Martin Variety in American Comics

Tieshan Prison!

For the prisoners, today is just an ordinary day.

They follow the rules of the prison, live a normal life, go out for exercise, and then do various chores.

If they are lucky, they can go online, which is one of the few channels in the prison to contact the outside world.

Tieshan Prison has government investment, so various regulations are relatively complete. Bullying rarely happens, but the police will not think about reforming criminals.

For prison guards, as long as these criminals do not make trouble on the surface, nothing else matters.

But today, the warden and administrators of Tieshan Prison suddenly have a new income in their secret bank accounts, and the price they need to pay is just one day of not going to work.

For prison guards, this is simply pie in the sky. Anyway, they often find excuses to be absent from work, and not going to work today is not a big deal.

Just take this time to spend time with family. After all, being a prison guard is not a glorious job.

The warning work below the prison without a leader is not so serious.

So until noon, all the prisoners in the prison were still locked up, and no one was not released.

This was a good thing for the criminals who were on duty, but it was a bolt from the blue for the prisoners who were on holiday.

After all, there was never much time for indulgence in prison, and they had to wait in line for a few hours.

At first, only a few criminals who did not get a holiday were knocking on the door to protest.

But soon, this restless mood spread. Many good-hearted prisoners took this opportunity to make a big fuss and joined the protest.

When the prison guards arrived late, the prison detention area was filled with the sound of knocking on the door in protest.

"What are you doing, are you trying to rebel?"

When the prison guards saw this situation, they instantly determined that they could not be appeased, took out the batons hanging on their waists and walked towards the cell with the most trouble.

They didn't say much, just swung them and smashed them.

The prisoner reacted too slowly, and the fingers holding the prison door fence were broken on the spot by the batons, turning into a bloody mess.

The owner of the finger couldn't bear such pain, and fell to the ground on the spot, holding the injured hand and finishing a big shrimp.

Because the pain was too great, they even forgot to shout at the first time. Although they opened their mouths wide, they only exhaled, not inhaled, and their heads were swollen and red.

After they made a sound, their faces, which were as red as red apples, slowly returned to normal.

The prison guards' violent means were indeed very effective.

The batons were swung out, and the surrounding cells instantly became quiet. No one shouted, and they stood there honestly to accept discipline.

"Fuck, a bunch of scum, they are not honest after entering the prison. You want to die, right? Cancel the vacation, all stay in the prison."

Several team leaders couldn't find anyone higher up, so they habitually used the means of going over to deal with these restless criminals.

"Go back!"

"Be honest!"

The prison guards swung their batons vigorously, hitting the prison gate fence without even looking. If they didn't hit anyone, it would be fine, but if they did, it would be the criminals' fault.

Prisons are places where violence outweighs reason.

Moreover, the functions of European and American prisons do not include educating criminals, so the prison guards are even more unscrupulous when they start to fight.

However, under the batons, ordinary criminals quickly became obedient and dared not to have any objections.

After all, they are just mortals. If they are hit by a baton, they will not be able to walk for several days, not to mention fractures.

As for the super criminals sent to Iron Mountain Prison by the Flash, they are held in separate cells.

Except for those who deliver three meals a day, there are very few police officers in the prison who can directly contact these criminals.

This prison does not have a cell that can directly hold superhumans. It can only modify the ordinary cells in a targeted manner after the Flash catches the superhuman criminals.

The reliability of these modifications is quite touching, so the prison dare not release these prisoners at all, for fear that these superhumans will go crazy.

So even if there are signs of riots in the prison, these prison guards do not want to get close to the place where superhumans are held.

But things obviously developed as these prison guards expected.

The prison officials who were reluctant to show up, and the prisoners who were inexplicably making trouble. The slightly experienced police officers realized that something was wrong. They didn't even want to deal with the riots, and quickly left the area where the prisoners were held and prepared to leave the prison.

