Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Inside the warehouse, Billy and the two locked all the entrances and exits of the warehouse tightly, while outside, the invisible man remained motionless.

He maintains his invisibility like an instinct, even if he remains invisible for 24 hours, there will be no consumption at all.

In his opinion, he doesn't need to risk entering it at all, he just needs to keep an eye on the warehouse. There will always be a day when Billy and the two come out and separate, and that's his chance.

Time passed minute by minute, and the rotation of the hour hand was clearly visible. Billy and the two in the warehouse finally realized the problem.

Just as Huey had worried before, the ability to be invisible made it impossible for Billy and the two to find the specific location of the invisible man. The carbon metamaterial skin also made infrared detection useless.

They arranged means in the warehouse to target the invisible man, but the result now is that the invisible man does not have to walk into their trap at all.

According to the influence of the Invisible Man and the Vought Group, even if the Invisible Man knocks them unconscious from behind on the street during the day, it can be easily interpreted as a superhero action.

Their setup was fucking wrong from the start!

Realizing this, Huey caught his throw in annoyance, and Billy looked up at the ceiling in pain, and then grabbed Huey by the collar: "This is the shit plan you proposed, and I didn't even

I made a fool of myself with you!"

"Then, what should we do now?" Huey was a little confused: "We can't stay here forever, my family will be worried."

"Will your family be worried?" Billy glanced at Huey, looked at the closed warehouse door, and shouted in a low voice.

"If you can't get rid of that damn invisible man, your family will never have to worry about your disappearance. They will be able to see your photo on your tombstone every year and every day. Do you understand? Huh?!"

Thinking of the worst possible outcome, Huey showed his signature panic: "Then what are we going to do now?"

Billy walked around the warehouse a few times, and finally looked at Huey, with a low and solemn voice: "Bitter meat plan!"

Huey:???

Being stared at by Billy, Huey suddenly had a bad feeling. He pointed at himself, his eyes full of disbelief: "You want me to be a bait?!"

"Is there any other way?" Billy looked at Huey: "Do you want me to be a bait? Then when I am attacked by an invisible man, I will look at you like an idiot holding an electric baton, not knowing what to do.

good?"

"Electric baton? Yes, I can hold an electric baton, one for each person!"

"My answer is, it's impossible!" Billy looked at Huey and sneered, picked up the black electric baton and said: "Do you know how much effort I spent to get something like this that can electrocute people to death?

?”

"No one knows whether ordinary electric batons can be effective against invisible people. We can't alert others, so..." Billy didn't say the second half, but the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

"Fuck!" Huey yelled, watching Billy put the big black electric baton on his waist: "fuck you!"

"Very good, that's it." Billy nodded as he looked at Huey who collapsed and shouted, swept the things on the table to the ground, and then pointed to the warehouse door: "Now, leave here in anger, don't worry

, I will be watching you from behind."

Billy's violent movements completely interrupted Huey's incoherent emotions. He moved to avoid the scattered debris on the ground, looked at Billy speechlessly, then spread his hands, and could only turn around and leave helplessly.

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Walking out of the warehouse alone, the sea breeze blew across the sea in the distance, and the lights on the pier seemed dim in the night.

Huey's eyes couldn't stop looking around. He always felt that there was a pair of invisible eyes staring at him in the darkness behind or beside him. He didn't know whether they were humans or ghosts.

Feeling uneasy in his heart, he couldn't help tightening his tight clothes and walking quickly towards home, muttering in his heart: "God bless, God bless..."

In the warehouse, watching Huey's figure go away, Billy stretched out his hand to put out the lights and followed out, but unlike Huey, he did not walk, but started the car and left quickly.

...

At the dock, the invisible man allowed the sea breeze to pass through his buttocks and block, watching the tightly guarded warehouse door from a distance.

The sound of the iron door rolling was particularly obvious in the silent dock. The orange light illuminated the mess in the warehouse. Huey left in a hurry, and then the sound of the car engine sounded.

Looking at the direction the car's taillights were leaving, the invisible man hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran in the direction Huey left.

