DC Tyrant

The knell was silent.

This sentence compliments you for being smart, which is almost like irony.

If he was really smart, he wouldn't fail twice in a row under Bati's hands.

This just shows that Bati is better and smarter.

Stronger than yourself, no matter what.

In the current situation, how can it be said that he is smart in front of Bati.

The room is spacious and bright, the white lights are a bit dazzling, there is no furniture, the place is white, the walls are white, the ground is white, even the landline phone hanging on the wall is still white.

The space was silent, save for the soft flow of air outside the window.

The two were silent, one sitting paralyzed, the other standing like a javelin.

In the past, the positions and situations of the two were exchanged, but now, it is now.

The atmosphere became inexplicably silent.

After a moment of silence, the death knell said: "Not as good as you."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Bati, as if he had admitted some facts, struggling unwillingly in his heart. The two failures have proved that he is indeed not as good as him.

Some people, you really have no way to compare with him, far behind.

Bati raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking of death knell.

A genius in the army, the first time he met someone more powerful than himself, and was far behind him, he felt discouraged and lamented that he was not as good as others.

Similarly, this is also a psychological journey to face up to oneself.

If it is not as good as it is, it is not as good as it is, and if it is not as good as it is, it is not as good as it is.

Of course, defeating the death knell is meaningless to Bati, he never cared about the death knell.

"How many people know my alien identity?" Bati said.

Death Bell cheered up with a slightly discouraged expression, closed his one-eyed eyes, and shone coldly on Bati with a sharp edge.

For him, failure is a fact, not as good as Bati, and it is also a fact. He will not deny it, nor will he roar in anger and anger. He will only learn the lessons of failure with determination and calmness. One day, he will able to succeed.

And the day of success was the moment of Bati's death.

As long as you don't die, you still haven't lost.

But now, he needs to escape from here first, otherwise nothing will be discussed.

"My life?" The death knell's voice was cold, and he needed to ensure his own survival.

"You will not die."

Barty gave him a promise, Deathstroke is a very good man, and among the people he knows, no one can match him.

He certainly won't die.

However, you can only live according to your own ideas.

The death knell stared at Bati's indifferent face, and at this moment Bati's stalwart body seemed to be looking down on him.

"I want to leave here, and at the same time, I will help you keep your identity secret."

He stared at Bati's eyes, and said coldly.

Immortality doesn't mean anything, even Deathstroke himself has many ways to treat the enemy better than death.

"Okay, ten years of secrecy is enough." Bati directly agreed without any hesitation.

Death Bell's eyes tightened, staring at Bati's face, his eyes seemed to turn into sharp thorns, ready to pierce through.

Barty spoke too quickly and easily.

It's unbelievable.

Deathstroke didn't believe him for a second, but he also had a way to escape, so he wasn't worried.

"General Vic laid a net for you in the southern suburbs of the metropolis. Until now, he has not reported your alien identity to the US military. As long as you deal with the people there, the alien identity can be kept secret enough. said Deathstroke.

"It seems that the military base I destroyed at the beginning has actually destroyed all the materials. General Vic only has the witness function of his general identity."

Batty rubbed his palms, thought about it, and never closed his perspective vision for a moment, and saw the real reaction of Deathstroke's body to his words.

The death knell said: "Yes, he has been driven to the brink of extinction, and only you, or your corpse, can stabilize his position and power."

Barty nodded thoughtfully, he could imagine the pressure General Vic was facing.

The casualties of tens of thousands of soldiers were in the military base under his jurisdiction. This kind of thing can be handled, and he has not yet stepped down, which proves that his power is strong enough.

The rest can only wait for retirement and abdication.

"These are not enough for you to let me go." Death Bell said suddenly.

If he could escape in this way, then he would be looking too much at Little Bati and his own IQ.

"Um?"

Bati raised his brows, and suddenly his whole body seemed to turn into a wild beast. His aura emanated from his upright body, and his posture seemed to turn into a sky curtain in this space, covering the whole space. His eyes were as deep as black holes, and he said with a half-hearted smile, "You have other arrangements? Well, it's normal."

The air seemed to be slightly stagnant because of Bati's momentary aura, frightened.

The death knell stopped breathing for a moment, and in an instant he seemed to feel that Bati fell down like the sky, suppressed his heart that was beating suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "When you fell on the earth, a reporter took pictures of your spaceship. With your appearance, the film is in my hand."

Ba Di stood where he was, as if looking down on the death knell from the sky, his eyes were ruthless and indifferent, which brought heavy pressure to the death knell.

"Say!" Barty's voice was cold.

Deathstroke took a deep breath and said: "This film will be received at 21 o'clock. Unlike General Vic, he will definitely hand it over to the US military directly."

Ba Di's face was moved, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the death knell with a fierce light, which made the death knell a little frightened.

In an instant, Bati turned his head, a pair of eyes pierced through the wall and steel bars, and saw through the laboratory building. The clock hanging on the stairs on one of the floors knew the time.

"19:49, is there enough time?" Barty turned his gaze back to Deathstroke's body, his tone was somewhat quick and cold.

This tone made Death Bell feel a lot easier.

This proves that it can indeed threaten him.

It also proves that he can have the greatest chance of escaping from here.

"I came to the laboratory building at 6 o'clock. It turned out that I had been unconscious for 1 hour and 49 minutes. The remaining time was enough."

"Let me go, intercept this film, or let the US military know your identity completely."

Deathstroke said coldly.

There was silence in the empty room, and a needle could be heard falling.

suddenly.

Bati didn't show any urgency, his face was indifferent, like a god on the white clouds in the sky, looking down at him and looking at ants.

Death Bell suddenly felt a little bad, and Bati's expression changed too quickly.

When he was in a hurry, he showed urgency and coldness to let him see, but now, it was too cold.

Just now, he was moved and eager to cover up his alien identity, but now he looks at the eyes like ants.

Don't you care about the alien's identity being exposed, and you want to kill yourself?

How could he be so stupid!

Deathstroke's heart sank.

"It turns out that the film was intercepted in 1 hour and 11 minutes. It was not a phone call, but an action. That means that the person you handed the film to is in Metropolis."

Barty sneered.

Death Bell's face suddenly changed, Ba Di was right.

"Death knell, do you know where the gap is with me?"

"That is, you are a human being, and I... am already a god!"