Regardless of how the chimp reacted, Su Ming handed him to Hermione to hold, then walked over to the burning van, tore open the cab door, and dragged out the driver, who was not quite dead yet.
After ripping off his mask, Su Ming discovered that he was actually an elderly man. He had been shot six times, and his liver had already been shattered. There was clearly no saving him.
"Talk. Who sent you? And why were you trying to assassinate a chimp?"
Blood bubbled from the old man's mouth. His lips trembled as he revealed a bitter smile.
"You ask why? A chimp? Cough, he's trapped here. We had to kill him, so that... urk!"
Before he could finish, the man kicked the bucket. Massive blood loss, coupled with his hopes being shattered, made him die quickly.
"I hate people like you who don't finish their last words. It's a cheesy cliché in any script." Su Ming pressed a hand to the man's face. It looked like he was helping the dead man close his eyes, but he was actually activating Strangle and letting it eat.
In the blink of an eye, he obtained information from the dead man's mind, and his expression became somewhat amused.
He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a drag as he walked back toward his teammates, signaling for everyone to leave before the police or any Superheroes arrived.
"Still going on about high-quality fandoms?" Although he had just been the target of an assassination, the chimp was instead brimming with energy as he picked faults with Deathstroke. "These fans are way too fanatical. Fuck, I feel like John Lennon now."
Only true megastars got assassinated by their fans. Bobo had clearly gotten a taste of that treatment today, riding on