Am I A Superman?

That night, the clown raided nearly half of the gangsters in Gotham.

He slaughtered the gang's high-level officials by almost innocent means, and collected the funds and members of the gang with the fastest speed to form an underground force with strong fighting power.

This fierce means proves that the clown is definitely not the first time to do such a thing.

"Clown, what are you calling us to do? Don't tell me, you want to deal with this ridiculous joke like Batman!"

In a gangster restaurant, the clown brought in his new recruits, who were members of the former Gotham Gangster, and are now under the control of the clown.

Some veteran gang members raised questions when they saw the clown.

After all, a year ago, the clown was defeated in the hands of Batman, and then sent to the Arkham Asylum, which is now closed.

Hearing someone questioning himself, the clown opened his mouth and opened his mouth with a knife, "Battling Batman? Hahaha ... I think you made the wrong relationship ..."

The clown's nervousness suddenly rushed to that person's face, using his nose to close to that person's face, smirking: "I'm just a nice and helpful person, how can I deal with the great hero of Gotham City, Night Knight Batman? It's you, you, the maggots of society, the destroyer of order ... Don't you think that cleaning up you is the first task of Batman? "

The clown sipped a social maggot, and the veteran gang member was immediately angry: "Do n’t dream, clown. The world today is different from the past. In the past, you could n’t even have a Batman, and now you have Superman and Avengers. ... They're on Batman's side too. "

The existence of Superman and Avengers will not let these gangsters find out their conscience, but at least they have done things a little more convergent than before. They have to be less unavoidable and they will not take the risk.

Huh!

With the sound of a baseball bang, Harry Quinn raised her baseball bat and smashed into the head of the veteran gang member.

Unexpectedly, the gang member was knocked to the ground, and everyone in the audience stood up nervously, staring in horror at the two lunatics, Clown and Harry Quinn.

"Sorry, you accidentally slipped your hands, mrj, you won't blame me!"

Harry Quinn blinked, raised her baseball bat and hit the man's head a few times.

"Okay, I suggest you don't get so angry ... uh, which kind gentleman dragged this poor guy out."

The clown's eyes swept across the crowd, and a grim laughter erupted in his mouth: "I know the world has changed, but as far as I know, those guys in the Justice League, like Batman, are a bunch of cowards. ... you are actually afraid of a bunch of cowards who don't even dare to kill? "

Batman's principle of non-killing, in disguised form fuels the clown's arrogance. For the clown, he can perform any mad behavior with recklessness, and fails but is only locked in Arkham Asylum.

"Then you say, what shall we do?"

The gang members staying in this restaurant are a group of restless madmen. They also know that Batman's superheroes do not kill people, so they have long been unable to bear the criminal heart.

With a good vote, you can become rich and rich. If you don't, you can only be locked up in the prison for a few years. After you come out, you can continue to work hard to get rich.

After all, Gotham City was never short of lunatics and criminals.

"Yes! Yes! I'm waiting for you. We ... kill Batman! Hahaha ..."

The clown clenched his hands and said excitedly to the crowd: "Gotham City has long been astray by the so-called heroes. Only by killing Batman can Gotham City be restored to its original state and be changed back to our Gotham! "

"Kill Batman !!!" Harry Quinn applauded with a baseball bat.

The clown stood among the crowd and raised his hands high, "We have the funds, we have the weapons, we have the army, we ... kill Batman and then control Gotham!"

"Kill Batman ... take control of Gotham City!" The gangsters below also shouted.

…………

The next day, Li Ya sat in the office of the Justice League Earth headquarters.

His office is on the top floor, all with single-sided glass on the north wall, a large brown desk, and a light curtain near the seat.

Li Ya is watching some information about ancient magic and witchcraft.

Judging solely from the data collected by the Justice League, the magic of this world is still in mythology.

Even Constantine, in the eyes of people in this world, is just an alcoholic gambler, throwing up some deceivers.

"The last time Constantine appeared in the perspective of human civilization was London, England, two years ago. After that, he was not photographed by any traffic camera or convenience store ..."

Li Ya feels a bit regretful. Constantine is an expert on magic or anything. If he can find this guy, he can help Li Ya to solve many doubts.

At this time, Fiorah took Cara to Li Ya's office.

Since the Justice League Earth headquarters was put into use, Fiorah and Cara have moved here to live. There are accommodation areas, living areas for Justice League members, and exercise areas for these superhumans.

You know, even the prison is comparable to a seven-star standard, so the conditions for members' living and living naturally need not be said.

Cara and Fiorah's room even added a lot of star technology, making them live here and feel like they are still in star.

"General Li Ya, Fiorah said I have mastered infantry fighting. Can I join the Justice League?"

The infantry fighting technique in her mouth naturally refers to the basic fighting technique in the Pleiades army. Any soldier in the Pleiades began to learn from this set of fighting techniques.

Carla stood on her desk and stood on her desk. The thirteen-year-old girl was half taller than her desk. She looked at Li Ya with a look of expectation. If you disagree, I will cry to you Stance.

When Li Ya saw this picture of Cara, she laughed with a chuckle ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Successfully came a sentence: "Heaven covers the tiger, Cara one meter five."

"?????"

Cara looked dumbfounded, pouting at the table and shaking the whole building slightly. "Hey, do you want me to join the Justice League?"

Zizi ...

Li Ya's desk was cracked by Cara's slap, the electric flash flickered a few times, the light curtain projection began to blur, and eventually ‘唰’ disappeared.

"I'm ... sorry!" Cara realized that she had done bad things, and looked at Li Ya secretly, to see if he would scold herself.

"Fiorah, find some smart machines and help me change my desk."

Li Ya certainly wouldn't scold Carla for such a trivial matter. He stood up, walked in front of Cara, and touched her head and asked, "If you want to join the Justice League, it ’s not enough to learn infantry fighting. A quality. "

"What qualities? What qualities?" Cara asked expectantly.