Chapter 370: Not yet
Half an hour later, the Hall of Justice
"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Xingle, who had a blue nose and swollen face and a handcuff on his hands, knelt in front of the three girls and lowered his head.
To be honest, to get things to this extent, because he is Han Xingle, if it weren't for the fact that for the men of this country, he has a merit of salvation, this guy would have been brought to the bureau to eat burgers a long time ago.
"You actually became his apprentice... Are you sure you're not talking to the wrong person? β
"I still doubt my decision." On the side, the Flash asked a question that made Damian extremely helpless, and sometimes, he felt that this guy was not wise and stupid, but really out of tune.
It's no wonder that his grandfather, on his deathbed, specially instructed him not to let himself learn too much about the guy in front of him.
Especially when he saw this guy kneeling in front of the girls so easily, he didn't know, probably this was the emotion called 'regret'.
Just when Xingle was about to guide someone or a certain gang to conduct a superpower escape guidance, the Flash directly flashed and sent all the members of the Rogue Gang to the prison car, without handcuffs, causing him to be moved by the 'saved' The big men of the Rogue Gang kissed one by one.
This is a bit of that for the Flash, but it is Xingle, he is handcuffed, and the superpower inhibits the handcuffs to see if he can inhibit the EX antibodies in Xingle's body, after all, he has to experiment.
Of course, if Xingle wants to, one instant noodle is enough.
"You want to use this thing to see if you can restrain me, you're so naΓ―ve, really."
Xingle grabbed the handcuffs and tore the handcuffs on his wrists in one go, and the most powerful thing was that he was able to do it without his eyes being red.
"Okay, we'll have to figure out how to make a handcuff that inhibits EX antibodies."
"What God hasn't done, you can try."
Smackββββ! After Xingle said a cool word, Sarah's hand knife slapped on the back of Xingle's head, and said with a slightly angry expression:
"me off one more time, you can try too."
"Yes, sister." The invincible Han Xingle knelt again.
When he saw Xingle bending his knees again, Damian said that he couldn't look at it anymore, and immediately said:
"Well, I don't understand, why are you able to kneel down a girl at every turn?"
"Boy, ask all the men who have company, including your dad with twisted values, and see if he'll bow to your mom, even once."
"Agreed." Regardless of anything else, the Flash, who has a companion in his private life, directly agrees with Xingle's statement that it is wrong to bend the knee to girls, which is very biased.
"It's a physiological reaction, it's not something you can control." For this kind of thing, Sarah patted Damian on the shoulder, and mourned in silence for the lack of understanding of the physiology of this ten-year-old child, who has two PhDs in biology in their family, and this knowledge will still be there.
"Why don't I have such a thing?"
"This kind of thing will probably show up when they are thirteen or fourteen years old, and of course there are cases where they don't, because their physiological reactions are all distorted."
β... I kind of don't want to grow up. β
"Don't say that, my good brother, think about the best, in another year and a half, you will be taller than our sister, and in another half a year, you will be taller than all three of them."
Xingle is also quite good at wool, and Damian just looked at the three girls very excitedly when he heard it, and finally nodded, but this nod made Sarah very unhappy.
"Why was I the first to be overtaken?"
Sarah asked unhappily, always feeling that she was being ridiculed somewhere.
And Xingle laughed very unkindly when he heard his sister's question, and the smile was very mocking:
"Sister, you should be a little self-aware."
"You should also know that to my sister and me, you shouldn't be big or small!"
After saying that, Sarah walked on her little short legs and was about to chase Xingle, but Xingle had already kicked out first, running faster than an ostrich.
After watching these two people run out one after the other, Damian's eyes were almost dazed, who did he choose to be his temporary family?
"You said he was usually stronger than Kryptonians, why did he always have no look... What about the style? β
"I think, this is what a family should look like, don't always hang on to look like you're cool and powerful, put down your shelf, even if it's always a little out of style."
patted Damian on the shoulder, Alex could only say that, Xingle has always been like this, when he is outside, he always looks like he is awesome, but in front of his family and friends, Xingle will not wear that kind of mask.
To put it simply, Xingle will always show his true nature in front of his family.
Thinking about it this way, Xingle actually has an inexplicable romantic feeling... Think about it, with a cold face outside, always laughing at home, the kind that only belongs...
"Excuse me, are you sure you don't catch up? They seem to have gone far. β
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At the same time that Damian and the others caught up, Xingle had already relied on his excellent physical ability and the premise advantage of having been to the Hall of Justice, and casually threw off his sister, and... Quietly flashed into the employee's locker room.
"Really... It's really brain-burning to find a stupid-looking excuse to come in here..."
As soon as he came in, Xingle's face returned to the same face as when he was working, if he didn't, he couldn't pretend to be an accident if he wanted to come in here.
This is the Hall of Justice, the base camp of the Justice League, and Xingle has a very important reason to pretend to come in here and get lost and go wrong.
Otherwise, just by leaving his own city, Xingle felt a little overkill.
"Although I'm a little sorry for sister, she... But it's also necessary. β
After reading this, Xingle took out a few small round instruments and began to place them under the locker.
After placing these, Xingle planned to run out and pretend to the end, which was just a little time, and it shouldn't arouse suspicion.
But...
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As if sensing it, Xingle originally wanted to put his hand on the doorknob, but as if he felt something, he froze in place.
"This feeling... Lift key? β
Turning his head, Xingle saw that on the other side of the room, there was a wall that was not very well decorated, but it was lead, so it was not noticed by Superman.
But the feeling that the lift key gives itself can't be wrong, if that's the case... Haven't you activated the lift key yet? Because of this, will the upgrade key seek help from itself?
And thinking of this possibility, Xingle couldn't help but look at these lockers... Even if it's to help Cyborg, it's only after sending you this rat out of here.