Four hundred and thirtieth chapters Metropolis doubts (twenty-three)
When Selina ran up the stairs, she didn't expect that there would be anyone at the top of the stairs. Seeing Clark's shadow on the stairs, she instinctively dodged to the left, then rolled and ran past Clark.
The thing happened so suddenly, and Selina's movements were too fast. The agents who were chasing behind saw Clark blocking him at the top of the stairs, and thought he was Selina's accomplice, so they shot Clark without thinking.
Of course, bullets can't do much harm to Clark, and his biological stance makes him invulnerable. But Clark is a little angry. Although he is kind, he also has a temper. The group of people who rushed towards him shot him with real bullets without saying a word.
If he were an ordinary person, wouldn't he be dead? How could they be so irresponsible?
He didn't know that these agents were made furious by the slippery Catwoman. Catwoman wasn't very good at attacking from the front, but she was one of the best at carrying out sneak attacks, getting stuck, and flying kites. She took advantage of the light in the corridor.
It was dark, and the sneak attack knocked out several agents, making other agents so angry that they even stopped looking for their boss, Benjamin, and chased Catwoman all the way downstairs here.
"Stop!" Clark shouted loudly: "There are ordinary people here, how can you shoot casually?!"
The agents really paused, because they had never seen anyone like Clark before. When they were performing tasks, ordinary people would either scream and run away, or squat on the side with their hands on their heads. They dared to directly stop them and pursue them like this.
This was the first time I saw the people on the path.
"We are on a mission, get out of the way right now!"
"But you just shot me! Do you have permission? Who gave you permission to attack civilians!" Clark asked loudly, and the agents were even more confused. They didn't understand where this stupid young man came from.
, dare to challenge the FBI?
They don't know that Clark is a young man from a small town. The farthest place he has been to in his life is a seed factory in southern Delaware. He has never even seen the police in the metropolis. They expect him to be right.
It is impossible for the agents to know each other.
The leader held the pistol in both hands and took two cautious steps forward, staring at Clark's face. Clark said to them: "Stop! Don't go any further! No matter what you are doing, I can't
Let you break into a place where ordinary people live!"
The leading agent looked back at the person behind him, and then said: "To carry out the mission, subdue him first!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of a pistol firing sounded, and Clark's face darkened. When his expression turned serious, he had an aura of calmness and self-confidence.
In an instant, the creature's stance unfolded, and all the bullets stopped in mid-air, and then fell down like raindrops.
The agents' eyes widened, but soon they reacted. One of the three-person team rushed towards Clark. When Clark was about to subdue them, the two agents behind him quickly ran past him and continued.
Go after Selena.
When they came to the corridor on this floor, the agents discovered that there was no sign of Selena in the corridor. They could only check it room by room.
Pushing open the first door in the corridor, there was Lex sitting in front of the table. One of the agents walked up and was about to ask him a question when another agent grabbed him. He whispered to his colleague
Said: "This is old Luther's son. He seems to be suffering from autism. There is no point in asking him."
Looking at Lex's dull expression, the agent shook his head, waved his hand, and motioned for the people behind him to enter the room to search, but another agent stopped him again and said, "We can't search the Luther family's room.
If Onel Luther comes back later, we will be in trouble!"
With that, he said to the others: "Just check it out and leave quickly."
Several agents looked hesitant, obviously knowing that Old Luther was not easy to mess with. They rummaged through the things in the room and then left. After the agents left, Selina walked out of the bathroom and said:
"Thanks."
At this time, Clark came back just in time to get rid of the agents. When he saw Selina, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "What's going on? You must be that Bruce's girlfriend, right? Why are you being chased by those people?"
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"It's hard to explain to you." Selina didn't want to talk nonsense and was about to leave, but at this moment, another gunshot was heard downstairs.
Selina frowned. She listened carefully and found that the gunfire should come from the direction of the room where Bruce and Benjamin were staying. She immediately ran out, Clark chased after him. Selina asked as she ran:
"Why are you following me?!"
"Were those agents who shot again?! How could they do this? I have to protect the ordinary people here!"
Selina opened her mouth. She didn't know if it was a good idea to take Clark to Bruce. But at this moment, Clark ran out at a speed that Selina couldn't catch with her naked eyes, leaving her with no idea at all.
Opportunities blocked.
Bruce, who was dealing with the agents, really didn't expect that the first one to arrive would be Clark.
Originally, Bruce had already finished asking Benjamin questions. He brought the agents over, just to let them rescue Benjamin. After all, Benjamin had been hit hard twice. If no one noticed him if he was frozen for another night, his life might be in danger.
