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The enemy is too powerful, let Kang the Conqueror decide to be more careful and grow steadily.
So he found Mr. Omen and the Black Queen.
If they were to face Superman directly and become thugs, the opponent would definitely not be happy.
But Kang the Conqueror has ruled so many timelines, and he has long been handy about how to attack the characters in the plot.
He knew Mr. Omen and the Black Queen, both of whom were making apocalyptic ideas.
One wants to be a second-to-five boy, stabbing a knife in the back, plundering the latter's power.
The other wanted to draw a powerful soul and complete the ascension ceremony.
It can be said that each has a ghost, and each has its own needs.
It just so happens that Kang the Conqueror and Tianqi also have a grievance that has to be said.
The latter was once his little brother, but he overthrew his rule.
That was the first time Kang the Conqueror hit a wall, and the game of world **** ended prematurely.
Calculated in this way, three people are equal to the same enemies and the same interests.
It hits it off, and forming an alliance is a matter of course.
The next question that Kang the Conqueror has to consider is how to convince Mr. Omen and the Black Queen to join his anti-Superman alliance and act as a thug.
"Mr. Essex, I know you have a lot of research on mutants and cloning technology."
Kang the Conqueror rolled his eyes and said against the face of the president: "As far as I know, Dr. Bolivar Trask of S.H.I. One."
"At this time, Superman not only has an increasingly complete gene pool, but also has gathered many mutants-your compatriots are being domesticated and become lambs in captivity."
The diamond-shaped gem on Mr. Omen's forehead gleamed with a strange red light.
He is not Namor, who is in arrears with IQ, and he can hear what Kang the Conqueror said.
"What the mutants become is nothing to do with me."
Mr. Omen shook his head, as if he didn't want to get involved in this muddy water.
He is a mutant gene activated by Apocalypse, and he has no sense of belonging to the race.
When doing experiments before, I personally dissected the bodies of several mutants.
"But Mr. Essex, your research requires mutant genes. For you, those are the basis for your strength."
Kang the Conqueror knows Mr. Omen very well, and his bio-cloning technology has always been at the forefront of the times.
Collecting mutants and cloning mutants has always been his job.
The other party's purpose is also very simple. Use the mutant genes collected to transform yourself into an individual stronger than Apocalypse, or create an individual stronger than Apocalypse by hand.
"Your Excellency Conqueror, what on earth do you want to say?"
Mr. Omen tightened his lips. He knew that the president standing in front of him was actually a smuggler from the future.
When Kang the Conqueror met for the first time, he told his origins and facts, and showed convincing evidence.
This is also the reason why Mr. Omen and the Black Queen agreed to cooperate.
"Apocalypse is nothing but fish on the chopping board. He is temporarily asleep and has no ability to resist."
Kang the Conqueror smiled confidently, with a complete look on his chest.
"If you want to deal with him, I can help. But before that, we must solve the big problem of Superman."
The long legs of the Black Queen stopped shaking, she leaned sideways, lying on the sofa, exuding fatal attraction all the time.
"Your Excellency the Conqueror wants us to deal with Superman? This is different from what I said before. When you came to the door, you didn't propose to deal with the most powerful man in the world."
When Selene heard the name of Superman, his eyes flashed.
She had said frankly before that she was deeply interested in the young lieutenant general.
I once thought of seduce each other and let Superman help her practice.
"Put away your undulating spring heart, Selene. There is no woman who died in Superman's hands."
Mr. Omen glanced at his ally, and said coldly: "If he sees you appear, the probability of bowing under the skirt is very low, and the probability of punching you into meat sauce is even greater."
"Don't overestimate your own charm. Men's inner desires for women can be satisfied through torture, whipping, and humiliation, in addition to the biological impulse to mate."
"Destroying good things can also give people pleasure."
The Black Queen smiled contemptuously and showed the side of an old driver, "If that superman has this hobby, I will definitely satisfy him."
"Tossing, torture, and rope bonding, these are just pediatrics."
Gameplay such as using props or other crafts appeared as early as the 17th century.
The British in particular have a strong desire for flogging.
At that time, the brothel establishments often offered professional services in order to attract big-name business-prostitutes in riding boots and low-cut dresses wielded horse whips to beat guests.
According to statistics from an unknown organization, the number of people who spend money to be abusers far exceeds that of abusers.
Among them, most of them are successful in their careers and well-dressed men.
They even advertise in newspapers, soliciting "hostesses."
Many socialites in social salons have to learn first-hand techniques to win the appreciation of men.
