The FBI in the American comics, the first battle to persuade Harley Quinn

The mold-infected person who was captured by Li Chengfeng and sent to the sandbox as a research subject during the New Raccoon City incident.

She now looks a little younger than before. Although her skin is still cold and pale, it no longer has the original gray corpse-like texture.

Slightly...

It looks a bit like a human.

Moreover, it was originally a force slightly stronger than the tyrant, but now it is completely incomparable.

Even Gemma had no doubt that she could travel to the parallel universe to perform the same mission as the BSAA.

Because the current Madam Bashi is also a relative of Li Chengfeng...

It’s just the one that Li Chengfeng has forgotten.

The upgrading of the Black God's consciousness also allowed her, the owner of the mold, to be registered as one of Li Chengfeng's followers.

After that, I stayed in the sandbox, constantly debugging and adapting to the enhanced power.

The battle suit she wears, which looks thin and even looks like a sexy tights to ordinary people, is a pseudo-symbiote battle suit recently created by Sandbox based on the properties of Venom.

But Max stared at the eight-foot-tall man in front of him, and finally blurted out something that was earth-shattering, tear-jerking, and not suitable for children...

"Hold the grass?"

"Taimanin?"

Chapter 820 Leon and the Red Trench Coat

"What Taimanin? I advise you not to talk nonsense!" Gemma glanced at Max, "Although I don't know what this thing you are talking about is, but your expression tells me... this thing is definitely obscene."

"Ahem, you know me well."

Max forced himself to shift his attention away from the eight-foot-tall man.

Although this Taimanin-like outfit is extremely eye-catching, he himself does not feel ashamed at all.

"It has nothing to do with understanding or not... Let's get back to the point!" Gemma pointed to the parallel universe information receiving device beside her, "Now that the BSAA team has set off, how can I send Lady Hachisha to them?"

"It's simple. Just find a guide..."

Max pressed a button at random.

Then a few seconds later, there was a flash of blue light.

The tall two-headed birdman gradually appeared in front of everyone.

"Mortal, why do you summon the great Fate Weaver?"

"Carlos Fateweaver, one of the Lords of Change, also known as Tzeentch..." Max looked at the information in his hand, then raised his head to look at the huge two-headed birdman and smiled calmly, "You should know about the cooperative relationship between our FBI and the subspace, right?"

"Yes." "No!"

The two heads came up with different answers at the same time.

"No? This two-headed bird is here, and the left brain is attacking the right brain?" Lady Hachisha, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke up, "What's going on?"

"The Lord of Change has two heads, one speaks the truth and the other speaks lies... and we can't use some simple questions to determine which head is honest, because it is possible that the functions will be swapped after each speech." Max smiled. She has been dealing with these things in the subspace for a long time, so she knows everything about them. "My suggestion is to correct this habit, otherwise the FBI will cut off the subsidies to the big demons..."

"Ahem, I'm just a little used to it. Endless years in the warp will more or less develop some bad habits, right?"

Upon hearing that the subsidy was cut, Carlos Weaver instantly returned to normal.

Sure enough, even the great demon Tzeentch would speak immediately when he heard that the supply was going to be cut off.

"It's good to be normal... Now your mission is to take this lady and follow the trail left by your master in the subspace to the ninth parallel universe."

"Oh, just lead the way, no problem." Carlos Fate Weaver's two heads nodded repeatedly, "It's not a difficult task... Just follow behind the master, right?"

"That's right, you don't need to do anything extra."

"That's easy. Mission accomplished!" Carlos Fateweaver said as he opened the entrance to the warp. He also said, "This is our Tzeentch Daemon... If it were a group of Khorne Daemon who only know how to run rampant in the warp, it would be difficult to deal with."

"Enough of your subspace-specific praising and trampling."

And Mr. Hachisha lowered his head and looked at Zhenma.

"Jemma, do you think the Great Savior...would approve of me?"

"As long as you complete your mission, he will definitely acknowledge your identity." Zhenma nodded to Master Bashi. "After all, in terms of your life nature, you are now Agent Li Chengfeng's dependent, there is no doubt about that... and Agent Li Chengfeng is also a man who knows how to be flexible."

"Then... is that kind of thing okay?"

The body of Hachishaku-sama, which was filled with the charm of a mature European aristocratic lady, trembled slightly.

"Well, I still advise you to be more open-minded." Gemma sighed, "Although you have told me for the thousandth time that you want to sacrifice your life and body for the great savior, I still hope you don't do it... First of all, this thing can't be broadcast, and secondly..."

"You don't want to be killed by Hela, the Goddess of Death, do you?"

……

"Well, the private goods of superheroes are really powerful... My pistol can't even penetrate it completely! This is a fine magic tool made by combining uru metal and vibranium!"

Leon couldn't help but exclaim in amazement as he looked at the bat suit that was destroyed after being shot several times with his two guns.

There are at least dozens of equally sturdy battle suits on display here...

Even the screen of the 3D printer next to it shows the amount of remaining material.

After testing the quality of the armor, Leon went to the 3D printer without hesitation.

Looking for armor doesn't mean he wants to cosplay Batman...

This will definitely be targeted in advance by some so-called super-powered zombies.

