The unremarkable-looking black heavy truck restarts and drives along the metropolis's urban traffic line onto the highway leading out of the city, where the death shooter sits in the driver's seat and wggles the steering wheel in boredom.

He's just putting on a show.

The car had been converted into an unmanned vehicle by the young Lybald, and the front was more of a lookout tower than a driver's seat, and could be used as a heavy fire attack pad if necessary.

In the passenger seat next to the dead shooter was an armed suitcase filled with all kinds of "little toys" that he couldn't put down.

If there's anything else that can be called a "benefit" when forced to join Team K, it's definitely a variety of firearms and weapons handmade by master engineer Mason.

The power is from small to large, which is enough to ensure that the deterrent and destructive power of a guy with super archery skills like Death Shooter is full in battle.

On the console of the cab he had carefully arranged was a strange skull, which he had collected from the "Skrull Hunt" that had just ended a few days ago.

It's cleanly washed, and its completely different shape from a human skull makes it look like a handicraft.

Although it is somewhat perverted to have this kind of thing in the cab, as a supervillain, what's wrong with being a little perverted?

"Report the situation!"

Bane's deep voice came from the communicator, and he pouted, swept around through the observer, and said:

"Everything is fine, no threat, continue. Well, it doesn't feel right, we seem to be being targeted. ”

A feeling of pins and needles suddenly swelled in Dead Shot's heart, and after years of assassination, he immediately realized that he was being targeted by another shooter, and he grabbed the suitcase in his hand and said to the communicator:

"Keep moving! I'm here to check the danger, and you guys get ready. ”

"Hmm."

In the container car, the assaulter Bane put down the intercom in his hand and gestured to the person next to him.

Old Knell kicked open the armor box at his feet, pulled down a rack full of weapons from the modified alloy wall, and began to choose the right guy.

Bane also took off his hood and stepped into the armor containment tank to prepare himself for battle.

But the king shark beside them didn't care.

This rammer with big headphones and beach pants, grabbing this bag of junk food, is staring intently at the cartoon of Peppa Pig on the screen in front of him.

The pair of beanie's eyes widened, and from time to time they let out laughter like a missing brain stem.

It doesn't need to think about weapons and preparation for war, and when there is a fight, put the Edelman alloy braces at hand to the mouth, and then put on the split helmet and fist gloves to go out and charge.

King Shark is very open to the fact that he has become the "royal cannon fodder" of the Knell Legion, the atmosphere in this small team is good, everyone is very good at talking and everyone is talented.

Unlimited junk food is provided free of charge every day, the water in the large fish tank under the car is changed every three days, and Luthor has ordered him seven video channels for his entertainment.

He loved it!

This peculiar ecology of the scene made the "hitchhiker" man very interested.

Especially with the composition of the Special Ops Pair, he observed for a few seconds and then looked back at the young version of Luthor next to him, who was sitting in a rotating chair and operating several computers at the same time.

He asked:

"So, you're another subordinate of Team K?"

"Yes, we call ourselves Mr. Mason Cooper's 'Black Glove Squad' to help him do things that are inconvenient for righteous heroes."

Relaxed, Luthor leaned back in his chair and drank his coffee, tapping a few times on his keyboard to hack into a nearby camera to help Dead Shot find his target.

He said to the master:

"We had a good relationship with Green Arrow some time ago, but he always wanted to provoke the two Slade and then was beaten down without accident.

You shouldn't be asking for trouble, right? ”

"Batboy won't fight uncertain battles, if you want to beat him, you have to raid and can't make an appointment, this is an old tradition."

The knell leaning next to him snorted, reached out to take the kinetic assault rifle thrown by the old knell, and loaded it with a click, and took off his flight jacket to reveal his trademark red suit.

With an eyepatch, he glanced at Batman, who was out of place in this carriage, and said:

"He knew that the end of the conflict here was that he would be pinned to the ground and beaten by us, and Bane would be happy to help him 'maintain' his lumbar spine again."

In the face of this kind of provocation, the old man did not hear it.

His feud with Death Knell is not a day or two, both of them have received Lei Xiaogu's personal guidance, when Death Knell was young, he always regarded Batman as a goal that must be surpassed, but now that both of them have become middle-aged uncles, Death Knell still has not been able to complete this goal.

I have to say that young people must be cautious when making career plans, setting too high goals will embarrass them, and taking too big steps will definitely pull eggs.

Batman looked at the younger version of Luther, he looked at him, and after a few seconds he asked:

"You're from another world?"

"Yes."

Luthor did not hide this, he took a sip of his coffee and said:

"It's a terrible world, and Mr. Mason saved us when everything was hopelessly and offered me a new job to start a new life in your world.

Compared to our side, you are like heaven here, except for me here who is old and crazy and stubborn, everything is incredible.

