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The next second Hal knew why the keyboard said that name, because a corpse with a missing arm and chest injuries suddenly appeared on the ground.

By the way, the man who stabbed this gentleman to death was Hal Jordan.

Click!

The sound of taking pictures around me woke up my buddy who was in a sluggish state.

After reacting, Hal looked down at the fresh corpse that he was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with. Then he raised his head and asked with his eyes the keyboard that was playing with the shape of another corpse.

Maybe it was because Supergirl gave him enough money, and Zhang San, who was so focused on how to help his boss build a background board, didn't even notice the looks from others.

"Sir, what's going on?"

Pointing to the dead man on the ground with both hands, Hal wanted to know why the keyboard wanted to kill a Green Lantern, no matter what Sinestro
He thought for a few seconds, recalling how strict the other party was in training him and how he kept a straight face all day long. Hal really couldn't find any words to praise the other party.

"He is from another world, not the instructor you know."

Standing next to the experimental table, Bruce put on gloves and studied Darkseid's body in other worlds. He also explained to Green Light the origin of Sinestro's body.

Just when Hal was stunned, the other two people paid to rent themselves a keyboard trophy.

Supergirl Kara Zor-El chose the Guardian of the Universe who became a mummy because she heard that in this corpse's world, the Guardians of the Universe watched the destruction of Krypton.

Kara Zor-El, who stepped on the head of one of the mummies and put on a Kryptonian uniform, also held a rented Kryptonian weapon in her hand: "Are you ready?"

Click!

"Perfect!"

Zhang San returned the phone she used to take pictures. The photos taken by a man with many years of experience in street photography can definitely satisfy the customer.

“I didn’t expect that the photos cost 20,000 yuan, but they turned out quite well.”

She couldn't afford to rent Darkseid's dick, which started out at 100,000 yuan, but Kara Zor-El, the Guardian of the Universe who could take photos and pose casually for only 10,000 yuan, could still pay the money.

Putting down her Kryptonian weapons and taking off her uniform, this woman opened her social media platform and posted a @Keyboard update with a new photo.

After packing up, Zhang San walked over and took a look, and then said, "You also have to pay for drainage."

The lady with a rather speechless expression turned her head to look at it, and then clicked on the poor follower list with few keyboards: "There are even those Wreck-It Kings from Philadelphia in it, why not me?"

Zhang San took out his mobile phone and followed her account after a few operations.

"Now you can give me money, use my name to attract traffic of 100,000 yuan at a time."

"Then can I delete it and rent another one?"

The price of impulsiveness is a bit high. Super Girl cannot accept that she will have to pay 100,000 yuan for just one @keyboard update.

"Even if you delete the post now, someone on the Internet will still see it."

Watching the excitement is not too big a deal. Hal, who was staying next to Bruce to observe and study, casually said something that could increase his hatred value.

Sure enough, after saying this, the blonde lady looked at him with something else in her eyes.

Maybe Hal will be beaten with a sack by an unknown person one day and then thrown into the ditch. With Supergirl's strong physical fitness, she can definitely do it!

"Since we are friends, you just need to give me another ten thousand."

It is indeed a bit expensive to charge 100,000 yuan for a post, and it is someone else’s @keyboard post. But if he said ten thousand, Supergirl would definitely agree. Compromise is a word that everyone likes. If the money is too much, the other party cannot afford it, and if the money is less, he will not be satisfied. Ten thousand is just right.

"Five thousand." Supergirl also wanted to buy this post at a lower price.

"Give me five thousand and I'll take it out."

No one can break the value of his friendship into a shattering value in front of Zhang San, not even if the other person is a blond girl!
The other party looked at the balance on his phone and said a little embarrassedly: "I only have seven thousand left."

In order to take those few photos showing her face, Kara Zor-El almost spent all the money she earned as a game blogger. But she didn’t want to be blocked by the keyboard, because this guy’s account had hundreds of millions of fans.

The last Poison Ivy who used keyboard traffic now has millions of fans. If she can rely on this news and attention to reach one million fans, she will not only get back the money she spent, but also earn more.

"Perhaps I can pay the remaining three thousand in another way?"

"I'm a keyboard, ma'am."

Zhang San didn't know if there was something wrong with her, or if he had misunderstood the meaning of this sentence. No matter how it sounded, it felt like the two of them were in a program delivering pizza or repairing water pipes and weeding?
Those who were doing research not far away and those who were watching others doing research were all looking towards them. Supergirl's words were very clear in the Batcave even if she wasn't too loud.

We are all adults, there is nothing we don’t understand.

"I mean baking a cake. Didn't you say that the Alien Botanical Garden will be opening soon? I'll help you bake a cake to repay the money."

"What kind of baker can earn three thousand a day?!"

Even if the street workers in Evergreen Town were paid fifty yuan to take four orders an hour, it would only cost two thousand in ten hours.

If you charge unlimited times by the hour, ten hours will only cost you 2,600 yuan!

This baker from Krypton has gold dust on his hands?

"I'm selling cakes! I will send the baked cakes over."

"Can you do so much?" Zhang San took out his cell phone and counted in front of her.

The price of custom-made small cakes in the supermarket is fifteen yuan, and ordinary small cakes are cheaper, unless the lady wants to make hundreds of customized ones, or more than a thousand ordinary ones.

The cakes can be stored for up to two days, which is definitely not enough time for custom-made cakes. Ordinary cakes can be made in batches of 500 a day, but there is a chance.

"Why don't you go into the sea to get some gold coins? You will definitely find a sunken ship with a treasure chest in one day."

"Yeah, how could I forget this!"

The inspired woman immediately ran back to the room to change her clothes, and then went out wearing the black Al family tights sent by Clark.

After a while, Bruce in front of the big screen received a communication from Arthur.

(Someone just broke into Atlantis and robbed several boxes of gold coins from the treasure house. Bruce, guess who that person is.)
"The keyboard asked her to go. I can ask the keyboard to come over if you're ready to talk to it."

Arthur on the other side was quiet for a few seconds, and then hung up the communication.

He was in no mood to chat with a keyboard guy who would call him Grass Carp Man when he saw him. This guy was more hateful than the woman who stole the gold coins from Atlantis.

Thanks to it, Aquaman and Fish can reach world-class levels.

(End of this chapter)