Su Ming, who couldn't laugh or cry, put down the soda bottle. He let out a long sigh, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose:
"I can only see a shadow. Those survivors don't even know who saved them. Are you rushing to reincarnate so quickly?!"
"Well, saving people is like putting out fires, isn't the sooner the better?"
The young man still didn't know what he had done wrong, and looked confused.
Seeing his stubborn look, what else could Su Ming do? Didn't he have to teach him step by step?
"Slow down, save people quickly, but release them slowly." Su Ming's body squirmed, and the symbiote turned him into the appearance of Superboy Supreme. He pressed the real thing on the sofa and sat firmly: "I'll do it.
Let me show you a demonstration once, watch it carefully and learn it carefully."
Among the many projections, Su Ming selected a building that was about to collapse. After calculating the distance, he directly launched the teleportation.
Sitting on the sofa, Superboy stared at Deathstroke who had transformed into himself, studying seriously.
The steps to rescue people are actually very simple, just fly over and fish out a few lucky survivors from the collapsed building, but the key lies in the steps after rescuing people.
Deathstroke did not rush to put the person down immediately. Instead, he held a beautiful woman in his left hand and a child in his right hand, hovering in the air first:
"Don't be afraid. You are safe. You can open your eyes."
After saying this, and after making sure that the other party clearly saw that he was Superboy Supreme, he did not care whether the other party's attitude was fear or excitement, and then he began to slowly descend.
Under the sunlight, with the collapsed building as the background and the red cape flying in the air, the handsome superhero landed smoothly and gracefully with the survivors. The sunlight behind him made him look tall and strong, with a reassuring feeling.
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When the person is placed on the road, he does not rush to fly away. Instead, he smiles and nods to the surrounding onlookers, waves goodbye, waits for people to take pictures with their mobile phones, and then strikes a classic Superman pose and soars into the sky.
Fly to a height where people can't see it, then teleport back to Superboy's basement, let Strangler transform back, and then show his hands to Superboy.
"Okay, so handsome." Superboy actually showed some admiration: "If you hadn't been in my face, I would have thought I was seeing that Superman."
The angle at which the cloak was raised, the afterglow of the sun when viewed from below, and the pace of his feet when he landed were exactly the same as Da Chao's.
"Don't worry about whether he is handsome or not, just say you have learned it?" Su Ming waved his hand and motioned to the adjutant to take the video and publicize it on the Internet: "The key is rhythm. We don't really want to do good deeds, but to pass the test."
Do good deeds and let others promote them, so appearing and taking photos is the most important thing."
The adjutant edited the video just now, hacked the mobile phones of the spectators, obtained different shooting perspectives, and then used these things for publicity.
But Su Ming can't always pretend to be Superboy to do this, he hates saving people the most.
"Well, I feel like I've learned it." Superboy nodded seriously. Deathstroke had already demonstrated it. It would be stupid if he didn't understand it again: "Just watch, and I'll try to save someone else."
"Did you see that? They are no match for me. Am I strong? Ah! Hahahahahaha!"
In broad daylight, Huang Maoxia stepped on a box of gold and knocked down several policemen with the M4 in his hand. He said to Pippi who was hiding behind the flower bed with a smile on his face.
They originally only had a small pistol, but they quickly grew in size after robbing an arms store, and now they are robbing banks in the city.
Westwood City is not big, and there is not much gold in the bank. It has been put into the box, but the police blocked it when retreating, so the lustful hero took the initiative to fight with the people who blocked the way. The two sides were not very spacious in the first place.
Fierce shooting on the road.
The bullets fired by the police officers were of no use to him, whether they were shotguns or sniper rifles.
And he showed precise shooting skills. Every time he pulled the trigger and fired, at least one police officer would fall.
The more he killed, the happier he became, and now he was smiling all over his face.
"Didn't you say that you are an assassin?!" Pippi, who used the flower bed as a cover and could only hold his head to hide, shouted loudly. The opponent's bullets hit his cover and made cement slag fall from his cover. He felt like he was going to collapse.
He said: "Isn't it said that he is good at sneaking?! Oh, this is simply Afghanistan!"
"Isn't this good enough? As long as we kill all the people who find us, it will be a perfect infiltration!"
Huang Mao laughed and dropped the assault rifle in his hand, put the 40mm gun on his back on his shoulder, and sent the Pili team's armored vehicle into the sky with one shot, watching the police officers soar in the explosion:
"Come out, the road has been opened. Let's retreat and find a place where I can digest the gold, and then I can use stronger abilities."
The scene had calmed down. The road was covered with human corpses and burning vehicles. Huang Mao alone was able to kill dozens of people on the other side. He seemed to be a god of war.
The trembling Pippi poked his head out from behind the flower bed and saw this scene. His instinctive reaction made him retch after smelling the smell of barbecue, but he quickly stopped caring about it under Huang Mao's urging.
He only knew that he had to run, and following his followers was the only way. He had already committed a major crime and there was no way out.
So one of them picked up the gold box, and the other started the car, rammed a police car blocking the road, and drove away.
"Yes, you are the best Master I have ever had." Huang Mao sat in the passenger seat and played with gold nuggets. The gold in his hand disappeared like magic: "My ability has been unlocked again.
Now I can float and move at high speed."
"That's good." The rapid secretion of adrenaline while driving made him feel dry and his voice became hoarse: "We can win the Holy Vat War, right?"
"Of course, the time has come, we should be the best prepared." Huang Maoxia smiled crookedly and patted his partner on the shoulder: "Next, we need to be a little lower-key and choose our opponents as much as possible. I will do it.
To deal with other servants, if you kill another master, can you do it?"
Pippi originally wanted to say that he couldn't do it because he didn't want to kill anyone, but looking at Huang Mao's serious eyes, he thought of the final grand prize.
The words changed as they reached his lips.
"I can do it. As long as I can win, I can do anything."
The originally honest kid, an ordinary high school student, unknowingly turned into an outlaw within three hours.
An ordinary person, under certain circumstances, will go crazy if someone pushes him from behind.