Brandt said keenly: You laughed, didn't you!
Alfred said with a straight face: You heard me wrong, how could I laugh at two gentlemen who were in trouble?
The housekeeper said thoughtfully: I still have some change here, although it is not much, but it should be able to cover your travel expenses.Brandt said gratefully: Thank you, I will return it to you in the future.Then the poor ghost Brandt watched as the old butler took out a bank card from the pocket of his suit pants.There are less than 100,000 yuan in it, if it's not enough, I'll go upstairs and get another card?
Alfred asked worriedly.That's enough.Brant said with a complicated expression.100,000 yuan in change?
Poverty really limited his imagination this time.※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Brandt: Poverty, be with me!
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Colin: Oh.Butler Afu: Oh.Ugly Daddy Who Robbed Banks: Oh.Chapter 53 Fifty-three Psychosis Became Rich Overnight, and He No Longer Had to Worry About Transportation.Brant waved his hand and said quite boldly: Let's fly!
Then the two dirt buns who got rich were ordered to take a direct flight in the middle of the night, of course, first class.Sitting on the plane, overlooking the clouds and birds, one can't help but feel a sense of pride.So Omir, who was full of pride, turned his head to look at Brant and launched a soul torture.We've run out of money, and when we get back to Gotham, how are we going to pay it back to Alfred?
Brandt said without any sense of crisis: We only spent less than 20,000 dollars, how can we spend it all?
Omir said: Think about it.Brant said: What do I think?
Omir said sadly: Think about how much money you have earned in the past three or four years since you entered the society?
Brant couldn't help but fall into deep thought.After a long time, he said uncertainly: It's probably more than 30,000, right?
So.Omir patted the back of his hand: We really can't afford it.Brant looked at his creation, and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to want to fly in first class that much.Although not as far as Miami to Seattle, Gotham is also nearly 2,000 kilometers away from Seattle.Thanks to the choice of transportation, it took them less than three hours to fly over Seattle.The journey was about to end, and the radio in the cabin also sounded the prompt of the flight attendant, but coincidentally, at this moment, with a loud bang, the plane didn't know what it had hit, and the fuselage shook violently, and then began to crack violently.The captain may have tried to stabilize the plane, but the damage to the wings made his more than 20 years of flying experience useless.It only took two or three minutes before the plane completely lost its balance, its head down, and it spun and fell to the ground.Screams rang out in the cabin, as well as the cries of children, the cursing and prayers of adults, and even some people took out their mobile phones and recorded their last words live.Brandt just felt that everything was too unreal.He just wanted to take a first-class cabin once, why did he encounter such a rarity as a crash?
It's not that I'm afraid of death.After going through so much, in fact, Brant has long ceased to be afraid of death, but he is afraid of death so funny, so like a joke.The back of his hand suddenly became hot, and Brant looked over with some awareness.Omir reached over and gently placed his hand on the back of his hand.His hands trembled, but his voice was steady.He said, "We jumped out of the window."
For a moment, Brant suddenly understood what he was going to do.As if confirmed, he heard the other party say that he could not refuse.Break open the window, you hold me, I have a seventy percent chance of climbing to the tail, and when the fuselage falls, you still have a chance to live.Brant calmly asked: What about you?
Omir did not speak.Brant said: Just like that time in the memory palace, the self-sacrificing assertion to save me?
Omir said quickly: Now is not the time to talk about this.Brant also hurriedly said: What do you want to say?
When is that going to be said?
Omir pursed his lips tightly and slammed his fist into the glass.The strengthened force failed to break the special glass at once, but successfully smashed a few cracks on it, and he smashed into the glass one by one, and in the loud bang, his hands quickly became bloody and blurred, and because of the continuous heavy blows, the cracks on the glass quickly became dense and fine.Until there was a loud bang.Under another thump, the glass shattered.The wreckage wrapped in the wind swept into the cabin, and the tray swirled and smashed at the passengers, the fuselage, and then the windows.In an even louder scream, Omir broke open the fuselage around the window and roared undeniably.Hold me!
