Ciwa, whose real name is Kani, was born in Gotham City, which is a well-known Gotham City. However, he is different from the super criminals who use his brain to make a living. He is a superpower! And he is a very powerful superpower.

The porcelain baby has a very special ability. Except for not working for some reversible and highly elastic objects, any solid thing will become brittle when it comes to his hands! Then he will smash the brittle thing like knocking down porcelain!

So although the alloy handcuff rings used by Dr. Fashion to clamp their fashion, it is still difficult to trap porcelain kids.

Now, after the chiwa finished warning, he just trembled slightly, and the anatomical table under his body that was enough to withstand more than ten tons of weight was directly shattered like a fragile porcelain.

Then the neutral porcelain baby crawled out of the pile of fragments expressionlessly, moving the joints that had just been handcuffed, while looking at the experimenter who was not confused at all in the slightest and was looking at the experimental staff who had escaped with a look that I was quite interested in you.

"Is this the special energy in your body?" Dr. Fashion spoke first with a smile: "It's really interesting. What is its specific manifestation? Is it able to change the structure of matter or the properties of matter?"

"Kani, don't talk nonsense to him, let's untie us first!" Before Ciwa could say anything, his companions who were also awake, but had no choice but to the anatomy table beneath him began to ask for help, hoping that his companion could rescue him and others.

"Don't you go and help?" Dr. Fashion glanced at the few people struggling on the dissection table, and couldn't help but chuckled at the porcelain kid.

"They? Let's talk about it later. I have other important things to do now." Ciwa said coldly without looking back.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Dr. Fashion said interested.

The corner of the porcelain mouth curled slightly, and without saying much, his body suddenly moved. In the blink of an eye, he came to Dr. Stylish's body and slapped it out with a palm. His white palm, which was as white as porcelain, actually passed through Dr. Stylish's chest and penetrated the other person's body!

Facing Dr. Fashion, which was pierced by his palm, the porcelain widow did not show any joy in her eyes. Because his ability is to make the solid brittle through contact, and the harder the substance can become brittle.

Although it also has an effect on the body of an ordinary person, because the body of an ordinary person is limited, he cannot deal with such damage that can penetrate directly.

Now that the person in front of him is penetrated by himself, it means that the other party is not a human at all! The performance of the scientific researcher in front of him and the electric fire that emerges from time to time also confirms his guess. He is actually a machine with a very high degree of simulation!

"It's indeed a very outstanding ability, a capable person, looking forward to meeting you." Dr.'s fashionable simulation robot said this with a smile, and suddenly burst out and scattered in all directions of the laboratory.

The porcelain baby was also knocked away by the explosion shock wave and hit the metal wall on the side of the laboratory.

"Damn it," just when Ciwa secretly hated that he seriously injured the experimental staff, and then the plan to hijack him from the place failed. He climbed up from the ground with difficulty to untie the constraints of several companions and then escaped from here. Suddenly, the door of the laboratory opened. The little man who had defeated the six of them on the rooftop not long ago turned over his pair of dead fish eyes and appeared in front of them again.

"What a group of guys who can cause trouble," Feitan, who had his hands in his pockets, slowly walked into the laboratory, kicked a sideways ahead of its route, and then continued to coldly say: "You haven't figured it out yet? Your fate was already destined when you set your target on the Stan Group."

To be honest, Feitan is in a very unhappy now. He was just teaming up with netizens to guide the boss of a game, but the few people he caught here were in trouble.

Although he could arrange to ask others to clean up the mess, the people in front of him belonged to him. According to the rules of the Phantom Brigade, since he knew it, there was no saying that he could fake the hand of others.

Therefore, he had to temporarily hand over the control of the game to Xiaodie who was reading books around him, and asked her to help him control the game characters for a moment and come here to solve the problem by himself.

Just when he arrived at the door of the laboratory here, Xiaodie sent him a message through the communicator in his ear. His game characters died and he also exploded a lot of equipment. For Feitan, who spent a lot of time on this game, is there anything that makes him angry more than this?

"Pianwoman, why are you still standing there? Help us untie these damn shackles!" The woman in exposed clothes shook her arms, which were handcuffed to the dissection table by a special alloy, and said anxiously.

Although the woman in the exposed clothes knew very well that even if the porcelain kid untied the constraints of herself and others, she might not be able to resist the terrifying little man in front of her, but if she did not untied herself and others, there would be no chance.

And the most important thing is that even if you can't beat the little man in front of you, they are at least the right to escape after being untied. Although the chance of escaping in this unfamiliar place at the other party's speed is very slim, what if it happens? Anyway, no matter how bad the result is, it will not be worse than now!

The porcelain doll naturally understood this truth, but he was not sure if the terrifying little man in front of him would give him a chance.

Will Feitan give them this opportunity? Of course! How can a simple person make him vent his anger? With his game character level and equipment value, what should he do if he tortures these guys who like to cause trouble for others?

So Feitan watched helplessly as Ciwa carefully used his special abilities to make the extremely hard alloy crisp, allowing him to unbundle all his companions.

Although I didn't quite understand why Feitan was indifferent to his actions, after all his companions were standing beside him, Ciwa couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Do I need to give you some time to adapt?" Feitan saw that all the people broke free from the constraints, so he couldn't help but pull out his hand, moved it slightly, and then said lightly: "If you need it, I can return the rags on you to you first."

When several people heard this, they couldn't help but feel a bad premonition in their hearts. After looking at each other in confusion, Yu Ciwa asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing," Fei Tan's plain face suddenly changed, and he stared at the people bloodthirstyly and said, "I just hope you can be more patient!"

After saying that, Fei Tan touched a scalpel directly on a table beside him with his hand, and then a sharp murderous aura and malice emanated from his body, which made the unprepared Ci Wa and others almost breathless!

What is this?! Ciwa and others looked at the little man in front of them in horror, staring at him and others like a top predator. At this moment, the other party's not tall figure seemed to have turned into a ferocious beast emitting a rolling fierce power in their eyes!

In a laboratory, Dr. Fashion finally finished the work at hand and pushed his research subject Captain America back into the freezer.

He gently tapped a button on his glasses, and then quickly projected a virtual screen with more than a dozen divided images in front of him.

I directly enlarged one of them, and the room on which Feitan, Ciwa and others were in was shown.

Seeing Fei Tanzheng turning into streams of light, using the scalpel in his hand to constantly divide the bodies of porcelain widows and others with Lingchi's means, Dr. Yan couldn't help but sigh: "It's really not fashionable at all, there is no beauty at all. A group of thieves who only know how to destroy really need to be tempered again."

He clicked the frame of his glasses again, switched directly to the call mode, contacted Feitan's communication frequency band, Dr. Fashion directly ordered: "Fetan, just have to play the same thing, these people are very good experimental subjects..."

On the other side, Anthony, who was attending the annual meeting at the Hellfire Club, suddenly frowned slightly, and accused the few people he was talking to, and then came to an inconspicuous corner.

"What's the matter?" Anthony pressed the headset hidden in his ear, connected the communicator that contacted him and said in a deep voice.

Before leaving, Anthony specifically explained that he would attend a very important annual meeting of the organization. Now that the group contacted him, it means something happened, so Anthony claimed guilty to the few people he had just met.

"Boss, we caught a few people who wanted to invade the group, and there were several capable people in it," Brockland reported.

Oh? Anthony couldn't help but feel moved when he heard this, and couldn't help but turn his eyes to Lex Luther who was talking to Bruce Wayne.
Chapter completed!