[Comprehensive Yingmi] It’s all the face that hurt me

Atal: "..."

"Don't you want to?" Lex asked, crossing his hands and resting his chin.

He felt a threat from this sentence. Obviously, if Atal nodded, they might become enemies immediately, and those preferential treatment would fly away instantly.

At the same time, an egoist like Lex would definitely turn around and betray him to the League of Assassins.

"I'm not going to take the initiative to side with Superman," Attar said finally.

Lex stared at him blankly for a while, his eyes darkened, but Atal didn't avoid his gaze.

"You know people like Superman can't be avoided, and in who I am, we'll meet sooner or later. If Superman thinks I'm stuck in a quagmire and needs to be rescued—"

Lex sneered.

Atar continued without changing his expression: "——that type of person, he may take the initiative to find me. So I can only guarantee that I will not be persuaded by him."

He didn't know if this explanation would work, but it was the best answer he could give.

Half a minute later, Lex smiled without warning, and the oppressive atmosphere disappeared in an instant.Atal couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, at least now Lex won't mess with him.

"Lionel, here it is."

"...Okay," Lionel said, took out the diary from his jacket, and handed it to Atar, "A friendly reminder, there will be an auction held in Star City tonight."

Atar stretched out his hand to pick it up, but the other party retracted his hand, preventing him from taking it, as if teasing him.

"Want to know how that guy died? We heard he took a photo of something he shouldn't have." Lionel sighed, "And it's going to be up for auction tonight, so it's a good chance. "

Lex laughed from the sidelines.

"You read my diary." Atar frowned, "Or, you already knew what was going to happen?"

Lionel glanced at Lex, who said, "Tell him."

Atal's eyes turned around the two of them, and he felt sensitively that although Lex's connivance towards the half-Kryptonian created by him was outrageous in some respects, it was actually more full of orders. desire to control.

And Lionel seemed to be aware of this, and Atal saw his eyes darken, like a wolfhound offended, but he quickly recovered his relaxed and flamboyant appearance, and said obediently:

"—Recently, some kryptonite was circulating in Star City, and Lex's father planned to buy it, so he checked it out and found some very interesting things."

"Get to the point, Lionel." Lex's voice sounded again.

Lionel's body froze, and he curled his lips and said, "Do you know Cthulhu?"

... Cthulhu.

……

……

As soon as he finished speaking, Atar felt a burst of electricity pass through his body, and he shuddered slightly because of this, as if something had been activated. This term brought him a sense of gloom as if he was facing the overwhelming wave of fear.

The color in front of Atar's eyes distorted for a moment, turning into black and white in an instant, only blood was the bright color of the world, and the world in his sight seemed to have turned into an old TV set, with only mottled lines left.

For a split second, Atal thought he was standing in the empty darkness, the world was emptied.The sounds around him became hazy, and when he moved slightly, his body drew traces of water waves.

—He is in the deep sea.

And the nearest building was built into an indescribable and weird shape, crooked like the branches of a small town, as if countless hands wanted to pull him into this weird castle.

Only the tentacles of the rustling vines in the shadows are climbing to him, telling, singing...

"Attar..."

"Attar!?"

"What's wrong with you! Atal?"

……

He opened his eyes suddenly, pulling himself out of the almost suffocating deep sea.

Atar fell to the ground, and the people beside him didn't have time to catch him, his knee hit the rough ground hard, but the sharp pain couldn't offset the dizzy swelling in his head.

He tightly clutched the cloth on his chest and began to retch heart-piercingly, but he couldn't spit out anything.

The performance horrified those around him.

Atal felt someone kneeling beside him, trying to pull him up.

"Don't touch him, Jason," said Roy's voice, "make him feel better before he gets up."

"Tsk, how can he get better like this!" Jason yelled distractedly, "Come and watch him, I'll go buy water."

"Jason—"

But the other party has already left.

Roy sighed, and sat directly on the ground. He put his hand on the back of Atar's neck, stroked it gently, and wrapped his eyes around him worriedly, hoping that Atar would feel better.

This did help a little, because Roy's hand was a little cold, so it was very comfortable when it was attached to the skin, and he couldn't help rubbing his cheek under Roy's palm.

Atar slowed down for a while, and finally got rid of the swelling pain.

He glanced at Roy, who inserted his hands into his black hair, and gently fiddled with it, exposing his smooth and full forehead, then took out a hairpin from his pocket, and clipped it on Atal's drooping hair. Black hair on one side.

"Is it better?" he asked.

Atal was still a little dizzy, but he didn't want Roy to worry, so he said "um".

As soon as he moved, he noticed that he was holding the diary tightly in his hands. He didn't know when he put on new glasses on his face. Roy helped him up, and a small thing fell out of his diary. fell out.

