Chapter 882: A Superhero Who Is Not a Superhero

"If you really need him, or if you have any special ideas, you can tell me that with the power of the FBI, it is not a problem to call a Hollywood movie star. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

"You don't need to write him out in this way, how are you going to end up, and you've wasted so much time now how to deal with the mystery man."

Stan nodded indifferently, his mind not falling on Brian at all, and all his attention was focused on Jim Carrey, who he had written, leaving Brian alone to be there with his thoughts.

Glancing at Stan again, Brian shook his head, "Your hobby is weird, I thought you wanted the type of Colloglas." ”

Stan had been wandering in the world, and didn't seem to hear Brian say anything more, and only threw himself on Jim Carrey, until Brian read it in pieces, and he didn't come back to his senses, because he had a feeling that something was wrong with how he listened.

"What do I like that genre?" Stan's eyes narrowed, "That little girl is still a little girl." ”

"Look, I'll just say you like that type." Brian spread his hands, "You actually know her, you don't look like a person who likes to watch movies after all these years of hiding." ”

"As for why you like that genre." Brian squeezed his eyes at Stan, revealing a look that everyone understands, "Didn't you write a Hannah?" ”

"I can totally understand that." Brian said, "I heard that this thing is very popular in Japan, and it's called. . . Raise something or something. ”

Stan had a feeling of being unable to laugh or cry, and although he had long seen Brian's lazy and tired personality, he didn't expect him to be so bored to this extent.

"You're thinking too much." Stan rolled his eyes and said, "Hannah wasn't here because of me. Forget it, I won't talk to you about these useless things, don't underestimate this guy, I'll deal with that mysterious mage later, but it's all up to him. ”

"Just him?" Brian looked at Jim Carrey in the rearview mirror, then turned his head from the front seat and saw that Jim Carrey looked completely stunned, fledgling young boy, just a big one, "Hey, I said man, what are you doing, I mean... You're a big star in your own world, too? ”

"I am. . . I'm a bank teller. Jim Carrey didn't seem to have figured out the situation at this time, and still replied subconsciously in a daze, even with a hint of shyness in his voice.

"And the performance is very bad, right?" Brian interrupted him directly, "Okay, I see. Then he turned his head back again.

"How are you... How do you know? ”

Ignoring Jim Carrey's surprised question, Brian said directly to Stan, "We're counting on this guy?" He snapped his fingers, then turned on the intercom, "Let's get ready to implement Plan C, we're hopeless." ”

"Who said they were counting on him." Stan seems to sense that he is being underestimated, and snorts in dissatisfaction.

"I don't like people hanging my appetite." Brian said, "And now is not the right time, you better say what you have to say all at once, or I'm really going to start Plan C." ”

"It's rare that you also have a sense of time." Stan snorted again.

But he explained, "It's not just this guy. He said, "To be exact, it is the mask in his hand that he wears is the real him." ”

Hearing this, Brian turned his head, and with the observation that NZT brought him, he only had to glance at it, and he memorized the appearance of this guy's whole body, and naturally noticed the wooden mask in his hand.

He thought that there might be something special about this mask, but he didn't think it would be so important.

Hearing Stan's emphasis, he once again turned his gaze to the mask Jim Carrey was holding.

He held a mask in his hand, it was a dark green mask, wooden, and what appeared to be a half-face mask, because it had no forehead.

If it weren't for the two eye holes and a mouth cut out of its face, it would be hard to imagine that this was a mask and not a piece of wood.

But it was on this humble mask that Brian actually saw a vivid expression.

Brian seemed to think of something, "I know what this guy is. He muttered that he had watched so many movies that he didn't think of it in the first place.

That's a picture. The smile of the mischievous triumph.

。。。

While Brian and Stan are in their thoughts, the police below have broken through the building that Yi Huan had thrown the car into, and are heading straight for Meggie and Larry.

But at this moment, in a shadowy shadow in the corridor, it silently condensed into a solid darkness.

The next moment, the hustle and bustle had returned.

"You're restless." Looking at the explosion-proof police who rushed into the building, Yi Huan muttered softly.