The British like to whip this bite, but the Germans like to tie up, and heavy-tasting props.
The French are relatively normal. They are keen to commit crimes before their husbands or be tauren.
Anyway, in Europe at that time, the scale of play was very large.
Moreover, only the upper class can play in this way, and the common people can only express their envy by saying "the upper class is so nasty".
The Black Queen lived for so long, experienced the Roman Republican era, witnessed the Empire era, and then witnessed the division of East and West until its decline.
I've seen a big scene of 10,000 people enjoying the same public baths.
The little thing Mr. Omen said was just a trifle.
"Uh, two, are you out of the topic?"
Kang, the conqueror who is not very interested in female sex, said that some of them couldn't fit into the topic.
"Your Excellency, Conqueror, it is impossible for us to fight the most terrible opponent in the world for a little profit."
Mr. Omen is straight to the point.
The meaning is very clear, it is okay to want him to be a thug, but you have to add more money.
"Yes, Lord Conqueror. There are too many strong men who have encountered Waterloo in Superman's hands."
At this time, the Black Queen was on the same line as Mr. Omen.
Just like their tit-for-tat confrontation just now, it didn't happen at all.
"Apocalypse is not enough as a bargaining chip?"
Conqueror Kang frowned and asked.
He began to realize that the two allies he had sought seemed a bit too greedy.
"Mr. Essex is an Alpha-class mutant, proficient in many abilities, Ms. Selene is good at black magic and can draw life."
Kang, the conqueror with his arms folded, glanced out of the dark window, and said in a persuasive way: "With my high-tech weapons, the possibility of solving Superman is very high."
Mr. Omen and the Black Queen looked at each other and shook their heads.
Superman's name is too loud, and his record is too amazing.
Rushing up hastily, what's the difference between that and giving someone a head.
"If you are the Conqueror, you are willing to use your space-time shuttle machine as a bargaining chip..."
After a moment of silence, Mr. Omen made a request.
Rule a timeline, a complete world.
This is a huge temptation for anyone.
"It seems that Mr. Essex doesn't want to talk about it."
Kang the Conqueror's face turned cold, and he said directly: "Superman is already one hundred and fifty kilometers away and will soon be at the White House."
"There is not much time left for the two of you to consider. Either form an alliance with me. After this is done, I will hand over the mutant gene bank of S.H.I.E.L.D. to Essex and find a suitable soul for Ms. Selene To help you complete the ascension ceremony."
"Either choose to watch and miss this opportunity."
"But even if I fail, Superman can't kill me all at once."
"It's different when dealing with you. The two young lieutenants who are too strong have no basis and space for cooperation."
"Without my help, it would not be so easy to find a chance to deal with Superman."
Kang the Conqueror said quickly and urgently. He didn't expect Superman to be so impulsive and directly kill the White House.
Even if you have some conclusive evidence, you have to test each other for several rounds, and after fierce games, you can take action?
"Essex, you stay and fight Superman, I'll..."
The Black Queen made a decisive decision and chose to run away.
Hand a magic circle with your hand to cut the space.
The shining spark just came out and went out instantly.
"I have used the phase space to block and isolate the possibility of using teleportation magic to escape."
Kang the Conqueror shrugged. He originally wanted to negotiate seriously. He didn't guess that Superman would kill him directly, and he didn't expect the appetite of allies to be so great.
Instead of continuing to play peekaboo and find a new identity, it is better to tie Mr. Omen and the Black Queen to the chariot.
"You count me!"
The black queen took suffocation and smashed it out with a fireball.
Zi Zi Zi!
The electric current makes a noise.
Kang, the conqueror with the face of the president, disappeared instantly like an illusory projection.
"Ms. Selene, are you sure you want to choose infighting instead of teaming up?"
Like a teleportation, Kang the Conqueror appeared in another part of the room.
After a failure ~www.novelhall.com~ The Black Queen knew the other side's immersive projection.
According to the character of Kang Cao, the conqueror, he would not easily expose his real body.
"I hope you can keep your promise."
The Black Queen stopped and said coldly.
It is the best choice to abandon unnecessary feelings, think rationally, and cooperate with Kang the Conqueror.
Superman won't give her what she wants, and if she can't complete the ascension ceremony, it's meaningless to keep it as it is.
The Black Queen has been alive for a long time, and becoming a **** is her only obsession.
"he came."
The diamond-shaped gem on Mr. Omen's forehead shone with light.
