Dc Rage Dragon

"You got Fooled."

The underground base, the constant temperature of 25 degrees expands the entire white space, the white light from the clean display glass cabinets and the various objects inside, all show that this is a warm and high-tech space.

Now, because of Alex’s stern face, tightly closed thin lips, sharp eyes, and the posture of sitting on a chair with the lumbar vertebrae straight, it exudes a permeating chill. Invisible, it makes people feel that this warm and constant temperature space suddenly feels like winter is coming.

The white light is as cold as snowflakes.

"Alex, I know you have opinions on Al Swann. Al Swann is not a bad guy. I entered the general bureau before you. I saw that he has been fighting against evil, eradicating evil, and serving. The people of Midtown. He took the initiative to join us to help us maintain order in the Xiacheng District. He is in the Xiacheng Sub-bureau. With his participation, we will be able to do more. Make Xiacheng a better place." Barry said , He sincerely hopes that Al Swan will join their hero team.

One, it can eliminate the insignificant gap between the two.

Second, cooperation can make the evils of Xiacheng more invisible. Whether it is Jack or Al Swan, cooperation is beneficial to each other.

Third, avoid Alex's free killing in the lower city. Alex killed too many people, and Barry felt fear in his heart. When Alex killed the criminals, he was already deep in the path of crime and could hardly extricate himself.

Barry didn't want to see his friends, so he fell into the abyss.

In fact, the three is the most important thing, and Alex’s ignoring of life has made Barry shudder.

He desperately wants to change Alex.

Heroes should not be like this.

My friend becomes a superhero, but it shouldn’t be like this, it’s not like this.

"Barry, Al Swan just wants to make sure from your mouth that I am a musical hero." Alex did not slander Al Swan, or even verbally did not feel a sense of tension, just from the perspective of Al Swan , Guessed what Al Swan wanted to do.

Barry stopped for a moment.

He is not stupid, but he does not have much experience in life. He often cannot cope with malicious people who are good at covering up and is used by others. From childhood to childhood, Alex and him have seen Barry's kindness and knew that Barry is a kind fellow.

But this kindness is actually particularly disgusting to Alex.

Even if he is deceived and bullied by others, a kind person who will still lend a helping hand when others fall into the ditch cannot make Alex not hate him.

For Alex, who had grudges and grievances, couldn't understand Barry's kindness.

The sunlight in the Xiacheng District brushed Barry's cheek with a coldness of late autumn. He held the phone and pressed it to his ear. He paused when he heard Alex's words.

The autumn wind swirled and fell leaves from his feet.

All of a sudden, his mind recalled every word, every movement, and every action that Al Swan had said to him, staring at himself, staring at his uneasy, insecure subtle behavior. Actions.

The biggest impression is that Al Swan's pair of eagle eyes, elite, oppressive, never left his body.

Barry suddenly felt a chill, from his heart, accompanied by blood flowing throughout his body, his body seemed to be frozen stiffly unable to think, and his head became blank for a moment.

He stood there for a few seconds, doing his best, his eyes spread, even unwilling to believe, but he turned his head with a little hope.

Seeing Al Swann with a hasty face, frowning, and looking down on the phone, but the call seemed to be unavailable, he kept calling and bowing his head, walked to his Ford Mercury sedan, opened the door, and looked down. Mouth moved in indifferently and ruthlessly.

When he got in the car and started the car, he seemed to feel Barry's sluggish gaze looking at him. He looked up and saw Barry, and still pulled out a smile and nodded towards Barry.

"Barry, thank you."

The engine of the Ford Mercury sedan started and quickly passed Barry's side. The wind blown by the car lifted Barry's coat and fluttered, and the underground leaves curled up and fluttered on Barry's thigh.

Barry's eyes were dull and unbelievably staring at Al Swan's side face in the car until he disappeared from the corner.

Al Swan's false smile, as if mockingly, left before Barry's eyes.

"Alex, I'm sorry. Al Swan checked that we were in the same high school as Jack. I thought he knew you were a musical hero..."

Barry woke up, he was designed by Al Swan.

Hearing Al Swan found out that he grew up with Alex and went to a high school with Jack, guessing that Alex is a musical hero, subconsciously, he admitted it.

In fact, Al Swan had only his own guesses at the time, and knew himself, Alex and Jack went to the same high school, and there was no evidence at all, but Barry was guilty at the time.

Al Swann is very clever and didn't directly ask Barry to confirm, because then Barry would definitely refuse to admit it. Instead, he wanted to join the team in a roundabout way. Without letting Barry react, he excitedly made a proposal to make Barry's heart beat, and let Barry subconsciously ignore him without any evidence to prove that he knew that Alex is a musical hero, and let Barry It is subconsciously certain that he knows the identity of Alex's music hero.

That's why Barry will respond at the end "I need to ask Alex."

Because in the previous conversation, Al Swan had already instilled in Barry that he did know the fact that Alex was a musical hero. Barry didn't expect that Al Swan was actually only here to confirm the facts from his own mouth.

Barry, who had figured out all of this, realized that he was caught in Al Swan’s logical thinking of language. He felt guilty and said quickly, "I'm sorry, Alex..."

"I know, you are just for my good, just like when you were 14 when you called the police and sent the teacher to jail."

Barry choked, his lips moved, not knowing what to say.

In this matter, all the adults, all the people, thought that he was doing the right thing.

Even the law confirmed that he was right.

Even the person involved, the glamorous female teacher, thanked Barry very much and thought he was doing the right thing.

But my friend alone never thought that I was doing it right.

Barry pressed his lips tightly, his voice was hoarse, and said, "Alex, Al Swan called and drove out just now, how should I..."

"You don't have to do anything, I will deal with it!"

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