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Chapter 45 045. The best disguise is...

"Well, this looks just right."

I saw Zhang San in the mirror wearing a black hood, holding a shotgun in one hand and a submachine gun in the other.

He also wore a bulletproof vest inside the black coat, and underneath was a pair of black trousers with a multi-functional belt. The shoes were thick-soled boots that were durable.

With his appearance, he will be surrounded by a bunch of policemen with AR rifles within 3 minutes of going out.

Not to mention passers-by and the police, gangsters and some gang members will be scared to pee when they see it.

good!What you want is this sense of intimidation!

"Do you eat watermelon?"

Suddenly, Chris, wearing only a pair of white tight underwear, opened the door and walked in.

"Is it ice?"

"Who the hell are you?!"

Chris somehow made a defensive posture towards Zhang San, with some hostility in his eyes.

"Kara!!! There's a fucking giant keyboard with a gun in Sam's room!!!"

what?
Hearing what Chris shouted, Zhang San froze for a moment.

He looked at himself in the glasses again, isn't this a very common bank robber?
Could this be the effect of the hood to hide his identity?
Turn yourself into a giant keyboard! ?

Soon, Carla, who was cutting watermelon downstairs, and several employees waiting at the table ran up.

But Kara still has insight. She looked at the oversized keyboard with a gun in front of her and said, "Sir, watermelon is ice."

"wt? This keyboard monster is Zhang San!?"

Chris stepped forward to touch the body of the big keyboard with a strange expression, and the touch returned was exactly the feeling of the keyboard he often used.

After a while, Zhang San, who was sitting in the living room eating watermelon, took the pattern that Kara had just drawn and looked at it.

A pair of human-sized translucent black keyboards with stickman-like limbs, and his hand holding the gun is like black dough wrapped around the handle, which looks very weird.

"So what kind of new nickname are you going to have? Keyboard Man? Or Super Keyboard? Or just call him Mr. Keyboard?"

The smiling Chris told him a bunch of keyboard-related names, and said that Mr. Keyboard's voice was very magnetic.

There is a feeling of self-current.

"104, when I look like this from now on, you can call me 104."

Pointing to the keyboard with [-] keys on the paper, Zhang San decided on his new nickname.

【Let’s just use the keyboard, it’s better than becoming a bank robber.】

On a big tree in the valley outside, Deadshot, wearing a black hood, was sitting on the trunk of the tree, looking at the activities in the villa from a distance.

In order to make himself look less conspicuous, he not only replaced the original white hood with black this time.

He also changed his clothes into army green clothes that were about the same color as the woods, and he didn't wear the red ones anymore.

The monocle-like aiming aid in front of his left eye allows him to see far away, and he can see everything that happens outside the villa and behind the glass.

But now, in his vision, a private helicopter landed in the courtyard of the villa.

There was only one man in black clothes on board the helicopter.

"Bruce Wayne? I didn't expect a big entrepreneur in Gotham to know a policeman from a remote town"

But what is he doing here?
Deadshot waited quietly, he was looking forward to what Bruce Wayne would bring out of this house later.

...

"Choose one and take it with you."

In the basement, Zhang San pointed to the three women in the glass room and the calm Bruce next to him.

They had a friendly exchange just now, and Bruce, who had a desire to buy, expressed that he wanted to see the women possessed by alien creatures, so he was taken to the basement.

But when he was going down the stairs, his eyes drifted to a square black metal door facing them.

What's behind the door?
Is there Zhang San's secret hidden in the room protected by a door similar to a bank vault?

At the same time, Bruce also discovered that the few people locked in the glass room were the women who had appeared in the video communication between the two parties to operate the computer.

So were they voluntarily handing over alien technology, or were they forced?
"Give."

Zhang San handed Bruce the see-through helmet that Kara brought and told him how to use it.

"There really is a bug."

Bruce put on the helmet and turned on the see-through function, and he saw small bugs parasitic in the heads of three humans.

As Zhang San said, a slap-sized bug just lay in the human brain under X-ray.

"Do you want me to open one for you to see?" Zhang San pulled out his pistol, ready to go in and make the big boss next to him look at him.

"No, maybe there is a way to save them."

Bruce wanted to try it, even though Zhang San said upstairs that they were already living corpses that had lost their lives.

"they?"

"I want all three of them."

The Rich Man is awesome, he is worthy of being a superhero, and he actually wants to save a few corpses.

"But I have already contacted Xingchen Laboratory"

"I'll pay double."

"make a deal."

Zhang San agreed with a smile, and asked Kara to inject the three people inside with a debilitating potion.

After being injected with the medicine, these butterflies whose physical fitness exceeds ordinary people will become very weak, so that there will be no accidents during the transportation.

Then he took out a quilt from the glass room and wrapped the three of them in it.

He and Kara worked in tandem, and the two of them carried the quilt wrapped around the person to Bruce's helicopter.

They also brought a box of 'honey' that the butterflies eat, and the amount inside is enough for them to eat for a month.

If Bruce is lucky and there are no accidents during this month's research, then I'm afraid he will have to pay more if he wants to continue their lives.

"Bye-Bye."

The money had already arrived, and Zhang San waved goodbye to the helicopter that was gradually taking off with a smile on his face.

The wealthy man is rich and powerful, and the questions he asks do not involve personal aspects. He likes to negotiate deals with this kind of people.

I don't know what he can research with these three butterflies...

However, all of this was seen by Deadshot who was hiding in a tree. Years of experience told him that there were people in the quilt, and there were more than one.

Does Bruce Wayne, a Gotham entrepreneur, have any special hobbies?

shouldn't
But if it is related to human experiments, it is impossible for Bruce Wayne to come here in person.

What the hell are they doing?
Deadshot was confused, but he wasn't going to tell Amanda Waller this.

Because he has only one mission, to monitor the woman named Kara.

Things other than the blonde woman were not included in the deal.

When he has a chance to talk to Gotham entrepreneurs, he might be able to use this matter to get hush money.

(End of this chapter)