Following the death knell as she walked down the cold and bright corridor, Donna stepped past the corpses of androids one after another, and her mood gradually became better.
Even though he didn't have Maxivir, so he couldn't brag in front of his sister, but at least he witnessed the embarrassing scene where the bad guy died completely.
Judging from the black and white light ring held by Deathstroke and his relationship with death and hell, the guy codenamed "King" will never be resurrected.
"Those psychopaths called 'My Lord' are looking for Ulysses, so let's give them Ulysses."
"The Great Luo of All Worlds"
Deathstroke answered with a smile, killing always made him feel happy, as if his dark needs were satisfied.
"Oh! Have you been able to find the hacker? The lieutenant is so awesome!" Donna blinked and said in a very admiring tone: "I have always found hackers to be very mysterious. When I was in college, one of my social media accounts was It was stolen, but I couldn't find the hacker who did the bad things, and there was no way I could do it. In the end, I relied on Cyborg's ability to get the account back."
Obviously, hackers have a certain impression on her, and people are always afraid of things they don't understand, even just a little bit.
Donna went to university in human society, and actually didn't learn anything. The bats paid for her to buy her an identity and academic qualifications, which gave her the opportunity to interact with ordinary young people and integrate into human society.
In this regard, young Donna obviously does better than her elder sister. Even though Xiao Dai left the paradise island during World War I, she seems to have social anxiety and is always at a university in London when she is free. Playing the role of art teacher Miss Prince, she hides in the studio alone and plays with sculptures.
Occasionally she would go out to play, but she would always be dragged out by Xiao Zha or Ha Li. If she was alone, apart from school work, she would only have Zhenglian work.
"No, you can't find someone with just a half-face photo, especially a gopher like a top hacker." Bobo squatted on Deathstroke's shoulder and said what he had thought up: "What Deathstroke means is that he came to give The enemies act like Ulysses and use him to catch their own fish.”
Yes, if you want to do this, an image of half a face is enough.
Deathstroke, who traveled through time, was possessed by a symbiote like Strangler, which made him one of the strongest chameleons in the multiverse. He was already good at psychology and behavior imitation, which allowed him to act like other people. easy.
The Batman he played was probably something that even Alfred couldn't recognize. This was a level that other shapeshifters could only dream of.
It is known that the 'My Lord' organization is looking for Ulysses, so Deathstroke will act as one, setting up an ambush circle in advance, and when the enemy is trapped, everyone will swarm forward. After all, there will be one or two opponents left, right?
Then let Strangler suck the enemy's brains and read the intelligence, and there is a high probability that this organization can be wiped out.
"I see, it sounds like a good plan." Donna nodded, she understood, it was just a fishing tactic anyway: "But what is our specific mission?"
"First of all, we need to find a closed environment. On the one hand, it simulates the mysterious living environment of a hacker and shows the characteristics of being difficult to find. At the same time, we need to be able to easily arrange a surrounding net to prevent the fish that enters the net from escaping."
Su Ming raised the first point, which is the need for location.
At this time, everyone had returned to the entrance of the underground base. He thought for a moment and asked his adjutant to release Thalia, who had been knocked unconscious.
While arranging tasks for his teammates, he threw Thalia into the pile of android corpses inside the door, and then closed the door. When she woke up, she would naturally notify the other survivors of the Shogi Club. Have a meeting to decide who will take over the top spot.
The beach and waves all looked pitch black at night when the moon didn't show its face. Only the soft touch from under your feet was real and beautiful.
The door of the secret base slowly closed, and Thalia, with her head tilted, was still enjoying a baby-like sleep on the pile of corpses. This woman actually looked much more graceful when she slept.
"Card."
The door was closed, and the entrance was located in a beach hut. As a cover, the hut was disguised as a tidal and hydrological observation station, which was obviously not a place that tourists would be interested in entering.
Meet up with the gatekeeper Shazam, close the door, clean up the traces of the action, and leave.
Because the boy is playing Fang Shen, and the game is fully connected to the Internet, all his operational assistants are monitored and never interrupted. This means that nothing happened to him and he has not been replaced by a fake.
The same goes for Wally. He left temporarily when Deathstroke was killing people, but he didn't go far. He was still in Deathstroke's sight. When everyone walked out, he just followed silently.
"Actually, if there weren't too many dead people here and the underground area was too large, it would actually be quite suitable." Bobo thought for a moment and took a puff of cigarette: "But it doesn't matter, we can use Nightwing's Batcave, anyway. He doesn’t use it usually, does he?”
"What a good idea. There are a lot of ready-made equipment there. It looks like a hacker's secret base."
Donna voted in favor. As for whether a fight might break out after catching a fish, or whether it would ruin Nightwing's hard work, she didn't even consider it.
The worst case scenario would be to collapse the hole, why not just dig it again?
"Well, the location is definitely there, the adjutant will teleport." Su Ming agreed with everyone's choice, because he also thought it was a suitable place.
The familiar blue light flashed, and everyone returned to the cave. Then it was time for the death knell to transform and start other preparations.
After recalling the target image read from Maxivier's mind, Su Ming instantly transformed into a young man with long black hair. He looked a bit of Mexican descent, with an inexplicable sense of joy in his eyes. It's like I just took some medicine.
This emotion is not Su Ming's, because in the surveillance screenshot of half of his face, the prophet himself is like this. This is just imitation.
The other teammates couldn't see the content read by Strangler, but seeing Deathstroke transforming in front of his eyes still felt a bit fresh, especially when the black mud enveloped him like a fountain, and then came the scene of his transformation, which looked like Like magic.
Deathstroke, who turned into a young hacker, pretended to sit in front of the console, typed on the keyboard quickly for a while, and then looked at his teammates:
"How about it? Do I act like a hacker?"
"Your hair is too clean. Hackers are also a type of otaku, so you should be greasier." Detective Bobo pointed out a detail, that is, in the stereotype, hackers do not take showers.
"It makes sense, I'll change." Su Ming followed suit, and he directly transformed into the hair style of some great gods that he had seen in Internet cafes in his previous life. It was the kind of hair that looked foggy after not washing it for several months.
The orangutan detective, who was satisfied with the improvement, nodded and added:
"Your figure is too good. You wouldn't be able to do it without a belly. Hackers sit still for a long time."
"Well, you're right, a dead guy doesn't deserve to have a vest line, Deep Blue, give me more!"
Being treated as a cheat, Strangled laughed. It was the only one present that understood the host's "Dark Blue" joke, so it gave the host a big coke belly.
"Also, your clothes don't smell bad. Hackers probably don't like washing clothes, because they are definitely not as happy on the Internet in their material life." After looking at the death knell, I really can't imagine what the relationship between strangulation and Deep Blue is. Smoking The orangutan said this again.
Su Ming, who was rubbing his belly, felt it made sense. He nodded: "Very good, Strangle, imitate Wade's body odor for me."
At this moment, the orangutan originally wanted to say something, but then a pungent stench suddenly came from the death knell...
Because they were so close and unprepared, the sudden smell was particularly harsh to the eyes, like skunk farts mixed with rotten eggs and fermented human feces, causing everyone to shed tears.
Bobo's throat and respiratory tract were burning and painful, and his stomach was churning. He couldn't say anything. Judging from the fact that when he fell, he still showed his thumbs like a Terminator sinking into molten steel. Apparently he thought Deathstroke's transformation was perfect.