His voice fell to the ground, and outside the White House, a figure resembled a supersonic aircraft, tearing air waves, breaking through the sound barrier, and slamming straight on the green lawn.
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The enemy is too powerful, let Kang the Conqueror decide to be more careful and grow steadily.
So he found Mr. Omen and the Black Queen.
If they were to face Superman directly and become thugs, the opponent would definitely not be happy.
But Kang the Conqueror has ruled so many timelines, and he has long been handy about how to attack the characters in the plot.
He knew Mr. Omen and the Black Queen, both of whom were making apocalyptic ideas.
One wants to be a second-to-five boy, stabbing a knife in the back, plundering the latter's power.
The other wanted to draw a powerful soul and complete the ascension ceremony.
It can be said that each has a ghost, and each has its own needs.
It just so happens that Kang the Conqueror and Tianqi also have a grievance that has to be said.
The latter was once his little brother, but he overthrew his rule.
That was the first time Kang the Conqueror hit a wall, and the game of world **** ended prematurely.
Calculated in this way, three people are equal to the same enemies and the same interests.
It hits it off, and forming an alliance is a matter of course.
The next question that Kang the Conqueror has to consider is how to convince Mr. Omen and the Black Queen to join his anti-Superman alliance and act as a thug.
"Mr. Essex, I know you have a lot of research on mutants and cloning technology."
Kang the Conqueror rolled his eyes and said against the face of the president: "As far as I know, Dr. Bolivar Trask of S.H.I. One."
"At this time, Superman not only has an increasingly complete gene pool, but also has gathered many mutants-your compatriots are being domesticated and become lambs in captivity."
The diamond-shaped gem on Mr. Omen's forehead gleamed with a strange red light.
He is not Namor, who is in arrears with IQ, and he can hear what Kang the Conqueror said.
"What the mutants become is nothing to do with me."
Mr. Omen shook his head, as if he didn't want to get involved in this muddy water.
He is a mutant gene activated by Apocalypse, and he has no sense of belonging to the race.
When doing experiments before, I personally dissected the bodies of several mutants.
"But Mr. Essex, your research requires mutant genes. For you, those are the basis for your strength."
Kang the Conqueror knows Mr. Omen very well, and his bio-cloning technology has always been at the forefront of the times.
Collecting mutants and cloning mutants has always been his job.
The other party's purpose is also very simple. Use the mutant genes collected to transform yourself into an individual stronger than Apocalypse, or create an individual stronger than Apocalypse by hand.
"Your Excellency Conqueror, what on earth do you want to say?"
Mr. Omen tightened his lips. He knew that the president standing in front of him was actually a smuggler from the future.
When Kang the Conqueror met for the first time, he told his origins and facts, and showed convincing evidence.
This is also the reason why Mr. Omen and the Black Queen agreed to cooperate.
"Apocalypse is nothing but fish on the chopping board. He is temporarily asleep and has no ability to resist."
Kang the Conqueror smiled confidently, with a complete look on his chest.
"If you want to deal with him, I can help. But before that, we must solve the big problem of Superman."
The long legs of the Black Queen stopped shaking, she leaned sideways, lying on the sofa, exuding fatal attraction all the time.
"Your Excellency the Conqueror wants us to deal with Superman? This is different from what I said before. When you came to the door, you didn't propose to deal with the most powerful man in the world."
When Selene heard the name of Superman, his eyes flashed.
She had said frankly before that she was deeply interested in the young lieutenant general.
I once thought of seduce each other and let Superman help her practice.
"Put away your undulating spring heart, Selene. There is no woman who died in Superman's hands."
Mr. Omen glanced at his ally, and said coldly: "If he sees you appear, the probability of bowing under the skirt is very low, and the probability of punching you into meat sauce is even greater."
"Don't overestimate your own charm. Men's inner desires for women can be satisfied through torture, whipping, and humiliation, in addition to the biological impulse to mate."
"Destroying good things can also give people pleasure."
The Black Queen smiled contemptuously and showed the side of an old driver, "If that superman has this hobby, I will definitely satisfy him."
"Tossing, torture, and rope bonding, these are just pediatrics."
Gameplay such as using props or other crafts appeared as early as the 17th century.
The British in particular have a strong desire for flogging.
At that time, the brothel establishments often offered professional services in order to attract big-name business-prostitutes in riding boots and low-cut dresses wielded horse whips to beat guests.
According to statistics from an unknown organization, the number of people who spend money to be abusers far exceeds that of abusers.
Among them, most of them are successful in their careers and well-dressed men.