But the police reacted too slowly. When they realized that something was wrong, the entire prison had become a huge cage, covering everyone.

The first to discover this was the prison guard who wanted to leave the prison.

When they tried to leave through the gate, they found that all the exits to the outside world in the entire prison were blocked.

The intelligent systems bounded by the walls were all destroyed, so they did not play a warning role, and several iron doors became a whole piece of iron.

A few clever young prison guards stood behind the crowd and saw that the prison gate was closed. They immediately went to make a phone call, but found that all signals were blocked. No matter what communication method they used, they only got a piercing signal sound.

"Damn it, we were sold out by the top."

The prison guards squeezed at the door had a livid face, although they didn't know what was going on.

But the accident was so obvious that I knew that the people in the upper echelons of the prison were involved.

"Get out of the way!"

These prison guards have been managing those criminals for years, so their tempers are more irritable than normal police officers.

Faced with this unknown situation, they immediately took action, pulled out all the weapons from the prison's gun library, and fired at the closed door.

But the guns in their hands only caused some damage to the wall, and they couldn't even dig a hole for a small person to crawl out to report the news.

There was no way to go in front, and the back was crowded with people. These policemen couldn't fly, and there was no way to go for a while.

Although there was no big movement in the prison, the most valuable and the least valuable things in a prison were the prisoners.

Ordinary prisoners were worthless and could be counted, but superhuman criminals could be counted.

If someone tampered with the prison, it must be for these superhuman criminals.

These prison guards didn't think that once the imprisoned superhumans were sent out, they would have any mercy on them.

Thinking of those terrible superpowers, the prison guards panicked instantly.

Seeing this, several older prison guards gritted their teeth and shouted:

"Don't panic! Although we are locked up here, it is difficult for ordinary people to find clues. We still have Flash, and Flash will definitely come to save us."

The Flash not only has a good relationship with criminals, but also has a good relationship with the police. In this regard, he is obviously different from Batman.

Even these prison guards with a relatively fixed range of activities calmed down when they heard the name of Flash.

"I really don't know what a little boy in a red leather jacket can trust?"

Just as the prison guards calmed down, they heard a mocking voice from outside the prison gate.

Then, the iron door several inches thick was torn in the middle without any external force.

The blacksmith in black leather came in with her people. She raised her right hand, and pieces of special metal flew with her thoughts, surrounding her right hand and forming a glove similar to the claws of a beast.

Obviously, it was this blacksmith who could control special metals that sealed the entire prison.

"Fire!"

The prison guards didn't know the woman in front of them, nor did they use their eyes to judge the other party's superpowers.

More than half of them wanted to surrender. It was not a wise choice to hold on for the prison.

Especially since the people in the upper levels of the prison had sold it out, there was no need for them to resist at this time.

No mistakes, one sentence, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

But these prison guards who have been at the bottom for many years may know nothing about superpowers, but they know how to read people's expressions.

From the disdainful attitude of the woman in front of them, they judged that the other party did not intend to let them go.

If the other party was just trying to save people, then they could just rush into the prison and release the superhuman. Then walk in from the main gate and specifically mock these little policemen who only have a monthly salary of two or three thousand. Isn't it a waste of effort?

Under all kinds of thoughts, the prison guards heard someone shouting to fire, and those policemen who had not yet made a decision pulled the trigger subconsciously.

After the first bullet was fired, all problems were no longer problems.

Because they couldn't take back the bullets, they told the female superhuman in front of them that they had accidentally fired.

This reason couldn't even convince themselves, let alone an unknown person who was coming with great momentum.

Fortunately, they had not forgotten what they learned in police training, and tried their best to execute tactical actions. Everyone dispersed to expand the range of firepower coverage.

"Boring ordinary people, bullets are of no use to me."

The reason why the blacksmith walked in from the main gate was purely to vent, to vent the pressure brought to her by the Reverse Flash.

The blacksmith was originally a boss in the smuggling network between Central City and Real City, and she was also a female boss.

