Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke's left hand pulled out of her impending assault without difficulty, throwing his clap down.

Pfft!

This backhand slap fell from the sky, punched Francis on his bald head, stretched him around his neck, and flew straight out to his side.

Without waiting for him to land, Luke's figure had caught up, grabbed his ankle, and the blue and white arc lit up again in his left hand.

Nutrition!

Dizziness and a dark Francis twitching in front of him.

Luke, carrying two people, sighed once again: "Too much tolerance can only be exchanged for more violence. You will hear what is said: eye for eye, tooth for tooth. ”

Angela's heart twitched in his hand with despair: Shit! Why isn't the power controller working?

Francis, who was ambushed by Wade and almost killed, dared to bring Wade in today, relying, of course, not only on his and her strength, but also on the dozens of gunmen.

The real bottom card is the superpower controller provided by the owner behind the scenes.

The exact principle of this controller is unknown, but it has a powerful compression effect on the psychic, and it works equally well on the non-psychic.

The signal Francis just gave her was to let her hold each other off and let the superpower controller finish the lock.

Because the steering of this instrument is not very flexible, it is difficult to keep up with moving targets.

Francis and Angela were wearing special devices to protect the controller from injury.

One plus one less, she thinks it's not a big problem to take this V.

Even if Luke showed super strength and reaction in the battle with her, she was not overwhelmed by the fact that there was this great killer that targeted the superpowers.

Until Francis started the superpower controller and killed it immediately, Luke was able to talk and the two of them didn't know what to do.

A psychic attacked by a psychic controller may be able to speak, but it cannot be so easy and smooth.

Luke's next move also proved that he was not affected by the superpower controller, but rather took the opportunity to capture both of them.

Life goes up and down so fast, it's so entrenched!

But what she doesn't know is that Luke hasn't used half his strength from beginning to end, otherwise he'll be stronger.

They have no right to resist, either by themselves or by technology.

And this last superpower controller is interesting, but it's just kind of interesting.

Luke grabbed the two and went into the dark.

A moment later, when he stood in front of a superpower controller, Francis and Angela had disappeared, but he had fainted and thrown them into space number two.

Looking at this superpower controller in front of him, he frowned.

This controller is portable, has a base bracket, can adjust direction freely, looks a bit like a home satellite pan cover.

There are four such controllers nearby, pointing at the same position from four angles, which is where they work best, and where he just fought Francis.

But at this moment, the controller is emitting a hint of smoke, a whole lot of scorch black, and a smell of burning electronics.

Luke removed it, threw it into storage in a hidden place, and then went to the location of the other three controllers.

A few minutes later, he frowned and returned to the open ground.

All four superpower controllers self-destructed.

As the first representative of safety, he saw these scorching controllers, and he thought of that in the first place.

Putting the first controller into the storage space, he swept it past the mind, and he made sure of that.

The superpower controller that was just working was collectively self-destructed at the same time.

In addition, several electronic devices on both Francis' bodies, including a chip in their bodies, were self-destructed.

Think again about Francis' do-it-yourself, obviously more like a fighter than a behind the scenes boss.

Luke knew he had met a cunning, airtight opponent.

The first time Francis failed, the man cut off important clues and equipment that might exist to ensure his safety.

From this point of view, was this person just using several surveillance sites around him to view the results in real time? Luke wondered that man had walked back to the abandoned refrigerator of the thorax.

Behind the fridge, Wade was still lying on the floor, Vanessa kneeling beside him and putting his head on her own lap.

“I should come to you, but this man under the mask, he's not what you remember anymore...” Wade's voice is genuine at first sight.

“Did you make this mask yourself?” Vanessa interrupted him.

Wade: (chuckles)?

Vanessa reached out and Wade subconsciously hid.

But with her eyes on, he stopped.

Vanessa's hand slowly and firmly reached behind the mask, unbuckled the nylon buckle and pulled the mask off.

Then she looked helplessly at Wade's face.

Wade said, “There's another one before the mask falls off. ”

Just saw Tony Stark with that handsome face over his face.

Obviously it came from a big and small poster, and Wade cut his big and small head off and glued it to his face.

Vanessa shook her head and took it off with a smile that was "still the same”.

Wade's mouth is full of colors: “It's sticky… like car paint, or cut stickers, ooh! Wait, are you sure you want to take it off? ”

Vanessa nodded silently for a moment: “I'm sure.” Hands firmly removed a small number of faces.

The butter fruit really came out, and she couldn't help but scream, but didn't throw this radiating sand dog's head out.

Wade was a little dark: when she saw her handsome face in the past, she would definitely kiss it right away. She couldn't go back to the past, and the days of eating with her face were gone.

Vanessa reached for his chin and seemed to be thinking about something: “Well, I wanted to adjust for a short time, and under the influence of alcohol, your face now… I'd be happy to sit down. ”

When she said that, her hands naturally touched his face and then lifted her tail.

Wade was relieved and grabbed her pinky finger: "No problem, and this suit has something unique in the world - Super Dick! ”

Vanessa finally burst out laughing.

Side by side while watching Luke the party open his eyes.

He knows there are a lot of strange things about the world, but is this supposed to be a pair of... cheap couples?

It doesn't seem right. Vanessa is doing better than most people in the world.

But nothing seems wrong.

Without this big heart and this strange aesthetic, how could she eat a bitch like Wade to death?

He coughed softly, “Guys, shouldn't you talk about these snowflakes somewhere else? ”

Wade had a disgusting side of his face: "Are you still here? Can't you do something? ”

As he said, his hand was still waving like a fly: "You're the big boss, and world peace needs you to maintain it. I can't, but I can go home and clean the lawn. Maybe your dog has pulled a lot of chirps on it...”

Luke picks the eyebrows.

It's a bitch! Don't be ashamed when you beg, let alone when you're okay.