic to escape."

Kang the Conqueror shrugged his shoulders, he had wanted to negotiate seriously, he didn't expect Superman to kill directly, and he didn't expect the allies to have such a big appetite.

Instead of continuing to play a game of peek-a-boo and find a new identity, it is better to tie Mr. Omen and the Black Queen to the chariot.

"You count me!"

The Black Queen's face was full of anger, and a fireball smashed out.

Zizizizi!

The electricity is rattling.

Kang the Conqueror, who wore the face of the president, disappeared in an instant like an illusory projection.

"Ms. Selene, are you sure you want to choose infighting over joining forces?"

As if teleporting, Kang the Conqueror appeared in another part of the room.

After a failure, the Black Queen knew about the other party's realistic projection.

According to Kang the Conqueror's careful character, he will not easily expose his true body.

"I hope you can make good on your promises."

The Black Queen stopped and said coldly.

Ditching superfluous feelings, thinking rationally, and working with Kang the Conqueror is the best option.

Superman won't give her what she wants, and if she can't complete the enthronement ceremony, there's no point in continuing to stay the same.

The Black Queen has lived for a long time, and becoming a god is her only obsession.

"He's coming."

The diamond-shaped gem on Mr. Omen's forehead shimmered.

His words landed, and outside the White House, a figure was like a supersonic aircraft, tearing through the air waves, breaking through the sound barrier, and smashing straight down on the verdant lawn.