Vol 7 Chapter 193: remind

After Cyborg Victor was transformed by the mother box, his ability can be said to make him a **** in the Internet.

However, there is another situation that will make him, a god, unable to perform his abilities.

That's off-net.

No, Cowen has already given the correct answer, but Victor still failed to find any clues.

Of course, the clues mentioned here refer to the mastermind behind the scenes and the specific conspiracy.

The mercenary code-named Bloody Movement has been found.

At this time, Victor appeared on the big screen of the monitor.

He said with a confused look: "It's very strange that the employer of the 'Blood Movement' can't be found on the Internet at all, and there is no record of his payment information. clue."

"It's normal."

Bruce Wayne's tone was calm and calm: "Since it is a conspiracy against Clark, the mastermind behind the scenes will inevitably collect all-round intelligence."

"You mean, the mastermind knows us?" Victor frowned.

"Yes." Bruce Wayne nodded, he thought about it and said: "Since the masterminds know your existence, they will inevitably avoid all the Internet, hire 'blood movement' to send people to your door in person, and the commission can be all Pay in cash or gold bars, diamonds, or even bonds.”

After finishing speaking, Bruce Wayne changed the subject: "How is the situation over there in Barry? How long will it take to catch that mercenary?"

Victor's child hole spread out, and then replied: "Immediately, Barry is approaching the hiding place of the 'Blood Movement', but that area is not monitored, and Barry needs a little time to search."

Bruce Wayne nodded again: "That's good, tell Barry to be careful, and we will interrogate ourselves when we catch the 'Blood Movement'."

"I will!" Victor responded seriously: "I will always assist Barry in arresting operations!"

Bruce Wayne didn't respond anymore, he turned his head to look behind him, and the scene he saw made the corners of his eyes twitch uncontrollably.

"Master Quinn, try this quickly."

Alfred, the butler, is surrounded by Ke Wen with great enthusiasm.

He held the tea tray in his left hand, and passed a high-end snack to Ke Wen with his right hand.

"Thank you Ah Fu, let me try it."

With a familiar smile on Ke Wen's face, he took a bite of the pastry.

"Hmm~~"

Staring, raising eyebrows, pursing his lips and nodding sharply, Ke Wen commented with a look of surprise: "High-end taste, suitable ingredients, rich taste layers and no conflicts."

He gave a thumbs up to Alfred, who was wrinkled with a smile: "The most important thing! Fu, this is your craft, right?"

"Ahahaha!" Alfred laughed heartily, and couldn't help asking proudly, "Master Quinn, how do you know?"

"Thick!"

Cowen commented with a plausible appearance: "The pastries outside have a formulaic or industrial taste, which makes people feel that the food lacks the key soul and does not have the feeling of sublimation."

"And your pastry is very mellow!"

Ke Wen picked up the small porcelain plate carrying the pastry and said with a smile: "Take a sip, and people can't help but feel a meaning full of historical precipitation."

"Ahahahaha! Where! Where, ahahaha..."

Alfred smiled even more happily, and he waved his hands modestly: "After decades of craftsmanship, I thought it would be enough to get a good evaluation from the outside world. Unexpectedly, Master Quinn gave such a high evaluation. Evaluation! Haha! As long as you like it, as long as you like it haha..."

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Ke Wen shook his head.

He smiled and praised Alfred: "Ah Fu, you are so good, so good that I can't help but want to kidnap you."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Alfred was still laughing, all red and bright.

"Hmm!"

Bruce Wayne hastily made a movement.

Whether it was a compliment or a joke, he had to cut off the thought of Covina or the possibility.

After all, he didn't know Kewen well, and he didn't know whether Kewen would really do what he said.

Therefore, Bruce Wayne immediately said to Alfred who looked over: "Ah Fu, do me a favor, prepare the Bat fighter, and I need to go out to interrogate the prisoner later."

"Oh, good Master Wayne."

Alfred restrained his smile a little, and he nodded in response: "I'll go and prepare it for you right now, do you need to carry a Batmobile or a Batmotor?"

"No." Bruce Wayne responded.

"Well."

Alfred nodded again, turned back and bowed slightly to Cowen apologetically: "Master Quinn, please forgive me for my poor hospitality, please be sure to try my other crafts after you come back from work .”

"no problem."

Ke Wen stretched out his hand while talking, and took the tea tray from Alfred's hand.

Alfred quickly resigned and left, leaving only Cowen and Bruce Wayne in the hall.

Looking at Bruce Wayne who looked like a gourd, Ke Wen smiled after putting down the tea tray: "Relax, I was just joking with Ah Fu, how could I take away your only family?"

