All Worlds Madhouse

"Forehead"

There was an extremely awkward silence.

Chen Xiao looked contemptuous: "Hey, didn't you say this thing is absolutely safe? It seems that the facts are a bit inconsistent with what you said."

Ziliang said in a long voice: "This". Suddenly, he noticed that Constantine seemed to be drawing something quietly on the ground.

"Hey, you bastard, what are you drawing here? Are you drawing a teleportation array and trying to escape?!!"

Constantine: "Ah? Ah - no, this is a defensive formation. Really, why would I want to run away? I value my teammates so much."

"Nah! You just want to run away. This is the same as the one you drew last time."

When these two people were yelling at each other.

"Creak, creak, creak." There was a small sound, a bit like the feeling of leather shoes stepping on broken glass.

The crack on the door actually slowly healed.

The craftsman put his hand on the edge of the door: "Stop yelling. As long as I am here, the Yongsheng Mansion will be safe." He said.

At this time, the people around him finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The explosions outside the door still continued uninterrupted. It seemed that Superman was not planning to give up.

Moriarty frowned: "I have a question. It may sound a little frustrating, but what if the guy outside doesn't leave and stays outside the door?"

"What are you afraid of? Didn't this brother say that as long as he is here, this hospital will be invincible?" Constantine shouted.

"That's what I say, but we can't just be trapped here by him alone."

"What's wrong with that? Just let him sleep. Anyway, there is food and drink here." Constantine continued.

The words have not yet finished.

"Indeed, if he really trapped us all by himself, then we would be too embarrassed." Ziliang, now fully recovered, stood up and said.

"Damn it, you almost made people stew you just now, and now you are here to talk about face?"

"Okay!" Ziliang stopped Constantine: "I understand your fear of superhuman power, but it was just a mistake. If I had been prepared, it would not have been me lying on the ground at that time, but him. "

Constantine looked at Ziliang. An expression like 'I'll just watch you pretending to be cool'.

Ziliang ignored him, but walked back to his office and began to rummage through the cabinets. After a while, he took out a small box.

"Ah, we met Superman in a dimension before, and at the same time, we also met Batman from another dimension, so just in case, I asked that Batman for a small gift."

With that said, Ziliang opened the box and a emerald green light came out.

Constantine was stunned: "Is this what it is?"

"Yes, I have collected some kryptonite." Ziliang said with a smile: "Hey, stupid guy over there, come here, I need a bullet."

The craftsman remained motionless.

Zi Liang sighed bitterly, and then put on a humble expression: "Okay, you are a great craftsman in this world. Could you please make this stone into a bullet? Thank you."

"You're welcome." The craftsman responded politely, and then he waved, and the kryptonite automatically flew into his hand. Then he squeezed hard, and several bullets made of kryptonite appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Chen Xiao shrugged: "Okay, look, it's my job again."

As he spoke, he put his hand into his pants and pulled out a gun.

Um, yes, he always carries a gun in his pants. When Uncle Jigsaw first saw Chen Xiao in the [Bar], he mentioned it, it was a silver revolver. The size seems larger than other guns, and there is no special decoration, but as long as you take a look at it, you can feel an extremely heavy texture.

This gun has a weird name - Kobaret. The Smile Gate.

It was made by a weapons manufacturer of extraordinary genius who devoted his life to making this gun. The day after he made this gun, he was fired. The reason was that the recoil of this gun could knock an elephant away. Broken bones. If an ordinary person fired one shot from this gun, he would probably be shot to death if he was unlucky.

This kind of gun is Chen Xiao's favorite weapon. The reason is that Chen Xiao thinks it looks good.

Without saying much, the craftsman threw a bullet to Chen Xiao and said calmly: "I said three, two, one."

"three"

Chen Xiao took the bullet and stuffed it into the revolver. Then he scratched the bullet wheel with force as a habit, and then flicked it gently. The bullet wheel entered the chamber, and the bullet was accurately aimed at the muzzle of the gun.

"two"

Chen Xiao raised his gun. During this period of time, the roaring outside the door never stopped, and these bursts of roaring made Chen Xiao easily simulate every movement of the person outside the door through the door, so he directly looked through Also aimed at the other person's heart.

"one"

This last number was not said by the craftsman, but by Chen Xiao. When he said this number, a huge roar drowned out all the sounds. Chen Xiao's arm twisted in an extremely weird posture, miraculously removing all the recoil.

The entire corridor of the hospital was filled with a hurricane. The roar that exceeded the upper limit of human hearing made people's brains buzz. Chen suffered a brief deafness. At this moment, a bullet with a glowing green light carried it. The scorching heat generated by friction with the air shoots straight through the door of the hospital.

The craftsman opened the door promptly.

In other words, Chen Xiao already knew when and to what angle the craftsman would open the door.

Therefore, the bullet stuck to the edge of the door, seemingly dangerous, but it rushed into the night with extremely accuracy, and hit the chest of the man outside the door almost at the same time.

"boom!"

The extremely compressed air wave was finally released. In an instant, a ripple visible to the naked eye exploded on Clark's chest. The pushing wind blew up flying sand and rocks, making it almost impossible to keep his eyes open.

And this shot indeed showed how powerful it was. Clark's body was pushed far away by this shot. His feet were firmly attached to the ground, and he plowed a huge ravine that was eye-catching until very far away. , and finally stopped.

The smoke dissipated, and Clark's body appeared in the thick smoke. He looked extremely embarrassed. The upper body of his suit had been completely torn to pieces, and the lower body had also become tattered. Only through some force majeure, he barely managed to completely remove his body. The body is exposed.

However, this is not the point.

What everyone couldn't believe was that under the damaged clothes, the kryptonite bullet on Clark's chest did not penetrate his body, but still stayed on the surface of his skin.

"Click"

A small voice.

The bullet appeared cracks one after another, then shattered and was blown away by the night wind.