Originally, according to Christina's previous years' achievements, she was not enough to represent the school in USAD, but because she realized that the gap with Li Ang was getting bigger and bigger, she actually gradually improved her grades with hard work.

"By the way..." Christina said hesitantly: "What are you doing recently? It seems to be very busy."

Li Ang replied as usual: "I'm working in a meme."

“Eh?!!”

The girl's scream of astonishment was a little harsh, which attracted the attention of the passengers next to her. She shrank her neck apologetically and stuck out her tongue, pulled over Li Ang's collar and said softly: "Are you talking about that meme company in the suburbs?"

"Yes, I'm in the lab, helping those experts and big names do some simple experiments."

"What experiment?"

"Well, they are basically dissecting small animals, and they are sliced ​​and studied." Li Ang replied casually: "Anyway, they are just some very ordinary and insignificant work."

"Forget it if you don't want to say it." Christina curled her lips, looked around for a while, and came over and whispered: "Do you feel the atmosphere here is strange..."

Li Ang took out a copy of "New York Travel Guide" from the pocket behind the plane seat, and while flipping through it, he said absent-mindedly: "It's strange there, I think it's normal."

Christina gently pinched the back of Leon's hand, pointing her index finger to Professor Duran Jones not far ahead of them.

The middle-aged and elderly man was immersed in the memory of his about to return to New York, while carefully huddling in his position, for fear of physical contact with the two evil stars on both sides of the seat.

The strong man on his left face was full of flesh, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and the spacious seat almost couldn't tolerate him. He was not a loyal and honest person at first glance, but more like a wanted criminal who had carried several lives - this person is Bain, who is both civil and military.

On the right side of Professor Duran Jones, a middle-aged man with white hair but strong spirits sat. He raised his hands and feet and showed a solemn momentum of decisiveness and decisiveness. This person is the death knell of a professional killer.

These two great gods sat upright on both sides of Professor Jones. One held the "Television Guide" to comment, and the other held the new issue of "Beautify Family and Garden" and pondered without saying a word. They were all fascinated by Professor Jones, who was just restless like a quail.

In addition, Constantine, Death Sagittarius, Poison Ivy Women, Harry Quinn were scattered in the slightly cramped economy class. Two green skins transformed from the Owl Court were also sitting in the corner. In order to avoid shocking, the two green skins code-named "Brother Dao" and "Brother Mao" were all disguised as brown-skinned Indian third brothers. For the purpose of pursuing realistic, they were wrapped in a headscarf and sprayed with a lot of curry spices on their bodies, and even their accents were filled with a third brother.

Brother Dao is a short and chubby man with big heads and ears, strong limbs, amazing strength, rough and cunning.

Brother Mao is a slightly thin tall man, sinister and deep, with his eyes shining with the light of wisdom that sees through everything, cunning and rough.

These two brothers were originally normal people, but after their souls were introduced into the green-skinned body, their IQ dropped sharply due to the sudden shrinkage of their brain capacity. In short, they were short and cheerful.

Brother Kit scratched his armpits, reached his big furry hand under his nose and sniffed it, and said in a urn: "Oh, Brother Mao, what are you watching?"

"I'm reading this little notebook," Brother Mao looked solemn, put the "Simplified Defense Weekly" in his hand on the table, pointed to the magnificent weapons and weapons in the magazine, and said, "There are all good things on it, I want them."

Brother Gao glanced at it and was not interested in the beautiful and neat airplane cannons. He said contemptuously: "You think it's yours, everything you see."

"Of course, everything I see is mine, and what I don't see is mine, but I didn't go to get it." Brother Mao smiled shyly on his ugly face and replied frankly: "My dream is to rob the whole world. If it reaches the end, I will come back and grab it again."

"Brother Mao is mighty and domineering." Brother Dai patted his good brother's shoulder with respect, but he secretly complained in his heart: "My mom, this turtle boy who didn't want to rob him, but he didn't bring me with me. See I'll go back and report to Master Li Ang."

Out of respect for the Creator and the intimidation of the tyranny of the transformation surgery, Brother Mao was fearless and fearless to Li Ang was very awe of him, and regarded him as a god behind his back. He even independently developed some kind of sacrificial ceremony - standing in front of Li Ang's portrait and fighting each other with sticks. The more he beats and the more blood flows, the more he will be favored by Li Ang...

Even if these two green skins with bad brains were not included, the narrow economy class was filled with a lineup of evil men that was several times more brilliant than the Arkham Mental Hospital. Although these villains were disguised, the evil aura that blew out of the sea of ​​blood on their bodies could not be erased. They stared at others for a few moments, as if they were silently saying "What are you looking at?", which made the civilian passengers who had never killed even before tremble and dared not let out.

"You said they won't hijack?" Christina looked at the flight attendant in the distance and handed Bain trepidated lemon juice, and said softly: "It doesn't look like a good person."

Li Ang smiled and said, "It is wrong to judge people by their appearance. Maybe under their fierce appearance, there is a kind heart that is sincere and kind as gold?"

This sentence is not a joke. Among these subordinates who were taken on the plane, many of them replaced Li Ang’s magical heart that he borrowed from Western alchemy and created exclusively for them. The gold content can reach about 20%, which is not an exaggeration to say that it is a golden heart. In addition, the magical heart also blesses the illusion magic array, effectively avoiding the risks exposed in the security inspection process.

"I'm still the Gun of Kindness that is always stroked by human body," Christina asked, "How many days will you have to go after the New York game is completed. Where are you going?"

Li Ang threw the book "New York Travel Guide" on the table and stretched casually, "I should be able to visit anywhere in New York and appreciate the local customs and cultures."

After all, that world's leading metropolis is lurking with hundreds of aliens who have extraordinary power, such as Iron Man, Spider-Man, Fantastic Four, Mutants Brotherhood, X-Men...

If you don’t grab a few experimental materials, wouldn’t it be a waste of your chance to do business on this business trip?

Thinking of this, Li Ang looked out of the porthole with great interest, Gotham City, which was gradually disappearing from sight.
Chapter completed!