The smiling Deathstroke took the boy who rushed out of the room and said hello politely into his hands, letting Strangler quietly steal a trace sample and check the boy's blood, but still said with a very relaxed expression on his face:
"You have always been polite. Clark has taught you to be a good person, at least much better behaved than Damian. He, alas..."
Xiao Qiao watched the orangutan start to stop the countdown of the timer, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He was angry with his parents, but he never thought that the quarrel would go as far as tearing down the family.
As soon as the death knell came, he escalated the situation to the highest level. On the contrary, he didn't know what to do. He could only stand up and stop his behavior with his father...
It was too dark, it seemed like he had calculated the choices he would make, it was so scary.
And the tone of his voice was weird. Why did he feel like he was talking about his own son when talking about Damian?
"Please don't say that, Mr. Deathstroke from another world, Damian is my friend, he is very good." Due to the influence of the context, Jonathan inexplicably said what he should have said to his friends and parents.
Bobo stopped the timer and handed C4 back to Deathstroke. At the same time, he looked at the man with a questioning look, hoping to get a result.
But Su Ming just shook his head slightly at him. Jonathan was himself, a genuine human and Kryptonian hybrid, and there was no sign of synthetic imitation of nanorobots in his blood.
Yes, since it is a robot, even if it is at the nanometer level, it will consume energy. This is the key basis for detection.
No matter what cells or substances they become, they cannot avoid this.
Well, during the secret inspection, I also helped Dachao do a paternity test, so you're welcome.
When they were talking about their children, Bobo attracted the couple's attention, and Su Ming took the opportunity to let Hangsha test them secretly.
Strangulation can create tiny tentacles at the quantum level, coupled with the anesthesia effect learned from mosquitoes, it can steal blood quickly and accurately, even Superman can't feel it.
The couple is also real, but this is a bit strange.
My and Bobo's reasoning should be correct. Since the enemy has plotted against Dai and Bat, there is no reason not to target Superman. No one would think that Superman is the weakest among the Big Three and does not need to target the plan, right?
If you really think so, you are a pure fool, but fools obviously cannot play with nanotechnology.
So what exactly was replaced around Superman?
Su Ming looked at the bread machine in the kitchen, which was not new, and then looked at the juicer, which was also ordinary. His eyes fell on the chair again, and he also found no problem.
In his previous life, he saw people playing a CS mode, where one party transformed into various objects on the map, and the other party went to find them. It seemed to be called a hide-and-seek mode?
Now he has this feeling. Both he and Strangler's sixth sense feel that there must be an enemy nearby, but specifically, what has become of the other party?
Could it be the vase?
Alas, if Xiao Qiao didn't come out of his house, he could justifiably blow up the house with C4 and force out the chameleon. It's a pity...
"Okay, young man, you don't need to call me Mr. Deathstroke, just call me Uncle Slade." While looking around, Su Ming talked to the boy, pressed his shoulder with his hand, and said with a smile, "Me and Clark.
We are very close and we are all comrades in the Justice League. I am not a person like Batman, so I don’t want to be exposed to outsiders.”
"Okay sir."
Jonathan looked at Superman with suspicion. He had never heard his father say how close he was to Deathstroke.
Not to mention the key issue of whether Deathstroke from another world can be considered a superhero, he and his father even have completely different ideas.
One is an ahimsa, and the other is a mercenary who makes a living by killing people.
And my shoulder hurts so much. Is this the strength that humans should have?! He obviously just put his hand over lightly!
"Look at you kid, you're so polite." Su Ming took back the C4 bomb, took out a gun from his pocket with a smile, and wiped the exterior of the exaggerated golden-red water gun: "Call me uncle, and I'll take this
I give you a gun. It can fire your adrenaline to form micro-jet, enter the enemy's body, and temporarily turn the target into a psychopath. Do you like it?"
Nuvali's adrenaline launcher can be regarded as a non-lethal weapon, but it can penetrate beyond the defenses of the gods. Naturally, it can also scientifically penetrate the defenses of most DC creatures. Su Ming even looks forward to seeing Jonathan again next time.
After quarreling with Clark, the young man was so excited that he couldn't help but try his gun on his father.
"Well......"
Jonathan wanted to say that he didn't like it. Although this gun cannot kill people, it is equally cruel to turn others into psychopaths. This weapon is inhumane.
His family education, his upbringing, and his conscience as a teenage superhero all do not allow him to use this weapon.
But when he looked up, he saw Deathstroke's one eye looking at him with a scorching gaze, as if it was about to shoot out heat vision.
"Uncle Slade."
Therefore, the young man chose a better solution, which is to be obedient. Besides, once the weapon is in hand, at worst, he can just find a box to store it and not use it.
Su Ming was also satisfied to see that Jonathan was so aware of current affairs. He put the weapon into the young man's hand, turned around and spoke to Clark:
"Your son looks good no matter what. He wants to go to Gotham to exercise. There must be a reason. You didn't ask him anything clearly and you didn't allow him to go. That's your fault, Clark."
Superman looked like he was in trouble, and he spread his hands:
"I asked, but the child didn't tell me."
"You won't guess if you don't tell me?" Su Ming shook his head in disappointment, walked back to the dining table and sat down, letting Zhuo Zhu search for suspicious items in the room, and at the same time continued: "Look, although I just just
Come, but I can guess the reason, it must be because of love."
"Huh?" Bobo was dumbfounded. There was no clue or logic to support this statement. It was just a wild guess, right?
However, Jonathan guiltily averted his gaze and quietly walked away as he was about to go back to the room and put down the gun. However, looking from behind, one could see that his neck was red.
If there is still no problem, Bobo has been hanging around for so long.
Then the orangutan became curious, how did Deathstroke guess it?
Seeing everyone's curious eyes, Su Ming moved his gaze towards the bathroom door and smiled slightly:
"Young people suddenly become ambitious, want to compare their abilities with their good friends, and hide in their rooms for silence after quarreling with their parents? If there are so many behavioral characteristics that I haven't guessed yet, then I'm afraid I'll have to wait a long time.
Are you going to die on some street?"
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