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Chapter 43 043. The Scenery of Evergreen Town

When Deadshot was observing the neighbors, the old men and old ladies also noticed the young man in the black car.

"Hello."

He greeted these neighbors friendly, and then parked the car in front of the house with house number 383.

This house is the same as the one next to it. It is a classic configuration of a garage and a two-story building. If there is any difference, it seems to have a new door?

The lawn in the yard looks like it has been mowed regularly and they are growing well.

Deadshot took out the house key from under the mat in front of the door, then opened the door and walked into the house.

Ok?
As soon as he entered, he smelled a strong smell of disinfectant.

Combined with the replaced door, he probably understood what was going on.

"Hopefully not in the bathroom or in bed."

Fortunately, after checking, he found that the previous owner of the house had died on the living room floor.

creak
Opening the window to ventilate the room filled with disinfectant, Deadshot then went out and drove the car parked on the side of the road into the garage.

Make your bed and put away your gear.

After finishing everything for the time being, he was going to go into the kitchen to get some food, but the empty refrigerator in front of him told him a fact.

Amanda Waller only bought him the house and didn't have anything in the fridge.

If he didn't go out to do shopping today, he would have to live by drinking tap water for the rest of the day.

The car that had just been parked in the garage was shot out again.
In the frozen section of the supermarket in the small town.

Deadshot pushed a shopping cart that was almost full and reached out to put a box of prawns into the cart, and by the way, asked the staff behind the counter to pack a fish that was sleeping on the crushed ice.

After looking at the things in the shopping cart, the food was settled, and he still had to go get some drinks.

As soon as he reached the liquor section, he heard a gunshot, and all the customers and staff next to him started running.

Snapped!Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa!
"Put down the gun!"

Then, the continuous gunshots mixed with people's screams and shouts after the gunshots made Deadshot, who lived in the small town of Evergreen on the first day, understand the cultural customs here.

He poked out half of his head to look at the situation at the cashier, and saw several policemen holding pistols aiming at a black man who had fallen to the ground.

"Put down the gun!!"

"Put down the damn gun!"

Shaking his head, he thought this person was hopeless.

The pool of blood under the opponent's head already explained the problem, but if you were lucky, there might still be a slight possibility.

When checking out, Deadshot glanced at the place where the accident happened, and found that one of the policemen chatting was the person in Waller's profile.

Name: Zhang San

Sex: Male
Age: Suspected to be 27 years old.

Physical characteristics: Asian, strong build, 1 meters tall.

The long-time police shooting champion, using a .50 extended version of the Black Desert Eagle, also has a fn5.7.

Personality: He is as easy to get along with as normal people, but he does not give criminals any chance to survive. All criminals who encounter him will not survive.

Possesses some sort of superpower that modifies the trajectory of bullets.

His strength far exceeds that of ordinary people, and his reaction speed is very fast.

In addition to the identity of the crazy boy, another identity is Seven wearing a silver helmet and a red tights.

【interesting. 】

Deadshot guessed that the shot in the head of the black man was fired by the policeman named Zhang San, but now he is not in the mood to say hello to the other party.

"I really don't understand why he pulled out a gun in front of me."

Speaking of what happened just now, Zhang San's eyes moved to the black man who had been declared dead by the medical staff present and covered with a cloth.

If it wasn't for him patrolling on a bicycle and coming to the supermarket to buy drinks when he was thirsty, then this person might have caused serious harm to the customers inside.

By the way, the support from the bastard colleague came very quickly. It is estimated that he just drove by and heard the gunshots.

"You are doing a good deed by allowing a soul that has fallen into the abyss to enter heaven."

"That's right. I believe he still yearns for light deep in his heart."

Colleagues who have worked in the police station for many years have seen countless identical cases. Such suspects are either high or mentally disturbed.

There is nothing to say, and their families always appeal with fictional facts every time they encounter this kind of thing.

After returning to the police station to finish writing the report, Zhang San rode his bicycle directly home.

Moon sat in the office and looked at the report he put on the table with doubts. Logically speaking, shouldn't the report be as detailed as possible?

Why did Zhang San submit only two lines of words on the report?
Although he had doubts in his mind, he still put the report away.

By the way, I sent Waller what Zhang San did today, anyway, this woman can also find out.

Zhang San, who went home after only working for half a day, came to the basement. The three women he raised had lost their anger. Instead, they were eating, drinking, watching TV and playing board games just like they were at home.

The butterflies are dying, and the alien creatures possessing humans without the cows can live for a few days at most.

It is estimated that they also learned the news from Chris or the vigilante, so they lived with the idea of ​​being able to live every day.

How to deal with them has become a problem for Zhang San now.

Batman can sell one. This rich local tyrant should want a living body to study how the butterfly controls humans and obtains its complete memory.

The Star Laboratory can also sell one. They seem to have a branch specializing in extraterrestrial research.

What to do if there is only one left?

Why don't you keep it as Mu En's wife?

Good idea!
Zhang San immediately called Batman, who was catching up on his sleep in the manor.

But it wasn't Bruce who answered the phone, it was his butler Afu who answered the phone:
"Master Wayne is sleeping, what can you tell me?"

"I caught an alien who invaded the earth. I wonder if our Mr. Wayne is interested?"

"Please wait."

After a while, Zhang San heard Bruce on the other end of the phone asking about alien invasion.

"Live, female, beautiful, you will know when you come here."

He just briefly talked about how he caught the alien, and didn't say anything about the butterfly.

Bruce on the other side looked at the hung up phone in his hand and frowned. Aliens invaded the earth?
Zhang San's tone on the phone just now didn't seem like he was joking. After he got dressed, he went to the steel bone and asked if any strange things had happened recently.

Cyborg quit the game he was playing, and searched:

"A while ago, Senator Goff's family was murdered, and all the employees in Grantay's factory died."

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(End of this chapter)