Chapter 196

The Bat Fighter quickly took off and left.

Barry Allen and Victor said goodbye to Covin, and then the former entered a state of emergency and ran along the sea to Metropolis, while the latter took off directly into the air and flew away.

After the two figures disappeared, Kewen stopped the smile on his face.

In fact, he had already guessed who was behind it.

The reason why he didn't say it directly was because while watching the show, he also learned from the future Clark.

Bruce Wayne, the old bat, is very suspicious. Even if everyone becomes close allies, he will secretly make a file to prevent and target allies.

On the file, Bruce Wayne will write everyone's weaknesses on it, and even list various ways to defeat everyone.

In the future, Clark discovered this and began to show weakness in front of Bruce Wayne.

Whenever any dispute arises, Clark will always show himself to be weak. Even if he can defeat Bruce Wayne in an instant, he will eventually be defeated by the opponent in a pretentious manner.

Clark was thinking about Bruce Wayne.

He knew how severe Bruce Wayne's paranoia was.

He was afraid that by appearing too invincible, Bruce Wayne would go crazy with worry.

Therefore, Clark must let himself lose to the opponent every time, so that Bruce Wayne can feel reassured and feel that although Clark is powerful, he is not a truly desperate threat.

This is how Clark will interact with Bruce Wayne in the future.

Today, Kewen is learning this way of getting along.

Although he was not afraid of Bruce Wayne's torment at all, Coven also didn't want to be inexplicably written down in a notebook.

In order to reduce possible trouble, Coven showed weakness in front of Bruce Wayne.

He hid his nearly omniscient ability and intelligence, and only showed his IQ to be slightly higher than ordinary people.

This will create an illusion for the other party. Although Kewen is powerful, he can still be defeated with resourcefulness.

Come to think of it, if Bruce Wayne had this kind of mentality, then he wouldn't cause trouble for him at will.

Although Ke Wen is not afraid of anything, he doesn't want to be disturbed by others.

…

Back to business.

After everyone left, Kewen stood on the beach and let go of his senses.

It didn't take long for him to find his target, and then his figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air in a flash.

The crescent-shaped harbor of the Principality of Monaco.

A luxury yacht is parked on the sea with the waves.

Bodyguards in black suits, assistants in short skirts and uniforms, yacht staff in sailor uniforms, more than twenty figures were performing their duties on the yacht.

On the leisure platform behind the yacht, a bald young man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting on a high-end sofa.

There was fine wine and delicious food on the coffee table in front of the bald young man, but he was not interested at all.

In the silence, the bald young man stared at the lights of various houses on the mountain peaks on the shore, his pupils unfocused and in a daze.

He didn't know what he was thinking.

After an unknown amount of time, the bald young man suddenly came to his senses.

He looked shocked because he found that the sound of the waves had disappeared.

He sat upright in a daze and looked around at the sea. However, the sight reflected in his eyes through the light made his body stiffen uncontrollably.

The sea is still!

The waves no longer collide, the waves no longer splash, and the lights reflected on the sea no longer flicker.

He raised his wrist and looked at the watch where the second hand had stopped.

Instantly, a wave of heat quickly rushed to his head.

The temperature of the bald young man's face increased slightly, and his ears and lips began to turn red.

Pursing his lips, the young man forced a smile and said, "I guess you must be behind my back, right? Mr. Kewen Quinn."

"you guessed wrong."

Kewen's voice appeared in the young man's mind: "I'm in the galley of the yacht, where is the wine?"

The young man's face trembled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and he pretended to be natural and replied: "I'm sorry, Mr. Kewen Quinn, it's very inconvenient for me to go home now, so I didn't store any fine wine on the yacht. The wine on board It’s all in front of me…”

With his eyes widened, the young man's pupils shrank and he looked at Kewen, who appeared out of thin air on the sofa opposite.

"Are these three bottles the only ones?"

Coven grabbed one of the bottles of champagne and looked at the label, then put it down again without interest.

He raised his eyes to look at the bald young man who was trying to maintain a calm posture, and then chuckled: "When did you run out? Your bald head is much more pleasing to the eye than the frizzy long hair you used to have... Lex Luthor. "

"Thanks for the compliment."

Lex Luthor showed a forced smile and couldn't hide his nervous laughter: "Mr. Corwin Quinn, are you here to make amends for yourself?"

Hiding deep resentment, Lex Luthor continued to ask in a slightly depressed tone: "Did you feel very defeated after discovering that I was intact?"

