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"Ahhh!!h

The boy's cries of pain echoed through a fully enclosed laboratory, the superboy was tied to a complex machine in the middle of the room, all the lasers in the room were locked onto him, and countless green lasers converged into a mighty stream of light that bombarded his chest, and the latter groaned in pain.

Researchers in white uniforms and dark green glasses gathered around the cell, observing Superboy's reaction through a layer of one-way glass. The recorder monitor in front of them detailed the data of the superboy's physical signs, and several people kept whispering and exchanging opinions as they watched, as if they did not see the boy in pain as a human at all.

For them, the Superboy is nothing more than a product they have created, a weapon that is set to handle all kinds of battles, and nothing more, and there is no need to be regarded as human.

And after returning from the last battle in Times Square, Superboy took the initiative to ask for the first time - he suddenly asked what they were trying to do with so many teenage superpowers all the time.

It was just a simple question, but it immediately made the group of researchers nervous. They think that this may be a precursor to the "weapon" beginning to think for itself and try to think, and that is an extremely dangerous thing for them, and the more dangerous the weapon, the less it can make it have the ability to think for itself. So they immediately made a judgment - the superboy's mind had to be overwritten, and he had to be sure that he wanted nothing but to carry out orders.

This process has been going on for about forty minutes now, but this time Superboy is surprisingly stubborn. He seems to be resisting the transformation with his own perseverance, and his will is as stubborn as a stone, which reinforces the researchers' decision that his brain must be restarted.

The experiment was at a critical moment, and the mutation suddenly occurred. I saw that the emitters of all the laser machines in the room were shifted in the same direction almost at the same second, and the green lasers moved away from the super boy's chest one after another, sweeping around the room as if they were going berserk. In an instant, countless vertical and horizontal cracks were left on the alloy walls, and the door lock was swept away by a laser, and it was scrapped instantly, revealing a pile of charred circuits. Two lasers slashed along the one-way glass, leaving two deep trails that scared the researchers in the cell.

The door of the cubicle was opened at some point, and a fiery gust of wind flashed through the crack in the door, and the image of a teenager with an electric current gathered in the middle of the room, suddenly appearing among the researchers.

"Click!" The Lightning Boy leaned on the edge of the lab table in a leisurely posture and greeted everyone, "Do you miss me, NOWHERE guys?" I, the Lightning Kid, am back! ”

The researchers were all stunned and rushed to the door. The Lightning Boy just leaned on the edge of the lab table and watched them flee in a panic, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, thinking that it would be more interesting if he could take a photo to commemorate it at this time.

A large number of NOWHERE soldiers, armed with high-tech guns and armor, rushed into the room, quickly opening a semicircle formation to surround Bart. They raised their guns neatly, and a row of muzzles all pointed at the Lightning Kid.

"Fire!"

Time stood still in an instant, and the second half of the syllables of the leader's order were stretched long. Bart moved, dragging layers of afterimages and golden electricity behind him, sneakers stepped diagonally on the vertical wall, and his body remained parallel to the floor, bypassing the large amount of fire in front of him, and came behind the team.

It happened in the middle of a second. The team members, who had surrounded their prey in a neat semicircle formation just 0.5 seconds ago, had fallen to the ground at 0.5 seconds. Some of them looked like they had gone off and hit their teammates, some seemed to slap themselves to the ground with their backhands, and some looked as if they had done a somersault in the air before landing with their faces.

Instantly, Bart clapped his hands, and then came to the side of the superboy in the cubicle, and dismantled it into pieces after a while in front of the lock that bound the superboy's limbs. Superboy fell limply and was slung to Bart's shoulder.

Superboy propped up his heavy eyelids and asked with some surprise, "Are you...... Kid Flash? Why did you come to save me? ”

"Maybe it's because you wrote the relevant wishes on last year's Christmas wish card? God knows. ”

In fact, he is not very happy to rescue Superboy, but Nightwing insists that Superboy who was cloned and brainwashed by NOWHERE is also one of the victims, and if he gives up, it means that NOWHERE has won to some extent, and at his insistence, everyone finally decides to save Superboy as well.

As Bart spoke, he was standing up and walking towards the door when another whirlwind burst into the house. The white afterimage flashed in front of him in an instant, and knocked him to the ground with a fist.

With a single punch, Quicksilver "brushes" to stop the car in the middle of the room, followed by his sister Scarlet Witch.

"You're you again?" Quicksilver looked at Bart and snorted coldly, "I was thinking about you after the last fight, and I was so thoughtful that you sent it to the door, thank you so much." ”

Bart wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Last time I kicked your ass hard when I was hungry, this time I can give you something even more exciting." ”

"Still hard-mouthed." Quicksilver smiled disappreciatively, "I thought you were a pretty stupid little ghost, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid. You managed to get away from here last time, and now you're running back alone, how do you say that...... Throw yourself into the net. ”

Bart smiled, "yes, if you think I'm coming back alone, then you're even more stupid." ”

Wanda, the Scarlet Witch, changed her face slightly, and hurriedly reminded: "Be careful, there are other people ...... here"

Before the words fell, purple-black chaos magic erupted in midair. Wanda hurriedly released the chaos magic to protect herself and her brother, but the hastily released magic defense was vulnerable in the face of the purple magic, and it was easily shattered, and the witch and Quicksilver were also knocked to the ground one after another.

The purple fluctuations outlined a pitch-black shadow in midair, and the transparent body of the raven gradually appeared as a substance, slowly descending, and the energy that lingered around the body formed a shape like a crow. The moment she landed, the domineering purple ** force swept away, as if dyeing the entire room into her own color.

Bart said triumphantly, "What did I just say?" That's what I call 'reinforcements'. ”