His figure gradually became transparent, and then he also walked upstairs, and as he advanced, the surrounding police officers froze in place, as if petrified.

Soon, the footsteps in the entire corridor disappeared, leaving only Yi Huan alone.

In the empty room on the upper floor, Yi Huan saw Larry and Meggie.

"You look disappointed." Yi Huan said, "Listen to the footsteps, do you think it will be those policemen coming, Meggie, you don't think you can follow them." ”

A stiff smile appeared on Meggie's face, she was already a little overwhelmed, she had been following Yi Huan for so long, she knew better that Yi Huan had not only kidnapped herself, but also threatened the lives of her family, so she couldn't leave.

When Yi Huan disappeared, she was agonizing about whether she would flee with the police first or wait for Yi Huan to come back, but now Yi Huan had made a choice for her.

"Come here." Yi Huan said calmly, "Don't doubt whether I'm real or fake, you can't resist either anyway, right?" ”

"As for you." Yi Huan looked at Larry, "Come with us." ”

This floor was quiet, because all the police below were petrified by the hustle and bustle, and there was no other sound in the whole building, and the silence was a little scary.

By this time, Larry already knew that he had nowhere to run, "Who the hell are you?" He asked.

Yi Huan didn't answer immediately, but reached out and grabbed one of the monitors on Larry's body out of thin air, and then he replied, "Good question, I'm your new boss." ”

"No kidding." Larry's smile was just as stiff.

"You don't need to know that much, just follow me."

"You're coming at me?" There was a feeling in Larry's tone that it was so.

"Not so." Yi Huan asked rhetorically.

"I thought you were looking for the slate." As soon as Larry's words ended, he realized that something was wrong, but it was clear that he couldn't take it back.

He felt that he had exposed important information, but in fact, Yi Huan had already known about the existence of the slate, "The slate is indeed my target, but so are you. ”

"Why?" Hearing Yi Huan's answer, Larry suddenly felt a little aggrieved and cried out, "I'm just an ordinary night guard." ”

"Night guards aren't ordinary at all." "Didn't I tell you that it was already shortlisted for the top 10 best professions this year, almost tied for first place with librarians." ”

Looking at Larry's dazed expression, Yi Huan shook his head and explained, Larry didn't know anything, and telling him some things would also save him a lot of trouble, "There are some people in this world who can turn illusory things into reality, such as stories in novels." ”

"He writes a story, and something in the story pops out."

"I'm not a novelist." Larry hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, "I don't have any strange guys in what I write." ”

"Yes." Yi Huan nodded, "But you can give life to objects, those guys in the museum, you brought them back to life." ”

Yi Huan's words made Meggie's eyes widen, and the expression was like saying, you must be joking, but this... Seems interesting.

"Not me." Larry shook his head again, "It's the slate. ”

Now that he has said that he has leaked his mouth, then Larry will no longer hide the news of the slate, anyway, it has been taken away and hidden by the FBI, and it is still a question whether Yi Huan can find it.

"Why can't it be the magic you gave to that tablet." Yi Huan asked rhetorically.

"Because I can bring those things back to life before I go to the museum!" Larry suddenly shouted, "The previous night guards all know! ”

Yi Huan was not surprised, he who was familiar with the plot of the movie had already noticed this, although he also had some doubts, but he couldn't give up Larry because of this, maybe it really had something to do with him, even if he didn't, it was just a little more effort.

So Yi Huan said again, "Perhaps, but you still need to follow me, I don't know where the slate is now, and you are the last person to touch the slate, through you, my magic can find out where the slate is." ”

The corners of Larry's mouth twitched slightly, just now he was glad that the slate didn't know where it was hidden by the FBI, and now the other party is going to find the slate by himself, which is really.

"Don't worry." Yi Huan seemed to see through Larry's worries, "If you don't get into trouble, I won't hurt you." ”

This is really not convincing when he said this after Yi Huan killed nearly 100 policemen.

Apparently Larry thinks so, too.

"She's been with me for a long time, and there's nothing to do." Yi Huan pointed at Meggie, wanting to make a positive teaching material.

