The love story of Princess Black Carbon and Prince Asphalt is quite moving when I think about it. Looking at the prince who is suppressed by his many concepts and crawling on the ground like an earthworm, Su Ming is trying his best to remember the last time he met such a licking dog.
Man, when was it?
Then an image of a purple sweet potato appeared in his mind, making him sigh.
"Yes, even licking a dog will not end well." While muttering to himself, Deathstroke stabbed the prince's thigh with the lightsaber again. Accompanied by the rising black smoke and the screams of the enemy, he shook his head.
Shaking his head: "I don't know what Thanos is doing now. After killing his own son, he continues to go home and farm?"
At the end of the last action together, Deathstroke left Thanos behind to face off against Thanos, his traitorous son. He didn't watch the outcome of the battle, but according to Zishu's character and his fascination with death, the unlucky kid probably wouldn't survive.
Come down.
If Thanos was really merciful and cared about so-called family ties, he wouldn't be called the Mad Titan.
"Yes, Sheriff, do you need to see him?" The deputy's projection popped up, asking for advice enthusiastically.
Her scheduling work has almost been completed, and now she has a lot of leisure time. In addition to continuing to climb the technology tree, she can chat freely.
After gaining a body and humanity, the adjutant also seemed to like secretly observing others, and an old acquaintance with a name like Thanos was the best choice for observing the target.
The Sheriff had also arranged before that if Thanos went to look for the Heart of the Universe, he would be notified as soon as possible.
"Have all the fish that slipped through the net been cleaned up?" Su Ming was not in a hurry to visit the purple rare beast, but asked about the business first. After all, if no one takes care of the seven niggas who missed it, they will be single universe level.
The strength can still cause quite a bit of damage.
Now it is a game of chess in the multiverse. If the manpower arranged in the single universe cannot withstand it, other people need to be mobilized as soon as possible to support it.
"All have been solved. The Batman of Earth 0 has also captured one alive. So far, Elaine has not missed any more monsters." The silver-haired girl nodded. She obviously became much more relaxed after contacting the Sheriff, and her tone was very serious.
Cheerful.
The crown is still falling, and Elaine is playing a game like 'Fruit Ninja' below. It seems she is playing well now.
"Ah? How did he do it? I won't ask. I don't want his generic answer to come out of your mouth. But what did Zhenglian do with such a prisoner? Did he dissect it for experiments?"
After poking the prince again, Su Ming shook his head. Halfway through his words, he had a guess. Simply relying on the combat power of the bat would definitely not be enough, but if you add the entire Justice League and some of the small toys in Damian's belt,
, such as the fifth-dimensional person in the jar, it is indeed possible to capture the enemy alive.
It's just that a nigger is just a ball of slime and a puff of smoke. There's no value in catching him, right?
"Anyway, I'm sure he won't be here to pick cotton." The adjutant also said a cold joke. She is very good at it now.
Su Ming, who had a funny expression under the black and yellow mask, smiled with satisfaction, pointed at the adjutant with his free finger, shook his head slowly, and then gave the prince crawling on the ground a sword blow to deflate him again:
"Okay, just talk about picking cotton. Don't use words like watermelon, fried chicken, farm tools, etc. People will misunderstand you as a racist."
I don't know what the structure of this Asphalt Prince is. It seems to be solid, but when he pokes it, it feels more like a hollow thing. When he pokes it, a jet of black gas will spurt out and make a hissing sound.
Ah, yes, this feeling is like stabbing a tire with a knife, even the rhythm that is sluggish at first and then becomes smooth is the same.
"I know, Sheriff, but aren't you really?" The deputy recalled the past history and found that the Sheriff actually didn't have many black friends. He didn't even like Superman, the black president of Earth 23.
After thinking about it, Cyborg and Fury were treated better, but the former seemed more like compensation, because the old Deathstroke from Earth 0 tortured Cyborg too much. As a fellow from another world, the Sheriff
Instead, I felt embarrassed to bother the young man.
"Of course not." Deathstroke immediately denied, shaking his head like a rattle: "I am a human supremacist, and I am very friendly to any creature that I consider to be a human being."
As he spoke, he asked Hangsha to pick up the black meat pieces and taste them to see if they had the taste of wild Africa.
In Deathstroke's impression, the African savannah is always full of life. The meat of antelopes, wildebeests, and giraffes tastes very elastic, and the unique taste is completely different from the bears in the mountains and forests.
"Ugh!" The symbiote said that it indeed tasted wild, authentic African taste. Although the Asphalt Prince looked black, it tasted delicious, just like that kind of black stinky tofu.
"Princess! My princess!" The prince on the ground dragged a long black trail of blood and kept crawling forward. He was carrying a huge palm made of many concepts, which seemed to make the black water in his body flow even more.
Soon.
This thing actually has some strength. 'Darkness', 'Quantum', 'Origin', and 'Creation'. Su Ming used these four concepts to serve him alone. It was like a big mountain pressing on him, but he still remained the same.
Being able to crawl on the ground is probably the power of love?
I understand, but I really don’t recommend doing this in battle. Doesn’t it mean that the princess has left the field of vision? Why does it look like her parents are dead? She has lost all her fighting spirit?
"This love brain, I really don't find anything good about Princess Heitan. Why does he lick her like this?"
Taking off his mask, Su Ming lit a cigarette and took a long puff of it slowly. However, despite his unbearable tone, he still raised his foot and stepped on Prince Asphalt's head, and said to the adjutant:
"Seeing his despicable look, my good mood was ruined. Show me a live broadcast of Thanos farming to make me happy."
This was originally the adjutant's suggestion, and she had already prepared it. Now, the planet where Thanos lives in seclusion has various monitoring devices surrounding him throughout the day. His every move, even sleeping, eating and going to the toilet, is monitored.
Stare at him.
As for whether he is aware of this kind of surveillance? He should be aware of the adjutant's tendency, but what if he knows? Living in the 40K universe, can he still change the world?
As long as he is not the Sheriff's opponent for a day, he will have to spend the day obediently. And judging from the way he leads a slow life, I am afraid that he will never be able to surpass the Sheriff in terms of combat effectiveness in this life.