Compared with the people of the motherland or black, the only thing the invisible man can do is the invisibility and invulnerability brought by the carbon super skin, and even the strength is not great.

He definitely couldn't catch up with Billy's car, so he had only one target - Huey, who was leaving alone.

Huey, who always felt like there was something following him at the dock, walked faster and faster, but the faster he walked, it felt like the thing following him was walking faster.

Thus, the inner cycle began, until finally, Huey even started running wildly in the pier, desperately running towards the streets in the distance.

It didn't matter that he was running, the invisible man who was just following behind him couldn't help but speed up.

Naked, he took long strides and ran wildly on the concrete floor. The air flow rushed around his body, making him look like a young man chasing the wind: "Damn you bastard! I must make you look good!"

Huey didn't know that the invisible man behind him had made him hate him even more. Sparks and lightning jumped out of the pier. Standing on the roadbed, he put his hands on his knees and gasped: Now, he should get rid of it.

?

He thought to himself and couldn't help but look back. The next moment, a sound of wind sounded in front of him.

Bang!

The invisible iron fist hit Huey hard on the face. With just one punch, blood poured out of his mouth and nose.

The burning sting made him shed tears unconsciously, and he couldn't even shout loudly. His steps were strong, and with a plop, Huey took a few steps back and fell to the ground. He looked in front of him in horror: "Come out! Get out!"

come out!"

"I'm always in front of you." The invisible man's voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Huey just turned his head to look in horror, and was picked up again by his hair: "Tell me, who the hell gave you the security order?"

A bug? Tell me!"

The pain of his scalp being pulled made Huey numb. He grabbed his hair with one hand and waved the other hand in front of his face: "I said, I said, it's from the Bureau of Investigation, from the FBI."

"FBI?" The invisible man sneered, and punched Huey hard again: "Fuck you! Do you think I will believe your bullshit lies? Tell me, who sent you?

Coming?!"

"Responsible..." The invisible man looked around and finally picked up a stone from the roadside: "I will smash your head with this stone!"

Looking at the floating stone, Huey's eyes were full of horror, and he stumbled back: "I've already told you, he is really from the FBI, and he has credentials!"

"Who the hell cares!" the invisible man shouted: "I just know you are lying to me! You bastard!"

The invisible man stepped forward. He looked at Huey and sneered. He raised the stone in his hand and pointed it at Huey on the ground.

Just when he was about to smash the stone down, the roar of the engine quickly approached from a distance.

Looking at the rapidly approaching car lights, Huey was overjoyed and crawled away from Yipan. The invisible man's eyes were full of horror: "Fuck!"

He ignored Huey on the ground and turned around to abandon him elsewhere, but the blood flowing from Huey's mouth and nose had already made an extremely obvious red mark on his body.

Billy's eyes were fixed on the red mass in the sky, he stepped on the accelerator and crashed into the invisible man.

boom!

Just like hitting an invisible pillar, the powerful collision force caused a crater to appear on the front of the car. The invisible man who had withstood the entire impact immediately flew backwards, shattering the glass of the store behind him in an instant.

Amidst the crashing sound, Billy opened the door and got out of the car, took out the electric baton from behind and rushed directly into the store.

In the store, the invulnerable invisible man stood up in just a few seconds, and his voice in the invisible state was erratic: "Impossible! How could you see me?!"

"It's true that I can't see you, but I can see other things." Billy's eyes were lowered, and his peripheral vision glanced at the blood stains on the invisible man's body, but his frontal sight was always deflected elsewhere.

Billy's actions gave the invisible man great confidence, and he couldn't help laughing wildly: "You are lying! You can't see me at all!"

After saying that, he stepped down, waved his fist and rushed towards Billy.

Looking at the blood stains flying in the air, Billy had a dragon king smile on his lips, took out a big black stick with his backhand and pressed the button.

The crackling sound of electricity echoed in the air, and looking at the flashing electric light, the smile on the invisible man's face hardened.

There was a sizzling sound, and the tip of the high-voltage electric baton was firmly pressed on the invisible man by Billy. The high-voltage current coursed through his body, reflecting layers of colorful transparent ripples on the transparent body surface.

