DC Tyrant

Batty opened his eyes slightly, and the sunlight spread and climbed up half of his body. The energy absorbed by his skin woke him up. From the brain, every cell was running again, awakening like mint dew in the morning, stimulating It stimulates the nerve center and refreshes people.

Opening the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, the sun and fresh dew mist fell on his body skin, refreshing and comfortable, it was a touch of coolness in summer, and the skin pores felt the coolness and refreshing breath.

This is where suicide ghettos are at their best, where underground exchanges are made and enjoyed. Even if the group of rich people and nobles pass by this kind of place, they still want to create a comfortable and luxurious house to enjoy.

Last night, he and the entire 675 members of 'Pamilodi' celebrated the unity of the suicide slums. At his most relaxed moment, a female killer suddenly appeared and wanted to assassinate him, but he slapped him unconscious. This is already The thirteenth assassination in the month he ruled the suicide ghetto.

A few days ago, he activated his thermal vision. He used it to experiment with the efficient use and control of the energy stored in the cytoplasm in the body.

Although the power can be controlled by him very well, he is still not satisfied.

"Clark's ability to have children in the comics also shows that he can control the subtleties. This kind of control can almost control every cell. How can he control it?"

Baddy squinted his eyes, and deeply felt the threat of Clark in the future. Just having the power to pull the earth, but he can control it to drink coffee in a porcelain cup without breaking the cup. This kind of control is enough to be frightening. strong.

Is it because he grows naturally and has unlimited potential?

Or use kryptonite to weaken your own strength, and create a human with Louis?

Or it really is the code of life! ? Recorded everything about the Kryptonian genes, helping him control his body?

Or from the very beginning, he already possessed fine-grained body control.

Ba Di muttered to himself and frowned. After a while, he turned his head and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the central city of the metropolis in the distance. His far vision and perspective allowed him to see the scene of the city beginning to wake up in the morning.

The sun is shining, and the metropolis is rising and bustling. High-rise buildings are erected. The glass on the surface reflects the sunlight, warming the whole city. The bustling flow of people and vehicles is full of life and vigor.

Perspective and distance vision are retracted step by step from the tall buildings, and the sight shrinks back, like a train going backwards, changing back to the vision of ordinary people.

He looked up at the sun with a smile on his lips.

Next, is the real conquest of the metropolis.

While conquering the metropolis, Barty has also sent people to the small town of Nevada to monitor the Kent couple and the farm.

'ring bell'

He rang the service bell and called for the body to be disposed of.

A newly recruited subordinate delivered food for him.

She is the boss of the rose blood recovered by Bati. There are few conscientious people in the suicide slums. She provides protection for many women under her command. She has no shortage of means and winks. She is a powerful woman.

Under her greedy gaze, Batty sat down at the dining table to have breakfast calmly and calmly.

"I really want to go to the central city of the metropolis with you?"

For this man who can provide protection for her sisters, she will not have any rejection, only want to get closer.

"Not yet, you will die."

Badi took a bite of bacon and said calmly.

The glamorous woman crossed her hands on her chest, and said angrily: "My boss, I can understand that I hate being dirty."

After the mature woman finished speaking, the expression on her face inevitably became a little gloomy.

Ba Di didn't answer, but paused for a moment with the knife and fork in his hand.

No one is as... dirty as my heart.

He sighed in his heart, and suddenly thought of Jenny.

She should... survived!

The atmosphere fell silent.

After a while, Badi said with a smile on his face: "You don't want your sister to spend her whole life in a slum. I will set up many companies when I go to the metropolis. I need you to be excellent public relations."

In the end, Ba Di added another sentence, which made the mature woman feel cheerful.

Bady smiled, knowing that this mature woman would handle things well.

Since he unified the suicide slums, his smiles have increased a lot. Sometimes he laughs and smashes people's heads, sometimes when he faces the sun, and sometimes when his subordinates regard him as a god, he smiles and looks down on them.

After Barty finished his breakfast, she said, "Lionel Luthor's son wants to see you."

Bati raised his eyebrows. He never deliberately looked for Lex Luthor, nor gave him any information, and he didn't even take any action to recover. He may be a wealthy figure in the future, but for Bati now Say, it doesn't make sense.

In terms of wisdom, after the awakening of Bati's Kryptonian brain, regardless of the degree of calculation and scheming, he is a few blocks away. Whether it is science or combat, Bati has enough skills for him to learn. In the future, he will use his If the genetic defect is completed, it will only become stronger, and there is no need to worry about him at all.

He picked up a cup of warm cocoa, the bitter and sweet chocolate aroma flowed into his throat, he let go of the feeling, tried his best to let the taste flow on his tongue, and closed his eyes enjoying it.

"Call him in."