Chapter 2219

At the same time, there is a small apartment in a prosperous big city on earth.

It has been some years since the building was built. The red bricks on the outer walls have been discolored by the sun. However, thanks to the fact that the metropolis was not "completely" occupied in the sinking of the earth, the buildings here are relatively intact.

In the subsequent turmoil, there were Superman families in the city to maintain, so large-scale destruction did not happen. Occasionally there were cases of hate killing, but criminals were always caught quickly.

The living environment here is undoubtedly better than those residential buildings in Gotham. Although the stairwell is also full of dust and odor, at least there is no graffiti on the walls, and there are no suspicious people dressed like the abandoned bandits Gang wandering around.

Outside the residential area, a woman in glasses and a skirt is crossing the road. She looks worried, but she still keeps her voice steady when she calls.

"No, mom, the results of the job interview are terrible, and metropolitan companies are more likely to believe Superman than my former boss." The woman pointed her middle finger to the car whistling on the side and quickly walked across the zebra crossing: "I'm now a stain man. Some people in black suits are sitting in the car, and they're standing in front of my apartment."

At this point, she sighed and turned to take a look at the slowly following vehicles behind her.

As she said, there were two young men in the car. They were not only wearing black suits, but also wearing sunglasses. The two expressionless faces watched her every move.

Although it looks like the FBI, but these people's temperament is more dark, full of blood smell, and even no intention of hiding.

Speechless, she pushed open the door of her apartment and walked upstairs, although she was asked by some department that she knew nothing, who would believe that Lex Luther's chief secretary knew nothing about everything?

Well, she admitted to lying because she knew that the people who came to her and monitored her were not the FBI, but from a more secretive government agency, the sky eye society.

But don't tell your mother, because no parent wants their children to be associated with secret agents.

Walking on the stairs, her ears echoed in addition to the footsteps of high-heeled shoes, as well as her mother's nagging, which made her feel sore feet and wrists, but also full of fatigue in her heart.

After all, as a secretary of a big boss like Luther, she has to spend money to buy high-grade clothes and jewelry, so as not to lose the company's face in social intercourse.

But boss Luther dissolved the company and then died in the TV news.

Those luxury goods have no way to be discounted quickly at this time when the social economy has just recovered after suffering. After all, 60% of the population on the earth still uses potatoes to satisfy their hunger.

It is not that there is no way to discount, or she is reluctant to give up.

The high order evening dress and skirt bought last year for 60000 US dollars can only be exchanged for a bag of flour when it is sent to the pawnshop. Do you want to change it?

She had to quit her former luxury villa and live in a affordable community. When she went to interview for a job, she crowded the bus because her luxury car had been taken away by the bank as collateral.

But I don't know what the mother on the other side of the phone said, and she suddenly shook her head:

"I won't go back, mom. I graduated from Harvard Business School, and I have four doctorates at the age of 27. I'll go back to the countryside of Kansas to drive a tractor? No, I'm going to stay in metropolis. There are high paying jobs here. I want to live a good life. "

There was a lot of talk on the phone.

"No, Gotham can't think about it. Although Wayne's company is very well paid, I'll die on the street in that city. Star City is no good either. I can only see Quinn industries, but their boss often disappears after running for mayor. This kind of enterprise has no future. "

The room she rented was on the third floor of her apartment, which was not high or low. She was very experienced. After all, there were always aliens who came to fight with Superman. Living in a high-rise building was just looking for death.

The third floor is more suitable, second only to the single family villa on the hillside in the suburbs. This floor will not be hit by meteorites, will not be flooded, and will not lead to confusion.

Of course, this kind of apartment can't be covered with carpet in the corridor. Even the security guard on the first floor is a decoration. The fat man can only play with his mobile phone in the gatehouse. When someone comes in, he doesn't look up.

However, she is still satisfied with the living environment. After all, when she passes by the door of a family, what she can hear is not scream or gunshot, but the sound of TV programs, or the cry of children who don't know.

At least it is not easy for the breath of a living person to survive a series of events.

On her way back, she saw the news on the bus TV, saying that mushroom zombies attacked human beings in many other cities.

Fortunately, there's nothing wrong with metropolis.

Although I don't know why, nothing is a good thing, which strengthened her determination to stay in the city.It's hard to talk on the bus. After getting off the bus, she called her hometown quickly to make sure that her parents were all right in Kansas. After that, she put her heart down, and then she faced the parents' old students again.

It is impossible for her to return to her hometown. She has been "drifting" for so many years. Although she has encountered some difficulties now, she does not want to give up.

I don't know if I was convinced by her. Suddenly there was no sound on the other side of the phone. She took out the key from her bag to open the door, and put her mobile phone on her shoulder with her face:

"hello? mom? Are you listening? "

But in the moment of opening the door, she found that there were traces of other people breaking into the room, the bathroom door was wide open, and the carpet in the bedroom was also thrown into the living room.

Her heart a tight, put away the phone, from the bag took out a ray pistol.

This is what the former boss gave her for self-defense. She didn't use it, but she knew that all she had to do was to aim the antenna like coil at the target and press the button on the handle of the gun.

At this time, the bedroom door, there is a dazzling red light, can also hear some metal collision sound.

She took off her shoes gently, her stockings moved silently on the floor, and her toes were hooked up. It was a sign of tension.

Then, she suddenly appeared in the bedroom door, the muzzle of the gun at the people inside.

But the next second, she opened her eyes, the gun hand also lost strength, the air in her lungs vied to pass through her vocal cords, let her give out a soprano like singing.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Because the boss, who she thought was dead, was standing in her bedroom at this time, fiddling with a terminal with super multi screen and high technology at a glance.

However, he was so pale that he didn't look like a living man at all. Even his eyes on his face were dark, like some kind of monster.

"Don't yell, mosey. It's very indecent."

Luther calmly turned to look at her, in the same tone as before, as if this was not a cheap apartment for a secretary, but his office of the president, which used to look at all the small mountains.

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