In fact, after getting used to life here, I feel that the greatest meaning of the existence of our world is to remind everyone how bad everything can be.

But I'm guessing that's not what you're asking. ”

Luthor locked on to a few targets on his computer, and he adjusted the camera position with his fingers flying and said:

"Just ask, we have some time before those attackers fire their first bullets."

"Do you have Batman over there?"

The old man asked his own question directly, causing Luthor to pause.

The young version of Lai Bald glanced back at him, shrugged his shoulders and said:

"This is a subject that cannot be touched, and I will be a sinner for it, and I will not risk offending him by answering this question that you already have the answer in your mind.

Why don't I introduce you to Superman from my hometown? You'll definitely be interested in that. ”

"No need, you're right, I already know the answer."

The old man Huo Ran got up.

"Look at the answer you just missed."

Death Knell pulled down the mask, straightened the flowing samurai belt behind his head, patted Lai Bald on the shoulder, and said to him in a low voice:

"Tsk, because of this stupid reaction, Captain Mason will deduct your performance for the month."

"Hey, whatever he wants."

The young Lai bald snorted, took the pistol handed by Death Bell, pressed a bullet and put it in his hand for self-defense, and pouted again:

"I'm already a billionaire anyway, right? I'm at the end of my life early, so I have to have some fun for myself. ”

"Boom"

As soon as the words fell, a rocket shot from the hill on the side of the highway and hit the wheels of the speeding heavy truck.

The massive explosion shook the entire carriage violently, and red warning lights flashed in the carriage, but this little damage was nothing for the "base car" assembled at the Osborne Tower.

After all, the container and the entire body of this thing are plated with a layer of vibranium.

Mason has always spared no expense in the safety of his subordinates.

"Bang"

The heavy truck was taken over by Lai Bald and entered the manual control drive, and the moment a black barrel stretched out from the cockpit, there was an extra hole in the eyebrows of the attacker who launched the rocket from 700 meters away.

The second guy who was carrying the barrel of the cannon was shot through his left eye before he could get up.

The Death Shooter has entered a counterattack state, the device under the container hull is opened, two assault vehicles modified from the batmobile model pop out, carrying two death knells and rushing out towards the attack position, the assault Bane climbs onto the hull, and the black power armor on his body carries the flight propulsion, choosing to attack from the sky.

But as soon as he took off, he was hit by an explosive bomb in the helmet position.

The loss of vision deflected Bane's flight trajectory, and he crashed headlong into another oncoming truck on the other side of the highway, nearly crushing him into a patty.

"There's a super shooter on the other side! Dead shot, what the are you eating, snipe him! ”

Bane cursed, adjusted his bearing, took off again, pulled his speed to the extreme, and pounced on the hills on the side of the road.

Dead shot didn't refute it, because he was going to be sniping at the super shooter on the other side.

In master duels, the victory or defeat is often only in an instant, so the death shot did not rush to fire, and let the opponent play to use Bane in the sky as a target to attract firepower.

As Luther's truck drove into the tunnel at the fork in the road leading to the suburban nature park, he finally fired his own fatal bullet with bated breath.

"Bang".

The scope of a firearm in the hands of an old black man in battle armor on the hill firing position exploded, but he himself avoided the doom of a headshot in a nimble dodge.

"Missed."

He grinned and wiped the wound on his cheek, feeling comfortable that he had won the game.

What is the death shooter who never misses, the cowhide blows wide, but is not yet dodged by himself? In the future, the name of the number one scorer in this villain circle will belong to him.

With this in mind, the old black got up and grabbed his gun, intending to move to the next firing position, and blow it up when the car drove out of the tunnel.

As soon as he got up, a cold wind hit from behind, and he quickly drew his pistol to fight back, but was greeted by a bat-like helmet and a serious chin.

"Bang"

The super shooter, nicknamed "Bloody Sports", was volleyed up by Batman's fear raid, and several joints were torn off by the master's fit on a set of flowing jiu-jitsu techniques, and when he landed, he had no power to fight back.

The old man leaned down and picked up a red-glowing tracker from the shattered scope, and said to the bloody movement lying on the ground, grinning:

"Every one of his bullets always stops just right, unlike you, who can't suppress his overly active desire to attack."

"I've been merciful, too! Waller is watching! ”

The supervillain on the ground saw Batman as if he had seen a savior, and he shouted:

"It's finally been you, Batboy! Save me! Fast! ”

When he heard the name "Waller", the old man immediately reacted, stepped forward to suppress the bloody movement, and pulled out an electric shocker from his armed belt and stuck it in his neck.

The next moment the ultra-high voltage was released in the latter's spine for a short time, disabling the second before the suicide squad's exclusive miniature bomb exploded, but the terrifying current penetrated the body and still made the super shooter scream in pain, and the whole person exuded a barbecue-like aroma and convulsed on the ground and fell into a coma.

