Darkseid is rightfully dead.

Originally, the combination of the omega effect and the anti-life equation was enough for him to successfully kill the Darkspawn.

But at the last moment, he tried to control the Darkspawn's mind.

Maybe it's because the losses in this war are too heavy, and Darkseid wants to add some fresh blood to the dark elite, or maybe it's the combination of the Dark Spawn and Superman that just disappears, making him feel a little wasteful.

In short, when the dust was about to settle, he began to die.

If he had been a different Darkborn, Darkseid might have succeeded, but unfortunately he was facing Aatrox.

Nearly 10,000 years of captivity have made this original god warrior extremely sensitive and irritable.

He finally escaped from the cage, how could he possibly enter the next cage.

In addition, Aatrox was once eroded by the Void, so it was inevitable that it would be contaminated with some of the characteristics of the Void.

So, Darkseid hit the muzzle.

The Darkspawn's mind is like a maggot that eats bones, following the anti-life equation used to link the two, and reversely invades Darkseid's brain.

The two minds poured into each other and caused a chain reaction, and the omega effect and the anti-life equation rioted, and it became a pot of porridge in his body.

In the end, the Great Dark Monarch turned into a crooked-eyed, drooling idiot.

Darkseid's mind was devoured, and Aatrox wasn't much better.

But this had nothing to do with Lu Wu, seeing that the time was about the same, he immediately chose to return.

After resting in the mysterious space for two days, removing the DeBuff (negative debuff) that the Darkspawn brought to his irritability, he started his next mission without stopping.

Thinkers

......

At night, in the Boiling Blood Bar, the cacophony of music is deafening.

Coolly dressed female dancers writhed their sexy bodies on stage, and the men and women who enjoyed the nightlife gathered together to let out a strange scream.

And in such a chaotic environment, there is one corner that is a little special.

Lu Wu sat at a round table with several cards in front of him and a mountain of chips next to him.

There was a crowd of people around the round table, every pair of eyes looking at him.

There was a mixture of jealousy and excitement in his eyes, or a vicious desire to see him lose everything on the last card.

In addition to the greed that is commonplace in the gambling game, Lu Wu also sensed a unique aura hidden in the crowd, as if a pair of ropes were slowly wrapped around his neck.

The cards are agitated, reminding him that danger is imminent and that he should fold and get out as soon as possible.

But Lu Wu now has the opportunity to impoverish everyone at the table, and the temptation is too much to resist.

He looked around and smiled, "This is my third time in Gotham, and every time it makes me feel at home." ”

"Perhaps, I was born to live in this place."

"Don't talk nonsense, either open the cards, or admit defeat and spit out all the money you won today!" A gambler on the opposite side shouted loudly.

The man was a gang leader, wearing a floral shirt with an open neckline, revealing colorful tattoos inside, and a necklace around his neck that was now on the table.

Golden, lovable.

As he spoke, a mouthful of yellow teeth emitted a foul stench, and the cigarette that was about to burn stuck to the corners of his white mouth.

Lu Wu won about 30,000 US dollars on him tonight, most of which was prepared to supply the gang with protection money.

If he can't win back what he lost today, his final destination will be the Gotham River, a few kilometers away.

Lu Wu raised an eyebrow at him: "I think... Now it's your turn, Boss Henry. ”

"I don't need you to teach me, stranger!" Henry's bloodshot eyes stared at the chips in Lu Wu's hand, they were all his money!

"Don't think your little tricks can fool me!"

"Fooling you?" Lu Wu said in surprise, exuding simple and direct confidence in his gestures: "I solemnly declare that I will never use such a disgraceful and shallow trick. ”

"Won't it? So why are you aiming around? Henry straightened his waist as much as he could, making himself look taller: "Listen, I've dealt with all kinds of people, and I know best what people like you do. ”

"The Maroni family is not something you can afford to mess with as a newcomer!"

Lu Wu smiled brightly, took off his wide-brimmed hat in an exaggerated manner, covered the chips on the table, and drew a spiral on the back of the card with tattooed fingers.

There were a few distinct sighs from behind, and I don't know why.

"Boss Henry has good eyesight, I have learned!" As Lu Wu spoke, he glanced at the crowd around him.

As always, there is a group of people who love to take advantage of the money, hoping that the winner will generously divide their small chips.

