Chapter 1090 (1/2)

The black bat king is very embarrassed. He climbs and rolls in the wilderness and uses pseudo acoustic vibration to exercise his body all year round, which makes him physically stronger than ordinary people. However, this does not bring him much experience of survival in the wilderness. He does not know how to get water or get food from there. The black bat king who locks himself in a small black room lacks experience of survival alone.

This is wakanda. There are surging rivers passing through the Grand Canyon, grasslands and forests on high mountains, Gobi and desert. The black bat king wears a tight leather coat and bows a handful of water on the Bank of the river, close to his dry mouth.

There are many hippos and crocodiles in the river. A Nile crocodile more than three meters long is slowly approaching him disguised as dead wood.

The black bat King noticed the animal, but he didn't know how cold-blooded and ruthless a killer it was. The moon had no crocodiles, no forests, and no rivers. Everything was new to him.

He stared at the animal, and it also stared at him with pale yellow vertical pupils. The eyes of the cold-blooded animal were only the concentration and indifference of the predator. The black bat king was suddenly curious. He couldn't help reaching out and wanted to touch the beautiful creature. He didn't know what kind of dangerous action he was doing.

The only animal the black bat king had seen before was a bat, which was brought back by his father from the earth after his ability woke up... A small gray furry creature with pink membrane wings and two small claws at the end of the wing membrane. The young black bat King fed this little thing with his own cultured insects.

He loved the little pet so much that he even called himself black bat in the name of the creature - this love until his brother maximus murdered the little creature out of jealousy.

Now he saw these energetic animals again, so he held out his hand unprepared and wanted to touch them. Just like touching the little pet, he had no idea of the danger.

”If you want to lose that hand...” someone's voice came from behind: ”you can continue.”

The black bat King withdrew his hand in fright. He turned to look behind him, but he didn't know that his sudden action triggered the crocodile's instinctive reaction. It opened its mouth and began to dive forward to bite, ready to bite his hand, and then a death roll.

The black bat king was just stunned, and a figure came in front of him. The figure was very fast, at least faster than the crocodile. When the crocodile shook its thick mouth and drilled out of the water, he stood in front of the crocodile, shook his hand, hit the crocodile's upper jaw with his right fist, closed its open mouth and smashed it into the water.

”We still have ten minutes to talk. After a long time, crow's dog legs will come!” Chen ang looked at his watch and motioned to the black bat king, ”I know you have a lot of questions to ask... But you can't speak!”

Chen ang took out a helmet made of semi covered black matte plastic like a motorcycle helmet. On both sides of the helmet, there are two ears standing up like a wolf dog. Inside, there are radio and brain wave detection devices. The mask covers the upper half of his face and only shows the part below his nose.

”What make complaints about a pair of dog ears?”

For this reason, Chen had to explain, ”that's bat's ear!” fortunately, the wife of Medusa, the wife of black bat, though he raised a dog, was not such an erect ear, nor would he make complaints about the design of the tucking mask.

Chen ang motioned the black bat king to take it. The black bat King hesitated, chose to believe that they had no malice, and then put on a mask.

At this time, he felt that his brain seemed to be exposed to some numb electric current. This electric wave touched his power, which made him very nervous and wanted to say something to Chen ang, but few people could understand his own sign language. At this time, a hoarse, magnetic, like a low male voice made by two magnetic iron friction, sounded from the jaw of the mask.

”What is this?”