Chapter 648: Autopsy

Don't expect the Crimson Cthulhu to answer, ‘I’m there, dear.’ He can’t hunt for treasures, and the Cthulhus won’t be close to humans.

Su Ming did this to adjust the atmosphere, and he could not let Seratok who was on the other side discover that there was a mustache mage here with fear.

Fear will be used, and this is dangerous.

The hole is very small. As a space wormhole, it looks not much bigger than a golf hole. The red cloud on the opposite side is constantly twisting and changing like a kaleidoscope. These energy particles are so strong that they are visible to the naked eye, and they are natural as long as they are thrown out. Attack magic.

These particles were pushed away by a huge palm, revealing the image of a huge demon with six horns.

He was naked to the upper body with red skin. He looked a bit like Sulter, but it was bigger and stronger, with nebulae and lightning formed by energy spinning around him.

He is the Crimson Universe itself, that is, the existence that turns himself into the concept of the universe.

The huge human figure only appeared for a moment, the hole was submerged by other red smoke, and while the line of sight was blocked, a sound with a unique rhythm came from the hole.

"A mortal?"

"Yes, a mortal."

"Interesting, what do you ask for?"

"A trivial part of your strength."

"You have my power in your universe, go find it, hahaha..."

After the Demon God finished speaking, he cut off the connection.

Su Ming touched his chin. Ceratok felt that he was one of the better talkers among the Demon Gods. The'Seratok Red Belt' was notoriously cheap.

He has the strength of the almighty universe, but he has bound himself in a single universe.

Therefore, he likes to distribute rubies to various universes, that is the primer of his power, and those with gems can even destroy the earth with one punch.

Of course, he not only looks like a demon, but also acts like a demon. His gems are never for nothing.

Not to mention the impact on the mind, it will also diffuse the crimson energy. This energy with chaotic attributes is very powerful and will turn all contacts into violent madmen and lunatics.

As the energy continues to spread, the entire universe will be'deep red', and then Seratok will swallow this universe into his own crimson universe through the energy connection.

This is fishing.

Many people would think that Ceratok had no ambitions because of its good use and the price was very small, so they would pursue his power, and then discover the existence of Ceratok rubies, use rubies to do whatever they want, and finally ruin their own universe.

Ceratok never needed a contract. The gem was a contract, a bait, a power, and a drug.

The future holder of the ruby ​​is the Red Tank, who is Charles' step-brother, and Su Ming believes that the most suitable person to keep the Ceratok gems.

Because he has held gems for decades, the earth has not been corroded. Although he is inclined to the villain's position, he has to say that he is a very limited person.

"Well, it seems that the influence of time is still limited." Su Ming touched his beard and turned around, and called the gin outside the door: "It's okay, now I'm waiting for me to go out to work at night."

"Kama Taj..."

Monak stretched out a hand, as if to keep the footsteps of the death knell, but Su Ming twisted, and he caught it.

For a short while, the other party's figure disappeared at the corner of the corridor, and he ran very fast.

The mustache mage was still going to say something, but Hamill stopped him. The thin guardian shook his head slightly, and gave Monak a look for him to experience.

.........

"Hiss... why haven't you come yet."

In the car on the roadside, Howard held the steering wheel and looked out the window with a cigar in his other hand.

But apart from the dark night, there seems to be nothing here.

The phone number for the order was given to his address. No problem was found at the time, but when he came here at night, Howard found that all the street lights were broken and the buildings beside the road were all dark, and the whole street was a little light. nor.

No vehicles, no pedestrians, it's like a ghost town.

This kind of atmosphere is very permeating, even if he turned on the warm air in the car to the maximum, the goose bumps on his body continued to pop up.

So he lit a cigar and waited for eight o'clock. It stands to reason that he shouldn't run around on the night of the assassination, or be alone without a bodyguard.

But thinking of the military protection that the death knell could bring, he decided to take a little risk. The Havana cigar can make his spirit less tense, he is just a little anxious.

"Don't smoke in the dark if you are not sure."

A **** sword was suddenly placed on his neck, and the star-like decoration made Howard immediately recognize the person.

But before he could say anything, a bullet fell on the big sword and turned into a small copper cake, falling hot on his pants.

The sniper in the distance aimed at him again, and the attack came as promised, but the shot was blocked by the death knell in advance, instead it seemed to be deliberately hit on the sword.

"It's hot!" Howard tapped the crotch, the kinetic energy of the bullet was converted into heat.

"Hide well, I'll catch someone."

Just like appearing silently in the co-pilot, the death knell left was also silent and silent. He rolled over and got out of the car window and flew directly into the black night, before catching two people back.

He threw the two on the hood, let them face up, and shone their faces with a flashlight. When strangling, he threw the gunman's weapon on it, and retracted himself into the death knell.

"Do you know these two people?"

Howard shook his head in disgust, and retched: "What the **** is this? They look like this?"

These are two men in suits, if you don't look at their faces, they can be said to be human. Seeing the face, you will find a disgusting feeling different from that of the little cousin. They have no faces.