Just like the color of foam.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds...

After letting the invisible man twitch on the ground for half a minute, Billy put away the electric baton before he was satisfied. He turned to look at Huey who walked in holding his stomach: "Do me a favor and carry him to the trunk."

...

Throwing the unconscious invisible man who was tied to his back joints into the trunk, Billy waved Huey back into the car and drove towards Brooklyn.

"Where is this going?"

"Brooklyn." Billy said casually.

"What are you doing there?"

"Find a helper." Billy snorted and smiled: "Do you think the two of us can deal with the Walt Group and the Super Seven? We have to find some helpers."

Hearing this, Huey's eyes lit up slightly: "The helper you are looking for can deal with the Walt Group and the Super Seven?"

Billy turned to look at Huey and smacked his lips: "There's a high probability that it won't work either."

Billy's words confused Huey, and he didn't understand the meaning of Billy's words for a while.

Even the helpers you find can't deal with the Vought Group and the Super Seven, so why are you looking for helpers? To lure people into trouble?

The 'innocent' Huey looked at Billy, trying to get other answers from Billy, but Billy just smiled calmly: "You're right, I just want to drag some people into the water. If there are only two of us, we can do it."

There are just too few things.”

Huey was silent, and then tentatively asked: "Your friend?"

"It must have been barely considered before." Billy looked at the trunk from the rearview mirror, but when I saw him: "It probably doesn't count anymore."

Hearing Billy's words, Huey was completely speechless. He closed his eyes and leaned back, feeling that his curiosity that night was a complete mistake!

The guy in front of me is definitely not from the FBI. How can this guy who pulls people into trouble be from the FBI?!

Brooklyn is a mixed area of ​​various ethnic groups, and the level of chaos here is comparable to that of Manhattan.

Frankie was spending time with his girlfriend when a sudden knock on the door suddenly woke him up from the bed.

Holding his pants in one hand, Frankie opened the door drowsily, and then woke up instantly when he saw Billy's disapproving face: "Don't you know what time it is now?"

"I know." Billy greeted the woman behind Frankie, and then looked at Frankie: "But I have something important to do with you."

"What happened?"

"I'll take you to see it."

A few minutes later, when he opened the trunk of the car and saw the transparent but not very transparent figure, Frankie fell silent, then silently reached out and pulled out the pistol from behind his waist: "Fuck you!"

...

Dimension Building.

As Superman, Lincoln has incredible power and status.

Therefore, finding a good-looking superhuman woman is no problem for him at all. If necessary, he can even choose the type of superhuman ability.

For example, right now, the person being held in Lincoln's arms is a superhuman with the ability to discharge electricity, codenamed Arc Light.

Looking at Lincoln who was looking at the empty space with a smile on his face while holding the wine glass, Hu Guang couldn't help but reveal a hint of curiosity in his eyes, and leaned towards Lincoln: "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing." Lincoln withdrew his gaze and waded through the mountains and rivers with ease: "I was thinking that maybe we could have a pleasant night together."

A touching smile appeared at the corner of Hu Guang's mouth, and she let Lincoln play with it, then turned over and sat on it: "What do you want?"

"Can every part of your body be discharged?" Lincoln stared at the arc light and moved his palm down: "Including here?"

Hu Guang's body couldn't help but tremble, and then he proudly raised his chest and said: "Of course!"

"Really? I don't believe it." A smile appeared on Lincoln's lips: "I want to try it myself."

"On the Role of Electric Current in Daily Life", first author: Lincoln; second author: Arc Light.

Conclusion, appropriate current will greatly increase the harmony of daily life.

While Lincoln was enjoying the nightlife with a special sense of excitement, the invisible man who was taken to a secret base transformed from an abandoned factory also experienced the effect of electricity.

Under the stimulation of 120v voltage and 60hz frequency, he could no longer remember how many times his muscles were forcibly restrained by stimulation. Fortunately, he is a superhero, and with only a mere electric current, he can still be saved!