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Chapter 5432 Mending the brain is like mending a tire

 "Okay, everyone wake up." Su Ming stood up from the stairs, shook his head, clapped his hands and asked everyone to wake up: "Let's go back to the store first. The stairs are too narrow.

Show."

This time he didn't have to move people by himself. Diana reached out and dragged Luther's body. Every time he went up the stairs, his bald head would bump against the steps, which sounded like the heavy footsteps of some kind of creature in the dark.

.

In other words, Lex's brain is not in his head right now, otherwise he might even curse in his sleep.

However, Su Ming also knew that Diana didn't have much reluctance when she came to rescue Luther. She was just limited to Zhenglian's responsibilities. She hated this bald man so much that she would take it out on him if she tormented him a little.

Many people will never forget what Luther did before, because he killed too many people directly or indirectly. Although there is no evidence to prove that he killed people, Diana does not need evidence when doing things.

Among superheroes, the one who pays the most attention to evidence is Batman's psychopath. Others tend to prefer to follow their feelings.

After a flight of stairs, Diana dragged Luther's body back to the store, dropped him in a relatively clean area, and then walked away, indicating that her boyfriend would handle it next.

The so-called processing process actually seemed ordinary to everyone. Su Ming just stretched out a hand and placed it on Luther's bald head. Then everyone could see that the darkness around him was like stirred black sesame paste, moving towards him.

His palms gathered together.

Then, these seemingly solid black substances twisted and penetrated Luther's seven orifices like tentacles. Almost three seconds later, the bald head suddenly opened his eyes and sat up on the spot like a corpse.

"ah!"

He also let out a scream, and he didn't know what he was dreaming about.

"Calm down! Lex." Barry stopped him loudly, and covered the bald man's mouth in a flash of lightning: "It's safe inside the room for now, but we don't know what's going on outside, so don't scream."

Luther just felt that he had just had a nightmare, and the huge and twisted figure in the dream was still lingering in front of him. The opponent looked like a giant made of black mist, and every part of his body revealed a sense of chaos and disharmony.

It makes people feel nauseous just looking at it.

So he vomited, and the vomit broke through Barry's palm seal and spurted out from between his fingers under the pressure!

"Hey!" Leopard Girl has the fastest reaction speed. She is a being who can compete with a speedster with a leopard body. Even if she is in human form, her brain reaction speed will not be affected.

She immediately pulled Diana and Zatanna back, perfectly avoiding the spewing yellow stomach acid.

I don't know if Luther had vomited before or if he didn't eat anything for lunch, so all he vomited was yellow water.

But when this happened, Barry was miserable. He felt the moistness and smoothness of his palms, and showed a dumbfounded expression. He didn't know whether he should withdraw his hand? Or what should he do?

Fortunately, Luther was only nauseated for a moment, and he quickly calmed down. First, he waved his hand to signal Barry to leave, and then he stopped vomiting. Then he took out a pack of paper from the armor's carrying kit, and wiped his mouth while

Let Barry wipe his hands.

Luther was still a little embarrassed about vomiting on others. After all, he had never been so out of control before.

So he changed the subject, stood up from his own vomit, and said to Deathstroke:

"As expected, you came to save me, and only you can listen and do it. I never thought that I would be in this situation. Alas, human beings are still alive after all."

"Stop, don't get too high-minded. I am an ordinary human being who rescued you. You can only represent yourself."

Su Ming, who was a few meters away, threw a cigarette to Luther. He knew that Baldhead didn't smoke, but he didn't have chewing gum, a food that couldn't provide calories and functionality:

"You should say human beef now and be glad that you are also a human."

That's the thing. If Luther wasn't human, Su Ming wouldn't be bothered to fish for him. He only came to save people because he was still useful.

Useful aliens? There are some, but they are ultimately not as credible as humans.

"Oh, you're right, Slade." Luther caught the cigarette, but didn't light it. He just put it away and put it away: "Thank you very much. I almost despaired before. Fortunately, I have it in my hand."

X metal and doorknob of destruction, it at least sends a signal."

"This is not a coincidence. The whole thing is more like Naiya helping you send out the signal." Su Ming patted Luther on the shoulder and asked him to think more openly: "He also used you as bait and took your

The brain was taken away and he wanted me to compete with him, but I refused to let him do it."

If his old enemy Kang Lai invites him, Su Ming will want to play any game. After all, the money-giving boy never fails, so there are benefits.

But what's the benefit of playing with the Ancient One? Going crazy?

"Who? Are you talking about my brain?" Luther remembered. He first touched his head and then his body: "It seems that not only did I lose my brain, I also lost an artifact. It's me.

I picked up a strange polyhedron from the cancerous universe. It has a very mysterious power, stronger than the total body, so I have been studying it these days."

"Polyhedron, right? No matter what kind of polyhedron, it may be a medium to contact the ancients. If you lose it, just lose it."

After getting the answer he wanted, Su Ming lost even the last bit of curiosity. Anyway, it was enough for him to have the Big Tiger, an alien god that he could use. Or could he summon it by burning some paper money? Isn't it much easier than playing with polyhedrons?

"That's right, I understand, you have to control your curiosity." Luther wiped the sweat from his forehead, but a little too hard. He seemed to be secretly checking whether his skull was deflected. When he found out that there was no deviation, he immediately

He asked in surprise: "Then how did you save me? I feel that my mind is very clear and my thinking speed is faster than before."

This question was not only wanted to ask by Luther, but also by others, because even though they had witnessed with their own eyes how Deathstroke saved people, the method of awakening Luther was a bit unclear to everyone.

Is it using darkness? Or is it using quantum?

"Haha, it seems you don't know where you were abducted. This is not northern Myanmar, but the nightmare dimension, which belongs to the territory of the ancients."

As if he was worried that he wouldn't understand, Deathstroke added:

"Ancients, you can think of them as extremely powerful external power evil gods. Their characteristic is that they have majestic vitality and can even passively affect everything around them, including but not limited to stones, cities, planets, and even

The toothpicks and toilet paper you use will be distorted by the power of the ancients, turning into strange beings covered with tumors and pustules."

"I understand, if you put it like that, I understand." Luther pointed to his head and laughed: "So my brain is not my original one, but you made use of the over-abundant brain in this dimension.

The vitality helped me gain the ability to heal myself in a short period of time, and I grew a brain again, right?"


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