Bobo raised his head and asked the owner of the thigh he was holding, the witch.
But the person who answered him was Superboy. Clark landed on the edge of the human-shaped hole, and while using his heat vision to touch down, he replied:
"No, not yet, I can hear his heart beating."
"Sometimes it's troublesome to have good hearing, right? If you're in a crowded place, just listening to other people's heartbeats would be like meeting tens of thousands of drummers training together?" Bobo looked at the 'red-faced' Little Superman, he
I always feel like this Clark has some signs of mania.
There's nothing wrong with giving others last hits with a maniacal smile. The main reason is that he is wearing the same uniform as Superman to do such a thing, which gives people a strange sense of contradiction.
"A long time ago, when I couldn't control my abilities well, it was similar to what you said."
Superboy paused for a moment, then the light emitted from his eyes became thicker again, and he increased the output power:
"Even more exaggeratedly, when I walked on the street, I could still hear the sound of other people's stomach acid surging and intestinal gas. To be honest, it took me a while to learn how to ignore these situations. It was really...
Not easy."
There was some helplessness in his tone when he said this, but the truth is that he was still establishing his persona in front of the camera.
It's like a certain idol has a 90-degree fever and insists on playing a good role, and spends 25 hours a day learning dance. That's pretty much what it means, to let fans feel how hard his brother works.
What he said is different from the information Su Ming learned from his previous life. When Superboy-Prime appeared in the comics, he was almost a complete body who knew a lot of superpower information. He had no adaptation process at all.
What he said was probably something he heard from a certain Dachao, and he just put it on his head.
However, these small things are not important to the current battle situation.
A lot of smoke came out of the human-shaped cave, as if something was burning, but Superboy had no intention of stopping, which obviously meant that the machine head was still alive.
"Stop for a moment, Clark, let me have a word with the machine head."
Deathstroke walked over with a lightsaber in his hand. The weapon turned into a sewer unblocker for a while, and turned into a leather shovel for a while. It twisted in his hand like a golden vine or a poisonous snake, and occasionally stopped suddenly.
It's moving and full of weirdness.
The very obedient Superboy Supreme took away his magical powers and took a step back from the pothole: "Come on, it's best to make him come up and die obediently. Don't think about digging a tunnel to escape."
"If you continue to shoot him with heat vision, his tunnel may actually be dug with your help." Su Ming smiled and patted Xiao Chao's shoulder, took off the mask, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, then poked his head first.
I went to the top of the cave entrance and looked down.
An energy cannon roared out from the ground and hit him in the head. Apparently the machine head was waiting for him to check the situation.
But he had already said that Machine Head's intelligence grasp was a bit poor. Did he think Su Ming was the same as the other Deathstrokes?
Yes, if someone from another world had come here, their skull might have been blown off, and even if they couldn't die, they would still be seriously injured.
The power of this improved version of the palm cannon is similar to that of the Shi'ar Empire's cruiser secondary gun. As a personal weapon, it is great to have this power.
But the person standing here now is Su Ming, a unique man in the multiverse. An attack of this level cannot even break through the strangulation defense, but the place where he was hit feels a little warm.
The reaction of the machine head was also what Su Ming expected. After all, the steel suit is a prop with many long-range methods, especially the palm cannon, which everyone loves to use.
Therefore, this attack just helped him light the cigarette.
After taking a puff and slowly exhaling the smoke, Deathstroke knelt down and shouted into the hole: "Come out, Nito, I promise to give you a good time, you won't feel any pain, your head has already fallen off."
"..."
There was no response in the hole, probably because the machine head didn't want to lose its head, and he might have some other plans that he wanted to use to struggle.
And this is the purpose of Deathstroke. Talking to Nito is to let him show the trump card given to him by Darkseid and let everyone see it first.
Let’s first take a look at the effect of the machine head playing this card. If Uncle Da wants to play the same card in the future, can’t he be prepared...
Seeing that the man was unwilling to come out of the ground, Su Ming decided to give him more strength. He tapped his ear and said:
"Adjutant, send me an African elephant."
The doll girl never asked how Deathstroke planned to play, she just carried out the order, and the elephant was in place as soon as the blue light flashed, slowly squeezing the corridor that was not spacious.
This elephant may have been eating leaves on the African grasslands before. The sudden change in the surrounding environment obviously frightened it. It flicked its long trunk and neighed, seeming to be planning to escape.
However, strangulation suddenly surged out of the host, pushing the elephant to the ground like a swatting of flies, and dragging its butt towards the hole in the ground, like dragging a rag.
"Nito, it's too late for you to regret now. Come up quickly. At least you can catch up with the crew to serve dinner." Deathstroke shouted downwards again, with a tone that was all for the good of the other party.
"...."
Still no one answered below.
In this case, there is no need to hold back. Deathstroke directly let the strangulation intervene in the elephant's nervous system, and then controlled it to start defecating towards the hole.
As soon as the whip-like tail was raised, the elephant dung, which was like thin cement, flowed down the stream and poured into the hole with a crackling sound.
"The stream flies down three thousand feet, and it is like the Milky Way falling into the sky. How spectacular this is."
After reciting a poem, Deathstroke took a few steps back, watching the dark green mud pouring into the hole, and talking to the little superman next to him about unrelated topics:
"I once watched a wilderness survival show. The host had no water to drink in the wild, so he chose fresh elephant dung and squeezed water out of it. It was called a thirst quencher."
"Phew! It's acceptable intellectually, but it's hard to agree with it emotionally." Superboy covered his nose and retreated. He said with a look of rejection: "Anyway, what if one day I lose my superpowers and am still trapped in Africa?"
On the grassland, even if I die of thirst or die in the mouth of a hyena, I will not drink elephant dung water."
This is just talk, Superboy is confident that he will not lose his superpowers.
"Hey... I don't want to talk about this." Su Ming quickly covered his mouth and prepared to tell Superboy about one of the omnipotent laws of the universe he discovered - the Law of True Fragrance.
But at this moment, the machine head, which was hundreds of meters deep under the cave and was being force-fed with shit, couldn't stand it any longer. He had never received such humiliation, and no one had ever dared to shit on top of his head.
So the cesspit exploded, and a brown-red figure with some green on his body flew into the sky amid the explosion.