"Forehead"

A silence of incredibly awkwardness.

Chen Xiao looked contemptuous: "Hey, didn't you say that this thing is absolutely safe? It seems that the facts are a bit inconsistent with what you said."

Ziliang pulled the long voice: "This", suddenly, he noticed that Constantine seemed to be painting something quietly on the ground.

"Hey, you bastard, where are you drawing? Do you want to run away from the teleportation array?!"

Constantine: "Ah? Ahh no, this is a defensive magic circle. Really, how could I want to run away? I value my teammates so much."

"Damn it! Are you just wanting to run away, it's the same as the one you drew last time"

These two people were yelling at each other.

A slight sound of "crunching" was a bit like the feeling of leather shoes stepping on broken glass.

The crack in the door actually healed slowly.

The craftsman pressed his hand against the door: "Stop yelling, with me here, the Eternal Mansion is safe." He said.

Now, the people around finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The explosion outside the door was still uninterrupted. It seemed that Superman was not going to give up.

Moriarty frowned: "I have a question. It may sound a little discouraged, but what if the guy outside doesn't leave and keeps guarding outside the door?"

"What are you afraid of? Didn't this brother say that with him, this hospital is equivalent to being invincible?" Constantine shouted.

"That's right, but we can't just be trapped here by him."

"Is there anything wrong with it? Just let him sleep, there is food and drink here anyway," Constantine continued.

The words have not ended.

"Indeed, if we really trap us alone, we would be too embarrassed." Ziliang's body has recovered and stood up and said.

"Damn, you almost got someone to stew it for me just now, but now you are talking about face here?"

"Okay!" Ziliang stopped Constantine: "I understand your fear of superhuman power, but it was just a mistake just now. If I were prepared, then it was not me who was lying on the ground at that time, but him."

Constantine looked at Ziliang with an expression of "I'll just watch you pretend to behave quietly."

Ziliang ignored him, but walked back to his office and started rummaging through the cabinets. After a while, he took out a small box.

"Ah, we also met Superman in a plane before, and at the same time, we also met Batman who was not in the plane, so just in case, I asked for a small gift from that Batman."

As he said that, Ziliang opened the box a green light and rippled out.

Constantine was stunned: "Is this the case?"

"Yes, I have collected some kryptonite." Ziliang said with a smile: "Hey, the naughty guy over there, come here, I need a bullet."

The craftsman remained motionless.

Ziliang sighed deeply with great grudges, and then squeezed out a humble expression: "Okay, you are a powerful craftsman in this world, please make this stone a bullet, thank you."

"You're welcome." The craftsman responded politely, and with a wave of his hand, the kryptonite flew into his hand automatically. Then he held it hard, and several bullets made of kryptonite appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, Chen Xiao shrugged: "Okay, look like this, it's my life again."

As he said that, he took out the gun from his waist.

Well, yes, he always had a gun around his waist. When Mr. Jigsaw first saw Chen Xiao in the [bar], he mentioned it. It was a silver revolver. It looked larger than other guns and had no special decorations. But just one glance at it, you can feel an extremely heavy texture.

This gun has a strange name - Koballett. The Gate of Smile.

It was made by a peerless genius weapon maker who devoted his life to him. The day after he made the gun, he was fired because the recoil of the gun could break an elephant. If an ordinary person uses this gun, he will probably be able to kill himself if he is not lucky.

And such a gun is Chen Xiao’s favorite weapon, and the reason is that Chen Xiao thinks it looks good

Without further ado, the craftsman threw a bullet to Chen Xiao and said lightly: "I'll say three, two, one."

"three"

Chen Xiao took the bullet and stuffed it into the revolver, then habitually scratched the bullet wheel hard, then gently swung it, and the bullet entered the chamber, and the bullet accurately aimed at the muzzle.

"two"

Chen Xiao raised his gun. During this period, the roar outside the door never stopped, and the roar made Chen Xiao easily simulate every move of the person outside the door through the door, so he aimed directly at the other party's heart with a perspective.

"one"

The last number was not said by the craftsman, but Chen Xiao. While he said this number, a huge roar overwhelmed all the sounds. Chen Xiao's arm twisted in an extremely strange posture, and miraculously removed all the recoil.

The entire hospital corridor was filled with a hurricane. The roar that exceeded the upper limit of human hearing made people buzz. Chen felt a brief deafness. At this moment, a bullet with green light carried the heat generated by friction with the air, thinking of the hospital door and shot straight away.

The craftsman opened the door in time.

In other words, Chen Xiao had long known when and what angle would the craftsmen open the door.

So, the bullet was close to the edge of the door, which seemed very dangerous, but it rushed into the night with great accuracy, and at almost the same time, it hit the chest of the man outside the door.

"boom!"

The air wave compressed to the extreme was finally released. In an instant, a wave of visible ripples exploded on Clark's chest. The pushing wind rolled up the flying sand and rocks, making people almost unable to open their eyes.

And this shot did show its strength. Clark's body was pushed straight away by the shot. He held the ground tightly with his feet and plowed out a huge ravine that was full of thoughts. It was not until it was far away that he finally stopped.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Clark's body appeared in the thick smoke. He looked extremely embarrassed. The upper body of the suit had been torn apart and his lower body became ragged. However, with some force majeure, he could barely expose his body completely.

However, this is not the point.

What everyone couldn't believe was that under the damaged clothes, the kryptonite bullet on Clark's chest did not penetrate his body, but still stayed on the surface of his skin.

"Click"

A small sound.
Chapter completed!