If Deadpool’s face is avocado-shaped, the two faces are ball-shaped.

Their entire faces were damaged with a knife or a soldering iron, and old scars in different directions were piled on top of each other. The connective tissue after various scars had healed destroyed the position of the facial features.

They were like putting their heads in a meat grinder, wringing them, and then pulling them out, as if layers of opaque wax had melted on their faces.

As long as you have seen such a face once, it is absolutely unforgettable in your life, and Howard said that he has never seen it before, that is really not knowing.

The two committed suicide immediately after discovering that the death knell had appeared, and it was almost impossible for Su Ming to catch his mouth.

Su Ming sighed slightly and began to check their belongings.

A Wilson rifle with a sniper scope, which is a 98k copy.

A Wilson assault rifle with modified large magazine, copycat ak.

The two pistols are also Wilson's copycat Glock.

In addition to the magazine, they have some change in their suit pockets, two masks, two packs of Wilson cigarettes, and a small bottle of Skywalker spirits.

These two creatures had no fingerprints. Their fingers were burned and their palm prints disappeared. Don't look at them, the soles of their feet should be the same.

Pinch their mouths, you can see that the teeth that can be used to identify the identity are all dentures, not even the tongue, so they must be dumb.

In this way, even if they use the gem of time to resurrect, they can't ask for information, and if anyone except Deadpool is resurrected, **** lord and even death may come to the door for trading, and the gain is not worth the loss.

Time gems cannot be exposed, especially not let Charles know at this stage that his father has just died, but there is no ashes, and he cannot be resurrected by turning time.

Let's use the conventional method. Su Ming looked at Howard, because all the existing clues pointed to Wilson Enterprise.

But it is certain that this matter has nothing to do with her, Gin's control over his subordinates is beyond doubt, and she has no such assassin unit under her.

The way these people hide their identities will cause great difficulties in daily life, and it will be difficult if they appear on the street without being noticed. These people should be living in the dark, and their pale faces can show that they usually don't see the sun.

Howard leaned on the car door, leaning on the mirror, and he also saw these clues.

He would not doubt Slade, because it was Slade who persuaded him to hire the death knell. The evidence found at this time all pointed to Slade. Would that cyclops be so stupid?

If this is not a framing, then it is really meeting the loyal users of Wilson Enterprise.

"Ah, next time I see Slade, I will have another topic. His weapon was used to kill me. It's too much." Howard was still in the mood to joke.

Su Ming glanced at him, and took out the Godslayer to turn into a machete: "You should think about why the gunman doesn't use Stark Industries' weapons."

Howard narrowed his mouth to pierce the question.

As a military enterprise, Stark Industries' products are not as good as those of department stores. It's really ironic. Even street gunmen don't like to use them. It's miserable...

When I went back, I transferred those people from the weapon design department to research instant noodles.

"I will develop a new individual weapon. It must be better than Wilson's." Howard raised his chin and said arrogantly, full of genius confidence, but handsome for only three seconds: "Uh... .. Wait, what are you doing?"

It turned out that when he was talking with a cigar, Su Ming directly used a machete to open the body.

"Anatomy to examine the cause of death."

"I know it's an autopsy, I mean... why is it on the hood of my car?!" Howard pointed to the ground and then to his car: "This is a limited edition sports car, it's me Favorite car."

"It's still Wilson Motors."

The death knell turned his head and glanced at him, focusing on his actions again.

"...Damn it."

Howard sighed, looked up at the sky, how bright the stars were, some snowflakes fell on his face, it was cold and lonely...

Especially the sound of the death knell beside him cutting bones, making him even colder.

Click, click, click...

Su Ming is not a professional forensic doctor. For him, the opening of the chest is definitely not as beautiful as Holloway. He just made a circle on the chest and abdomen of the corpse with a machete, and lifted the whole piece of flesh like a manhole cover. .

With his movements, a large amount of ashes flew out of the chest cavity of the corpse, as if they were still burning just now, and many of the still smoldering fragments glowed slightly after seeing the wind.

All the internal organs disappeared, and the corpse cavity was like a cold stove with only embers inside. Howard's worries did not come true, the body did not shed much blood, and the hood was still clean.

"see it?"

Su Ming gave way to some positions~www.NovelMTL.com~ to let Howard see the situation.

Howard was more serious too. He returned to the car and took out his rubber gloves.

"It's a bit bloody. Their internal organs were burned. I don't know what chemicals can cause such an effect, but they are not ordinary strong acids and alkalis. They may have drank rocket fuel and ignited."

"Your answer? Rocket fuel?"

The tone of the death knell could not be heard, but the two questions seemed to be contemptuous.

"Hey, although I am a genius, I am not a medical genius. I am a physicist. What answer do you want?" Howard went on strike. He didn't smell any chemicals, which was beyond the scope of his knowledge. .

"It's nothing, but the problem is complicated. Let's play a number quiz."

The death knell stretched out his thumb, index finger and **** in front of him, rubbed them together, making a sound like counting money.

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