Or, when the loser can't afford to flip the table, take advantage of the troubled waters to fish.

Now, for example, there is a dishonest guy who has sneaked his hand into the wide-brimmed hat on the table.

Those who dare to do this in full view of everyone are generally bold or instructed by others, but they are always stupid to the extreme.

Seeing that Henry's eyes on the other side gradually became excited, Lu Wu almost understood what was going on.

Suddenly he pulled the dagger out of his leather boot and nailed that hand directly to the table.

The whole bar fell silent, except for the nasty music that still invaded the nerves.

The stupid thief let out a pig-killing howl, and Lu Wu buckled his ears impatiently and moved his wide-brimmed hat to the other side to prevent blood.

Most of the people who were still around him just now ran away in an instant, and the rest ran behind Henry on the opposite side.

As an old Gotham person, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is a trait in their bones.

An outsider who doesn't know the details and the leader of the Maroni family, of course they know which one to choose.

Henry, who was surrounded by people, slapped the table and stood up, and scolded sharply: "Dare to do it here, what are you going to do?" ”

As soon as Lu Wu wanted to say something, the cards in his hand suddenly trembled, and a taste of spoiled milk appeared in his mouth.

Every time this feeling arises, riots ensue.

Ignoring the loud voice of the ringleader in his ears, he turned his gaze to the door of the bar.

Guests came in and out, no different than usual.

But the cards in Lu Wu's hand became more and more alert, so he gathered the cards together and laid them flat on the table.

"Let's have something more interesting, Mr. Henry?"

"How about doubling?"

He picked up his hat, revealing the mountain of chips underneath.

"You win, it's all yours, and I'll give you double as much, and vice versa."

Henry, who was still angry just now, immediately became interested, and even forgot about the little brother who was stabbed with a dagger.

"You're going to lose, you will!"

Henry's words were eloquent, with the arrogance and contempt characteristic of the Gothams.

"Do I doubt you have that much money?"

"Well said." Lu Wu looked relaxed, and took out a heavy black cloth bag from his wide coat pocket.

Throwing it on the table, several crystal clear gems of different colors rolled out of the opening.

Each one is worth more than most people have seen in a lifetime.

This scene made the breath of everyone present heavy.

Henry didn't let it go, licking his lips greedily and whispering a few words to a younger brother.

After a while, the younger brother brought a leather bag, which contained a pile of old banknotes, a small number of diamonds, and a few pieces of jewelry, which was all Henry's net worth for years of licking blood on the tip of his knife.

"If you want to play, play bigger, whoever wins, everything on the table is his."

Lu Wu shrugged noncommittally: "As you wish." ”

All the riches and chips were piled up in the center of the round table, and the spectators invariably took a breath, and the wealth here was enough to make anyone crazy.

Seeing this, Henry slapped a pistol full of bullets on the table as if demonstrating: "It looks good, don't do irrational things." ”

Only then did everyone's gaze narrow.

"You show your cards first, stranger." He said.

Lu Wu glanced at the door of the bar, nodded and said, "That's the custom." ”

......

At the same time, a luxuriously decorated and beautiful fine dining restaurant.

Amanda Waller, having dinner with a Pentagon general, is accompanied by a man in a suit and leather shoes.

She was the warden of a prison called Bellev Prison and one of the agents of the American government, doing dirty work that the government did not find comfortable doing.

As a person of color, there are only a handful of people in the United States who can achieve her status, so she is extremely loyal to her country.

After Superman's death, crime soars across the country, and Amanda feels like she should do something about it.

So, there is today's dinner.

She wants to get the other generals in front of her, and the other generals in the Pentagon, to agree to her plan X.

However, Amanda did not come up to explain her intentions, but chatted with the general, whom she had known for a long time.

Until the general couldn't help it and took the initiative to quip: "We have lost a national hero, and your expression is like a cat that has eaten a canary." ”

Amanda took over the topic: "I ate a lot of canaries, and it took a lot of effort. ”

"But I have finally caught them, the wicked of the wicked."

With that, she took out a heavy folder from her bag and placed it in front of the general.

The general didn't open it, and focused on cutting the steak on his plate: "Amanda, now rumors are flying all over the world that these people have superpowers. ”

"The rumors are true." Amanda looked him in the eye and said, "Do you know what the problem with transhumanism is?" ”

"It's human nature."

