People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 12 012. Here comes the bastard
Maybe he will still have the chance to have sex with Wonder Woman, or another beautiful woman named Kara.

As for joining the Justice League...

He didn't think about it at all.

A superhero who is bound by the laws of cerebral palsy is just like a sand sculpture, and he doesn't want to be a sand sculpture.

Think about saving a bunch of people and then being framed because of some conspiracy of the villain, and then being scolded by the group of people you saved...

Zhang San couldn't hear these words, so Superman and the others could resist this kind of thing.

dinner time.

Zhang San, who kept his eyes on the wall clock, was not serious about eating. He had already cleaned out his personal backpack and was waiting to make money later.

Halfway through the meal, the phone call he was looking forward to came.

"I need your help. The address is..."

It was Moon who called. He spent 50 to hire Zhang San and naturally he would not keep him for free.

Hearing that the address reported on the other end of the phone was far away from his current location, Zhang San decided to invite someone to come over.

After replying that Mu En would arrive soon, he got up and left the villa after leaving half of the meal and waited outside.

In just 2 minutes, a light appeared at the end of the only road.

A taxi stopped beside Zhang San, and the brunette woman sitting in the driver's seat opened the door on the other side.

"You're going to spend more time with me tonight."

As soon as Zhang San's ambiguous words came out, the atmosphere in the car turned pink.

"Okay, one thousand an hour."

It's a pity that the driver is a woman who only likes money.

When she met Mei Dao destroying the machine, the two were destined not to be able to get along.

Zhang San, who was sitting next to her, pulled up his sleeves and showed off his muscles: "I think you should give the money."

The woman's smiling expression suddenly changed, and she said with a murderous look on her face: "If you want to have sex for free, just wait for me to cut off your gun."

Realizing that the situation was wrong, Zhang San hurriedly shouted:
"Oh, what kind of friendship do we have? How can I owe you money? You know this is not the kind of person you are."

Then, the car became quiet.

The woman's name is Sophia, and she met Zhang San when he went shopping in an adult goods store one day.

At that time, he thought the woman was just a pretty girl looking after the store, but he didn't expect to see her again when he called for a taxi.

Zhang San is a fan of short hair, and Sophia's brown hair is very suitable for him.

So, he shamelessly started hooking up.

Sophia was not polite to him either, she kicked the accelerator to let Zhang San know what a land plane is!

From then on, he decided that the other party was his exclusive driver, and whenever Zhang San didn't want to ride a bicycle, he would take care of Sofia's business.

"Since when did you wear glasses?"

Seeing Zhang San playing with a pair of glasses with a red frame in his hand, Sophia wondered if he had damaged his eyes from watching movies.

"Sister, I am a superhero! This is my superhero transformation prop, do you understand?"

Seeing that Zhang San was saying that he was a superhero again, Sophia said disdainfully: "If all superheroes are as lecherous as you are, then the world will be over."

In her eyes, Zhang San is a man who likes to watch movies and hook up with women at will.

There is also a racial discrimination.

Sophia clearly remembered the way Zhang San looked at the black district when he went to pick him up.

It was a look of garbage.

And the reason why she came over when such a person called her was just because he saved her sister.

When the school shooting happened, Zhang San was at the front wearing a police uniform and holding a rifle. It was he who forced the suspect into an empty classroom so that the frightened children could escape.

Sofia's younger sister was among them. She learned that her sister was almost shot and killed when she watched the news.

She only had this younger sister left, so one can imagine Sophia's mood at that time.

In short, every time Zhang San called her since then, Sophia would drive over to pick him up.

The car stopped slowly, and Zhang San, who came out of the car, signaled Sofia to find a fast food restaurant nearby for a rest, because he had to rely on her to go back later.

Looking at a big house with lights on in the forest in the distance, Zhang San, who was hiding in the grass, put the glasses in his hand on his face...

In a van in the darkness, Moon, Liotta and John looked at the surveillance information and noticed someone's figure.

In the dark night, a pervert in a red tights came out from the grass. Mu En looked at this figure speechlessly and wondered if his choice was right.

In order to prevent accidents, he specially called Zhang San and asked him to come and help.

It's just the way he looks now...

"The car is coming." Harcourt's voice on the intercom made Moon focus on the most important task.

"The child isn't that ugly at all, but it's still ugly."

A peace envoy with a sniper rifle under a pool pavilion expressed his views.

He looked at the photos before and thought the child was ugly, but now he changed his mind.

Ugly is still ugly, but not as ugly as in the photo.

"Can you hit the target?"

Mu En didn't want to discuss this matter with him, he just wanted to solve the mission objective quickly.

Harcourt looked at it with a scope in his hand, and replied, "He's playing with a child."

After waiting for two seconds, Mu En asked again: "What about now?"

"No."

In the heart of the Messenger of Peace, a bodyguard blocks the man he was about to shoot.

"Isn't that okay? Just shoot if there's no problem."

Hearing Merrimun's urging, the Messenger of Peace cursed impatiently: "I know, can you shut up."

However, just as he finished speaking, the mission target entered the house under the protection of bodyguards.

"fk!"

Moon in the car and the Peacemaker under the pavilion cursed secretly at the same time. Now they might have to wait until morning to find a chance to shoot the target.

"They're there." Harcourt, who was observing the room, gave a reminder to the people next to him.

The Messenger of Peace immediately glanced over, but what he saw stunned him: "wtf?!"

Behind a glass window, a few people who looked like puppets walked past in a daze.

Compared with the question mark on the face of the Messenger of Peace, Harcourt, who was holding the observation glass, was very indifferent.

"I think all of them are butterflies."

"why?"

Moon, who got the new news, was a little uncertain. He asked Harcourt how he found out.

So Harcourt told him what he saw, a family of four walking dead.

"If they are all butterflies, then you have to kill them all, Messenger of Peace."

(End of this chapter)