He used the movements of crossing his legs and spreading his hands to hide his nervousness, and showed a sly expression: "Okay, I am here, and I have no ability to escape from your hands. Come on, I have resigned myself to my fate. "

"There's no need to be nervous, and there's no need to backfire."

Ke Wen smiled and shook his head: "After I attacked you that time, there was no separation between us. But I'm curious, how did you persevere under my curse?"

"Technology, it's technology, Mr. Corwin Quinn."

Lex Luthor didn't know whether he should believe Coven's words of "clear things up". He responded cautiously: "Your curse will occur after I fall asleep and make me experience the torture of hell, but you I ignored a little bit.”

"Talk about it."

Ke Wen leaned back on the sofa, with a look of interest on his face.

"That's false, just an illusion." Lex Luthor said honestly: "My soul did not really fall into hell, so I just need to get rid of the torture of that illusion."

"How to get rid of it?" Ke Wen continued to ask.

"Gene memory reading device."

Lex Luthor couldn't help but twitch his lips with pride: "This technology is amazing. It can read the genetic memory of family ancestors from the genetic cells of the human body."

"Want to see it? It's on the boat."

Lex Luthor made a gesture to stand up, but then sat down again with a movement of Coven's fingers.

He continued to explain: "Through that chair, I can still retain my conscious consciousness after falling asleep, but my consciousness seems to have traveled through ancient and modern times. My consciousness seems to be leaning over my ancestors, following their vision to experience the times of that era. experience."

Spreading his hands again, Lex Luthor tilted his head and nodded: "That's it. As long as my consciousness does not enter the sleep state, your curse will not occur."

"interesting."

Ke Wen smiled, but he didn't expect to hear information about the "Assassin's Creed plot" one after another.

The technology and the chair that Lex Luthor mentioned were discovered and perfected by a company in the plot of "Assassin's Creed".

More than ten minutes ago, he had just learned about the existence of the 'Assassin Brotherhood' from Blood Sports.

Now, he heard relevant news again from Lex Luthor.

Ke Wen didn't believe that this was a coincidence. Someone must be playing with the cause and effect, which made a deep impression on him.

And the only one who can do this is that bad old man God.

Coven couldn't guess God's thoughts. Is it because he didn't want the Holy See to continue pursuing false gods like 'Pieces of Eden' or 'Golden Apples'?

Or maybe God doesn’t want his reputation to be damaged by those fakes?

Coven didn't bother to guess.

Now that God has given a hint, Kewen might as well do a small favor for him.

After all, he had a guilty conscience first.

Of course, Corwin is not interested in stories related to ‘Assassin’s Creed’, so he won’t do it himself.

Anyway, there are so many half-angels in 'Kama Taj', so let them deal with it. Those half-angels will definitely not allow the reputation of heaven to be affected by false things.

Writing this down, Coven looked at Lex Luthor opposite him.

His actions made Lex Luthor nervous.

Too nervous to control his facial expressions, Lex Luthor could only ask in a calm manner: "So, Mr. Corwin Quinn, what are you going to do with me?"

"Easy, Lex."

Ke Wen smiled: "In the past, you were like a character in a movie in my eyes. Now, although I recognize you and you have become flesh and blood, you are still an insignificant stranger character in my eyes."

"so?"

Although these words made Lex Luthor very angry, he did not find the joke on Corwin's face.

This means he is safe for now!

But he was still a little unsure about Ke Wen, so he immediately asked: "What is your purpose? Are you just planning to meet me this time?"

"Don't speak metaphorically, I like purity." Ke Wen reminded: "So if you have something to say, just say it."

"Okay." Lex Luthor nodded: "So Mr. Quinn, didn't you come here to question me about the attack on Superman?"

"Yeah, but I just came over to take a look."

Ke Wen nodded and admitted: "I'm just curious, curious about how you can continue to plot under my curse."

Hearing this, Lex Luthor finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but asked curiously: "You and Superman? I thought you had a good relationship."

"I don't want to interfere with what's going on between you." Ke Wen waved his hand: "As long as you don't offend me, I still prefer to watch the good show between you. Who wins or loses depends on you." Ability and ability.”

"This is really great news!"

Lex Luthor finally smiled broadly.

He deeply hid his hatred for Ke Wen, grinned enthusiastically and said: "Mr. Quinn, thank you for your fairness! I can guarantee you! The show you will perform in the future will definitely be wonderful! !”

"Remember not to affect me, oh, and Diana."

Kewen waved his hand again and disappeared suddenly in the next moment.

Staring at the empty sofa opposite, listening to the sound of the waves again, the smile on Lex Luthor's face gradually faded, and deep hatred was revealed in his eyes...