Lex Luther looked up at the skyscraper, with a smile on his lips, as if he was just pulling it stiffly, and then walked in.

The headquarters of the Tianyan Society was more lively than he thought.

There is no ordinary person who knows that there are a bunch of long-legged ladies wearing professional attire and smiling at the crowd entering and leaving. Instead, there are countless burly men, one with bulging waists, obviously carrying weapons, and looking at each other with a vicious look.

Luther even saw some international wanted criminals.

"Do you do this on weekdays? This scares some timid people. I have always been very timid." Luther followed someone into the elevator, and observed through the transparent glass.

"You must know that those who can come to our Tianyan Club have never been an ordinary person, sir." A big man with a bulging muscle, wearing black sunglasses, said Hard Bangbang.

Luther glanced at him in a vague manner, thoughtful, and replied: "That's right."

Maybe the warrior in front of him was also an immortal warrior who had been injected with super serum. Such warriors were everywhere inside the Sky Eye Association.

The man's mouth twitched, showing a polite, stiff smile, looking a little cunning.

The two of them went up and went straight to Klein's office. The man made a gesture and stood by the door, staring at Luther behind his sunglasses.

Luther raised his eyebrows and pushed the door straight in. A man in his thirties was waiting for him. His gentle eyes passed through the glasses, giving people a sense of peace of mind.

But Luther knew that it was an illusion. If anyone underestimated this guy known as "Scarecrow", he would not even know how he died.

There are records in the underground world. Anyone who breaks into the Sky Eye and assassinates Klein will die. In other words, the killers who see Klein's face will die.

The headquarters of the Sky Eye Society is in great danger, but is Klein, who controls the Sky Eye Society on the surface, just a good baby? The kind of good boy who can't even lift a knife?

How is it possible.

"Sit, Mr. Luther, I'm very interested in your proposal." Klein didn't move, his voice as gentle as ever, pointing to a chair facing him.

Well, a rotating chair.

Luther sat on it casually and gracefully, and subconsciously turned around. The white suit on his body and a black chair made Luther more and more highlighted.

"You said in my email, do you want a little bit of the body tissue of the Kryptonian?"

"That's right, whether it's a piece of skin or a piece of flesh and blood, it would be even better if I could give me a corpse. Oh, by the way, I'm using it for myself. If anyone else finds you and asks for a life organization, it must have nothing to do with me." Luther said.

Klein raised his brow and pushed his glasses, "Luther, do you know what you are talking about? Donnie and we gave up the bodies of 200,000 criminals for you, but took away the bodies of more than a dozen Kryptonians."

"But I think the Kryptonian corpses are the most precious material, otherwise the Supreme Mage would not have done it myself, and there was no one left." Luther said, "I can share what I have developed. If he wants to develop something, I can help you."

Klein suddenly laughed out loud, took off his glasses politely, took out a piece of cloth to wipe.

Anyone who knows him knows that when Klein makes such a move, he no longer wants to continue the topic.

Lex Luther? Well, Klein has indeed heard of this person, who is the controller of Lex Group and is also a scientific research genius.

If Osborne Group wanted some cells, Klein might apply to Donny, but Lex Luther...why?

"Luther, you seem to have misunderstood something." Klein put on his glasses again, "Neither you nor me are qualified to ask for anything from Donnie."

"No, this is not a requirement, but a willingness to cooperate. I submitted a cooperation proposal to the Sky Eye Association in the name of the Lakes Group. Haven't you been doing this all the time? Many large groups have close cooperative relationships with you - of course, if you don't agree, it's nothing. I never asked for anything from Donnie."

"Okay...if you insist..."

Klein sighed, as if helpless, and went to open the drawer at hand, as if he was going to get his cell phone.

Opposite him, Luther was already thinking about what to do next.

Do you really use the Lex Group as a bargaining chip? If you give enough returns, a mere group is really nothing.

He was just making an excuse.

This is a risky move, but at most it will only be rejected by the Sky Eye and Donnie, and it will not be in danger...

Thinking of this, Luther's face remained silent, waiting quietly for Klein's reply.

But Klein just sighed softly, and before Luther could react, he said in a tone of regret: "Mr. Luther, you are a smart person, but sometimes you are too smart..."

Klein stretched out his hand from the drawer and took out a...pistol!

Bang!

A spark passed by, like a fleeting meteor in the sky, frozen in Luther's horrified eyes, and the blood blooming in his chest enlarged little by little, dyeing the white suit, like a dazzling red flower dotted.

Luther was shot down and bleeding from the corner of his mouth. The moment the bullet entered his body, it caused violent shaking of the internal organs in his chest. The powerful acceleration and impact of foreign objects made his internal organs damaged, and his blood contracted violently, rushing along his esophagus.

He widened his eyes and looked at Klein, who suddenly killed the murderer, with confusion in his eyes.

His brain was calculating quickly, but the more he thought about it, the more he became confused.

Why, why did Klein suddenly kill him? He just said he wanted a little bit of the body tissue of the Kryptonians. He had investigated it clearly. He was not the first to make such a request.

The Sky Eye Society is a large and complex organization with more or less connections with all parties. Before Luther came to visit the door, 19 representatives of various forces had already entered and exited the Sky Eye Society headquarters.

Luther came to the door just because he realized that there would be no danger in doing so.

But...why?

Luther opened his mouth and wanted to bite it, but the next second, the gentle Klein immediately reached out, pinched his chin accurately, then tilted it hard, and twisted it off with a click.

Klein reached into Luther's mouth and ignored his saliva and broke off a tooth with unknown liquid lurking.

"Even if you use super serum, you will never escape from the Sky Eye. However, I have always been timid, so it's better to be safe. It's better to do it yourself."
Chapter completed!