It was a negative factor for him to carry out the mission.

"Okay, okay, let me see..."

“Wow, this template of a long red trench coat looks pretty cool…Does the Batman in this universe have this kind of aesthetic?”

"Black lining...pants...boots...done!"

Leon hummed a little tune as he operated back and forth on the screen of the 3D printer, and finally determined the specific image of the armor.

All in all, it has nothing to do with Batman standing out.

"Om..."

The 3D printer started working, and soon, protective gear that looked like ordinary clothes but actually had extremely strong defense appeared in front of Leon.

After feeling the touch which was no different from ordinary clothes, Leon took off his bathrobe without caring about anything else and put on a show of handsome guy changing clothes with a side-parted hair.

Bats are dead anyway...it's okay to change clothes naked in his bat cave.

You can't make him angry and bring him back to life, right?

"Um, Leon..."

"What's wrong Cyborg? Did you see that my biceps are a bit out of control?"

"no……"

"What's that for? My pecs or my abs? To be honest, Claire has always thought that my pecs have gotten bigger again... and she always calls me a male Bodhisattva."

“Listen to me, Leon! There’s a living being behind you!”

Leon, who was putting on his pants, was startled by Cyborg's voice, then he instantly grabbed Ebony and Ivory with both hands and pointed them behind him.

The reaction of a living being...means it's not a zombie.

"Who's there? Get out!"

"Hey! You'd better be polite as a man who invaded someone else's house... If I hadn't let you in, even if you found the mechanism to enter here, I could make it ineffective and seal off the entire Batcave."

A woman's voice sounded from the shadows, and a pair of emerald green eyes reflected a little light.

"Come out of there... I'm a reinforcement from a parallel universe, and I need to know your name."

"Parallel universe...?"

The woman was stunned, then took two steps forward and left the shadow.

"My name is Barbara Gordon."

"You can also call me Batgirl."

Chapter 821 Leon: Do you want to embark on a desperate journey with me?

"Um, sorry, I really don't understand the naming logic of you superheroes... Batgirl? A mature lady calls herself a 'girl' every day. Is this really appropriate?"

When Leon saw that the person in front of him was indeed a human being and not a zombie like Alfred, he subconsciously put the gun into the specially designed holster.

But then the accident happened.

You should know that the density of uru metal and vibranium is actually quite high. Even with the technical support of bigwigs from all sides and the actual weight has been reduced through the effect of magic array, it is still much heavier than the "Desert Eagle" in the civilized world.

He had just pulled up his trousers and hadn't fastened his belt yet.

So, in front of Barbara Gordon, the bat girl from the ninth parallel universe, Leon made an unexpected gorgeous exposure.

And most importantly...

Lyon didn't print the underpants just now.

“…Is this your unique way of greeting in your parallel universe?” Barbara was not affected by the sudden attack of the dragon. Instead, she glanced at Leon with interest. “Should I say it or not, just like what you just muttered to yourself…You do have a great figure.”

Lyon pulled up his pants with a bit of embarrassment.

He didn't expect to meet a female hooligan.

This time, his innocence is gone.

However, this little episode did not affect Leon's mood. After all, he had developed a thick skin from years of career as an agent.

After fastening his belt, Leon, fully dressed, walked forward and extended his hand to Batgirl.

"Formally, my name is Leon S. Kennedy... I'm from the FBI in a parallel universe."

"FBI?" Barbara stretched out her hand and shook hands with Leon.

In the past, Barbara would never have shaken hands with a man who had just thought about revealing his dragon head.

Even if he is a handsome guy with a side-parted hair, it won’t work.

But now this situation...

As long as they are not super-powered zombies, they are natural ally.

“Believe me, ma’am, the FBI isn’t even worthy of carrying shoes for our FBI.” Leon smiled, “I won’t go into too much detail about my identity. After all, it’s better to save some time on the current situation in this world.”

"I agree." Barbara let go of his hand and pointed at Leon's chest. "I just heard the voice of a third person..."

“Oh, you’re talking about this…” Leon took out the black pearl earrings that he had made into pendants from his chest, “Say hello to your colleagues.”

"Hey, Barbara...it's such great news that you're still alive."

"Victor? You're still alive? That's great news!"

"There's me too!"

"Peter Parker, Spider-Man?"

Barbara raised her head and looked at Leon with some surprise.

"Where are they now? You know, the super zombies are looking for Peter Parker, the last super fresh meat!"

"They are in here." Leon pointed at the black pearl earrings. "This is the shelter space created by Bruce Wayne... It is absolutely safe, but also an absolute prison."

"No wonder... this seems like something Bruce would leave behind."

"You just said Spider-Man is the last superhero... What about you? Aren't you a superhero too?"

"I'm a superhero, but I have nothing to do with super powers." Barbara curled her lips, "Although I don't want to admit it...but I have to say that not having super powers is my biggest reliance for survival."

"So we are the same kind?"

“I guess so…” Barbara looked at Leon strangely, “Although when my equipment scanned your body parameters just now, they were somewhat different from those of ordinary people… Especially your entire back, which is the strongest part of your body.”

"Maybe I'm into working on my lats?"