American Comics: BOSS Invasion

At noon, under the blazing sun, the six members of the Legends of Tomorrow team lined up on the rooftop of a low building directly opposite the police station.

"While I understand your eagerness to investigate, there's no need to choose the sunniest time to play hide-and-seek!"

Atom Ray Palmer complained with a helpless expression.

Captain Cold smirked playfully, "What gave you the impression that we need to hide? This is Central City, our playground."

"Yes, a playground that can land you in jail," Sarah retorted sarcastically.

She was wearing a white leather suit that accentuated her exquisite figure, and the two daggers in her hands flipped like butterflies flitting through flowers, as dazzling and dangerous as she was.

Hunter stared blankly at the opposite side, constantly fiddling with a strange device in her hand.

"The other party has clearly discovered us, why are they indifferent? Do they not know that we are Time Masters? Or do they simply not take us seriously?"

Director Hunter was full of question marks.

As a Time Master herself, she had traveled through the past and future countless times.

She had seen countless time stowaways and timeline disruptors.

Under normal circumstances, as soon as she showed her face, the other party would attack frantically.

Some timid ones would turn around and run.

You must know that crossing the timeline is a serious crime, punishable by death if caught.

But she had never encountered anyone who remained indifferent after seeing them.

What exactly did these people mean?

And where exactly did they come from? Why can't their timeline be found?

This simply broke Captain Hunter's common sense.

Her expression gradually darkened.

"Guys, I have bad news for you. These five are all timeline anomalies, very powerful timeline anomalies.

They are very likely the reason why the future timeline was severed, a loophole of the same nature as Vandal Savage, we must eliminate them!"

Heat Wave picked up his flame gun and grinned, "What are we waiting for? I can't wait! I really want to see the police screaming and dying in front of me."

"Oh ho! That sounds good!" Captain Cold narrowed his eyes, slightly expectant.

These two used to be villains, although they mainly troubled The Flash, the police would at most shout a few times and beat the drums on the sidelines.

But this did not prevent the two from hating the police, and they would not refuse the opportunity to kill a few police officers.

Unfortunately, their ideas would ultimately not succeed.

Firestorm and Atom were positive figures, and they would not allow this to happen.

However, after teaming up for a long time, the two also knew that it was useless to say more, just keep an eye on them.

Captain Hunter said: "We can't wait any longer, move out! Sarah, go lure them out!"

"It's finally starting!"

Sarah's lips curled up, and she nimbly somersaulted, sliding directly down the sloping glass, and after a few quick movements, she jumped onto the lawn, and then walked towards the police station with elegant steps.

Brooke held a cup of coffee and drank it slowly.

Morty's cloak of justice, which he wore all year round, was thrown aside, and he was only wearing shorts, revealing the knotted muscles on his upper body.

At this time, he was standing upside down, supporting a barbell of several hundred kilograms with his feet while doing arm bends, sweat gathering at the tip of his nose into a small stream, soaking a large area of the ground.

Sixteen was lying on the sofa with his hands behind his head, closing his eyes to rest.

A little sparrow flew into the office from somewhere, jumped on the windowsill, and landed directly on 16's forehead, as if it had found a safe place, and settled down comfortably.

Buu sat opposite, holding a huge cake with a diameter of 16 inches, eating with relish.

"They're finally here! I've been waiting for a long time! Has it been 30 minutes?"

Brooke exhaled a breath of hot air and said slowly.

"I don't know!" Laura kept applying powder to her face in front of the mirror, her big face was already painted with red and white patches, which looked very scary.

Her attention was unstable, and she was obviously not interested in this boring question.

"It's a woman, who's going to deal with it?"

Morty said indifferently while doing standard exercise movements.

As a navy general, he was not interested in hitting women.

Although this woman didn't look simple.

Sixteen and Buu were immersed in their own worlds, indifferent to the outside world.

Laura was equally only concerned about her makeup.

Brooke looked around, sighed, and put down his coffee cup.

"It looks like I'm the only one who can solve it! Yo ho ho ~ A beauty!"

His eyes suddenly turned into heart shapes, and he suddenly jumped up and shook his legs, leaving behind several afterimages, and ran out in a puff of smoke.

Morty's movements paused for a moment, then he continued to do arm bends one by one.

On the other side, Sarah walked to the entrance of the police station, just about to push the door and walk in, when a skull with an afro suddenly popped up in front of her.

"Hello, miss, can you lend me your panties to take a look at?"

Sarah was stunned for a moment, then her eyes narrowed.

"Oh? I didn't hear that the captain of the Hunter Squad is a pervert who wants to see women's panties."

"What's wrong with a man being a pervert?"

Brooke said righteously.

"Is that what you think? Or should I kill you to prevent other girls from suffering at your hands!" Sarah flipped her hands, and two sharp long daggers suddenly appeared, stabbing directly at Brooke's eye sockets.

Brooke was startled and ran away in a panic.

"Help, murder! I'm about to die! Oh, I'm already dead!"

Brooke slapped his palm and suddenly realized.

He staggered, almost falling to the ground.

She urgently changed her move, and two daggers stabbed towards Brooke's heart.

"Oh, dangerous, dangerous! This dress is new, I'll be heartbroken if it gets a hole."

Brooke tilted his body backward, sliding five or six meters away, as if there was a string pulling him behind him.

Sarah sprinted quickly, pouncing like a tiger, supporting the dagger downward with her forearm, like the sharp teeth of a tiger.

If this stabbed firmly, even an elephant would have two holes poked out.

It's hard to imagine that Sarah was still a little girl a few years ago whose life revolved around cosmetics and nightclubs.

Unfortunately, her opponent was Brooke.

His expression became serious, and he gently brushed past her.

Da da da… …

The sound of footsteps was clearly audible, gradually fading away.

Sarah landed, crouching and maintaining her attacking posture.

"Nose Song Three-Ding Lightning Slash!"

Ding!

A metallic collision sound, a flash of light suddenly flashed in front of Sarah's eyes.

Huh? What's going on, why is the line of sight tilting… …

So… …

Bang!

Sarah fell to the ground, splashing a circle of dust.

… …Was I cut?

What a fast blade!