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Looking at the amazed Floyd, Lex patted him on the shoulder.

"I'll teach you. After a while, you press this button, and then paint the armor with the help of auxiliary machinery."

"Don't worry, I can do it. I've also developed personal equipment, so I have a certain research and development foundation!"

Floyd nodded excitedly, and then began to spray paint the two suits of armor.

While spray painting, he kept swallowing saliva and kept talking to Luther and Bruce who were busy working on the mecha control system.

"Hey man, you gotta get me one of these, this thing is so fucking cool!

I will definitely wear this to send my daughter to school, it will make her a princess in the eyes of other kids! "

"As long as you can survive, there will be no problem, so survive as much as possible!"

Facing Freud's request, Bruce emphasized to Freud heavily.

Hearing Bruce's words, Floyd was slightly startled, and then his eyes couldn't help but feel a little sore.

He turned around calmly and said with a slight trembling while painting the armor.

"Damn it, I never knew that rich bastards like you could actually care about others?"

"You're impressing yourself, Floyd, but just be impressed by Bruce, because I don't give a shit."

Lex's words extinguished Freud's emotion. He angrily picked up one of several spray guns, turned around and sprayed a green trace on the experimental table in front of Lex.

Looking at Floyd venting his dissatisfaction, Lex smiled slightly, and then bumped Bruce's shoulder with his shoulder.

"The atmosphere is pretty good right now, isn't it? I thought you could smile.

But your face is stiffer than mine, haha, you are simply a machine. "

"But Bruce at least has a hot heart, Lex, and I know yours is not bad at all either!"

Floyd laughed and patted Lex on the shoulder, then helped him finish the spray painting work.

When they finally finished their work, two armors, one black and one green, were placed in front of the three of them.

Looking at the dark Bat Armor, Floyd handed the spray gun to Bruce.

"You better do it yourself, man."

"Um."

Bruce took the spray gun and left the Batman logo on the chest of the armor in a cool manner.

Later, Lex took over the spray gun and spray-painted a simple black hexagon on the left shoulder of his silver-green armor, and then spray-painted the intersection of three lines that looked like the Mercedes-Benz logo in it.

After doing all this, Lex made a move to separate his hands, and his armor immediately opened his chest to him.

Unlike him, Bruce clapped his hands on the spot, and his armor immediately decomposed and then flew down on Bruce.

Looking at the two people covered in armor, Floyd couldn't help but swallowed hard.

"It's better to have money. I put so much effort into killing people, and after more than twenty years of killing, I only earned a few simple suits and modified firearms.

And you two, Fake, you have money and brains, and you came up with such a big guy in just three days! "

Having said this, Floyd glanced at the crude equipment on his body sourly.

Then he rolled his eyes and said.

"I'm moving with you, and I look like you two's follower.

Instead, the two of you are more like a team. "

"That's not important."

Bruce shook his head slightly and continued to speak to Lex.

"Lex, fly your plane. Your plane has been modified more than mine and has better weapon systems and defenses.

The time was too short and I had not had time to modify my own aircraft. "

"Yeah, of course you don't have time. After all, you spend all your research time on fighting crime, you dark superhero, haha~"

Lex teased, and then gave instructions to his intelligent system.

At the same time, a huge crack suddenly opened in the ground near the hills and golf course to the north of the manor.

Lex's silver-green plane hovered over the laboratory, and then landed slowly.

Outside the manor, the Dead Souls bastards who had gathered looked at the technologically advanced aircraft and showed expressions of amazement.

Victor held up his bald head and waved to Ozwald while holding the knife he was cleaning.

“Ozwald, you just stay in the city and look after everyone, and this bastard I’m going to go to Washington!

Hahahaha, it’s so fucking funny, how long has passed, and I’ve actually gotten to this point.

Maybe in a few years, you can still see movies like Independence Day with me as the protagonist, haha! "

Amidst the laughter, Victor suddenly sheathed his sword, then passed through the cheering brothers and walked into the gate of the manor.

Behind him, the voices of the younger brothers were rising one after another.

"Fuck Washington, only Gotham is the crown of America!"

"Long live the Dead Souls, haha, gangsters can also save the world!"

"Come on, Boss Victor, don't embarrass the family!"

"Boss Victor, can you remind my Bat Boss and ask him to take some time to come back and take a look at the place!"

"Yeah, if the Bat Boss doesn't come back, even I will want to rebel!"

"Keep your voice down, the dead soul boss is sleeping!"

"I didn't expect that the boss of Bat was Blue..."

"Shut up, don't say that name, he is our Bat Boss!"

"Yes, when he was our boss, we could still say a few words to him.

And if he returns to being who he is, then we won’t even be qualified to see him! "

"Washington is really screwed. Those troops didn't take Washington back for two whole hours!"

"Where have all our taxes gone?"

"Wait, did you pay taxes?"

"Fart, I paid for it last year when I was selling drugs, and I paid more than 60,000!"

"Come on, Victor, let those monsters see how powerful we Gothamites are, haha!"

The last words were shouted by Ozwald. As he shouted, he hit Victor's chest hard.

Then, Ozwald moved closer to Victor and whispered.

“If you succeed, then this wave will allow us, the Dead Soul Party, to create our own brand.

The money earned by then will be divided between me and you, and the rest will go to the souls of the dead, what do you think? "

"Fart, I'm the one who works hard. The bat and I are two, and you are one!"

"Then divide it equally, it's fair and reasonable, Victor!"

"No, I stand by my division because we are worth it!"

"OK!"

Seeing Victor's strong request, Ozwald tried his best to stand on tiptoe and barely reach Victor's ear.

"It's not that you can't do it, but you have to support me in killing Fish!"

"As long as you have money, it's easy to talk about it, man. Anyway, Tang and I are not interested in her, haha!"

Victor sneered and patted Ozwald on the shoulder, then walked completely into the manor.

But just as he entered the manor...

"etc!"

Suddenly, a loud and powerful voice sounded.

Hearing this voice, Victor turned his head curiously and looked at the guy who made the voice with a sneer.

He was a tall young man, about 1.9 meters tall, very handsome.

Facing Victor's gaze, the handsome boy swallowed, then raised his right hand and said nervously like a good boy.

“Our government worked for over two hours, only to lose more soldiers in Washington.

At the same time, I think you seem to have plans to rescue Washington..."

"Hey, man!"

Victor interrupted the young man abruptly, then waved to the young man and sneered.

"You don't look like you've seen much of the world, so don't use those useless clichés.

Let’s just say it, who the hell are you, and what’s the point of stopping me? "

"Well……"

Listening to Victor's words, Clark swallowed awkwardly and continued.

"I'm Clark Kent, and I live over there in Smallville.

I...I want to go to Washington with you, I think I can help you! "

Five chapters are presented, and by the way, to celebrate the Black Myth Wukong is now available to play!

In addition, bosses, I still want to ask you for one thing.

That is, don’t vote for me for the time being today!

It’s rare to catch up with the release of Black Myth, but the monthly ticket is very close to 1,000, but I want to play the game for two more hours tomorrow, bosses, don’t let me add more updates tomorrow, please woohoo! ! !