Chapter 440: Travel to Los Angeles

The next day, at 7:00 a.m., Gotham Airport

"Are you sure you don't need me to arrange anything there?" In the middle of the extended Lincoln, Bruce sat deccently dressed opposite Xingle and Damian, who had already packed their large bags, and asked with some concern.

They had already spent a day at Wayne Manor, and on this day, he swore that Starle would dare to say that he could be more extravagant than this 'poor ghost' every minute.

If I hadn't kept a low profile, your name wouldn't have gone up at all.

When Xingle didn't bother with this, it was already the early morning of the next day, and immediately, they came out early this morning and went directly to another city - Los Angeles.

Listen to Xingle said, there is one of his ... Not very good friends.,Very well-organized.,And often entrusted by Xingle to keep some more valuable and dangerous things.,In short,It can be said that it's a collaborator of Xingle... Also in the know.

Star Le doesn't really want to take Damian to meet him if he can, but... If it weren't for the fact that the matter of 'Cadmus' was too big, Xingle would have to take precautions in advance, otherwise... Once 'the-one' is resurrected, he really doesn't know if he will be able to defeat it.

So I have to go to Los Angeles once and get something like that, otherwise, my daily world will disintegrate.

As for why so early... In seven hours, the Joker will be wiped out by the Bugastar virus, and yes, Starle must leave within twenty-four hours when he arrives in Gotham City, otherwise the Joker will really be able to say goodbye.

Although it's a guy who really wants to die with his brains and deeds, but... He is not a lawbreaker, and his own appearance is itself to allow the planet and the universe to exist without being destroyed and played with, that is, a kind of order.

Then you shouldn't have killed the clown... If one day he gets his brain pumping again.

In short, the clown who was left to work all night by Xinglehuo, in Arkham, the clown shouted a terrible cry in pain, and it continued to explode in the ears of the staff and patients all night long, and the Gotham police station was exhausted and tired, and he almost collapsed.

They don't know if the Joker's grudge against Xingle and the Indexer will go to another level, but Xingle is ready to hurt each other with the Joker for a long time.

To be honest, Xingle wants to go to the hospital to check if his brain is damaged, after all... The freaks raised in this place have been dealing with themselves more than once.

But no matter how you say it, Xingle and Damian, their trip to Los Angeles this time, the two of them are determined.

"That's not necessary, if there is any lace news, I don't need to live here."

Xingle smiled and rejected Bruce's kindness, and didn't want this guy's other identity to investigate that friend, that friend would be exposed, so he was worried that this guy would have a brain pump, overturn over there, and have to come forward to reconcile himself, which would not be fun.

“... Do you need me to call you again when I get over there and tell you that I'm safe? ”

Damian was here, too, a little joking, for him, since he was able to live in Nasinono with Xingle, there was no need to report everything to Bruce.

“... I think you should want it. ”

Bruce just chuckled and said, then walked up to Xingle, stretched out his hand and shook Xingle's hand, and then said to him:

"My son, I'll leave it to you, and if you dare to teach my son to be like yours, I'll come to you."

"That's right, I'll definitely teach him to be like me, hehe."

Soon, Damian noticed the hands of his father and Xingle holding each other, and the green muscles loomed, and the expressions on the faces of the two became more and more a... Hideous?

But what is certain is that these two people are competing, and they are fighting very hard.

"Man, aren't you leaving? If you don't leave, the clown will die because you can't get on the plane. ”

"No, no, no, I think he can hold on for a while, after all, the time for the plane to take off is fixed, besides, I can get out of the city when I go, do I still need to take care of his mood?"

No, I think, he's in pain right now, shouldn't you let him live for a while? Also, he's been howling all night, and the patients and medical staff there are starting to complain about the nuisance.

"They don't sleep well, it's the clown howling, what's the matter with me Han Xingle?"

... Damian couldn't stand it anymore, so he hurriedly pushed Xingle and was about to leave, this guy's shamelessness is not a day or two, so hurry up and push him out and get things done.

"Gone, father... I hope to be able to chat with you again next time. ”

Damian just left such a sentence, pushed Xingle, jumped out of the car, and quickly left Bruce's line of sight...

"What do you think I'm doing, Alfred?"

"You're rusty with being a 'father', Master Bruce."

Alfred, who was sitting in the front seat and holding the steering wheel, did not make a comment against his will, a comment that made Bruce smile wryly.

