Chapter 902 (1/2)

”It was the worst prank.” The troublemaker rubbed his face.

Like all cartoon characters, he can knead his face into various shapes like dough, and his facial features always seem to be making faces.

But none of the people in Zhenglian wanted to laugh.

”Now that you have problems, we need to help each other.”

Batman beckons Superman to move the cage with his eyes, which is a cover. Now that the troublemaker has been controlled by Ron, there is no need to continue to be so strong in his posture.

Create a more relaxed conversation environment, more conducive to communication.

After the cage was taken away, the troublemaker straightened his legs and sat on the ground, picking up artificial snow from the ground to play. He seemed to have no body temperature and no feeling. The snowflakes would not melt in his hands.

”Shall we change places? How about the hall of justice? ” The troublemaker raised his head and proposed.

”The hall of justice... Has not been rebuilt.” Superman has some helplessness to reply. It's black history that the hall of justice was bombed by the laughing bat.

The troublemaker laughed. Of course, he knew that the justice hall had been bombed, and he knew it at the moment when he arrived in the world. Therefore, he mistook it as the end of the world and was cheated by the justice alliance.

”I want the hall of justice, and then there is the hall of justice.” The troublemaker clapped his buttocks and stood up. He said to xingxia, ”you, take us to the justice hall.”

Starman looks at Batman, and Bruce under the black cloak nods slightly, so Starman stimulates the energy in his body and starts the pentagram portal.

On the other side of the portal, the white building of the hall of justice was shining in the sun.

”This...” looked at the eagle girl on the other side of the portal. She even felt dazzled and rubbed her eyes.

Not to mention the hall of justice, even Washington was bombed into a big hole by the nuclear bomb, but now it is all recovered.

All the buildings in the city, even the fountain and trees in front of the hall of justice, have been restored.

In the blink of an eye.

The troublemaker, like seeing his own home, ran into the portal and left a sentence: ”don't be surprised, Birdman. This is the function of imagination. Haha, I'll wait for you in the meeting room.”

Barry looked at the back of the troublemaker who was as free as a schoolboy on his way to school. He whispered to Batman, ”why is he so skilled?”

Batman didn't answer Barry's question, and he didn't know the answer.

However, he lifted his cloak and walked into the portal first. The troublemaker did not pay attention to the previous fight at all, and showed great kindness at this time.

The hall of justice has consumed a lot of human and material resources, not to mention that there is no time to rebuild at this critical moment. The five dimensional devil has helped a lot.

The news that the world is going to be destroyed has been concealed from the masses by Zhenglian, and a city that has been bombed out is definitely not a good example.

Now, we can hide it longer.

Through the tall front door of the justice hall, rows of heroic uniforms are still displayed at the entrance, while many of the owners of uniforms are no longer there.

Most of them are crazy, crushed by their own psychological pressure, and lose the qualification to be a hero.

Some people are dead.

Batman looks away from the Catwoman's uniform in the corner, as if he hadn't noticed.

Not far away, we found that the troublemaker was staring at an empty display cabinet in the exhibition hall, where there should have been something, but now there is only a glass cover.

”What are you looking at?” Batman asked.

Is it not obvious that the troublemaker points to the plaque under the display cabinet and looks at Batman like a fool?

”You see, it says” Mr. troublemaker's Sketchpad. ”What about the sketchpad? It was originally exhibited here. That's our common history. ”

”You can make another piece.” Batman frowned. In his memory, at least before he left the hall of justice last time, the sketchpad was well placed here. However, with the troublemaker himself, the priority of tracking down the lost property is not high: ”use your imagination or something.”

”I really want to open your little brain and see if you're stupid? I'm also the strongest detective in DC. My Sketchpad is also a five dimensional prop. How can I create things with the same dimension out of thin air? ” The troublemaker shook his head in silence, turned and walked away: ”you can draw a point, a line on the paper, but can you draw a living man?”