Chapter 315 DC's Changes

"From dust to dust, from ashes to ashes, my contribution to America is truly in every aspect!"

Lin Jue looked at the black youths who turned into a ball of yellow sand, his expression calm.

"Lin! You're too harsh..."

"Too cruel?"

"No, isn't it too fast? I always feel like I'm getting them a bargain!"

Raven swayed her graceful figure and came to Lin Jue's side. She hugged Lin Jue's neck with her arms and kissed him. She liked Lin Jue's behavior very much.

After a passionate French kiss, Lin Jue, upholding the friendly character of not wasting food in the Chinese blood, quickly finished all the remaining food.

Then he took Raven in the car and sped away.

The leisurely vacation lasted for nearly a month before Lin Jue finally let go of Riven, whom he was reluctant to leave.

In a dense jungle, Lin Jue, wearing mountaineering clothes, looked at the dimensional passage in front of him that was emitting colorful light, with a slightly solemn expression.

The sounds of birds chirping continued one after another, and from time to time small animals were attracted and ran around. Although it has been known for a long time that the communication time between the DC and Marvel dimensions is not fixed, Lin Jue smelled a different smell this time.

Has there been some subtle change in the speed of time flow in the entire world?
Could it be that the two worlds are about to enter the node of some major event, and even the system cannot find the loophole in the time rules?

This is an innate feeling. Lin Jue quickly informed Aldridge and Eve of some things through the will of the original ancestor. He roughly estimated the timeline and found that during the time he was away, there should not be any major changes in the Marvel dimension.

Of course, mutants are an exception. Lin Jue can no longer take care of them at this moment. In such a short period of time, there will probably not be any major changes!

The figure sank into the dimensional channel.

Lin Jue completely disappeared from this world.

Time passed by bit by bit, and sparks shining with golden light appeared out of nowhere, and red light traces twisted towards the invisible space.

As the light trace formed a closed loop, an alternative spatial channel appeared at the place where Lin Jue was originally located.

A bald woman wearing a Taoist robe jumped out of the passage. Through the gap in the passage, one could vaguely see that the other side of the passage seemed to be some kind of old building similar to a museum.

She looked in the direction where Lin Jue left. Her eyes flickered slightly and her lips moved slightly, as if she was muttering something. As the surrounding leaves fell, the blurry scene reappeared.

A blurry figure in the picture stepped into a black hole of endless darkness, and then suddenly disappeared.

"Multi-dimensional Demon God? No wonder he has a feeling that he is unique in this world!"

The woman's eyes were somewhat deep. She waved her hand quickly, and the picture disappeared instantly. She looked towards the dense jungle. After hesitating for a moment, she summoned the space gate again, and her figure sank into it, disappearing into the dark jungle.

……

The singing at night is far more noisy than that during the day.

boom!
Located in an underground gang bar in the East District of Gotham, the door of the bar burst open instantly with a dull bang.

Under the colorful lights, the Gotham youths who were dancing wildly started screaming one after another. Most of them fled in all directions, looking for the nearest shelter or trying to leave through the back door. The scene was in chaos.

Unlike these guests, a group of staff in the bar directly took out the guns they carried with them and wanted to fight with another group of gang members who rushed into the bar.

Dazzling sparks flew all over the chaotic bar. From time to time, innocent people were hit by stray bullets and fell in a pool of blood. Screams and howls rang out one after another.

However, more people fell into madness, they drew their weapons and began indiscriminate attacks.

"Fuck, those guys actually brought a bazooka!"

A man with colorful, unknown paint on his face screamed and looked in astonishment at the other side of the blown-up wall. A shirtless burly man was carrying a rocket launcher and aiming at the bar counter. His hideous smile looked inexplicably shocking under the colorful lights.

"Fuck, where's that Joker guy?"

The bar owner cursed, saying that he knew the group of people across the street and they were not coming for him.

This guy thought he was the bastard's protector.

The terrified man looked around in panic, with an expression of unspeakable fear and anger. However, the clown who was originally sitting at the bar and chatting with him had already disappeared. "Boss, that damn bastard ran away!"

"Find him for me!"

The bar owner started cursing and the thugs in the bar scattered. As for him, he shouted directly at the gang members who were attacking the bar.

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, that guy just happened to come to our bar!"

"Misunderstand?"

The black man standing among a group of men said in a deep voice, and then at his eye signal, the big man carrying the rocket opened fire directly.

Under the horrified gaze of the bar thugs, the scorching flames instantly engulfed their boss, and the exploding fish waves swept them away. In just a moment, they lost the ability to fight.

There were cries and wails one after another.

Looking at the bloody scene in front of him, the gang leader said coldly without any feeling.

"Find me that damn bastard!"

"Yes!"

A large group of gangsters in suits rushed towards the bar counter of the ruined bar, while more people chased in the direction of the fleeing crowd in the bar.

In a remote alley, with a slight knock, the ventilation duct on the side of the wall was knocked open, and a man with disheveled hair and a clown-like face painted on struggled to climb out of the ventilation duct.

Hearing the loud roar and fierce gunfire coming from the pipe, a look of gloating appeared on his face.

The man staggered to his feet, patted his disheveled rose-red suit lightly, smiled funny, and looked around obscurely.

Noticing that there seemed to be no one nearby, he ran in one direction.

Before he ran out of the street, he seemed to notice something and stopped. At this moment, he felt his heart pounding and an extremely creepy chill emanated from the spine of his back.

He instantly pounced on the wall on one side and hid himself under the narrow eaves, glancing at the exit at the other end of the alley out of the corner of his eye.

A tall figure was walking slowly in this direction.

"...!"

Feeling the air around him seemed to be stagnant, even he, who was always fearless, couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster.

Knowing that he had no chance of escaping, the man stood up straight with his thoughts turning suddenly, and walked towards the slowly approaching figure with a natural look.

He looked straight ahead at the brightly lit street, as if he was just an ordinary Gotham worker.

"Wait a moment……"

A slightly hoarse and low voice rang in his ears, and the clown froze in place instantly. Feeling the figure beside him that was originally facing the alley turn towards him, his pupils contracted violently.

His facial expression changed quickly, and the corners of his mouth raised an exaggerated arc: "What can I do for you, sir?"

She placed one hand over her chest and bowed slightly in respect, then looked up again and the man's face came into view.

The pale and bloodless face and a pair of scarlet pupils stared at him like a wild beast.

"How do I get to the Wolf Bar?"

"The Wolf Bar? Ha, in the direction you're heading!"

"Can you help me lead the way?"

"Of course, I will do my best to help you! By the way, sir, what's your name?"

"Kyle!"

(End of this chapter)