A blue stone appeared in Deathshot's field of vision, and he took it from his keyboard hand in confusion and asked, "This is."

"Blue Kryptonite, Supermaster encounters it the same way Superman encounters green Kryptonite."

No matter how you say that the dead shot is the head of the mine, he should give some privileges.

If the head of the mine is overturned by a small miner, then who will listen to the head of the mine in the future.

Although no one listened to the arrangement of death shooting now, Zod's group ignored him at all, just like Larry, a gaseous life form that was not a human being, and a small henchman.

"Thanks, boss." Dead shot put this blue kryptonite away, with this thing, that Kryptonite has to be obedient no matter how strong he is.

"Just take care of them for me."

In fact, Zhang San wanted to say thank you, because the strength of the mine head was different from that of Zod, and even if the supermaster was affected by the blue kryptonite and didn't win the death shot, he would only hate him even more.

The existence of the mine head is to help the boss attract the hatred of the miners, and the way of speaking is very suitable for this side hustle.

The small spaceship landed in the mining area, and the Speedmaster holding a large piece of ore turned his head to look.

The only form of entertainment on this planet is the game consoles in the caves, and the food is much worse than what he ate in the original world, and there is a strange fog at night.

Living on such a garbage planet, Speedmaster's rage can be said to be overflowing.

But when he saw the keyboard coming down from the spaceship beckoning to him, the anger in his heart turned to fear.

Putting down the ore in his hand, the Speedmaster flew to the keyboard and stood.

"Let me introduce you to him, his name is Death Shot, and he is also the head of this mining area, and he is mainly responsible for arranging your work."

Looking down at the other party's outstretched black hand, the cloaked Speedmaster shook it and used a little strength.

However, a layer of yellow energy blocked his small movements, and Death Shot knew that he would do this kind of thing on the way here.

"We're all family, let's have a good talk."

Zhang San is gone, if he doesn't leave, the Supermaster probably won't do it.

Sure enough, after the keyboard left, Speedmaster's eyes changed when he looked at Death Shot again, and it became very gloomy.

It's just that he just clenched his fists and raised his hand to tell this person his character, when a blue stone suddenly appeared made Supermaster instantly unable to stand up and sat on the ground.

"Here, you'd better listen to me."

Deathshot clenched the blue kryptonite and punched Supermaster in the face, he didn't just talk and didn't move.

On the other side, Zhang San, who was driving the spaceship away, looked at Rob, the cosmic bounty hunter passing by, and thought for a while, and then drove the spaceship back home in a stealth state like no one else.

Whether Rob was passing by his mine or being hired to do something, he didn't have to worry.

The combat effectiveness of a group of family heroes is only stronger than that of the Green Lantern Corps, and maybe the next time he comes over, he can see the new employees Rob and the mine head bragging while working.

In the afternoon, Zhang San, who was preparing to have a barbecue for dinner in the front yard with Chris, saw a beige jeep drive back.

"Amazons don't like to make friends with people, do they?" Chris with a can of beer in his hand smiled and told them.

"I feel like they just don't want to be friends with us."

"It's not us, it's the two of you."

Zhang San took himself out of the vigilante's words, and he could still be good friends with the Amazons.

Who made the first impression of these two goods so bad on others, one came up and asked if they wanted to go to the movies together, and the other was even more outrageous, and directly told the rumors on the Internet.

Drip.

The thing in Zhang San's trouser pocket rang, and he took out the parallel world information receiving device that he had been putting on his body and glanced at it.

There was a message from another world on it, and the other party wanted to help him with the keyboard after talking about what was going on over there and the current problem.

Along with the message, the coordinates of the other party's universe were sent.

Seeing Zhang San get up and go home, the other two turned their heads and talked about where to go to work tomorrow night.

"How's the port? I got the news that a private yacht will dock tomorrow night with cargo, and it is said that there is a large number of weapons in it. ”

There are still quite a few sources of the vigilantes, although Chris doesn't know where he came up with so much 'accurate' information.

But my brother's words are just a good idea, and if you believe it all, you will die.

For example, the vigilante said that the goods transported by the gangster convoy were all powder, but Chris fired a rocket and had an unexpected result.

The flames that rose dozens of meters high and the huge blast shock wave directly caused Chris, who was flying in the air with a jetpack, to slam heavily into the mud.

Luckily, he was in good health, and there were no other injuries except for a broken arm and a little dizziness.

Afterwards, Chris asked the vigilante what was going on, and the other party put on an innocent look and told him that he had guessed

Zhang San, who returned to the room, looked at the gold storage in his personal space, and they were a little more than the last time he recharged.

It may be that before he left the world of Supermaster, he not only asked the president of the United States for his payment for solving the crime syndicate, but also provided him with a lot of gold in the post-apocalyptic world.

Consume it all, and frantically click on the power enhancement until it pops up [Insufficient points, can't add points!] He stopped.

Power: Blow up a fucking whole earth with one punch! It can run on the bottom of the sea for hundreds of years, and the resilience is metamorphosed to the point that it can cut off five of your hands in ten seconds.

Agility: Normal person

Intelligence: Normal people

As for this partial power hero, agility purely relies on others to hit his fists, and intelligence is not at all.

Whenever he encounters some smart speeders, Zhang San is afraid that he will be beaten tens of thousands of times in a second before he realizes that someone is attacking him.

Fortunately, his light ring can make up for some speed disadvantages, although it can't compare to Superman and Flash plug-ins if he moves with energy, but it's no problem to deal with some things that are not the speed of light and supersonic.

A few minutes later.

He came to the world where he sought his help.

“wt”

The bald head in front of him and the few people next to him looked a little surprised, probably not expecting the keyboard to appear like this.

A large keyboard with long hands and feet hanging from a medieval gallows?

"I thought it was your code name. I'm Lex. Luther, it's nice to see you coming, Keyboard. ”

The bald man in the suit standing at the front stepped forward and held out his hand to the keyboard that had just untied the rope and magically disfigured the gallows.

Compared to the friendliness he showed, the other few in military uniforms were not so friendly.

Each of them had suspicion on their faces, and they did not hide their inner thoughts at this time. (End of chapter)