Within minutes, the Metropolitan Special Crime Operations Bureau sent a car to "pick up" the Poison Ivy Woman. The head of the section, Maggie Sawyer, assured that Poison Ivy would be handed over to the Gotham Police Department within a day.

The poison ivy woman was handcuffed and escorted to the car by the arms of two SWAT officers. Before she could get into the car, she stopped and looked at the winged knights who were staring at her.

"I don't regret my choice." "But I want you to know I'm sorry to disappoint you," she said suddenly. ”

"I understand." Roy replied, "You're just someone who wants to make the right choice, but you choose the wrong way." ”

"I don't need you to dictate to me. I just feel like you need to get some warning. ”

"What warning?"

The poison ivy woman said solemnly: "The person who found me, the bandage man, he is very powerful. His target is Batman, and he gathers a lot of people to cause trouble for Batman. His net was already made up, but now you broke into it, which he didn't expect. Now that you've managed to capture his attention, you have to be ready. ”

Roy didn't care, "Greetings at any time." ”

This concludes the conversation with Poison Ivy. Two SWAT officers escorted her into the car and followed the convoy away.

Superman, who was standing beside Roy, clasped his hands around his chest and said, "It looks like you've been busy for a while, I heard about Batman, and I heard that he was seriously injured." How is he doing now? ”

"He's already had surgery." Roy Road. He specifically asked an old friend to come back to Gotham to do it for him.

The surgery was a success. He recuperated for a week. But you know him, and now that he's back in his cape, you can't expect him to actually stay in bed for a month. ”

Superman smiled lightly, "yes." ”

Roy added, "As far as I know, most toxins should be ineffective against Kryptonians. I analyzed the composition of the plant spores of Poison Ivy, and found that someone had mixed it with synthetic kryptonite powder. ”

"Who did it?" Superman asked.

"I don't know." Roy shook his head, "But someone has been deploying against Batman lately. Teach all Batman's enemies a new way. I think. It could be that the same person mixed kryptonite into the spores of poison ivy. I don't know who it is, but I'll find out. ”

Roy took out the ring inlaid with green kryptonite from the universal belt, and the fluorescence reflected the faces of several people in green, and the special radiation of kryptonite made Superman frown.

"Maybe you'll want to take this back."

Superman took the ring, stared at it for a moment, and then threw it back to Roy.

"You keep it." "If something like this happens again in the future, I need someone I can trust and have the ability to stop me," he said. ”

"Something like this again? Just kidding, I'm adamant I won't do it again. Barbara muttered quietly. He rubbed his fist, which was still aching.

Then, embarrassed, she finds Superman glancing at her.

Only then did she realize that no matter how small her voice was talking to herself, it was impossible to escape the super hearing of the Kryptonians.

"I'm sorry again." Superman is genuinely authentic.

Barbara hurriedly turned around and asked, "Oh, that's right. Didn't I remember you already left Kryptonite for Batman? Why bother"

"As it is often said on Earth, everything has to be double-insured." Superman said.

Not far away, on top of a building.

The man in an khaki trench coat with a bandaged face was lying on the edge of the rooftop. His telescopic lens was focused on the Winged Knight, his black-gloved hands clenched into fists.

None of this was meant to be for winged knights.

These traps and troubles should all be left as gifts to Batman. But now, the winged knight is like a malicious spoiler, messing up a game that has already been carefully chosen.

Right now. He'd made a decision - if the next step of the plan was to continue, he had to get rid of the annoying winged knight.

Gotham City, amusement park.

The Ferris wheel of the amusement park is like a giant gear, slowly turning. No one knows that in addition to the lovers who are in love and the warm and harmonious family on the Ferris wheel, there is also a deadly killer caught between them.

Floyd Lawton, known as the "Death Shooter", is sitting on the Ferris wheel. He wears a red electronic lens in his right eye, which assists him in aiming from a distance. Perched next to the window of the Ferris wheel is Barrett, the legendary "King of Snipers", with the crosshair pointing to someone at a banquet in a building two kilometers away.

Two kilometers away, a banquet for the rich is being held lively. The VIPs dressed in decent formal attire and chatted enthusiastically. No one knew that the Grim Reaper had crept up to the top of the room, scythe in his hand, ready to take the lives of one of them.

The corners of Lawton's mouth curled with confidence.

The finger pulled the trigger, and the bullet screeched out of the barrel, spun and pierced the dark night sky. The sharp bullet flew two kilometers away, shattered the glass on the outside of the building, grazed the cheek of a guest, pierced the base of a tall wine glass in the tray of a waiter's hand, and impartially struck the heart of a gentleman dressed in a sophisticated Italian suit.

The gentleman was still smiling like a gentleman, and suddenly the whole person fell backwards, and the blood oozing red in an instant stained the white shirt under his suit, and the kind smile when he lay on the ground was extremely hideous and dazzling.

"Ah~!"

The whole banquet exploded in an instant, and the woman's screams instantly ignited everything. People fled in panic, scrambled out of the door completely regardless of the image, and the lively banquet was cleaned up in a few moments.

Lawton put away Barrett, leaned against the window leisurely, pressed the communication headset hidden in his ear, and said, "This is the death shooter, the mission has been completed, and it is expected that there will be ten minutes to land." ”

"Roger." A voice came from the earphone, "After landing, go to the designated position, and I will arrange someone to answer it." ”

"Roger." Lawton hung up the communication and looked out the window boredly at the scenery.

Half an hour later, uuknshucom) Gotham some unknown prison.

Floyd Lawton jumped out of the car, swaggered through the prison gates, and walked into a cell of his own accord. The two guards outside the door didn't seem surprised at all, and pulled the cell door for him and locked him inside.

Less than a minute later, Amanda Waller arrived at his cell door with a fat belly.

"Good day, Lawton." She said.

Lawton glanced at her, ignoring her.

"But you'll have to get ready for your next mission as soon as possible." "This time it's going to be more difficult than the last one, so if you complete the mission, you can get the longest sentence reduction." ”

"Without further ado, tell me the task directly." Lawton said impatiently.

Amanda said: "The specific content of the mission will be released in two days. But I think I should have prepared you in advance - this time, you can't go it alone, you have to act with your team. (To be continued.) )