The Death Knell

The next morning, leaving Valkyrie asleep at home, Su Ming started his own action.

The first thing is to go to the Divine Spear Bureau to find Zheng Xian. Next, if we have to deal with a large-scale multiverse merger, we must discuss it with Lao Zheng. By the way, we need to inquire about the situation and ask if there is any progress in the research on the Celestial Group. .

After all, starting from Zhang Heng in the Han Dynasty, the Celestial Dynasty had already begun to study the Celestial God Group, more than a thousand years earlier than the West. The foundation is there.

After flying into the Tianhuan base in a familiar manner, saying hello to some familiar Tianchao heroes on the way, Su Ming walked into Lao Zheng's office with a smile.

It was still the same, the director's office was filled with smoke. I don't know whether it was caused by staying up late or being smoked. Zheng Xian's eyes were as red as rabbits.

"Old Zheng, are you working too hard?" Su Ming opened the door to help him ventilate, and turned on the ventilation fan at the same time: "As the Supreme Mage, I don't have as much pressure as you, even if it's the end of the world, I will still be there. Holding it in front, what are you worried about?"

"Hey, Brother Deathstroke, my situation is different from yours." Zheng Xian, who was standing at the window looking out at the sea, walked back to his desk, put out his cigarette butt in the ashtray, and smiled tiredly: "Sit I dare not forget to worry about my country, things have to be settled before the coffin is closed. Sitting in my position, many things will not be settled until the dust settles, but I can't sleep."

Su Ming sat on the sofa, took out a bag of tea leaves and slapped it on the table, washing the tea set calmly:

"Who can blame you? You didn't even mention taking on an apprentice, you didn't even find a capable deputy, and now you are complaining to me, brother, then all I can say is that you deserve it, haha."

He complained as soon as he came up. According to Su Ming's understanding of Zheng Xian, this was a precursor to asking for help.

"You, okay, I'll just tell you the truth, brother." Seeing that he had been seen through, Zheng Xian stopped pretending. He simply sat down next to Su Ming and took over the tea making thing: "Brother, I I’ve been having a bit of a headache recently because of the mutant thing.”

"Is it about Utopia?" Su Ming knew he was talking about the founding of the mutant nation.

"Yes, some registered mutants want to leave our big family and join over there. Look at this." Zheng Xian smiled and kept pouring hot water with a purple clay pot in his hand.

The meaning is also very obvious, even Professor Charles and Magneto in Utopia are considered people covered by the death knell.

Now there are powerful mutants who want to escape from the Divine Spear Bureau, but Zheng Xian does not want to let them go, but it is not easy for him to start without knowing the attitude of the Supreme Mage on this matter.

No need to explain in detail, Su Ming immediately understood what he meant, just tore open the tea bag and asked:

"Among the people you mentioned who are leaving the Spear Bureau, are there any mutants I know?"

"Probably not. They are all juniors. You should also understand that those who have gone through hard times with me are very determined. Only some young people have been brainwashed by the idea of ​​freedom."

The director responded immediately. He knew the situation very well.

"Since there is no one I know, what does it matter to me?" Su Ming shrugged. He leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs: "Just follow the rules of your Divine Spear Bureau. An organization with military management should have Something like military regulations, right?”

"Yes, of course there is, but it is the current international trend for mutants to be independent and self-reliant, and I don't want to go against the trend of the times. But those people were trained by the Spear in the past, who spent a lot of resources and time, and they also know many domestic secrets. It’s a bit unethical to just pat your butt and leave now.”

Lao Zheng, who squinted his eyes, handed over the teacup, shook his head and explained the problem.

It's not that the Divine Spear Bureau won't let people go, it's that they can't let people go in vain.

If Professor .

"Huh, I understand. I'll help you make an appointment with Charles to talk. I won't interfere in any way. Everyone is on earth anyway." Su Ming took a sip from the tea cup and closed his eyes to taste it: "Let's go out. Get some fresh air, I heard that there is the best morning tea in the south of the Yangtze River in Lanxi Youfu. You also claim to be the fifth most talented person in the south of the Yangtze River in the Ming Dynasty. Can you introduce me to it?"

Zheng Xian stood up with a smile and walked out of the office with the death knell:

"In the Ming Dynasty, the four great talents in Jiangnan were Tang Bohu, Zhu Zhishan, Wen Zhengming, and Xu Zhenqing."

"Stop, I asked you to introduce the morning tea at Lanxi Youfu. Why are you introducing the four great talents to me? I know those things!" Su Ming covered his face speechlessly. The mutant thing was not as important to him as the morning tea. : "By the way, speaking of introducing living people, have you ever heard of a person codenamed 'Shangqi'? His real name is Zheng Shangqi."

"No, it sounds like a warrior? Do you need me to ask someone to check?"

Zheng Xian rubbed his stomach. He was also a little hungry, but he didn't care much about it.

"No need. Since he is not a relative of yours, I will arrange for someone to kill him. If he doesn't like him." After walking out of the air-tight door and onto the balcony where the wind was howling, Su Ming took off the cloak behind him and asked Old Zheng Take your seat.

"Tsk, I don't mind if you kill people, but can you not do it in the territory of China? I also have a quota for solving crimes every year. You give me an unsolved case. It is not in line with the rules if I don't investigate, but there is nothing you can do about sending someone to investigate. Let me give an account to my brothers."

Zheng Xian is also very straightforward. The Supreme Mage has been protecting the earth, so what if he wants to kill someone who doesn't like him?

People who do special intelligence work have long forgotten these details. In the current sense of justice, just think that the person named Shangqi died for the earth. When the Supreme Mage is in a good mood, he can better protect mankind, right?

"Not in China, that man has long been a U.S. citizen and has adopted the U.S. Army as his godfather. I asked the adjutant to check it out. He seems to be planning to help several consortiums come to China to dig up the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin. Behind those consortiums is AIM. Pioneer technology.”

Deathstroke spread out his hands and shrugged towards Zheng Xian, with a narrow expression:

"Now, from your standpoint, do you think I did the right thing by killing him?"

"That's right, you are really my good brother. If I really let such a villain succeed, where will I put my face?" Zheng Xian turned his head and winked behind him, and immediately a staff member calmly said After leaving, he smiled again, took Deathstroke's hand and thanked him: "Well, I've invited you to have morning tea today, you can order whatever you want."

"Haha, would you like to accept Brother Zheng's kindness? Please!"

The two flew away in their cloaks, chatting happily along the way. In fact, Su Ming just said that and did not mobilize any manpower to carry out any assassination.

But when Lao Zheng heard that foreigners wanted to help AIM dig the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, didn't he arrange for someone to deal with it?

Su Ming, who had done nothing, still got morning tea for nothing. In this way, today's trip was not in vain, and the matter was settled.

In fact, if we were on earth, the normal flow of immigrants would not matter, but people like Shang-Chi, who learned Chinese martial arts and grew up eating Chinese food, but think that everything in China is bad and that the air in the United States is free and sweet?

If he were to see advanced civilizations such as the Transcendents and Constructors in the future, wouldn't he still change jobs? Saying that everything is bad about human beings?

Deathstroke's 40K Earth does not need such a person, and will be directly expelled from the planet.