The Death Knell

Unfortunately, the bunker was a bunker after all, not an office building. Although Su Ming found everyone's bedrooms and offices upstairs, there was no useful information at all.

Not to mention the way to contact Mustache, Jibo should have kept everything in his mind. And his internal organs, brain, and even soul were not taken away by which demon, so Su Ming had no need to use the time gem for some information.

So let's take a look at the progress on Howard's side first. Maybe he and Zola can find some clues, especially Zola. Memory digitization can be said to be his specialty, and there may be progress now.

"Let's go, there is nothing useful here. I found one in the secret room, but it is filled with Jibo's personal collection of interests." Su Ming returned to Parham and shook his head at him.

"Hobby collection?" Ghost Rider was a little confused.

"Ah, there's obviously something wrong with that guy's brain. He likes to collect all kinds of moths. The secret room is like a small moth museum, but those creatures are obviously useless to us."

Su Ming patted himself. The scene in the secret room was enough to make people's trypophobia attack immediately. Just the pupae piled in the basket, constantly squirming and hatching, were very disgusting, not to mention there were too many, and there were stains on the walls and ceiling. It's all kinds of moths.

Collecting specimens is normal; collecting large amounts of live moths is definitely a disease. Even so, he still searched the secret room carefully and came out after finding nothing. He only felt very uncomfortable with scale powder on his body.

In fact, it's just a psychological effect. After all, there is still strangulation, but many people have a bad impression of flying and furry things, such as bats.

"Moth huh?" Parham shrugged and adjusted his cowboy hat.

"What do you mean? You 'moth'?" Su Ming felt that Parham's tone was a little strange.

The former soldier patted his black horse and combed the hair on its neck with one arm: "Some people like moths because they like the ugliness that emerges from the cocoon. And some people like moths to fly into the flames. Cruel. A friend once told me that the moth god symbolizes transformation and nirvana in voodoo. Which kind of mage do you think he was?"

Su Ming smiled and shook his head, watching Xili play with the tank not far away: "Him? I guess what he likes is raising moths. He is a person who likes to be different. He is Kamatai Ji's first traitor in eight hundred years, you know how much he likes to be different from others."

"It seems that the power of magic makes him feel superior, and he further wants to be different from other magicians." Parham can probably understand this idea of ​​wanting to be different. He has participated in the war, and on the battlefield , all the people look the same, they are all some kind of parts or chess pieces.

Some people have such a personality that they like to express themselves, even if they take huge risks. For example, the Red Baron of the German Air Force, with its all-red aircraft livery, is unique on the battlefield.

So no matter how well it flies, it will still die in the end.

"He has fulfilled his wish. I helped him." Su Ming waved to Xili and signaled her to stop playing: "The way he died was different from anyone else's. He is unique."

Parham forced a smile in response to Deathstroke's cold joke, and then he activated his ability. With a ferocious expression, both men and horses were enveloped in flames.

He guessed that Deathstroke would definitely plan to destroy this place, and the flames of hell would naturally be the first choice for destroying buildings.

"Hey, can this tank be taken away? I haven't figured it out yet." Xili walked over, looking back three times. She was very interested in that tank.

She has naturally played with Wilson Enterprise's own iron-walled tanks, but compared with the products of the German military industry, they are just like tractors in the farmland.

Originally, Su Ming planned to burn the mountain into glass, and then everyone left in magic floating cloaks.

But if Xili wants to play with tanks, then take it back and let her play with it.

Su Ming touched her head and asked her to drive the tank over, and then waited for the Ghost Rider to use the strange gun in his hand to burn the bunker in the mountain until it was as translucent as a coal kiln, and the three of them regrouped.

Then he cleared his throat and raised his head: "Heimdall?"

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"Hey, someone called you." Thor held a watermelon in one hand and a burger in the other, and poked Heimdall with his elbow.

The original plan of the group was to go to Loki's palace for dinner. His place was better decorated and the scenery was better.

But Sif wanted her brother to try watermelon, and after talking to Thor, Thor felt that there was no problem. Anyway, she had gotten so much food in exchange for this time, and she had such a good relationship with Heimdall, so she gave him some. .

So after returning to the Immortal Palace, they simply sat in the observatory and ate.

The Rainbow Bridge is usually not used at all, and Heimdall is very quiet here. Odin has gone to bed, so who can care about having a dinner here?

Heimdall originally refused to eat, but Thor and Loki kept persuading him, and the Three Warriors kept provoking him with words. Even Sif insisted on letting him eat a hot dog.

There is no other way, Heimdall can only be really fragrant.

After eating the hot dog, I wanted to eat another hamburger. My throat was very dry, so I drank some strong drinks or low-alcohol alcohol.