"I know."

Bruce Wayne nodded slightly with a blank expression.

He put away the little jealousy in his heart, pretended to be indifferent, and lied: "I was just thinking about things, wondering whether the mastermind behind the scenes was only targeting Clark, or planning to target the entire alliance."

This answer is very tenable.

However, Cowen saw through Bruce Wayne's duplicity.

Enough was enough, and he changed the subject while shaking his head slightly: "Bruce, you need to be vigilant."

"What?" Bruce Wayne asked.

"Since Clarke has been active, he has attracted the attention of some people, people with special abilities."

In order to give Bruce Wayne enough time to think, Cowen slowed down and said: "The longer Clark is active, the more itchy those people will be."

"Superheroes, super criminals, as time goes on, they will break their tolerance and appear one after another."

"You mean..." Bruce Wayne frowned: "Will the future world become more and more chaotic?"

"What do you think?" Cowen asked back.

Bruce Wayne pondered for a while, and finally nodded with a slight sigh: "It must be."

"Yes, and more than that."

Ke Wen took a sip from his teacup, and then continued: "Those who came out first are nothing, but once the 'Justice League' is widely known to the outside world, and the emergence of the hero group is known to the outside world..."

"There will be more chaos!"

Bruce Wayne picked up the conversation immediately.

He frowned deeply and pondered: "The first to emerge... yes! At that time! The tolerance threshold of another group of people will also be broken!"

He raised his eyes to look at Ke Wen's eyes, and said in a serious tone: "Show off! Jealousy! Greed, etc.! These are all human nature! All emotions are magnified in capable people! It's just that the restraint is different !"

"Yes." Cowen said in a substituting tone: "Since Superman has appeared, and since other superheroes have appeared, why can't I enjoy worship?"

"There are also super criminals!" Bruce Wayne added: "The emergence of superheroes will inevitably damage the interests of some people, or offend someone, which will make hidden super criminals choose to show up one after another!"

"Alliance." Cowen reminded.

Bruce Wayne nodded: "Yes, alliance! We will not only set an example for superheroes, but also remind super criminals! In order to counteract, they will also form an alliance!"

"That's right." Ke Wen spread his hands together: "So you need to plan ahead. The chaos in the future will be even greater, and the enemies you will face will become more and more difficult."

"Thanks."

Bruce Wayne took a deep breath: "Without your reminder, I'm afraid I won't be able to think of this until after the first chaos occurs!"

Cowen waved his hands and smiled: "Since Farah and I have names in the league, of course we have to fulfill some responsibilities."

"Okay, it's time to go."

Ke Wen put down his teacup and got up from the chair: "Let's go, Barry has caught the 'Blood Movement', and it's time to interrogate the mastermind behind it."

Bruce Wayne nodded, and after he said wait a moment, he hurried to change the bat suit.

A few minutes later, the two got into the bat fighter and headed straight for the abandoned coastal port.

Ke Wen didn't open the portal, so he experienced the feeling of riding a bat fighter.

As for how it feels?

It can only be said that it is very crowded.

In order to bring more functions of the Bat-fighter into play, the driving and passenger seats in the Bat-fighter are very narrow.

Sitting in it and trying to twist the lower body is very difficult.

All in all a disappointing experience.

Fortunately, the experience was over in less than two minutes.

The bat fighter landed at the abandoned port, and Barry and Victor were already waiting.

At the feet of the two of them was a black man who was **** and moaning softly without any struggle.

Cowen and Bruce Wayne jumped out of the fighter plane and stepped forward.

Bruce Wayne pointed his chin towards the 'bloody movement' on the ground: "Is the injury serious?"

"Uh, sorry..."

Barry raised his hand as if he had made a mistake: "I was too nervous at the time, so I pushed him a little harder."

"fuck you!"

The **** movement on the ground suddenly burst into curses: "Son of a bitch! You pushed me more than 20 meters away! I smashed a wall!"

"That, yes, uh, I'm sorry!" Barry Allen quickly apologized guiltily~www.wuxiaspot.com~Leave him alone. "Bruce Wayne said in a low voice: "At least there is enough strength to curse. "

After finishing speaking, Bruce Wayne stepped forward to the side of the **** movement. He looked down at the other side and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, who sent you to attack Superman."

The sound of the voice changer was a little scary.

However, the Bloody Movement didn't have the self-awareness of being in a prison. Not only did he not answer anything, but he suddenly poked his head out after a grinning grin.

Bloodshot saliva was sprayed onto the lower corner of the bat's cloak.

Bruce Wayne looked down slowly, then...