They even advertise in newspapers, soliciting "hostesses."
Many socialites in social salons have to learn first-hand techniques to win the appreciation of men.
The British like to whip this bite, but the Germans like to tie up, and heavy-tasting props.
The French are relatively normal. They are keen to commit crimes before their husbands or be tauren.
Anyway, in Europe at that time, the scale of play was very large.
Moreover, only the upper class can play in this way, and the common people can only express their envy by saying "the upper class is so nasty".
The Black Queen lived for so long, experienced the Roman Republican era, witnessed the Empire era, and then witnessed the division of East and West until its decline.
I've seen a big scene of 10,000 people enjoying the same public baths.
The little thing Mr. Omen said was just a trifle.
"Uh, two, are you out of the topic?"
Kang, the conqueror who is not very interested in female sex, said that some of them couldn't fit into the topic.
"Your Excellency, Conqueror, it is impossible for us to fight the most terrible opponent in the world for a little profit."
Mr. Omen is straight to the point.
The meaning is very clear, it is okay to want him to be a thug, but you have to add more money.
"Yes, Lord Conqueror. There are too many strong men who have encountered Waterloo in Superman's hands."
At this time, the Black Queen was on the same line as Mr. Omen.
Just like their tit-for-tat confrontation just now, it didn't happen at all.
"Apocalypse is not enough as a bargaining chip?"
Conqueror Kang frowned and asked.
He began to realize that the two allies he had sought seemed a bit too greedy.
"Mr. Essex is an Alpha-class mutant, proficient in many abilities, Ms. Selene is good at black magic and can draw life."
Kang, the conqueror with his arms folded, glanced out of the dark window, and said in a persuasive way: "With my high-tech weapons, the possibility of solving Superman is very high."
Mr. Omen and the Black Queen looked at each other and shook their heads.
Superman's name is too loud, and his record is too amazing.
Rushing up hastily, what's the difference between that and giving someone a head.
"If you are the Conqueror, you are willing to use your space-time shuttle machine as a bargaining chip..."
After a moment of silence, Mr. Omen made a request.
Rule a timeline, a complete world.
This is a huge temptation for anyone.
"It seems that Mr. Essex doesn't want to talk about it."
Kang the Conqueror's face turned cold, and he said directly: "Superman is already one hundred and fifty kilometers away and will soon be at the White House."
"There is not much time left for the two of you to consider. Either form an alliance with me. After this is done, I will hand over the mutant gene bank of S.H.I.E.L.D. to Essex and find a suitable soul for Ms. Selene To help you complete the ascension ceremony."
"Either choose to watch and miss this opportunity."
"But even if I fail, Superman can't kill me all at once."
"It's different when dealing with you. The two young lieutenants who are too strong have no basis and space for cooperation."
"Without my help, it would not be so easy to find a chance to deal with Superman."
Kang the Conqueror said quickly and urgently. He didn't expect Superman to be so impulsive and directly kill the White House.
Even if you have some conclusive evidence, you have to test each other for several rounds, and after fierce games, you can take action?
"Essex, you stay and fight Superman, I'll..."
The Black Queen made a decisive decision and chose to run away.
Hand a magic circle with your hand to cut the space.
The shining spark just came out and went out instantly.
"I have used the phase space to block and isolate the possibility of using teleportation magic to escape."
Kang the Conqueror shrugged. He originally wanted to negotiate seriously. He didn't guess that Superman would kill him directly, and he didn't expect the appetite of allies to be so great.
Instead of continuing to play peekaboo and find a new identity, it is better to tie Mr. Omen and the Black Queen to the chariot.
"You count me!"
The black queen took suffocation and smashed it out with a fireball.
Zi Zi Zi!
The electric current makes a noise.
Kang, the conqueror with the face of the president, disappeared instantly like an illusory projection.
"Ms. Selene, are you sure you want to choose infighting instead of teaming up?"
Like a teleportation, Kang the Conqueror appeared in another part of the room.
After a failure ~www.novelhall.com~ The Black Queen knew the other side's immersive projection.
According to the character of Kang Cao, the conqueror, he would not easily expose his real body.
"I hope you can keep your promise."
The Black Queen stopped and said coldly.
It is the best choice to abandon unnecessary feelings, think rationally, and cooperate with Kang the Conqueror.
Superman won't give her what she wants, and if she can't complete the ascension ceremony, it's meaningless to keep it as it is.
The Black Queen has been alive for a long time, and becoming a **** is her only obsession.
"he came."
The diamond-shaped gem on Mr. Omen's forehead shone with light.
