The Death Knell

"Wait a minute, sir, let go of my client first, let's talk slowly."

Su Ming raised his hand and pressed on the runner's elbow. The sore and numb feeling immediately made the other person let go of Bobo's passionate hand, and saw the two other people next to the talking orangutan again.

This man was wearing good-quality clothes and had a smart watch on his wrist. His skin and hair were well maintained. He looked like a middle-class person with money and leisure. At least he was quite polite.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Agent, I'm just too excited."

The young man rubbed his elbow in embarrassment. He didn't understand why the other person's forearm felt sore and numb just by touching it lightly, but he still had an apologetic smile on his face:

"I am an animal lover, and now I finally see that animals can also become superheroes. This shows that while God loves the world, he has not forgotten our human friends!"

"Understood, I understand, you are not the only one who is so excited."

Deathstroke, who was wearing a casual suit, also smiled. He liked polite people, but the necessary routines still had to continue:

"Please sit down, sit down next to our superhero, and let's talk. The superhero I'm responsible for is codenamed 'Monkey Protector'. He hasn't officially debuted yet. Please don't attract too much attention from everyone around you. Sometimes It also takes the right time for news to come to light.”

The runner looked at the one-eyed agent, then at the green-haired female assistant beside him, and finally sat down next to Bobo.

With a puzzled look on his face, he picked up the towel around his neck and wiped the sweat from his face:

"Oh, I understand, there are arrangements for publicity work. But your superhero is an orangutan, not a monkey."

"Finally!" The little gorilla stood up happily on the bench and hugged each other as if he had won a great battle: "Finally, an American can tell the difference between monkeys and orangutans! Do you know how many misunderstandings I have suffered?"

"Alas, there are still too few people who pay attention to animals. The era when everyone only likes superheroes is so sad."

The man also hugged the little orangutan, feeling the smooth feel of the fur and smelling the scent of the orangutan's shampoo, and he showed an ecstatic expression.

"Let go, don't move your hands or feet, and speak properly, or I will throw you into the lake immediately." Su Ming pinched the man's trapezius muscle again and applied a little more strength. The man immediately shrank into a ball, feeling so painful. Grinning his teeth.

"Ah, I won't touch him anymore, no, is your Walt company even so good as an agent? It is truly a big family of superheroes."

The miserable man immediately fell from the animal paradise into the hell of pain. He begged for mercy again and again, because the one-eyed man's hand was like an iron pincer and he couldn't get rid of it.

"We are not from Watt Company, but from Tianqiong Group. This national guardian monkey is the first superhero we are going to launch." Su Ming let go of his hand, but stared at the running man with a serious look. This was a kind of warn.

Obviously, the more severe pain made him remember it for a long time. At this time, he could only grin and express surprise:

"Is it the second company to form a superhero team? Wow, I knew that the monopoly management of Walter Company would attract resistance from other capitals. By the way, I understand, you want to release the Monkey God Will it be set at the same time that Vought Corporation announces the results of the new superhero draft? It’s a very clever trick to ride on the popularity.”

"Thank you for your love, but it's time for us to leave. Don't follow us, don't talk nonsense, or you'll have to wait to receive a lawyer's letter."

Strangulation had already stolen this passerby's memory under the cover of pain. Su Ming also understood the current time and could naturally leave.

Picking up Bobo who was standing beside him, he winked at Lorna, and the three of them quickly left the reluctant new fan.

At this time, the animal fans thought they had guessed the operation strategy of this new company, which made the trio angry, so they could only watch the orangutan leave, stood up and waved goodbye:

"Monkey Protector, I will follow your Twitter and Facebook! Come on!"

In fact, the three of them didn't go very far. They just came to a blind spot through the trees on the lakeside.

"Actually, he's quite nice. It's rare for me to have a fan, orangutan, and you won't let me enjoy other people's love for a while longer." Bobo was still a little shy. She looked pretty in the mirror.

Su Ming contacted the adjutant and asked her to teleport a car over, which would at least hide everyone in the dark. At the same time, she continued to talk, breaking Bobo's dream.

"Pay attention to what this man says. He is an animal lover, not an animal protectionist, so whether his love for you is love or ice love, I can't say. I'm afraid you have gained someone like that in the rice circle. What’s the name here? It’s an illegitimate meal.”

The orangutan frowned. The man did touch his butt during the hug. He didn't notice it at the time, but now he heard what Deathstroke said.

"Is there really such a perverted person? This earth seems to be quite normal, and there is no sign of the enemy yet."

"The earth with superheroes is not normal, and I know this earth, which is crazier than our DC universe. As for the relationship between humans and orangutans, let me ask you a question."

Su Ming, who was smoking a cigar, received the stretched luxury car from the adjutant in a hidden place, and put the little Bobo into the driver's seat:

"In the modern medical community, it is generally believed that the source of AIDS is orangutans in Africa. So the question is, what did the first human who contracted AIDS do to the orangutans?"

"Alas!"

Before the detective in the back seat could say anything, Polaris next to Su Ming made a sound of disgust, his chin retracted, and the skin around his nose wrinkled, as if he thought of something bad.

"Don't ask me. Besides, don't you think it's too dark to ask an orangutan this question?"

Bobo's head shook like a rattle. He actually knew that Africa was simply a hell for orangutans.

He once heard Father Midnight say that deep in that black continent, there are still many savage and primitive tribes. If the natives there can't find a wife, they will capture the female orangutan, shave her hair and imprison her in accordance with tradition. 'Used' in a cage

I don’t know if this is true, but Bobo doesn’t want to go to Africa at all.

But this kind of thing cannot be said, because if Deathstroke knows, he will come up with some dark plan.

So the clever detective changed the subject. He sat in the driver's seat and swayed his two short legs to show the distance between his feet and the accelerator and brake pedals:

"Why do you put me here? Do you want an orangutan to drive? Or is this some new bad joke?"

"What a big deal, you can even fly the Qiongji, but you can't drive a car? Don't worry, this is a Wilson luxury extended limousine produced by my own factory. Not to mention the automatic transmission, its defense is stronger than ordinary tanks. .”

As he spoke, Su Ming pulled Polaris into the back seat, opened the small refrigerator, took out the champagne and started drinking:

"As for the pedal being out of reach, that's easy to fix, Lorna."

As soon as Polaris raised his hand, the accelerator and brake pedal levers immediately extended, and the metal base under the seat began to twist, immediately transforming the cab into a style that an orangutan could drive.

The small screen on the vehicle's electronic navigation also lit up, and the adjutant's image appeared on it:

"The scan of the target location is completed and the transmission begins."