My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

Laura felt that the guy who kidnapped her seemed easy to communicate with.

So she continued to ask: "Have you been kidnapped before, and then Batman went to rescue you?"

Jason stopped and stared at Laura who was tied to the chair, as if recalling what happened to him before.

After a while, he said slowly, "That was a story a long time ago, now, let us focus on you."

"Batman will come to save you, at least he will try. But when he has to choose between you and the mission, he will choose to complete the mission, and he will do it every time."

"Look, it's such a complete hypocrisy!"

At the end of Jason's speech, his tone became more and more excited.

Laura bit her lips stubbornly, "I believe he won't be this kind of person!"

"Very well, then let us wait quietly for the result."

When the two were confronting each other, someone pushed the room away.

Walking into the room was a soldier in combat uniform, who reported to Jason, "Sir, the Cobra tank has been deployed."

Jason nodded and walked out of the room.

Before leaving, he ordered his subordinates, "Gag her mouth, anyone who dares to move a finger of her will die!"

A ball of burlap was stuffed into Laura's mouth.

As Jason and his men left, the whole room quickly fell into darkness again.

Laura tried to speak, but the whimpering was quickly swallowed by darkness.

After Jason walked out of the room, he stood in the dark corridor and asked his subordinates, "Where is the death knell?"

"Death knell?"

The men were a little confused.

But he quickly realized that he should be referring to Walter Stiller.

Eric, who was looking through the information in the underground laboratory of Governor's Island, also happened to see Walter's name.

"Walter Stiller? According to the description, he looks like the guy from Deathstroke."

According to the information provided by Cullen, Walter is a superhuman.

Like Himiko, she has a strong self-healing ability.

Unlike Himiko who used beast-like intuition to fight, this guy named Walter was a mercenary.

As a mercenary who licks blood at the edge of his knife, he has practiced his skills.

His physical fitness and physical endurance are different from ordinary people, he is proficient in various fighting skills, and he is good at using various weapons, whether it is a pistol, rifle or dagger and steel sword, he can use it skillfully.

According to the data, he once wiped out a gangster by himself.

Cruel, cunning, and quick-witted.

This is the first impression the other party left on Eric.

The same thing as the death knell of the DC world is that this guy named Walter is already a bad old man.

The difference is that his eyes are healthy and intact, not a one-eyed one.

"It seems that many guys in this world are very similar to the villains in the DC world!"

Eric sighed and stood up.

In the other corner of the room, Bob was still watching the satellite TV.

It is impossible for the outside world to not notice the opponent's momentum.

However, what puzzled him was that there was no report on the matter on TV.

impossible! He had already dialed 911 using the satellite phone, and it stands to reason that the police and troops had already arrived.

It can't be possible that they haven't been dispatched yet, right? !

Eric put away the information and looked at the TV, "Obviously, someone from the police station deliberately obstructed it."

"But, such a big matter, even if the other party wants to hide it, they can't hide it!"

"It's not necessary to hide it completely, just delay it for a few hours. If my guess is right, Bob, you call alone, they don't take it seriously. After hours, more and more calls come in, They only started to pay attention. Then they sent people to the island, and after they never came back, they sent people again, and then the US Coast Guard, the National Guard,

Just gossiping with each other..."

"You know how efficient those bureaucrats are."

Eric finally concluded with one sentence.

"Then why should we wait like this?" Bob scratched his hair anxiously.

"No, they're supposed to figure it out themselves soon. Until then, Bob, my Batmobile, can you fix it for me quickly?"

"I'll try."

Bob replied helplessly.

 …

Jason's actions came to an end immediately.

However, some troubles were encountered when dealing with the last islanders.

The mercenaries who escorted the residents of the island into the place of detention were attacked by a superhuman guy.

A replica Wolverine, with metal claws growing out of his hands, attacked the mercenaries who escorted them.

He can stretch out metal iron claws from his fingers, swinging and slashing enemies.

However, he can only extend one sharp claw, and the toughness of this thing is obviously not as strong as Wolverine's Edman alloy claw.

After the replica Wolverine cut down two mercenaries in an instant, he wanted to continue fighting, but was blocked by a knife.

It was Walter's katana sword.

The death knell wrapped in the yellow and black combat uniform, even if it is tightly covered, can still feel the dangerous aura emanating from it.

"Wolverine" roared and ran towards "Death Knell".

Swish!

A bright white light streaked towards the death knell.

The goal is to slash his neck.

Deathstroke dodged swiftly, and knocked his claws aside with the knife in his hand.

Stab it!

There was a spark.

Then the death knell moved its steps, bursting up.

The samurai sword made a slashing motion and attacked the opponent.

Wolverine uses his claws to block the downward slash.

However, the strength was not as strong as the death knell, and Lian Lian, who was shocked, retreated back.

After a short fight, Death Knell figured out the opponent's strength, agility, and attack characteristics.

He is a tactician who always extracts intelligence from the opponent in the initial confrontation, no matter whether the opponent is strong or weak.

After a brief fight, Deathstroke sentenced his opponent to death in his heart.

"it's over!"

He put away his katana and charged at Wolverine's attack.

Without avoiding the opponent's sharp claw attack, he twisted his body slightly to let the opponent's attack pass through his flank.

And he took his knife and crashed into Wolverine's arms.

"Pfft!"

It sounded like an air bag being punctured.

A hole was cut in the chest of the replica Wolverine, and the heart was completely pierced.

Blood spurted out, like a red fountain, spraying out a large trace.

Wolverine fell slowly to the ground.

The armor part of Deathstroke's abdomen hit the opponent's claw.

The opponent's attack only left a shallow trace, and did not break his defense.

Everything is under precise calculation, from the angle of force to the pressure per unit area of ​​the armor, from friction to weather effects, from the opponent's behavior to possible reactions...

"Wolverine" completely fell into the opponent's calculations.

Deathstroke glanced at the other party and put away the samurai sword.

He likes this feeling, facing seemingly powerful enemies, piercing their hearts, and then trampling them down.

Hopefully that so-called Batman won't let himself down.