Jump!
Brandt looked at Omir's expression and couldn't say the word for a while.He knew that the meaning of Omir's existence at the beginning was to save himself, but when he was really saved by the other party again and again, and watched the other party sacrifice for himself again and again, he began to hate the original self.Why, to give his guardianship of creation?
He actually wanted something else.A kind of mutual support, standing side by side, is not separated by life and death, but the special meaning of living and dying together.That's a meaning he's never gotten yet.What is that?
There was a sharp throbbing in his chest, and he seemed to be about to deduce the key information.Just a little bit.It's just a tiny, tiny one.However, thinking of this, a second before something broke through the ground, the momentum of the plane fell suddenly, Brant fell downward by inertia, and the seat belt slammed him back into the seat.What's going on?
Brandt hesitated and asked: The plane stopped in mid-air?
And that's not all.In the interval between Brandt's questioning, the plane, which had stopped moving, slowly rose again.The cabin was filled with cheers one after another, and the passengers shed tears for the rest of their lives.When the plane was smoothly placed on the ground of the airport, and as the crying and laughing crowd walked out of the cabin, Brant saw at a glance the presence of the passenger who had saved the entire plane.It was a tall, muscular young man.He has short curly hair that is dark brown and almost black, a pair of blue eyes that seem to reflect the sky, a blue tight-fitting suit, a red cape, and a huge S logo on his chest.It's Superman!
It was Superman who saved us!
A recognized passenger shouted his name, and Omir found his presence from his memories fused with the system.Superman, the guardian of Metropolis, is also a kind and upright alien.He grew up in a small town, worked in a newspaper, and his ordinary life was his cover color, and when he took off his glasses and put on his battle suit, he would become the Kryptonian who soared in the sky.His power comes from the sun, and he is indeed like the sun, warming everyone who can reach him.This is a good person who is a good person in every sense of the word.Omir hugged Brant and bit his ear, and stuffed everything he knew about Superman into his head.Not far away, Clark, who had just calmed down the passengers and refused to ask for an autograph with kind words, had just breathed a sigh of relief when Super Hearing brought him an amazing message.His identity was revealed!
Looking sharply at the source of the information, a tall and handsome Norseman, holding a pale and thin young man, muttered about him!
Clark had no idea how he had revealed his flaws, and if he had to talk about it, he hadn't figured out when he had met these two men.Frowning, he walked over to the two young men.Do you know me?
A low, melodious voice interrupted Omir and Brant's ear biting.Omir was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that what they said was heard by the main owner.There was no point in refusing, and he simply admitted it.Of course I know, the famous superhero, the guardian of the metropolis Superman, who doesn't know?
Superman frowned and said, "Go to a quiet place, let's have a good talk."
Brandt and Omir glanced at each other, and both saw resistance in each other's gaze: If you have anything to say, just say it here.Just kidding, although I know that Superman is a good man, no one knows if the good old man will have things like killing people after learning that his identity is exposed, or just a stern threat.So Blatter rejected him rather outright.Before Superman could say something, a few passengers who had just been rescued walked towards this side and directly surrounded Brant and the others.Brandt asked vigilantly: What are you going to do?
A fat man whose arm was bent into a strange arc said in a rough voice: You suddenly broke the glass, and I was hit in the arm by a big box, and I was broken at that time!
Don't say anything, lose money!
A little boy with a hole in his head cried loudly, and his mother raised her eyebrows and scolded: "I have to smash the glass, I have to smash the glass, the glass shards have cut my son's forehead, lose money!"
A man in a suit who moved over with a limp was unforgiving: Originally, because of Superman, I wouldn't miss tonight's meeting, but you, all of you, not only made me lose the list of three million, but also ruined one of my legs, and I had to lose money!
A noble lady who was cut on her chin angrily rebuked: Everyone is afraid of death, and no one will see you as if they are smashing glass, can the glass of an airplane be smashed?
What about quality?