Before Atal picked it up by himself, Roy bent over and took it in his hand.

——This is a black card.

The moment Roy turned over to look at it, Atar snatched the black card and found a post-it note on the back of the black card with a string of English written on it.

"Spend whatever you want, you can use it from tonight~"

Atar didn't know where to start complaining about this angry tilde.

It seems that everything that happened before is not an illusion.

Lex took his half-Kryptonian away from Roy and Jason, had a private conversation with him, and finally left a word "Cthulhu" and a black card - at the same time, replacing him glasses.

Atal knew that this meant that he was included in his sphere of influence.

He found the mobile phone in his pocket, opened the address book, and the two numbers were still lying in it.

Roy looked at his series of movements with an inexplicable expression, and asked with inquiry: "...Little Sun, did you meet someone just now?"

Atal didn't want to lie to Roy, but he didn't really want to tell the truth, so he had no choice but to remain silent.

Roy looked at him for a while, then lowered his head and kicked a stone on the side of the road. The small stone rolled to Atar's feet. He blinked and said slowly: "...you didn't lie to me, I feel Very happy."

Atal looked at him anxiously, not knowing what he was going to say next.

"But there's nothing wrong with asking me to help, right?" Roy continued, smiling relaxedly, "Anyway, it's better than you holding on without telling me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jason, holding a mineral water bottle in his hand, appeared behind Atar.

"What are you going to hold on to?" He blinked and asked dangerously.

……

In short, Attar himself did not know how the situation became like this.

Roy took them to the bus and was silent all the way.

Jason sat beside Atar, and handed him the mineral water bottle in his hand. With that look, Atar suspected that he was going to stuff the bottle into his mouth the next moment.

"Thank you," he said, and Jason ignored him.

Roy, who was sitting right behind them, leaned over and said to Atar, "We went after the person who stole your things, but the person who stole your things is obviously not a normal human being, because he disappeared immediately."

Atal thought silently, Lionel is a Kryptonian, maybe some kind of cheating racial talent.

"When we came back, you were attacked again, so Jason blamed himself a little bit." Roy continued.

Atal glanced at Jason's profile, and said, "I was not attacked by others."

"So you know who it is?" Jason sneered, his tone cold, "and treat us like idiots."

Roy covered his face, stepped back, and said to Atar, "He's angry."

Atal: "Uh..."

Roy moved his hands on his face: "Actually, I'm a little angry too."

This is big trouble.

Atar was dizzy, and blurted out: "I got a piece of news. There will be an auction tonight, and there is something I want in it. Can you help me find any clues?"

"That's easy," Roy said.

Then... Roy led them off at a certain station.

Atar found that the buildings here had obviously become much dilapidated, and he should have come to the lower city.

They walked for a few minutes until they came to a mesh fence marked electrified.It is deserted and uninhabited, only a few people pass by, and there are few people.Atal took a look inside, it was a warehouse that had been closed for many years.

The exterior of the rusted iron warehouse is painted with the word "Queen" in paint that has almost lost its original bright color.Roy fiddled with his hand, looked left and right, took the lead in unscrewing the fence, and got in through the gap.

Atal imitated his movements and got in, followed by Jason.

Roy led them quickly to the front of the warehouse. Atal could only hear a slight mechanical sound. He didn't know what Roy did. It should be that the pupil verification was successful. The abandoned door swiveled open, and the three of them left go in.

Then Roy's hand pressed a button on the wall, and a mechanical female voice reminded "fingerprint verification successful", a hole was cracked in the ground, and a ladder appeared in the field of vision.

Roy took them down.

When the last step was outside the ladder, it immediately retracted, and Atar looked up, and the hole that appeared originally had disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

"Welcome to the 'Green Arrow's Lair'," said Roy.

Any vigilante with no financial background would be envious of the sight in front of him.

Jason compared this place with Batman's Batcave from the bottom of his heart, and found that it was almost equal in terms of high technology, and the Green Arrows were obviously very good at using various high-tech materials that were not available in the market to add protection to themselves.

"Okay, let's check the auction you mentioned." Roy walked to the most central computer first, sat on the chair, and began to tap the keyboard with his fingers, "Using 'it' can save a lot of money." Kung fu."

Suddenly, he paused and frowned.

"——Make sure first, even if it's a robbery, you still have to get it, right?"

Atar nodded decisively: "Yes."

This caused Jason to look at him with an unexpected expression.

Roy turned sideways to get out of the screen.

"Tony Stark will fly over from New York to attend this auction."

"...So?" Atal asked inexplicably.

Roy smiled: "You have to let Oliver or Connor take you to this place."

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