Superman Termination Manual - Chapter 459

Chapter 459: Chapter 239 Wishes, Plans, Yuri’s Grand Debut_2 Chapter 459: Chapter 239 Wishes, Plans, Yuri’s Grand Debut_2 Ke Mingye said indifferently, “I, Ke Mingye, am tight-lipped and mean what I say, with integrity as my principle.”

As they spoke, Ke Youqing pushed open the door and walked in from the entryway, clutching a bunch of car keys in his hand.

He shifted his gaze toward Ke Mingye and said deliberately, “Next time, don’t make others wait for you so long. Don’t just think about having fun. Family is important, too.”

“Okay, Dad.”

While Ke Mingye said this, he rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that the terrifying Crow Man had been playing vanishing acts almost every day for more than ten years, and he had some nerve to say that to me, didn’t he?

Just then, Yuri “meowed” a few times and struggled to get free from his hand, turned around to bite his index finger, and then bolted away in a flash.

Ke Mingye shook his right hand, looking helplessly after the cat, thinking that this feline was vicious, but luckily he was superhuman; otherwise, his finger would have been bitten through the skin in the past.

He used the remote to turn on the TV, and casually flipping to any channel showed the recent news about Dice Monster disguising itself as Qing Ya’s crow to infiltrate the Superhero Association.

Obviously, public sentiment was fervent now — on one hand, they blamed the Superhero Association for its lax security system, allowing a supervillain to so easily penetrate the building, and on the other, they assaulted Qing Ya verbally, saying such a sub-par hero should have long since died out, blaming him for giving Dice Monster the opportunity.

Of course, given the Superhero Association’s many years of experience in dealing with public relations crises, they would likely soon smooth things over with consumers, much like they did with Dice Monster’s kidnapping of Che Zhengchen. At most, it would stay in the headlines for half a month before being lost in the tides of history.

Ke Mingye, staring at the self-satisfied strange thing on the TV screen, thought to himself whether he had unwittingly taught other supervillains a new trick: disguise as a crow and fly inside the association building.

But upon reflection, he considered that the association would henceforth be vigilant against such incidents, and it was unlikely the same thing would happen a second time.

Plus, it was only he who could pull off such a stunt, since among all the villains, only he could accurately track Qing Ya’s movements. If any other villain dared to try, and encountered the real “Qing Ya” while infiltrating the association, they’d be doomed. It was hard to imagine how Ke Youqing would deal with them.

“Bro, can you stop watching this ominous guy?” Bai Zini, seeing the Dice Monster with arms akimbo on television, couldn’t conceal her irritation, “Pass me the remote.”

“Alright, alright, tonight is your birthday, so you’re in charge,” he replied.

Ke Yongzhu, while messaging her female classmates on QQ from her phone, contemptuously retorted, “As if she doesn’t already act like she’s in charge on any normal day.”

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Hearing this, Bai Zini turned her head coldly and said, “Ha, are you asking for a beating, elementary school kid? Tomorrow, I might suggest to Mom that we send you to the zoo for some quality education.”

“Oh, I’d welcome that,” Ke Yongzhu replied coolly.

Kemingye clicked his tongue in secret, thinking don’t actually send this guy to the zoo – that would be rewarding him with a banquet, and it’s cruel to inflict him on innocent animals.

Zini said, “Forget it, with that ugly mug of yours, it’s already a kindness that you don’t scare the public to death. No one would feed you bananas, and if we locked you in the zoo you’d probably starve.”

“I’m not a monkey,” Ke Yongzhu murmured, “Isn’t the zoo like a gourmet buffet for dragons? How could I possibly starve there?”

Ke Mingye looked up to see Ke Yinzhi and Bai Qiuwu taking the birthday cake out of the fridge in the kitchen, “Only one cake again this time?”

Tasks like this used to be handled by the second brother, but since he left, it fell into the hands of the not-so-dutiful elder brother and the very conscientious elder sister.

“Haven’t Xiao Ling and I always shared one cake on our birthdays?”

Ke Mingye scratched his nose and said with curiosity, “I always wondered why you two didn’t argue over this when you were kids.”

“Because we’re of one mind,” Zini replied, cuddling up to Zi Ling and rubbing her pale shoulder with her cheek, “Right, Xiao Ling?”

“Yes,” Zi Ling nodded gently, her white bangs swaying lightly.

Ke Mingye shrugged, “Alright, alright, you’ve got a close bond, I can’t compare.”

As he spoke, he walked over to the window and closed it, immediately blocking the chilly evening breeze outside.

He thought to himself that the weather was really terrible; it felt hot enough in the morning and afternoon to roast him like a suckling pig, but by evening it was as cold as winter. Luckily, that afternoon, before leaving, Bai Qiuwu had stuffed a windproof jacket into his hands.

Of course, it might also be because he had just had a close encounter with the abilities of the A-grade hero General Lingdong; subconsciously, he felt that the direct blast of cold hadn’t yet faded, making this night seem extraordinarily cold and bleak.

Ke Mingye rubbed his shoulders, shivered, and turned his head to look at the delicate little gift box in Zi Ling’s hands.

She gazed down with crimson eyes, her fingers touching the surface of the box as if she cared a great deal about what was inside.

He averted his gaze, sighing inwardly, finding it hard to tell her that it was just a gift box he had grabbed on his way home using his silk, blindly taken from a random gift store through the window.

He didn’t even know what was inside the box because he had been in a rush.

After a while, before they even began eating the cake, Zini and Zi Ling had already started eagerly opening the gift box.