"Huh...... No, we need to take a break. This place is a little wicked! "The night seemed to be roasted dry, and the night power in his body was scattered, and even the night wings could not support the weight of the night, and began to fall to the ground.

It was the second day he had come to the desert. But apart from this large expanse of yellow sand, there was not even a breeze in the night, let alone any signs of life.

"It's not going to go on like this, but we definitely can't use the team assembly order anymore for now." The dark night frowned and looked at the sun in the sky, and the fine beads of sweat that slipped down his forehead fully explained his heat at the moment.

"Xiao Hei, you go to the bag first. I'll go for a walk. With that, the night gasped and continued to walk on the soft sand dunes.

On the other hand, the clown had a good time.

He was hiding in a basement at the moment, sharing the kebab in his hand with the little boy he had met yesterday.

"Called...... Is Ziyi good? The clown swallowed the food in his mouth and said to the little boy sitting on the floor.

"Zi Yi ......" The little boy's eyes were gloomy, and even when he ate, his head was tightly tied in his arms.

But the clown was not as indecent as he had been when he had spoken to others before, but instead talked to him in a rather kind tone.

The clown looked up at the dim lights on the ceiling, and remembered the scene of the little boy's battle yesterday.

Countless strong cyborg men pounced on a petite child without any emotion, but the final result was a big surprise.

The little boy's fists hadn't even touched the enemy, they had already been shaken out by the wind of the fists driven by the great force.

This is the first time the Joker has seen a human of this power, or rather, the first time he has seen a person who can really descend ten times with one force.

At the moment when the robots were knocked away, the clown did not feel the fluctuation of energy in the little boy. That is, it is entirely a force of his own induction.

"Can I use that name?" After a long silence, the little boy finally raised his head again, and there was finally a little light in his godless eyes.

The clown smiled kindly: "Of course, if you want, this is your name in the future." ”

His smile was not fake, it was not disguised at all.

After all...... Facing the little guy in front of him, the clown can't have the mind to disguise.

"It's all hard work......" The clown couldn't help but smile a little again, recalling the words that the little boy had said yesterday. The scar left by the past is just a special ornament, and the meaning it leaves behind will be slowly diluted by time along with the pain.

Here, let's go back in time and return to a strange rainy night ten years ago......

"Hey! Did you hear that? There's a monster in the lab! A man in a guard uniform with a sharp voice said to a colleague standing next to him.

The man looked back at the hidden and gloomy iron gate behind him, as if he was afraid of some sudden attack, and only when he was sure that there was no danger did he turn his head and reply, "Ahem, it's not! I hope we don't die in this kind of place like the two unlucky ghosts before! ”

As he spoke, he shivered, and he couldn't help but start scolding again.

Deep in the iron gates behind them, dozens of researchers, dressed in crisp white coats, were hard at work. This is underground, and no matter how much rain it rains above, it can't penetrate the nuclear-proof metal above their heads.

"This is the report, please take a look!" In one of the rooms of the underground research institute, a sturdy white coat with sunglasses was groveling, handing a report to an old man with a white beard.

The old man has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, fairy wind and bones, but his knuckles are thicker than ordinary people, and his eyes are wandering, and he has a demeanor of not being angry and arrogant. There is no doubt that this old man is not an ordinary person, so the report in his hand is naturally not as simple as a regular report.

But who knows, the old man waved his hand and motioned to the black-clothed bodyguard beside him to take over the report. But his lips lightly opened: "Wiggins, it seems that I am overindulgent to you......"

When the strong man in white heard this, his pupils under his sunglasses instantly dilated, and his back, which was folded by the white coat, was immediately soaked with sweat.

"Where is he?" The old man took the report handed over from the bodyguard, but only symbolically opened it, glanced at it a few times, and placed it on the corner of the round table beside him.

The strong man, who was called Wiggins by the old man, heard the old man's inquiry, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"They haven't found him yet. That's a ...... That's great...... Still, my son, I haven't had time to give you a name. But Daddy...... I might want to say I'm sorry......"

With a smile on his face, Wiggins didn't continue to bow over. He withdrew his arm and shook his shoulder vigorously.

He secretly worked out for half a year, just waiting for today's battle.

"I don't know." He said justifiably. With that, Wiggins smiled and took off his sunglasses.

Under the sunglasses, there are clearly two fake mechanical eyes. They are embedded in the eye sockets of a normal person, and they look very strange indeed.

"Take it." The old man remained calm, and then, he added, "To live." ”

As soon as the words fell, the black-suited bodyguards beside him rushed forward with their fists raised. Wiggins doesn't care about the identity of his opponent, what he fears is that the opponent will not make a dead move, not how many people the opponent has.

The clash of fists and feet is naturally very fast, and with Wiggins' physique, even if he has been exercising for half a year, he can't fight a group of modified mechanical clones.

So in less than a minute, he was again escorted in front of the old man, and bowed his head unwillingly.

But this moment of low is an eternity in the future.

Wiggins never lifted his head again, and death seemed to him like drinking water, and swallowing poison between his teeth could end his life of sin.

"It's better to be dead." These were his last thoughts, but he couldn't help but think, "Don't you die...... My son ......"

"Humph!" Looking at the corners of Wiggins' mouth, which was still upturned at the time of his death, the old man finally became angry, he threw the fake report in his hand to the ground, and strode out of the room.

As for the corpse, naturally he will not go to cremation and scatter ashes in the sea, it will be too cheap for him.

He was going to carry his corpse to the ground, and as for whether he could catch that big fish, to be honest, the old man himself was not sure.

But he was sure of one thing, as long as the escaped subject was still on the planet he controlled, it would never be able to turn the sky upside down!