His voice fell to the ground, and outside the White House, a figure resembled a supersonic aircraft, tearing air waves, breaking through the sound barrier, and slamming straight on the green lawn.
, The fastest update of the latest chapters of Superman!The enemy is too powerful, let Kang the Conqueror decide to be more careful and grow steadily.So he found Mr. Omen and the Black Queen.If they were to face Superman directly and become thugs, the opponent would definitely not be happy.But Kang the Conqueror has ruled so many timelines, and he has long been handy about how to attack the characters in the plot.He knew Mr. Omen and the Black Queen, both of whom were making apocalyptic ideas.One wants to be a second-to-five boy, stabbing a knife in the back, plundering the latter's power.The other wanted to draw a powerful soul and complete the ascension ceremony.It can be said that each has a ghost, and each has its own needs.It just so happens that Kang the Conqueror and Tianqi also have a grievance that has to be said.The latter was once his little brother, but he overthrew his rule.That was the first time Kang the Conqueror hit a wall, and the game of world **** ended prematurely.Calculated in this way, three people are equal to the same enemies and the same interests.It hits it off, and forming an alliance is a matter of course.The next question that Kang the Conqueror has to consider is how to convince Mr. Omen and the Black Queen to join his anti-Superman alliance and act as a thug."Mr. Essex, I know you have a lot of research on mutants and cloning technology."Kang the Conqueror rolled his eyes and said against the face of the president: "As far as I know, Dr. Bolivar Trask of S.H.I. One.""At this time, Superman not only has an increasingly complete gene pool, but also has gathered many mutants-your compatriots are being domesticated and become lambs in captivity."The diamond-shaped gem on Mr. Omen's forehead gleamed with a strange red light.He is not Namor, who is in arrears with IQ, and he can hear what Kang the Conqueror said."What the mutants become is nothing to do with me."Mr. Omen shook his head, as if he didn't want to get involved in this muddy water.He is a mutant gene activated by Apocalypse, and he has no sense of belonging to the race.When doing experiments before, I personally dissected the bodies of several mutants."But Mr. Essex, your research requires mutant genes. For you, those are the basis for your strength."Kang the Conqueror knows Mr. Omen very well, and his bio-cloning technology has always been at the forefront of the times.Collecting mutants and cloning mutants has always been his job.The other party's purpose is also very simple. Use the mutant genes collected to transform yourself into an individual stronger than Apocalypse, or create an individual stronger than Apocalypse by hand."Your Excellency Conqueror, what on earth do you want to say?"Mr. Omen tightened his lips. He knew that the president standing in front of him was actually a smuggler from the future.When Kang the Conqueror met for the first time, he told his origins and facts, and showed convincing evidence.This is also the reason why Mr. Omen and the Black Queen agreed to cooperate."Apocalypse is nothing but fish on the chopping board. He is temporarily asleep and has no ability to resist."Kang the Conqueror smiled confidently, with a complete look on his chest."If you want to deal with him, I can help. But before that, we must solve the big problem of Superman."The long legs of the Black Queen stopped shaking, she leaned sideways, lying on the sofa, exuding fatal attraction all the time."Your Excellency the Conqueror wants us to deal with Superman? This is different from what I said before. When you came to the door, you didn't propose to deal with the most powerful man in the world."When Selene heard the name of Superman, his eyes flashed.She had said frankly before that she was deeply interested in the young lieutenant general.I once thought of seduce each other and let Superman help her practice."Put away your undulating spring heart, Selene. There is no woman who died in Superman's hands."Mr. Omen glanced at his ally, and said coldly: "If he sees you appear, the probability of bowing under the skirt is very low, and the probability of punching you into meat sauce is even greater.""Don't overestimate your own charm. Men's inner desires for women can be satisfied through torture, whipping, and humiliation, in addition to the biological impulse to mate.""Destroying good things can also give people pleasure."The Black Queen smiled contemptuously and showed the side of an old driver, "If that superman has this hobby, I will definitely satisfy him.""Tossing, torture, and rope bonding, these are just pediatrics."Gameplay such as using props or other crafts appeared as early as the 17th century.The British in particular have a strong desire for flogging.At that time, the brothel establishments often offered professional services in order to attract big-name business-prostitutes in riding boots and low-cut dresses wielded horse whips to beat guests.According to statistics from an unknown organization, the number of people who spend money to be abusers far exceeds that of abusers.Among them, most of them are successful in their careers and well-dressed