507. Even he didn't believe it

Harcourt's new Task Force X mission is complete, but videos of a heat wave being torn off an egg by a weasel are now available everywhere on the Internet.

And I don't know why, the lens that shoots the monster is very blurry, but the egg box is extremely clear, and I almost didn't zoom in to see the blood vessels on it!

Several people stared at Chris speechlessly for a long time, and said during the meal that this thing was not something that a normal person could do.

"There are children here, you pay attention."

Although Zhang San was very interested in what the good brother said, he still didn't continue to talk at the dinner table.

After eating, he has to take a good look at the video of the weasel pulling the heat wave balls on the Internet.

Ten minutes later.

"Hahaha!"

Several men sitting in the yard watched the video together with a tablet, and the heat wave that breathed fire towards the mission target met the weasel's sliding shovel!

It can't be said to be a sliding shovel, anyway, when the weasel moved close to the ground and drilled through his crotch, he tore off a bloody meatball.

Corresponding to the screams of this inverted frieze buddy were Captain Cold and the others who were laughing loudly next to him, and the heat wave not only lost one of the most precious parts of a man, but was also ridiculed by his companions!

"I give this 16 million video a perfect score for how funny it is, and it reminds me of John. Economos, the one who dyed the beard. ”

"Do you remember his name?" Chris didn't remember the other man's name when he first met him, only that his name was John.

Zhang San took out his mobile phone, clicked on his social platform account, and showed it to the two:

"Because he followed me, his name was John Eknomos, and he said in his bio that he had fought against an alien invasion with superheroes."

Belch...

Isn't Brother Dye Hu a driver?

His profile is obviously a bit exaggerated, but since it mentions superheroes, it must be the Peacemaker!

The smile on Chris's face didn't stop.

"The glowing superhero Seven..."

The vigilante, who didn't have a good eye, took a closer look and read out what he had seen.

It seems that in the eyes of John Economos, the light of the night, Severn is more like a superhero than the peacemaker.

Next.

Zhang San looked at Christmas, which was getting closer and closer to him, and packed the Christmas gifts he had prepared, and he, Santa Claus, went to Wayne Manor first.

Poor Bruce Wayne, the old man who needs Christmas presents the most.

In the past, when he was at the lake house, he would ask women home to relax, but since he lived back in Wayne Manor, he probably never had this opportunity again.

"Life-prolonging potion? You made it out of magic? ”

In the Bat Cave, Bruce sat on a chair that hadn't moved for 10,000 years and observed the red potion bottle he had just gotten in his hand.

"It can greatly increase the life expectancy of human beings, and it can slow down aging."

The red potion is a weakened version, and Zhang San wants to save the strongest version and sell it to Old Bruce later, so that he can make two shares.

A middle-aged blue, an old man blues.

And the old man's gold coins are the most explosive!

Or let Lex Luthor continue to develop an upgraded version that works a little better than the Red Bottle, just like the various versions of the game sold by the game manufacturer.

"It's a magic potion?" Bruce's focus has always been here, after all, a playboy who has suffered a loss will not suffer a second loss.

"It's technology! Remember the last time I gave you the data, it was developed from that data? ”

Hearing the keyboard say this, Bruce was even more skeptical.

Because the potion data that can give people superpowers takes years to optimize alone, and the keyboard only takes a few months to make it.

Science is rigorous, it is careful and serious, and only magic can get the finished product out in such a short time.

Unfortunately, Bruce doesn't like magic.

At least that's how he was after seeing an unfamiliar keyboard turn his bat fighter into a toy fighter.

This bottle of red potion is really good just to listen to the keyboard, and it is crazy enough to increase lifespan, not to mention slow down aging.

It comes from the keyboard, though.

"Have you ever tried it?"

"Now find someone to do a pharmacy test for more than 10,000, don't worry."

The red version of the potion Zhang San combined the liquid inside with the bottle he had prepared, and then threw it inside the reinforcement to check it, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"How many more of these potions do you have?"

It seemed that the big boss wanted to pack, Zhang San looked at the inventory in his personal space and said, "Thirty bottles." ”

"Mr. Wilson?"

Pressing a button next to him, Bruce called down the man who was drinking tea upstairs.

Deathstroke has been doing a good job since becoming the assistant butler at Wayne Manor, and Bruce wants to give him the bottle.

"What's the matter?" Knell, who looked unhappy but still came, asked.

"The keyboard says it can increase human lifespan and slow down aging."

"I'm not a guinea pig."

Taking the red potion from Bruce, Wilson gave it back to the other party after a little look.

He also advises Mr. Wayne to find Cyborg, as Victor's body is full of machinery, and magic potions can't corrode his remaining brain.

Behind the departing death knell, Bruce smiled and put the potion aside.

"Well, it's actually holy water from heaven, which a friend of mine got from God's house."

Zhang San changed his words and changed the potion he made to it from heaven.

Bruce, who had already seen the demon slave workers a few days ago, was skeptical, and he didn't know if the potion came from heaven, but it definitely had nothing to do with God.

He got up and took out the Christmas present he had prepared, and gave the keyboard the smaller-looking gift box.

When he opened it in person, Zhang San saw a capital gold K keycap, which was almost the same proportion as the one on his body...

"Thank you."

It's a bit outrageous, but from Bruce's point of view, there's nothing wrong with sending something like this to a keyboard.

Because the first letter of the keyboard is K.

Moments later, a spaceship landed in the backyard of a villa in Canterlot.

"Keyboard!"

Henry cleaning out the backyard. Alan put down what he was holding and walked over to give it a big hug.

"I'm so grateful to you about Nora, thank you."

Patting the flat back of the keyboard, Barry Allen's father returned to the house with the other party.

Soon, Henry, who went to the kitchen, came out with a glass of iced lemonade: "This is the lemon you gave last time, and we haven't used it up yet." ”

Seeing that there were a few more Christmas gift boxes on the coffee table, he thanked him and opened one of them.

Inside is a complete set of muscle-building books, as well as a blue tights with a black ring on the forehead.

(End of chapter)