Dc Violence -Kun

Dean Bori's body trembled, and he couldn't hide under his desk anymore.

"Yes... it's you, Bardi." His thin face showed a stern smile, and he came out trembling from under his desk, with an M4 carbine still hanging on his chest.

Seeing Badi looking at him indifferently, Dean Boli suddenly felt that the M4 carbine on his chest was extremely hot, and quickly picked up the strap of the gun over his head, and put it on the table to explain: "This is for...for..." Boliyuan The elder said a few for, for, in the end, he didn't have the courage to say in front of Badi that it was to prevent him.

He knew that guns had no effect on Paldi. From the negative level to the negative fourth level, at least more than 500 corpses died. This killing made the elders of the Boli Academy fearful.

He himself considered himself just a scientific researcher, a scientist, how dare he contend with this kind of killing stars.

Badi sees people very accurately.

Dean Bori is vain, greedy, afraid of death, and quite ruthless, and has been using Jenny to get his brain knowledge long ago.

Since getting along with Jenny, Bhadi has to know that Dean Boli has several important research results, and the world-renowned research published in the world is still taken from Jenny.

Fortunately, he received a good student, a student who was devoted to research and didn't want to deal with any chores, fame, honor, and only wanted to research.

He provided Jenny with a perfect research environment, and Jenny didn't mind whose name the research results would bear.

Being able to let her explore the mysteries of life is the greatest pleasure, and the rest is not mentioned.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that Dean Bori doesn't have the current scenery at all.

For Jenny, Dean Bori is like her housekeeper father, handling all kinds of messy chores for her, allowing her to concentrate on research.

Thinking of this, Badi's indifferent gaze couldn't help being slightly gentle, and Jenny was sitting on her lap, talking to herself about her past.

"Dean Boli, you are Jenny's teacher, I will not kill you." Batty said lightly.

Dean Boli, who was nervous and sweating in his heart, widened his eyes, and was taken aback for a moment. Obviously he couldn't believe that this kind of surprise would fall on him.

Except for the second floor of the Underground Research Institute, the rest are dead, crippled and disabled.

On the negative floor, except for some of the 31 disabled who wailed and pushed their comrades out to die, and Jenny, the rest were all dead.

The negative three is dead.

At the negative fourth floor, Dean Bori didn't know, and he was really frightened. But he still knew that to get here, Slade would need Slade's palm prints to open the door. I am afraid that Slade is also ill-advised.

Bati killed all the way, like a god of death, and had already scared Dean Boli into a horror. There was no fluke, and he only hoped that he would have the last fight, and hope that he could survive from Batik's hands.

Now suddenly he was told by Badi not to kill him, and he could not help but get lucky, thank God, thank God, thank Jenny.

"You mean...really?"

At this time, Dean Bori's usual neat mouth stammered, which is even more happy than he won the Nobel Prize.

After all, the Nobel Prize can give him a reputation, but Badi, dominates his life and death.

Badi nodded and said, "You are Jenny's teacher, and she actually treats you like a father. In the future, you will take good care of her for me; she wants to study, she studies, she wants to find me revenge, she finds me. Just, Just stay alive."

Dean Bori was stunned. He didn't expect that his life was returned by Jenny's affection.

Sudden.

He has a sharp body.

He finally understood why Jenny would be shot by Bhadi with a gun and shoot himself without dying, but just curled up in tears.

That was to sever the relationship between him and Jenny and avoid the suspicion that Jenny would receive later.

Even the 31 disabled soldiers were beaten and disabled by Badi for Jenny's salvation.

And his own life, because it had a little effect on Jenny, so he wouldn't be killed by Bardi.

The old man of Dean Boli felt a little grateful in his heart, fortunate that Badi had feelings for Jenny, and also fortunate that he did not treat Badi so harshly.

Even so, Badi had no flaws in his emotions and reasons, and Dean Boli was still grateful in his heart and deeply worried.

What if one is a lie? What if he just came to the negative fourth floor to get something that could help him, as Slade said? Can I survive after I get it?

He was willing to believe in his heart, and he was deeply entangled in doubt.

"At the same time, I am also here to get my things back, Dean Bori, you should know what I'm talking about."

Badi's voice was slow and not anxious, and after entrusting Jenny to Dean Bori, he revealed his true purpose.

Dean Bori jumped in his heart and said, "Is that the'key'?"

Ba Di lightly nodded and said, "That'key' is very important. Maybe I can't get out of this underground base even if I die, but I must die in the same way as it. I have to trouble Dean Boli to return it to my hands."

This key must be retrieved. It contains the artificial intelligence that Badi deliberately obtained on Krypton, which can help him truly conquer the earth and also help him adjust his genes in the future.

In the future, a series of plans, including dealing with the Joe El family, the future Superman Clark, and extracting the life code from his body, perfecting oneself, are the top priorities.

Without this artificial intelligence, a series of complements about Bardi’s own genes would be difficult to achieve.

What's more, in only 20 or 30 years, the earth will usher in a great era of active superheroes, with all the gods, men and demons, and any villain is doomed to hardships and hardships.

Especially Badi, he is destined to take the road of a super villain confronted by heroes all over the world.

Enemy with the whole world, he had already expected it.

Therefore, no matter what, the key must be returned to one's own hands.

Dean Boli's expression was a bit hesitant and hesitant. He is so imaginary, he is greedy for life and fear of death, but it is precisely because he is greedy for life and fear of death that he knows that this key is the key to whether he can survive.

He couldn't tell the truth about what Badi said. Even if Jenny was really not dead, Dean Boli could not analyze what Badi wanted to do after seeing all this. Bati killed all the way in this way, already killing Dean Boli's mood.

He looked towards Badi slightly, Badi still looked indifferent, and the faint gaze in his eyes seemed to be waiting for him to reply, and he was affirmative and indisputable.

Dean Boli felt a chill, if he didn't hand over the key, would it be a ‘death’ result!

Seeing Badi's indifferent appearance, Dean Bori really didn't want to guess or die.

He is willing to believe what Badi said.

But there is still a sorrow: "I will bring it to you."

After Dean Bori finished speaking, he stepped out from the side of the desk.

Badi was no longer indifferent, with a slight smile on his face, he also stood up, pushing the chair back a bit with his knees.

The sound of the chair pushing frightened Dean Bori.

Dean Boli shook his body slightly, thinking that Badi had something to do when he got up. Looking at Badi, he seemed to just want to follow him to get the key. His heart was slightly relieved, but he was still tight. His hands were in his white coat. He clenched his fist tightly in the side pocket, and couldn't help saying: "You sit here for a while, I'll get it to you."

When he said this sentence, he lifted his heart to his throat.

Dean Bori suppressed the frightened heartbeat that wanted to jump away from Badi, his body was stiff, and he couldn't help but think darkly: If he really doesn't kill me, I will get the key back to him. If I die, don't even think about getting the key.

The underground research room said it was big or small, and it was not so easy for you to find a column smaller than the tail finger if you wanted to hide it.

It also takes time to dig the ground three feet.

Especially in the absence of perspective, it is even more difficult to find.

"Okay." Badi smiled slightly, pulled the chair again, and sat down.

Dean Bori breathed a sigh of relief, his fist in his pocket loosened, and when he opened the office door, he found that the palm of his hand was wet.

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