"What about Superman? Where is Superman? "Inside Capitol Hill, the current commander is yelling at his subordinates.

It stands to reason that as the leader of the largest violent institution of mankind, the Grand Commander is usually moody, after all, any of his tiny facial expressions will be analyzed by countless people, and it is very likely that a casual sentence can cause a great sensation among the people.

But now, no one is in the mood to care about him, after all, compared to everything that is happening in front of him, it is not a big deal for the mere commander to die now.

The boundless dark clouds shrouded the whole of Washington, and the floating island is now staying directly above the Capitol Hill, not to mention the advanced weapons above the barrels that look terrifying to death, just this volume and mass, if it falls from the sky, it is estimated that there is one in the entire Washington Special Administrative Region, and all of them will not be able to escape!

With the current weapon system of mankind, there is no means to resist this kind of super-standard weapon, and the indigenous missile defense system that has been built at great cost is simply a joke in front of the energy shield of the floating island, and it has no effect except for a few fireworks.

"Hello, this is the Justice League headquarters, do you have any difficulties and need our help?"

His staff finally dialed the hotline of the headquarters of the Zheng Alliance, and hurriedly handed the microphone to the commander.

Catwoman's delicate voice suddenly came from the other side of the microphone, and the coquettishness of this voice alone can make most people's whole body shake.

However, the Grand Commander is also a master who has eaten and played, and besides, the current situation does not allow him to think too much.

"I'm Weberkong, I'm looking for Superman!" The Grand Commander quickly switched his tone and said in a tone that could not be refused.

"Superman is busy right now, he is now saving the last Bengal tiger in the African savannah, please tell me about your difficulties and I will inform him as soon as he returns to the service area."

Catwoman said softly.

"I'm Weberkong, the current commander of Ameili, I have a hundred thousand urgent things to find Superman!" The Grand Commander tried to calm the anger in his heart, and said word by word.

"I'm sorry, no matter what your identity is, our Justice League follows the principle of first come, first served, there are two hundred and forty-eight clients waiting in front of you, please line up!" Catwoman said slowly, unhurriedly, and picked off her fingernails by the way.

Grand Commander?

Who is it?

What's the matter with the old lady?

Are you paying your mother's salary or taking care of your mother's meal?

She Catwoman only needs to hug one thigh tightly in her life, and she really doesn't pay attention to it!

"Bastard, Ameli sees that he is now facing the most important crisis in the two hundred years since the founding of the country, Superman, as an American citizen, has the obligation to defend against the enemy, and I am now directly issuing a wartime call-up order in my capacity as president, Superman must arrive in Washington, D.C. within five minutes, or I'll - I will- I will-" The Commander thought for a long time, and didn't know what to say.

Declared wanted Superman?

If he wants to have that ability, he won't call Superman to save him now.

Besides, now just one enemy is already unbearable, if you offend Superman again, I'm afraid that the national honor of more than two hundred years will soon be lost!

"What are you going to say, sir?" Catwoman comfortably made herself a cup of coffee, and then asked in a heartfelt manner.

"Bastard!" The Grand Commander threw away the phone in a fit of rage, and if it was possible, he would have ordered his agents to rush directly into the Justice League headquarters in Gotham City and arrest all those guys in strange costumes and shoot them for five minutes.

It's a pity that he knows he can't do it himself!

If he dared to give such an order, his agents would definitely kill him first.

After all, if you offend the Great Commander these years, it's a big deal to go to the Woolly Bear Country, but if you offend Superman, you won't have a place to hide!

"Your Excellency the President, the Sea People have sent an envoy!" As soon as he smashed the phone here, the staff over there sent someone to inform him.

"Please! Please! I'll personally go and please! The Grand Commander suddenly trotted out, and his attitude was more respectful than that of his own father.

There is no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and since Superman can't count on it, then he can only talk to the ocean people.

Fortunately, since the other side is willing to send people to talk, it proves that there is still the possibility of peace talks.

As for whether it's a shame or not?

If he doesn't mess up the level in front of him, he's afraid that his life will be gone, do you still care about such a thing as being embarrassed?

The last time the envoy of the Ocean People came to deliver the sea map, he was almost killed on the spot by the White House guards as a rioter, but now when it came again, he entered the main conference room directly accompanied by the commander.

So human beings are the most realistic creatures, but if you are weak and deceitful, then everyone will want to come up and step on you.

But once you show your strong strength, then those who originally looked down on you will immediately pounce on you and kneel and lick it.

"Very good, it seems that that woman Meira is very restrained and has not done anything too out of the ordinary!" Justice League headquarters, looking at the synchronous video stolen by Cyborg from inside the White House, the god of law nodded and said with relief.

"Mera? Shouldn't the king of the kingdom of the sea be Arthur? Superman asked, somewhat puzzled.

For this kind of question, the god of law didn't bother to answer it at all, and even Batman didn't want to talk too much nonsense with him.

By now, as long as you have a long head, you should know who has the final say in the Ocean Kingdom!

"I think these requests made by the Ocean Kingdom are quite reasonable, what do you think?" Throwing the document that had just been printed out to everyone, the Fa God asked everyone.

No one in the White House cares about the negotiations at all, and everyone's floating islands have already opened up over Washington, not to mention that Mera's request is not harsh, even if her request is to ask the Grand Commander to die immediately, those who want to come to Capitol Hill will not hesitate to choose to let the Grand Commander apologize.

So the real negotiation arena is actually here, as long as Superman and Batman think that the treaty of the Ocean Kingdom is not too much, then all governments around the world will obediently pinch their noses and agree.

"I think it's okay, these treaties are very reasonable." Superman briefly flipped through the treaty, nodded and said.

Batman was a little stunned when he looked at the so-called sea area division table and the ban on military passage.

If you count according to this treaty, it is the United States that will be the most affected, and then the big powers.

Once the sea becomes a military restricted area, many overseas military garrisons will be scrapped, which will definitely affect the current world pattern.