Chapter 3404: Discovery after a tough battle

"General (Checkmate)!"

"General!"

"General!"

Unexpectedly, these dozens of fake death knells dare not surrender when facing the Supreme Superman. They even shouted the terms of chess, and further launched a violent resistance.

Throwing down the empty rocket launcher, these people drew out long knives and short swords, and jumped down from the opposite building, as if they were planning to fight the little Superman hand-to-hand to decide whether to win or lose.

Little Superman was immediately happy, he quickly cleared his throat and rose into the air:

"Ah, your courage makes me admire, then let's fight upright! Don't worry, you should line up first and then go together. Be careful not to trample on your own people."

Green Arrow's sneaky style obviously made Little Superman suffocated.

What he longs for is the **** battlefield, a big scene of big opening and closing, hiding behind the trash can is a bit of a loss.

So when he saw these counterfeit goods were going to come hard, he was eager, so he enthusiastically took care of them when they jumped off the building, pay attention to their feet, and don't step on others.

Although they seemed to be death knells, they seemed to have incomplete brain development. After landing, they really did not rush to attack, but talked with each other in a low voice:

"Superman said let us line up first, what is an array?" A death knell stabs the death knell beside him with his elbow.

"No, I don't know, who of you knows?" The death knell being asked scratched his head with the hilt, looked at the others and shook his head again and again.

"We are all the same, you don't know, naturally I don't know either." The other death knell was seen shrugged and spread his hands.

"Yeah, this is troublesome, what should I do if I don't understand what the enemy is saying?" There was a death knell and he was still anxious, and kept stomping his feet.

"It doesn't matter, General." At last there was a death knell that was a bit responsible, and he was heartbroken and made up his mind.

"Yes, general, general, hahaha..." So everyone responded and laughed.

Their whispers are similar to shouting loudly for Little Superman, and Super Hearing means being able to do whatever they want.

But at this time, he was also shocked by the opponent's mental retardation. After realizing that these people have a tendency to go crazy and lose their minds, he quickly waved his hand to interrupt their chanting slogans and explained:

"Array means queuing. Will you line up? If you really let me explain what queuing is, I'm afraid I don't know how to describe it."

Here is a documentary. If the enemy is too mentally retarded, the effect of the program will only be counterproductive. Everyone will think that the Supreme Superman is bullying the mentally handicapped.

"Let's look down on people, we will line up and wait for the general!" said a thin death knell, and then stood at attention, then rested, and then stood at attention, probably meant to be the vanguard.

Little Superman's mouth was open, and he stared blankly at the death knells lining up with small broken steps, aligning to the right and then looking forward, and then he played counting.

He rubbed his eyes, thinking he had hallucinations, but no matter how he denied the reality, those death knells were indeed practicing. On the battlefield...

Embarrassing, super embarrassing, Superman has an urge to complain, but thinking that the channel 52 camera may be taking close-ups of himself, he can only keep a sunny smile.

The morning light on Earth 0 today is a bit dazzling!

In short, after more than ten seconds of tossing, the death knells finally lined up, each holding a sword and surrounding them, and they continued to play various tricks, just like street performers.

But is the Little Superman finally going to start, if he is amnesty?

"General!"

The voices of many death knells were very neat, they shouted slogans, and then swarmed.

The little Superman floating near the ground beamed his eyes, and as his head turned, the two hot sights swept from the death knell from the left side of the team to the right side of the team.

It's over, the melted asphalt on the ground is still braving a faint blue smoke, and these death knells are all in a different place in an instant, and they can't die anymore.

Because the high temperature burned the wound section, the flesh and trachea were all carbonized, and no blood flowed out, so the scene was not very bloody.

But it doesn't matter. The battle process is a bit scribbled, but Superman knows that there is always editing to make up for it. He recently taught himself some director courses, knowing that all he has to do now is take a shot of the ending of the battle.

So he turned around and floated up a little higher, making his profile look more luminous in the morning sun, with a faint smile, and said firmly in a hearty and bold tone:

"What a tenacious opponent, our battles have always been so difficult, but! As one of the strongest superheroes on earth, it is my duty to face danger! I must protect everyone, even if I bet on my life! "

Quiet, the morning when there is no electricity and no one goes out is always very quiet. A crow flies by in the sky, and the moment he sees Little Superman, he runs for his life with his tail clipped.

It didn't even dare to call, because the atmosphere on the ground was too embarrassing, and if it made a sound, it might be silenced.

"...Hey, can't it be that I can't keep up with the times? Now superheroes must have psychotic attributes?" Green Arrow stuck his head out of the trash can with a numb face. He only saw the little one. Superman slaughtered those people mercilessly.

It's over in a flash of red light, where's the fight?

There was only one massacre. After killing so many people, Little Superman started to perform in a place where no one was still sick. This is the death knell of another world. What medicine did he take for him?

But Superman didn't care when he heard Green Arrow's complaints. He placed the rockets he was holding on the side of the road neatly, and waved to Oliver:

"Come on, my friend, I just killed all the robots on this street. You can come and check the death knell of these fakes."

"When... That's right, I can't see the speed of light." Green Arrow stood up from his ex-wife speechlessly, and reached out to help the woman he was protecting: "Come here, UU reading www.uukanshu.com you first Don't worry...hiss!"

However, after holding up his ex-wife, Oliver took a breath, because at this time Dinah’s face was covered with all kinds of rotten or half-digested things, and it looked like Gotham’s mud face was caught by a bird. It's like **** on the face, and it's still a bird no smaller than an ostrich.

Canary raised his hand to buckle the mud at the position of his eyes, and sprayed two small mud **** from his nostrils, staring at him angrily.

"Snapped!"

Before he could speak, his ex-wife slapped him on the face, but then she shrank to another corner of the wall and wiped her face when she beat others.

She didn't want to talk because she was afraid that when she opened her mouth, she would eat something she didn't want to eat.

Oliver swallowed and couldn't find how to explain, he could only walk out of the alley with a palm print on his face, and walked to the side of Little Superman with a sigh.

He smiled wryly at the latter's sympathetic shoulder slapping, but he immediately squatted next to the corpse for examination and entered a professional state.

"These death knells are all fakes, and they may be clones of another world." He took off each other's masks one by one to make sure that they all look the same: "Their brains are not fully developed, and they don't even recognize you. It may be cannon fodder thrown out of some equipment in advance. It seems that our enemy is a little anxious."

Little Superman nodded silently, showing a thoughtful expression, and added:

"They have been shouting generals, generals, is there any parallel world that uses chess to represent combat effectiveness?"

Green Arrow was almost thrown off by such a sudden thought. He opened his mouth and sighed:

"No, that's just a catchphrase. It's the oldest kind of cold joke. Except for the death knell we know, other death knells like this word."