, Bruce didn't want his life.
But with Clark's involvement, the situation became difficult to control. Originally, Bruce could use the advanced equipment he had retrieved before to get rid of the agents quickly, but now, Clark is determined to punish this group of random agents.
Gun agents.
Clark's tactics are mainly about working miracles with force. When the agents face such a powerful enemy, bullets are fired out as if they are free. Clark can use his biological stance to be immune to bullet attacks, but Bruce cannot. The narrow corridor is filled with bullets from all directions.
There were stray bullets, and Bruce couldn't escape for a while, so he was forced to join the chaos.
When Selena came down the stairs, she was momentarily blinded by the gunfire. She didn't understand why the original goal of avoiding the agents became a chaotic fight with the agents. However, when she saw the person who was avoiding the stray bullet,
Bruce and Selina have no choice but to join the battlefield.
Not only were these few agents and agents in the manor, but there were also many banquet participants who were driven back to the guest rooms. The gunshots this time were very large, and many agents did not have silencers on their guns, making the gunshots spread even further.
It was far away, and many people didn't know why, so they opened the door to check the situation.
Originally, there were agents guarding outside, so they were not allowed to wander around, but now, the agents in the corridor were gone, so the crowd came out. When there were more people, the noise became endless.
At first there were still discussions and speculations, but after being locked up in this hellish place for one night and still not being able to leave, people were very angry and started to quarrel after a while.
Although most of the people invited to this banquet were high-class people, one principle of quarrels remains unchanged, that is, whoever speaks louder will appear more reasonable.
On this side of the corridor, the celebrities attending the banquet were arguing loudly.
"They locked us up in this damn place! Now they're starting a shootout again. Do they want us to die from stray bullets too?"
"Damn it, what the hell is this place? Are we here for a party or a war?"
"Those bullshit agents won't let us out! They won't guarantee our safety either. I must file a complaint against them!"
"Stop talking nonsense, old Damon! You can't even touch the threshold of the FBI. Go home and eat your farmer's lunch!"
"Shit, can you guys stop arguing?! Someone get a gun, we have to protect ourselves..."
On the other side of the corridor, Clark, Bruce and Selina were fighting fiercely with the group of agents.
The tactic of using force to produce miracles is very suitable for Clark, because he is so strong and immune to long-distance bullet attacks. In such a narrow corridor, it is almost like he is in no one's land.
Bruce was not to be outdone. He was a human king who had practiced positioning in Schiller's dream. He was good at dodging bullets and fighting. Selina was also assisting on the flanks. The three of them and a group of agents fought back and forth.
Rather, it can be called a miracle that this group of agents were able to fight the three of them back and forth.
In fact, the main reason is that Clark just wants to subdue them and does not want to hurt anyone, so he has to control his strength. Bruce can only perform at an average level in encounters, and Selina is not good at frontal combat.
During this period of time, the sound of gunshots was heard like firecrackers, coupled with the high and low sounds of the quarrel on the other side, it was like a symphony ringing in the manor.
So, what was Schiller doing at this time?
That's right, Schiller, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up again.
Before he opened his eyes, he heard from downstairs:
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Hugh! Hugh!"
"Shit!", "You are the shit!", "Shut up!", "Oh——"
"boom!"
"Wow---"
Schiller closed his eyes, sat up from the bed, took a deep breath, and looked down at his watch.
Very good, the length of sleep this time broke the record tonight, sleeping for 26 minutes at a time.
Schiller slowly walked to the shelf in the guest room and took down a wine glass from the cup holder above. After sitting back on the bed, he found an extra bottle of wine in his hand. As soon as the cork was opened, a rich
The intoxicating aroma of wine filled the air.
Schiller poured a little wine into the bottom of the glass, then raised his head and drank it in one gulp. The bottle disappeared and the glass fell to the ground, breaking into several pieces. Under the influence of the crazy wine, Schiller entered a more stable state.
Dreamland.
Arriving at the center of the Hall of Thought, Schiller walked toward a hole in the middle of the open space. As he walked, he muttered to himself:
"Fortunately, this hole has not been filled in. I said that it will definitely come in handy."
When he came to the cave, Schiller jumped down without thinking, passed through the strange phantoms, and when he landed on the ground, the first thing he saw was a lawn.
As soon as Schiller took a step forward, a pale man in black robes appeared in front of him. Schiller greeted him: "Long time no see, Morpheus, God of Dreams.
"
Morpheus had no intention of chatting with him. He stared at Schiller warily and asked: "What do you want to do?"
"I want to come to you to find a way to go into someone's dream."