Bobo looked at Michael who seemed to be not even breathing, and couldn't help grinning. Although he was happy that Deathstroke was unharmed, it would be a bit off if Lucifer was offended by killing Michael by mistake.
If you can't row, you might as well knock someone unconscious with a frying pan.
The Sands of Time not only can make people fall into sleep, but if used excessively, or if activated by the Sandman himself using special techniques, it can send people directly to death.
What Sandman calls "entering into a peaceful and eternal sleep", in human common parlance, means death.
The relationship between Lucifer and Michael is very complicated. If he just beats up the latter, the former Satan will just laugh, but if he kills the archangel, the fallen angel will definitely be furious on the spot.
If Lucifer, who escaped from hell and lived a salty life in the human world, went crazy, not many people could control him, and Bobo was not sure if Deathstroke had a corresponding plan.
Facing Bobo's worried eyes, Su Ming saw through his thoughts on the spot, but just gave the secretary a new bottle of cold beer.
A plan to deal with Lucifer? Of course there is, otherwise how could you dare to make so many transactions with that pervert? It’s just that it’s not time to use the backup plan.
"Don't worry, Michael is not dead. I knew what I was going to do." Su Ming clapped his hands and told everyone to concentrate: "We can leave here now. The dog has been obtained. We need some time to study the information.
Gabriel, you take Michael to find Lucifer, he should be able to cure this madness, is that okay?"
Gabriel flapped his wings twice, returned the borrowed automatic rifle to Deathstroke, and stood up with the sleeping red-haired Loli in his arms:
"No problem, I'm happy to help my brother."
"Oh, that's good, lead the way, we leave heaven. As for the payment you owe me for cleaning up heaven, I will personally talk to the people behind you, and in the next period of time, I will find a lot of strong men.
Go take care of your business, a lot."
Deathstroke shook his head. In response to Gabriel's calculation, he just made a response that was not a punishment at all.
The archangel looked at the brother in his arms, then glanced at the death knell with complicated eyes, then turned to lead the way. I don't know what he was referring to, but his voice came:
"Thanks."
"The coupling circuit is operating normally, the soul digitization is correct, the energy supply is stable across the board, and the self-test of all components is completed. Sheriff, the new bionic mechanical animal spirit testing machine 'Gou Sheng' is officially launched."
In Sepurk's synthesis factory, the adjutant reported on the progress of the experiment.
After leaving heaven, everyone parted ways with the two angels. Gabriel took Michael to find Lucifer, while Su Ming returned to Sepurk with the stolen dog.
After all, there is no main dimensional entity, and there is no way to communicate with the soul stone, so Su Ming simply asked the lieutenant to create a body for this bitch to use.
Logically speaking, an ordinary bionic dog is fine, but after all, you have to use someone else’s dog, so you have to give it some sweetness. Deathstroke never treats its friends badly.
Therefore, he asked the adjutant to create a weakened version of the Machine God, using the technology captured from the Northern Positronic Industrial Group, and with the help of the archliches in the Sky Council, he stuffed the dog's soul into the new body.
And named him Gou Sheng.
It doesn't matter what its original name was. Anyway, if it died at a young age, it must have been a bad fate. This time it was given a nickname so that it would be easier to make a living.
Strictly speaking, it is not resurrected. Its existence form is more like a mechanical version of a resurrected corpse, except that its body does not decay and is more powerful.
Because it is a weakened version of the animal god, it is only slightly stronger than Iron Man's latest suit, but it is still enough for it to dig through garbage and eat it on the street without being killed easily.
While the adjutant was speaking, the mechanical dog lying on the workbench was powered on. It first supported the tabletop with unfamiliar movements, stood up unsteadily, then looked around, and began to wag its tail at the death knell.
This dog is quite smart. It seems to know that Deathstroke has the final say among everyone, and also knows that he is the strongest, so it is trying its best to please him.
"Does it speak English now?"
However, the cold-blooded Su Ming only cares about how much information the dog can provide, and turns a blind eye to the small animal's overtures.
"No, Sheriff, although we have the technology of alien translators, dog language is not an alien language." The deputy gave a simple answer, but the question is still more complicated: "In addition, dogs living in different neighborhoods,
There are also different 'dialects' and we're not sure where this dog is from yet."
"It should be somewhere in the metropolis. The enemy cannot kill a dog in New York, inject nanobots, and then let it run back to the metropolis on its own. You must know that it is difficult to imitate superpowers and energy. You also said
, energy is key.”
Bobo, who was smoking, added that although strictly speaking, smoking was not allowed in the factory, Deathstroke said it didn't matter. Anyway, this workshop was originally used to make torpedo casings, and there was no need for an absolutely clean environment.
"Hey."
Strangulation means it's simple. Ask the host to take you to the place where the dog lived before he died, and then find a neighbor dog to eat the brain. Then won't you master the local dog language?
Are you kidding me about your memory reading ability?
"Forget it, if you don't speak English, it's fine if you can understand it." Su Ming didn't want to waste that time. He picked up the dog from the workbench and put it on the ground to pet it a few times: "We will take him directly to the metropolis.
, just like an ordinary police dog, let it help us find its murderer."
"Woof!"
The dog seemed to understand. It scratched the ground with its two front paws anxiously, as if it wanted to express something.
"Well, Slade, you were right when you said it casually. This is a drug-detection dog." Bobo understood, and looked a little surprised. He exhaled a puff of smoke: "It's an unexpected surprise, this is even better.
checked."
"Why do you say that?"
Shazam's eyes briefly left the game. After discovering that the Internet speed here in Sepurk was faster, he couldn't hold back his ancient strength and immediately took out his mobile phone to play "Fang Shen".
I just played a new game today, which is when my addiction becomes high.
"After discovering drugs, only trained drug-detection dogs will quickly take turns pawing the ground with their front legs. Since I jumped on Gabriel not long ago, I should have got some drugs on him. Now this dog
With the electronic nose, it is very sharp, which allowed me to confirm its identity."
The detective orangutan took a puff of his cigarette, patted his little suit, and started teaching the boy on the spot.
Bobo is not a superhero, but he often deals with superheroes and is considered a veteran. He is also the leader of the Shadow Pact team. He likes young people and likes to teach them something.
There are also differences between dogs. A police dog is also a police officer, and a police officer has a number, and the number has an action record. Of course, you can find out where it lost contact.
When you arrive at a crime scene, it is very simple to let your dog sniff it and find the traces of the murderer.