The four words of poverty and anger are vividly embodied.At this time, the reason does not make sense, and they do not want to listen to the reason at all.And at the end of the day, it's really Brandt's fault.Therefore, the guilty Omir, after obtaining Brandt's consent, gave all the last remaining eighty-five thousand to the bitter master.The people who can sit in first class, except for Brant, are basically the owners who are not short of money, so four or five people surrounded this bank card, which totaled no more than 90,000 yuan, and collectively fell into silence.Omir's heart jumped, and he stubbornly said: This is already all our money.The bitter lords looked at him incredulously.Brandt added: I still care about the money borrowed by others.The bitter masters smash it, smash it, smash it.Forget it, the plane crash is not your fault, everyone will collapse for a while.yes, the ambulance is coming, and we're not going to leave the ink here.Yes, yes, yes, let's go to the hospital, and you can collect the card yourself.We just can't be angry, we have to apologize, you can keep this little change for yourselves, Brandt: Although it is good that there is no heavy bleeding, why does he feel that he has been nakedly ridiculed no matter what he thinks?
※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Bubu: Porridge Porridge, we met a good guy Woo Woo Fat Man: The day is a dog, the boy's mother: Poured blood mold suit man: The lady of the unjustified disaster: Too unqualified porridge Porridge: Chapter 54 The fifty-fourth psychotic squeezed out of the airport with difficulty, and the two of them quietly came to the suburbs of King County, and found a small hotel with the highest cost performance within less than 300 meters from Frank's scientific research base, and walked in.At three or four o'clock in the morning, the sky is not yet dawn, at this time, it is not early or late, and the passenger flow of the hotel has always been very low.So when the two of them walked in, the waiter who was bored and yawned and chased the drama didn't even notice them.It wasn't until Brant bent her fingers knocked on the table that she woke up like a ghost from a dream, dropped her phone, and looked at them.Brandt said succinctly: Book a room.How many rooms?
The waiter hurriedly sat upright, and the mouse shook wildly, shaking off the lock screen of the computer.Brandt looked at Omir.Omir's eyes seemed to sparkle.Brant nodded knowingly, patted him on the shoulder, put on an expression that I understood, and then turned to the waiter and said, "One."
The corners of Omir's uncontrollable mouth turned up, and then he saw Brant leaning into his ear and whispering: "You have to save money, I understand."
The corners of Omir's mouth quickly fell.A restless young man's heart, he was poured with ice water.The waiter in front of the computer sighed and said: I'm sorry for the two guests, the standard room is full.Blanger asked: What else is there?
The waiter stretched out his head from behind the computer, looked them up and down, and then opened his mouth hesitantly: Couple big bed room?
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Brant: The waiter continued: A full set of props, all kinds of facilities, worth using?
Brandt: Omir's cool heart became hot again, and he interjected uncontrollably: No problem, a double room.Brandt looked at him strangely, and Omir forced himself to keep a straight face and said seriously: Action matters.All right.Brandt glanced at him, always feeling a little weird.The waiter opened the room neatly: Okay, room number 502, your two room cards!
Finally checked in, the two of them went up to the fifth floor, lay side by side on the big bed, and invariably ignored the dim and ambiguous lights, the small TT at the head of the bed, and the various cat ears and dog tails hanging in the cabinet, and began to plan for each word.Omir's analysis: Although the level of armament of the scientific research base is not high, it is not easy to infiltrate.Brandt proposed: buy two sets of climbing tools tomorrow, don't enter from the inside, let's try to break through from the outside.Omir said: You can try, I escaped at the beginning, and I also walked through the window, I am afraid that they have experienced this and rearrange the top floor, and it will not be so simple to go outside.Brandt said: Give it a try.Omir was a little depressed, and when he talked about his previous escape, he thought of the little girl, and he didn't know what happened to Jennifer after he was gone.Has the disease worsened?
Have you ever been blamed by your brother?
Have you been embarrassed by Frank?
Brandt is no better than Omir, although he doesn't have to worry about a little girl, he has to think about a future for a big baby.