"Then why doesn't she speak?" Larry is very observant, even if he can't do anything, but as the main character, he always has some lucky observations.

"Because her ability is somewhat special, she is a model of not being able to talk nonsense."

Larry didn't know why, but Yi Huan wouldn't tell him too carefully, although Ink only showed the three silver tongues of Darius Foldhard and Meggie in his heart, but who knows if there will be other silver tongues in this world.

Maybe Furchart will estimate Meggie's comfort and refuse to send him back, but it's hard to say about other guys, even if the book can't be found for the time being, there is still this possibility, so it's better not to reveal Yi Huan's identity.

"Okay, we can say the rest on the road, don't bother anymore."

Yi Huan listened slightly, but didn't hear other footsteps, I don't know if the police gave up completely because of their own strength, or other reasons.

But in any case, he didn't want to stay here any longer, even if those guys bombarded this place in a frenzy, it wouldn't cause much trouble to Yi Huan, and even the continuous shooting of bullets would consume Yi Huan's energy.

The main thing is that he wants to get the slate in his hands one point earlier, otherwise he will always feel uneasy.

Meggie's brows furrowed slightly, Yi Huan noticed this, and immediately said, "Don't worry, it's not a phantom shift this time, there is one more person, let's take the spaceship." ”

Now that the FBI has discovered himself and begun to arrest him on a large scale, Yi Huan no longer has to hide his whereabouts, but it is indeed difficult to continue to stay in the United States under the tracking of the FBI, and Yi Huan has not yet thought about where to go next.

However, just as Yi Huan wanted to take out the near-Earth spaceship from the shadow, he suddenly noticed that it was dark outside, and the moon had unconsciously climbed into the night sky.

At this time, under the moonlight, a figure was dim.

Arrogant, bleak.

It seems to be the only dazzling existence in heaven and earth. Wait, it's all something.

Yi Huan suddenly came back to his senses and found that there was indeed a person standing outside, to be exact, standing in mid-air outside the fourth floor, and then posing as a thinker, leaving a dashing back in the moonlight.

The atmosphere was a little strange, and Yi Huan was silent.

But his heart has already raised his vigilance, it is impossible for a normal person to stand in mid-air out of thin air, and... With his magic and magic, he couldn't even see his appearance.

"Who are you?" Yi Huan couldn't help but sigh, no wonder the police didn't come up, it turned out that Stan had written something again, in order to deal with himself, they were really.

Do you want to find Stan now and remove his hands?

"I... He is a hero at night, a prom prince admired by all, and a dream lover in the hearts of countless beauties. As he pondered, the figure uttered a low voice.

"I'm always there when I need me most, and now, look outside! It was exactly when I was needed. ”

Yi Huan looked out and found that the police had dispersed the crowd and completely surrounded and sealed off the place, including the entire building, but many reporters were stopped outside, holding microphones with long guns and short guns trying to squeeze in.

"So who the hell are you?" Larry and Meggie's expressions were a little weird, but it wasn't the guy who was actually floating in mid-air, and they thought they had run into a nervous disorder, and again, even the tone of Yi Hum was a little strange.

Then in the next moment, his figure suddenly spun into the air, like a whirlwind, and the speed of the rotating body was so fast that it even brought whirlpools around it, and it was hard to imagine that a human being could turn into a small tornado.

The speed of the whirlwind was extremely fast, and a few bounces came to the building from the outside, and then spun around the three of them for a short time, and then slowly stopped, revealing the original face of the figure inside.

"I... Of course it's me! Hahaha! ”

The man let out a high-pitched, weird, even hilarious laugh, and then hugged his stomach and laughed as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world, and even his whole body bent with laughter like a cartoon character.

Not only did Larry and Meggie look at him very strangely, but even Yi Huan's eyes were very weird, but soon, he became a little serious.

Because Yi Huan finally saw what kind of guy this was.

He was bald, with no eyebrows or hair, and skin clinging to his head, as if it were a fleshy skull.

But it's green, and the whole skull is green. (To be continued.) )