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Chapter 193 Manchester Black: A good show is about to begin!

"This woman is really wild! Leave the plane alone, just play air surfing."

Ian looked at Diana's figure hanging behind the aircraft, and his mouth was full of complaints.

Then, he said to Rachel, "You guys are all sent to Gotham, to Batman."

"how about you?"

"Of course we went after Diana, we can't leave her alone!"

"Okay, then I'll go first." Rachel didn't bother, she jumped into the dimensional gap and left here.

Ian's legs were strong, and he rushed into the sky like a cannonball, scattered the clouds under the night, and the table caught up with Diana.

He flew beside Diana and joked, "I didn't bother you, did I?"

Diana's beautiful eyes whitened, and she said angrily, "I thought you were buried in a collapsed mountain range and crushed into meat paste."

"So I'm so weak in your eyes?"

Ian folded his arms across his chest and continued to joke with Diana.

Diana was not in such a mood. She reminded Ian, "Hurry up and help, we can use these people to find their lair."

Ian was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't think the people who lead all this would be so stupid. We followed these planes and found nothing."

Diana said optimistically: "They always have to land, they can't fly in the sky forever. As long as they land, we will find clues."

"Or, they can choose a random place to crash and self-destruct directly."

Ian pointed to the aircraft in front of them. They removed all protection and power, and slammed into the mountains in a gliding manner, emitting flames and black smoke.

"These people are really not afraid of death?" Diana's starlight flying boots gave birth to a pair of small wings, stopped in mid-air, her arms bulged, grabbed the mantra lasso, and abruptly pulled the plane to a stop.

Ian flew to the front, stretched out his hands and tore open the hatch, and said in a deep voice, "Maybe it's not a person at all, but something else."

Diana flew to Ian's side, and saw that there was no living person in the cockpit, only a group of slime-like gelatinous creatures wriggling slowly. Its body was covered with various magnetic pieces, which were connected to the aircraft's electronic system. .

"It's a new breed of puppet." Diana watched my planes crash into the mountain peaks, and didn't try to stop them.

With no one inside, Diana lost the mood for these things and let them find their own death.

"The most important project in that collapsed base is to study this kind of thing."

"Bring this thing back to Black Zero, and let Big Big Wolf study it carefully."

He said to Diana: "Let's go!"

All the aircraft crashed into the mountain wall, completing the cover-up of the actual clues in a suicide manner.

Diana nodded as she looked at the smoke column rising from the mountains, and then returned to Black Zero with Ian.

They gave all the captured things to Big Big Wolf for his research.

"Can you think of a way to restore the victim?"

Ian looked at the complex data and made his request.

While Big Big Wolf was busy, he replied: "With what you gave me, I have already figured out the steps of this transformation operation.

The operation is divided into three steps. The first step requires the person undergoing the operation to take a large number of drugs to trigger specific genes.

The second step began to go to the operating table, and all the organs of the victim were removed, leaving only an empty shell, which was thrown into the jar.

The third step is to wait, the victim who is put into the jar will slowly recover in the nutrient solution, and under specific guidance, the body will turn into this kind of jelly. "

"In other words, it is the result of natural selection that all the victims have become like this. Moreover, their brains have degenerated. Even if their bodies return to their original state, their brains will not be able to support complex intellectual movements."

"Ugh!"

Ian sighed deeply: "It seems that it is impossible to eradicate these things, we can only prevent them in advance."

As soon as Ian sighed, he received a message from Bruce: "Unfortunate news, the Luthor Group just held a press conference, announcing that they will sell the perfected transhuman genetic detector in the United States. , and there are many members of Congress standing up for him."

Ian frowned slightly, and asked, "What's going on? Why did those people's attitudes take a 180-degree turn?"

Bruce replied: "My source said that those members of Congress saw your heroic rescue of the space station, and they were scared, and wanted to find something that could provide them with confidence."

Ian laughed in his heart: "I see these bastards have done a lot of bad things, so they are afraid of me."

"Which of those people dare to say that they have a clear conscience, they all have black material on them."

Bruce also looked down on those people in Congress, and he reminded Ian: "I need your help to block the machines that are smuggled into Gotham."

"It's useless for you to look for me! I don't know how to build walls, and this kind of thing cannot be suppressed. As long as people are curious, they will always try to understand these things."

"So it's better to block it than to loose it. Instead of letting these things flow into the black market, it's better for the Wayne Group to sell them in a unified way. Not only can you figure out the hands and feet of the machine before it goes on sale, but you can also remember everyone who bought it. If something goes wrong, you can also Opportunity to react easily."

"Okay, that's all for now."

Of course Bruce can think of this method, but he hopes to cut off the source of the incident before it happens, so as not to hurt ordinary citizens.

But now it looks like his hopes are going to be dashed.

Ian told Batman all the information he found in the base, and reminded him: "I will continue to study these experimental products with Gray Wolf, and try to find a better solution. But I hope you don't have too much hope .”

"I understand!" Bruce nodded, ending the communication.

……

Somewhere in Europe, Manchester Black is facing a tablet, and the frame on the screen is filled with the fat face of Amanda Waller.

"You've let me down, Blake!"

Waller aggressively questioned the guy who had taken his own things and hadn't done anything yet.

"You call yourself 'the most powerful psychic in the world', but why did you lose so badly in front of a boy?"

"I give you the legal right to kill to let you complete your mission, not to make friends."

Even with the screen separated, the cold aura on Waller's body passed to Black's body, making him startled.

Afterwards, Manchester whistled, sat on the sofa, and replied indifferently: "Don't you just want to pull Superman off the horse? This kind of thing is too simple, and I will do it according to what we discussed."

"Don't worry, old lady, I've prepared a feast for my beloved Mr. Superman. I'll be putting on a show for the world soon."

He spoke confidently, and even got up and performed a court courtesy to Waller.

"And, I hope you don't forget the agreement between us and fulfill your promise. Otherwise, I won't let you go."

After speaking, Manchester hung up the phone directly, left and this secret place, and went to find his friends

"Hum-"

Waller looked at the hung up phone, not in a hurry, just sneered a few times: "I still need you now, so I will bear it. When the mission is over..."

She didn't say it clearly, but everyone knew what would happen to those who opposed her.

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