For this reason, she could not tolerate others' contempt and disrespect for her more than those male bosses.

But the blacksmith, who was crushed by the Reverse Flash in all aspects, had to suppress her dissatisfaction with the female boss with a strong self-esteem and act according to the Reverse Flash.

The stronger the oppression, the stronger the blacksmith's self-esteem, and the more dissatisfaction she had with the Reverse Flash.

Thinking of the cold attitude of Reverse Flash when he gave him orders, it was as if he was not a person, but a pet, and the cold robot must unconditionally execute the other party's orders.

The blacksmith clenched his fists directly, and the iron door beside him was torn by an invisible force, and instantly turned into a large number of fragments in different fan-shaped shapes and shot out towards the area where he was alive.

The prison guards saw this scene and cursed secretly. The experienced ones directly jumped on the things around them that could serve as cover.

The inexperienced ones were still pulling the trigger stupidly, trying to kill the blacksmith.

The next moment, the broken iron pieces shot past, and those prison guards who did not dodge were directly beaten into sieves. Their bodies, which were almost crushed by the iron pieces, fell limply on the ground like discarded plastic bags.

"Fuck, damn, fuck!"

The police hiding behind the bunker looked at their colleagues who died tragically, blurted out a series of swear words, using this method to suppress the fear in their hearts.

Although people on the Internet jokingly say that there are shootings every day in North America, there are not many cases where shooting is actually necessary during the execution of a mission. Moreover, most problems can be solved with batons in places like prisons.

Therefore, most police officers have never killed anyone. Even if they do, they will not use excessive force.

Emptying the bullets sounds very violent, but it is actually just an action to make up for the accuracy.

After all, a pistol is a thing. If the bullet flies 50 meters, it will float without a boundary. What's more, people can move, which greatly increases the difficulty of shooting.

Therefore, the deceased in general cases is not shot into honeycomb coal. Most of the bullets fired by the police with pistols are off target.

The prison guards hiding behind the bunkers watched their companions die without a complete corpse, and their spirits were greatly stimulated.

If it weren't for the ultimate fear of death that suppressed their actions, half of them would jump up and shoot crazily the moment the corpse lay down.

Of course, they hid, but only delayed the pace of death.

Facing a superhuman who can control metal, the guns lost their function, and the prison guards became lambs to be slaughtered.

The blacksmith was not in a hurry. She got pleasure from the death of these weak people and subconsciously raised her head.

It's good to make these happy husbands, isn't it? She even slowed down her pace, and her leather boots made a clattering sound on the ground.

"Damn it, let's fight this superhuman woman!"

The prison guards hiding behind the bunkers finally couldn't bear such pressure and didn't want to hide anymore.

They could go forward or backward, but the two paths were actually the same.

The prison guards who were inspired with courage didn't want to die among the criminals they had killed, so they yelled and fired at the blacksmith.

"Go to hell, bitch!"

Their fingers were tightly on the trigger, not relaxing for a moment.

Bullets flew out of the muzzle like raindrops, instantly covering the entire front yard of the prison, tearing all the bottles and jars in the yard into pieces.

But the blacksmith was unharmed.

She just waved her hand and blocked all the flying bullets.

She smiled and opened her arms, fully exerting her abilities.

Click!

The guns in the hands of the prison guards disintegrated directly and turned into pieces.

There was still gas from the burning of gunpowder in the gun barrel. After the gun disintegrated, the gas exploded directly, blasting the prison guards' palms into a bloody mess. They covered their faces and wailed in pain.

Even if these prison guards survived, they could only spend the rest of their lives as disabled people, but the blacksmith was still unwilling to let them go.

The woman clenched her right hand, and the special metal that made up the gloves opened like dragon scales. Then these scales began to vibrate. After accumulating power, they would fly out and turn all the living people in front of the blacksmith into honeycomb coal.

But her power accumulation will never be completed!

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