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Chapter 3454 Abandoned Son Negotiation

Su Ming turned around and looked behind him. No more clone enemies were coming for the time being. The structure of this underground facility was like a lollipop. If you look at the passage as a thin stick, the candy is the huge ball in front of you.

.

Compared with the complicated maze of the mad doctor, Desaad's trap design is not rough, but if he wants to trap him, Su Ming can only get into the box himself and use it as bait.

"Let's not talk about the urn. Let's talk about it. Do you have any ideas for this new fire pit?"

After having fun with Bobo, the man finally became serious.

"You ask what an orangutan can do against the sun? Give me the red and blue uniform from before, and I will find a pen to draw the letter S on the chest, and then you ask me to try again?"

What can the little gorilla think? He can't even look at it. The light from this artificial sun is so dazzling that it is not meant for orangutans to see.

"Oh, what's the use of me bringing you here? You'll lose control at the critical moment." Su Ming looked at him with disgust, tugged at him a few times with the palm of his hand, pushed him into his cloak and wrapped him up: "You still have to rely on yourself at the critical moment.

, it’s really sad.”

The orangutan, who was wrapped in a cloak and protected like a mummy, took a deep breath: "Don't act recklessly. If the earth in this era is destroyed, the earth in the future will also be wiped out by the law of cause and effect. Don't ignore so many human lives.

"

However, Deathstroke seemed not to have heard his words. He just floated in front of the huge ball of light. A total of ten colors of light on his body lit up in turn, and the light rings on his hands emerged one by one like tattoos.

Then his body burned with colorful rays of light, which was something called cosmic energy. This wasn't the end of it, when he took out the Night Sword and combined the vibration of X metal with the God Killer.

...

The sky and the earth changed color. What was originally a bright underground space suddenly turned into a dark cosmic background. The new light shone coldly on the face of the orangutan like moonlight. The beast looked blankly at the black color that suddenly rose from the horizon.

sun.

The icy coldness pierced his fur like a sharp sword, and he couldn't help but want to worship.

"Stop! Deathstroke, let's talk!"

Just when Bobo thought Deathstroke was about to perform a giant sword slicing watermelon, a loud shout came from behind the two of them.

The corners of Su Ming's mouth twitched slightly, but he quickly covered it up and turned around expressionlessly.

Desaad appeared and stood there, obviously looking unhappy.

This literally means his face is not good-looking, because his face is blue at this time, just like what he saw in the brain memories of cloned Superman.

"What qualifications does a clone have to talk to me?" Su Ming flung a sword towards the opponent lightly, and the space-shattering shards were like an ice storm, sweeping towards the blue-faced Desaad: "Call Da

Kesaid came here in person, so his status and mine are barely equal."

However, compared to cloning Superman, DeSaad obviously put more effort into cloning himself.

At this time, the guy took out a long-handled double-headed machete and blocked the space turbulence left and right. He finally survived after losing one hand and half an ear.

"Calm down, Deathstroke. I'm just a clone that sends messages. There's no point in killing me. The original body doesn't want to die with you. There's still room for relaxation."

The clone was half-kneeling on the ground, huffing and puffing, and the pain caused a lot of sweat to flow from his blue forehead.

"Oh, perished together? He thought too highly of himself and also underestimated me. He planned well, cutting off communication, blocking time and space transmission, and even taking a hostage from the earth... but he didn't expect that he would be killed by me.

The backhand is also locked at this point, right?”

Su Ming gathered up his energy and momentum and slowly fell to the ground. The strange images between heaven and earth also faded away instantly:

"Then how about I detonate this bomb now and let him see if I will be killed before he dies?"

There was a mocking smile on his face when he spoke, as if the ball of light in front of him was just a toy, or in other words, he didn't care about anything at all.

"Don't you care about the humans who came with you?" The blue-faced clone who sent the message gritted his teeth. Although he was a clone, he also wanted to live: "If you set off the fire pit, all future humans on this earth will be destroyed."

Gotta die."

After listening to his words, the one-eyed man reached out to touch the head of the orangutan in his spare time, and his smile became even bigger.

"Your mother body has probably studied me for a long time, or it may have studied the superheroes of Zhenglian, but he forgot one thing. He has not studied human beings as a collective."

Su Ming took out a cigarette and lit it, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and stood there with his arms folded. The purpose of forcing Disad to come out was achieved. Naturally, the next step was to chat to delay:

"There is a very interesting characteristic of human beings, that is, emotions are limited by vision. When someone dies in front of them, people often feel a kind of sadness like the death of a rabbit and a fox. But if the death occurs elsewhere, it is out of sight and out of mind.

.On the earth, countless people die every second due to various reasons. Have you ever seen human beings grieving for strangers they cannot see?"

The word "similar" is very broad and seems to be very close, but Su Ming would not feel sad because some old man in Wakanda got sick and died while drinking juice in Hawaii.

If someone dies but you still have to feel sad, isn't that enough to become a saint immediately?

"So all of your men are chess pieces that can be discarded, and you choose to survive on your own?"

The clone's small eyes were fixed on Deathstroke's face, as if trying to find any expression changes on the human's face.

But there was no change. Deathstroke still smiled easily, and even the smoke rings he exhaled were in a perfect ring shape.

"Of course my men are willing to die for me, and they won't have any regrets. As for the other strangers, just treat them as sacrificing themselves for the time flow."

The man holding a cigarette in one hand and a weapon in the other calmly recounted the facts:

"I can survive with the orangutans. If you calculate it roughly, if seven billion people are replaced by one Desaad plus you clones, my losses are still within the tolerance range, and I even make a profit. Also, you are a clone

If they come out with inferior products, don’t say anything like abandonment to me, unless you want to laugh me to death, abandonment.”

Su Ming has always had various conjectures about the blue-faced Desaad he saw in the memories of cloned supermen, such as the visual 'principle of complementary colors', other homotopes in the parallel world, and those controlled by the energy of the eclipse.

Performance, wait.

But looking at it now, it's not that complicated at all.

Just like the emaciated clone Superman and the low-intelligence clone Deathstroke, they are just a bunch of inferior products produced by Vought Company who learned Luthor's cloning technology without being a master of it.

Darkseid's most trusted lieutenant originally had the same iron-grey face as the dark tyrant, which made them look like a family. It was probably the appearance that Darkseid was most proud of. His aesthetics on Apokolips

Li Ke is a famous handsome man.

But now that the clones of himself are all blue-skinned, he will probably send all his other clones to be killed by Deathstroke, right?

A tactic to exhaust the troops? Or do you really want to talk? But there is no possibility of mutual trust between us, so is he stalling for time and trying to find a way to escape?

This will be easier...


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