Although he was electrocuted, he left at least one life, and at the same time, several muffled noises sounded from the rear, representing the miserable fate of the other high-level cannon fodder.

"They had their heads blown off, it was disgusting, and their clothes had to be washed again."

The sound of the death knell sounded in the communication, reporting that:

"It's Amanda Waller's suicide squad, no wonder I say these guys are so familiar."

"So, Amanda Waller of this world is also a disgusting character?"

The sound of Death Knell II then sounded, and Luthor quickly replied:

"Pack up and return, rearm! It seems that the road to that swamp will not be quiet, and who has any other way to hurry up, otherwise they will have to kill all the way. ”

"Doodoo"

The communication device on the old man's wrist lit up green, and when he connected the communication, he heard it say:

"My name is Groot"

"I don't know Groot, I'm learning but it's going to take some time, so let's talk in a different way."

The old man replied, and then another high-pitched and noisy voice sounded in the communicator, and instead of the treeman's repeated sentence, he explained:

"Groot will use the power of the swamp monsters to send you directly to the swamp to join us, our informant has informed us of the location, and we are now hiding outside the base camp of the Legion of Doom.

Mason will be over soon, too.

The agents of the Black of Decay are in the base of Doom, but the bad news is that the agents of the Red of All are too, and you must be prepared for a hard fight.

I mean, isn't the Justice League of this world very powerful?

Shake people now! Batman.

End of communication. ”

The old man nodded, and then Luther's regretful voice sounded in the communicator, and said to the master:

"Heck, this happy cooperation time is always too short, the order from above, the Knell Legion will stay here to deal with the suicide team of the Sky Eye Society, and will not go with you to the Doomsday Legion headquarters.

Your 'bomb disposal device' is interesting, is that your equipment specifically designed to deal with the suicide squad? Did you anticipate that they would jump out and stir things up?

Can you share a blueprint with me? You may need it later. ”

"A pulse of high-frequency current, one thousand to fifteen hundred volts, passes through the brain into the spine, and in 0.5 to 3 seconds a short high-frequency discharge can interfere with the signal module of the suicide squad miniature bomb."

The old man stood there with a blank face and said to the young version of Luther:

"As long as you understand the principle, this thing is just a little trick Amanda Waller uses to scare people."

"Understood! This is where the corresponding instruments are made. ”

In the newsletter, Lai Bald said:

"Sure enough, Mason's set was learned from you, and the other Batman didn't have this kind of ingenious mind. Well, oh my God, I said something I shouldn't have said.

Goodbye, bat, you are very professional and very pleasant to work with.

We'll see you next time. ”

"Toot"

The communication signals of Rybald and the entire Knell Legion were erased from the Lord's communicator, and then a wisp of vines rose from the Lord's feet and wrapped around his body like a snake.

This is the power of the swamp monster in effect.

Batman took a deep breath and closed his eyes, and the next moment his figure disappeared in the flash of his cloak as the vines pulled to the ground.

Deathstroke hurried to the bloody movement lying on the ground, gasping for breath, kicked the old black man hard, and said to him, who was almost roasted:

"Death Shooter said that you passed the 'entry assessment' set by him, and the Knell Legion needs the second fireman, you have passed, now get up for me to get your equipment, and the next thing is for you to do.

Bastard, don't ask for wages if you owe us a life, let's do three months of hard work first!

Do you have any comments? ”

Bloody looked at the loaded pistol in Deathstroke's hand, looked at the blood on his hands, and finally shook his head and said that he was happy with the treatment of his new job.

In addition, he does have some "personal matters" that need to be "discussed" with Amanda Waller and the Sky Eye Society.

——

"Huh"

The figure of the old man appeared in the swampy area of the natural park amid the flying vines, and when he recovered from the strange feeling of "plant teleportation", he saw a tall tree man in a green cloak smiling at him, and on the shoulder of this "vegetative man" sat a heavily armed space raccoon.

Not far away, members of Team K were observing, but a few strange creatures traveling with them made Batman more vigilant, especially the latter's obvious zombie features.

"What are you looking at?"

The tall and thin zombie Quicksilver appeared beside the old man with a whoosh, and said provocatively:

"Haven't you ever seen such a handsome zombie? Beware of biting you, bastard. ”

"Bet ten dollars with you, if you can bite him, you are great."

Mason turned off the remote detection function of the Mobius chair, turned back to the old man and said:

"The good news is that I've turned off the outer firepower of this base, and the bad news is that the guys inside are quite difficult to deal with, the Dreadlamp Man, the Overlord Orangutan, the Deep Sea Maniac, and the two root powers.

They clearly intend to split the game with the Justice League here.

In order to prevent them from making a more dangerous situation, shake people. ”

(End of chapter)