"Superman identifies with our values, and it's luck."

"Not necessarily the next Superman."

"You're playing with fire, Amanda." The general clearly did not quite agree with her.

"This is fighting poison with poison!"

"You're not going to mention that Task Force X again, are you?"

"That's right!" Amanda took the initiative to open the folder: "But this time, you have to listen to me." ”

"Floyd Lawton, known as the 'Death Shooter.'"

"He's the top professional killer in the world, and his customer base is very elite."

"But everybody has weaknesses, and if there's a weakness, it can be exploited."

"His weakness is a good 11-year-old kid in Gotham City, his daughter."

"I just anonymously sent a letter to a knight in Gotham who likes to be active at night, and we got this man who was full of shots."

The general looked curiously towards the folder, and then saw a grim-looking black male in prison uniform.

Without giving him much time, Amanda flipped to the next page, where the person in the photo turned into a sweet-looking female prisoner with blonde hair.

"Harry Quinn."

"Before she escaped and joined the Joker's circus, Harleen Quezel, was a psychiatrist at Arkham Asylum."

"And also the Joker's attending doctor."

"Harry thought he was curing the Joker, but he was actually in love with him."

"Look at the end of the workplace romance, she ended up being as crazy as the clown."

"They have become the kings and queens of Gotham, and whoever dares to disrespect the queen will not end well."

"Luckily, we have a passionate knight friend who managed to catch this madman for us."

The general nodded as he ate, and became interested in the plan.

Amanda struck while the iron was hot and introduced several dangerous prisoners one after another.

Captain Boomerang, Vengeful Demon, Killer Crocodile, and the Most Powerful Witch.

The general took the papers, flipped through them, and asked, "You intend to leave the security of the country in the hands of witches, bandits, and crocodiles?" ”

"They're wicked, Amanda."

"Why do you think you can control them?"

As he spoke, he had flipped to the last page of the document, and a person that Amanda had not introduced appeared on it.

Wide-brimmed cowboy hats, neatly trimmed beards, delicate to the point of somewhat cumbersome coats.

Most of the face is obscured by the brim of the hat, which looks quite mysterious.

"Who is he and part of your plan?"

Amanda put down her glass and carefully considered how to introduce the person in the photo to the general.

"Trist Fett, a lucky gambler."

The general was still waiting for her next step, but he waited a long time and did not see her speak again.

"That's the end of it?"

Amanda swallowed the last bite of the steak: "We don't know much about him, except that he suddenly appeared, and then deceived a group of people, and made a lot of money." ”

The general hesitated for a moment: "Is he very strong, what superpowers does he have?" ”

Amanda shook her head: "I don't know. ”

"Then why did you put him in your plan?" The general asked, puzzled.

"I have a grudge against him." Amanda drank the wine dry and slammed the glass on the table: "I'm in the group of people who were deceived!" ”

"My stocks, securities, and all the gems I've accumulated over the years are gone!"

Seeing that she was getting more and more excited, the general hurriedly comforted: "Just catch him and chase the things back." ”

Amanda regained her composure and said with a smile: "My people are already in action, if nothing else, tomorrow morning, I can slap him in the face!" ”

......

The door of the Boiling Blood Bar was violently kicked open.

In an instant, dozens of armed men with no identification on their bodies poured in, and at the same time blocked the back door of the bar.

The annoying music finally shut down, and the bar patrons were controlled one by one.

"Trister Fett, you've happened!"

"Come with us!"

The armed men led by him walked straight towards the card table, but when they saw the empty chairs that were still spinning in place, they suddenly burst into anger and became angry.

Only then did Henry, who was squatting with his head in his hands, realized something, got up and looked at the table, his face as pale as a dead man.

"Where's my money?" He shouted, "Where's my money! ”

The chips and fortunes on the table disappeared with Lu Wu, leaving only five cards face up.

A sure-win deck.

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Ps1, the timeline of "Task Force X" takes place shortly after Superman's death, and is generally similar to the timeline of the previous roll.

Ps2,The hero's sexual orientation in this volume is normal.,I won't engage in gay gay things.,Please feel free to read.

Ps3,I haven't figured out which skin to bring.,I recommend one.