There is no rule in the Immortal Palace that you are not allowed to drink while on duty. Everyone here loves wine, and if a group of people drinks, it will naturally lead to no end.

For some reason, Heimdall seemed to gradually forget his mental burden while eating these things. Looking at the natural smiling faces of Thor and the young people, he felt extremely relaxed.

Until that devilish whisper echoed in my ears again.

He could only sigh, put down the wine bottle in his hand, controlled the Rainbow Bridge with his sword, and reluctantly brought Deathstroke and the others to the fairy palace again.

Not only did the people come this time, Deathstroke also brought a super large steel box.

"Oh? Are you eating?" Su Ming was not surprised to see Thor and the others. He smiled and nodded to them, and then continued to talk to Heimdall as if nothing was wrong: "The tank was delivered to my house, and the three of us delivered it to my house." SSR perimeter.”

Thor also smiled and nodded to Su Ming, lowered his head and continued to deal with the burger.

The three warriors looked at each other, are they from Midgard? But why does it seem as if he is at home in Immortal Palace? When did Thor know this kind of person? There are a lot of questions that I can’t figure out.

But since the prince didn't say anything, just continue eating and drinking.

Only Loki's expression was gloomy. He remembered this person. It was he who took away the helmet as evidence last time, causing him to be banned by Odin for several years.

But how did Thor meet this man? If you are weird, don't show it...

So he immediately put on a business smile and nodded gracefully to Su Ming and his party.

Heimdall closed his eyes helplessly. He didn't want Deathstroke and Thor to come into contact at all. The eldest prince had a weak head. If the Supreme Mage plotted against him, he would not be able to climb out of the pit.

So he quickly pulled the giant sword twice and sent the man and the tank away immediately. When he saw everything in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief and raised the back of his hand to wipe the sweat.

Loki's eyes rolled, he looked down at the mustard-coated sausage in his hand, and smiled: "Thor, my brother, when did you meet the Midgardians? Do you know who he is? person?"

Thor chewed the cabbage leaves like a hamster, and answered vaguely with a confused look on his face: "Huh? I don't know him."

Loki's smile froze, and he wanted to find out from Thor the identity of the person seeking revenge: "Then why did you smile and nod at him?"

"He smiled and asked me if I was eating, and I naturally smiled and said 'yeah'. There was something in my mouth, so I could only nod." Thor swallowed the vegetable leaves and took another sip of wine. , letting the golden wine slide down his beard, he answered matter-of-factly.

Heimdall intervened in their conversation. He warned Loki seriously: "Don't provoke that person, and don't ask too many questions, otherwise Odin will be very unhappy."

Loki licked his lips and responded with a smile. No one knew what he was thinking: "So, are you Odin's guest? I understand."

Thor put a bottle of wine into his arms nonchalantly and patted Loki on the shoulder: "What are you thinking about? Since the old man allowed him to enter the fairy palace, he will not be an enemy. Come on, drink!"

"Why am I the one drinking again?" Loki pretended to be helpless. This was his way of eating and drinking.

He deliberately showed that he didn't like the food and drink, and in order to bully him, these fools would force him to eat and drink, so he actually didn't pay anything. As long as he pretended to follow reluctantly, he got all the food and drink.

"Drink! Drink! Drink!" The three warriors laughed immediately, slapping their thighs and cheering. Although Sif didn't say anything, she still stared at the wine bottle with a smile, and her meaning was self-evident.

"Okay, I'll drink it, but don't let me drink more, it tastes terrible." Loki blew on the bottle with a look of reluctance, drank it all, and then slammed the bottle to the ground. .

"good!"

The noisy friends started clapping again, they seemed very happy. Loki lowered his head and wiped the corners of his mouth, sneering in his heart...

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Turning his attention back to the Deathstroke Team, after arriving at the outskirts of Camp Caspian, Parham said that he would not go in. After all, according to official records, he died early in the Civil War.

Entering an agent's lair like SSR now would be a very unpleasant experience for oneself.

Although being targeted by a bunch of agents is not a threat, being harassed all the time is very annoying.

After hearing this, Ciri didn't plan to go in, because someone might have seen her wandering around New York and living in Chuji Academy. If she exposed Deathstroke's true identity, it would be more than worth the loss.

Although she was also very curious about SSR and wanted to see which one was better than the spider web, she still gave up very wisely.

Su Ming thought for a while and simply gave Xili a stack of money and asked her to take Parham to Los Angeles to take a shower. The Warlock Commandos and Jibo were dealt with, and the problem of the Hellfire Club was also understood. Next, he still It's easier to act on your own.

So he was alone, as if an acquaintance was visiting, ignoring the surrounding troops and SSR security, and strode into the underground of the facility.