The Death Knell

Hurrying slowly, Diana and the three of them still witnessed the battle just now, if it could be called a battle.

"I knew this skeleton was strong, but I didn't expect it to be so strong."

Diana, who was holding a sword and shield, was a little hesitant. Although she wanted to have a fight with the skeleton, the other party's behavior was very strange, so she had to stop and think carefully.

Judging from the spiderweb-like cracks that were kicked out of the angel statue's chest just now, this skeleton's combat power is beyond imagination. This also shows that when the two sisters besieged him before, he had spared himself. .

After all, being tied up is really not an injury except for the psychological damage.

"I also thought he and the Angel Statue were in the same group." Kara touched her neck. She still felt out of breath, and it was really not suitable to fight immediately: "But they started fighting, could they be trying to grab credit? ?”

The current position of this skeleton is a mystery. Isn't he a killer sent by Blank? But another force?

So what does he plan to do with Superman?

"No, it's not about taking credit. The skeleton just had murderous intentions." Harley yawned. She seemed to be acting abnormally after taking the medicine: "It's just that the mother's body is stronger than his." Just imagine, that’s why I didn’t get kicked to death.”

"Where did you see that?"

Diana slapped away Harley's hand touching her lower back, asking the little madman to be more serious.

"The intuition of a psychiatrist." Harry tilted his mouth in pain, and said an answer that was not an answer: "I think we should keep this distance, don't be discovered, don't be thrown away, just follow secretly. , let’s see what he plans to do.”

At this time, the skeleton was still walking, even walking more slowly. It would look around for a while before going a certain distance, as if it were a thief.

The three girls could only do the same as him, walking around and doing all kinds of bad things in order not to be discovered by him.

For example, hiding in a row behind billboards, mixing in the crowd and pretending to be passers-by, etc. are all things they have not experienced much before.

Brother Eye's drone in the sky seems to see it more clearly. Because of the different visual angles, it is easy to see that the skeleton is obviously looking for something, and the angle of the shoulder rotation is very obvious.

A skeleton walked in front, and three women chased behind. They were racing in the bustling future city. After about five minutes, the skeleton stopped. He seemed to have found his destination.

From the perspective of the drone, you can see that the skeleton's chest rises and falls once, like an animated character taking an exaggerated deep breath, and then you see him pushing open the huge glass door of a company, 'floating' like a ghost. Got in.

This is a company that is also shrouded in colorful light pollution. It also occupies a skyscraper as thick as Optimus Pillars, and has employees who are equally insensitive.

But the difference is that people in other companies can wear whatever clothes they want, and they can wear cyberpunk-style decorations, such as transparent acrylic.

Here, people are wearing brown windbreakers, black striped suit pants, dark brown leather shoes, and brown fedoras on their heads.

They have uniform uniforms, which makes this company look like a regular army among a bunch of garbage.

The skeleton walked through the front hall, which was hundreds of meters long, and came to the front desk. He looked at the smiling lady behind the counter, but the other person's eyes seemed to be through his head, looking into the distance without focus. .

Just when the three ladies who were peeping at the door thought that this communication attempt would be no different from the previous ones, the skeleton took out some medicinal powder from the black cloth pocket, picked a little bit with the tip of his finger bone, and flicked to the front desk lady's face.

"puff!"

I saw that the young lady who was still giggling suddenly performed an astonishing facial expression. She rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue. The liquids of drool, nose, and tears could even be said to have sprayed out directly from her facial features.

Kara frowned and whispered to the sisters:

"She peed behind the counter and I could hear and smell it."

"Ah, it seems that having a super sense of smell is really not a good thing." Harley shook her head in disgust, and the corners of her red mouth turned down: "If it were me, if I had to smell other people's excrement all the time, I would probably I would have committed suicide a long time ago, I am not as strong as I think I am.”

"Haha, our superpowers can actually be controlled through biological force fields." Kara explained to the doctor sister. She also cutely stretched out a finger and drew a stick figure-like sketch on the glass of the company's door: "When I don't want to smell smells that I shouldn't smell, I can use biological force fields to control my sense of smell within the range of an ordinary person."

"Don't talk about this topic, please pay attention." Diana interrupted the disgusting topic between the two women, using her chin to indicate that she should focus on the task: "The front desk lady seems to be awake, Harley, you have tasted it before The medicine powder made by the skeleton, it seems to be able to free people from the control of the terminal?"

"Uh, um, ha, maybe?" Harley said very uncertainly. She seemed a little confused and her face wrinkled up: "To be honest, I have never taken that kind of drug before. I just know , that thing is definitely the most hallucinogenic in the universe. If I hadn’t been mentally ill, I would have..."

As she spoke, she turned her palms over, probably like a fish turning on its belly.

"Sir, what business do you need to handle?"

At this time, the lady at the front desk seemed to have entered another strange state. According to theory, normal people would at least scream or run away when they saw a skeleton in action. But the skeleton in her eyes seemed to be a normal person, and she wiped it while Face, generally greet guests warmly.

The skeleton did not speak. He took out a small notebook with a picture of a bat from the pocket of his tuxedo, opened it and wrote a few lines in it.

Because of the angle, the three women couldn't see what he wrote, and Brother Eye's drone couldn't enter the building. At the same time, no monitoring equipment was found here, so what he wrote became a new mystery.

Although she could only continue to eavesdrop and peek, Wonder Woman could be sure that the skeleton was not lost for nothing, because after the receptionist read the words or pictures in his book, she immediately nodded understandingly, picked up the intercom and dialed a Number.

"Boss, there is an 'old friend' here who wants to see you. He calls himself this, just like the person you expected to come."

"..." There was no sound coming from the other end of the phone, or in other words, it was a sound that could be heard in the material world.

"Okay, guest, that elevator is the way up." The front desk lady pointed with her hand, and a crack opened in the mirror-like wall in the distance, revealing the elevator car behind: "He's waiting. You, have a nice day.”

The skeleton began to gnash his teeth again, and he seemed indeed happy. He carried Superman and a bag of medicine powder, and swaggered towards the elevator.