"Maybe..."After speaking, his face turned and returned to his original cold face, and his eyes were as sharp as a cold front, and he said to Alfred:

"Let's go, Alfred, we have a business that needs to be taken care of urgently."

"And that's..."

"The Indexers claim that there will be an enemy that is 'even tougher than Darkseid,' and that we need to find an alliance to solve this problem."

After this sound, the extended Lincoln immediately began to gallop in the direction of Wayne Manor.

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Inside the airport

"You know, you can talk to him... Hug it. ”

"I'll kill you." After Damian replied expressionlessly, he looked at Xingle again and asked:

"Well, I wonder, what kind of person is it that makes you refuse to tell me who it is?"

“... How so? At the age of the two of us, it's somewhat inappropriate to go to that kind of place, let alone you're only ten years old. ”

“... Wait, you're not going to go to that..."

"It's just a nightclub, not the kind of place you think... Of course, it's also a side game. ”

“... This is definitely the biggest misconception I have ever had about 'playing the sidelines' in my life. ”

A complaint, which made Xingle a little crying and laughing, but there was no way, that guy opened a nightclub, and when I went, I was also embarrassed, blame me.

But... If Bruce knew that I was taking his son to a nightclub or something, would he settle accounts with me?

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'Cadmus', an underground area

In the dark, Dr. Ivo, who had discussed all the plans, was under the watchful eye of Leticia, and Dr. Ivo was putting the finishing touches on it. It is better not to have a half-finished attitude, and it is better to put it into actual combat.

The power of the Justice League, as well as the power of the Indexer, are quite powerful, the actual combat experience, and the way the power is used, all of them have surpassed countless Shura Fields, and finally reached the current situation, compared to it, although in order to be able to surpass human intelligence, 'Yamozhuo' is equipped with artificial intelligence, but... Experience still can't keep up.

Once you've made a plan, it's best to be able to fight the Justice League and the Indexers after everything is in order.

It's a pity that the battle against Darkseid, because of the encirclement of the military, as well as the intelligence blockade of the game field and the alliance, they don't know what happened inside, otherwise, after knowing the existence of the Indexer, they don't know what kind of reaction they will have.

It's just that they don't know, it doesn't mean that among the people they know, no one knows.

"Mind telling me as a partner, what are you doing?"

At this time, a figure escaped into the laboratory, looking at the scene in front of him, his face was obviously smiling, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes, only a rather ruthless murderous aura and annoyance.

These guys really can't worry about anything at all.

"Didn't you sell my people without saying anything, and guide Darkseid to Earth?"

Leticia, who was sitting on the side, said that for this 'partner', they really have no basis of trust, and even calculate each other, and it is not surprising that they want to kill each other.

"That's at least something you did without revealing too much, and what you do will lead the Indexer to us every minute, and if we don't talk about all our hard work against him at this stage, our lives will be completely threatened."

"Are you questioning the power of 'Amojo'? This 'Amozhuo' that can replicate all its powers! ”

When Dr. Ivo heard this, he felt a kind of anger burning, and the 'Amozhuo' that he had worked so hard to make was actually devalued by this guy, why should they listen to an extraterrestrial bastard.

"I can tell you very responsibly that the things you have here, for people like them, are just plates that are picked up for breakfast in the morning, and it is already very good to be able to make a difference."

And Bhagaru understands very well that the existence of the 'Originator' is not something that can be explained clearly by a mere science from the beginning, that is, in the field of magic, the existence of the Originator is also an extremely vague and ambiguous existence, the ability to copy? The existence of that kind of ability is not absent in these thousands of parallel universes.

However, Leticia seemed to have an iron heart, and said in a cold voice:

"I understand your concerns, Mr. Bogajou, but don't forget, you're just a willing collaborator, and I'm the true owner of this 'Cadmus'."

The implication is that the Bhagavaru has crossed the line.

The figure that Bogajou had transformed into twitched the corners of his eyes, then took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and said:

"Okay, I won't interfere with your decision-making, but I also have the power to ensure that my research results and efforts are not destroyed by your stupidity, so I will take my researchers, equipment, and results and transfer them to the 'sea of trees', you must remember what I said."

With that, Bogajou turned and walked away from the lab, eliciting mocking smiles from Leticia and Dr. Ivo.

And in the culture chamber of the laboratory, 'Yamozhuo'... He opened his green eyes and emitted a seeping green light......