men.They even advertise in newspapers, soliciting "hostesses."Many socialites in social salons have to learn first-hand techniques to win the appreciation of men.The British like to whip this bite, but the Germans like to tie up, and heavy-tasting props.The French are relatively normal. They are keen to commit crimes before their husbands or be tauren.Anyway, in Europe at that time, the scale of play was very large.Moreover, only the upper class can play in this way, and the common people can only express their envy by saying "the upper class is so nasty".The Black Queen lived for so long, experienced the Roman Republican era, witnessed the Empire era, and then witnessed the division of East and West until its decline.I've seen a big scene of 10,000 people enjoying the same public baths.The little thing Mr. Omen said was just a trifle."Uh, two, are you out of the topic?"Kang, the conqueror who is not very interested in female sex, said that some of them couldn't fit into the topic."Your Excellency, Conqueror, it is impossible for us to fight the most terrible opponent in the world for a little profit."Mr. Omen is straight to the point.The meaning is very clear, it is okay to want him to be a thug, but you have to add more money."Yes, Lord Conqueror. There are too many strong men who have encountered Waterloo in Superman's hands."At this time, the Black Queen was on the same line as Mr. Omen.Just like their tit-for-tat confrontation just now, it didn't happen at all."Apocalypse is not enough as a bargaining chip?"Conqueror Kang frowned and asked.He began to realize that the two allies he had sought seemed a bit too greedy."Mr. Essex is an Alpha-class mutant, proficient in many abilities, Ms. Selene is good at black magic and can draw life."Kang, the conqueror with his arms folded, glanced out of the dark window, and said in a persuasive way: "With my high-tech weapons, the possibility of solving Superman is very high."Mr. Omen and the Black Queen looked at each other and shook their heads.Superman's name is too loud, and his record is too amazing.Rushing up hastily, what's the difference between that and giving someone a head."If you are the Conqueror, you are willing to use your space-time shuttle machine as a bargaining chip..."After a moment of silence, Mr. Omen made a request.Rule a timeline, a complete world.This is a huge temptation for anyone."It seems that Mr. Essex doesn't want to talk about it."Kang the Conqueror's face turned cold, and he said directly: "Superman is already one hundred and fifty kilometers away and will soon be at the White House.""There is not much time left for the two of you to consider. Either form an alliance with me. After this is done, I will hand over the mutant gene bank of S.H.I.E.L.D. to Essex and find a suitable soul for Ms. Selene To help you complete the ascension ceremony.""Either choose to watch and miss this opportunity.""But even if I fail, Superman can't kill me all at once.""It's different when dealing with you. The two young lieutenants who are too strong have no basis and space for cooperation.""Without my help, it would not be so easy to find a chance to deal with Superman."Kang the Conqueror said quickly and urgently. He didn't expect Superman to be so impulsive and directly kill the White House.Even if you have some conclusive evidence, you have to test each other for several rounds, and after fierce games, you can take action?"Essex, you stay and fight Superman, I'll..."The Black Queen made a decisive decision and chose to run away.Hand a magic circle with your hand to cut the space.The shining spark just came out and went out instantly."I have used the phase space to block and isolate the possibility of using teleportation magic to escape."Kang the Conqueror shrugged. He originally wanted to negotiate seriously. He didn't guess that Superman would kill him directly, and he didn't expect the appetite of allies to be so great.Instead of continuing to play peekaboo and find a new identity, it is better to tie Mr. Omen and the Black Queen to the chariot."You count me!"The black queen took suffocation and smashed it out with a fireball.Zi Zi Zi!The electric current makes a noise.Kang, the conqueror with the face of the president, disappeared instantly like an illusory projection."Ms. Selene, are you sure you want to choose infighting instead of teaming up?"Like a teleportation, Kang the Conqueror appeared in another part of the room.After a failure ~www.novelhall.com~ The Black Queen knew the other side's immersive projection.According to the character of Kang Cao, the conqueror, he would not easily expose his real body."I hope you can keep your promise."The Black Queen stopped and said coldly.It is the best choice to abandon unnecessary feelings, think rationally, and cooperate with Kang the Conqueror.Superman won't give her what she wants, and if she can't complete the ascension ceremony, it's meaningless to keep it as it is.The Black Queen has been alive for a long time, and becoming a **** is her only obsession."he came."The diamond-shaped gem on Mr. Omen's forehead shone with light.His voice fell to the ground, and outside the White House, a figure resembled a supersonic aircraft, tearing air waves, breaking through the sound barrier, and slamming straight on the green lawn.
