Martin Variety in American Comics

When Martin asked General Sam to make a promise, General Sam knew that today's meeting would not produce any results.

Maybe Martin could represent the Justice League, but General Sam could not make any specific promises on behalf of the government or the military.

Even today's meeting was just his personal action, and no one else was notified.

At this moment, General Sam missed Superman. At least that big fool really believed that personal feelings could decide these serious things.

If it weren't for the natural constitution of Kryptonians, he would never agree to his daughter's relationship with Superman.

With the other party's extremely naive attitude in politics, if it weren't for Superman's power, the result would definitely be death without a burial place.

But this set of tricks couldn't fool the seemingly young man in front of him.

In an instant, General Sam lost interest in continuing the dialogue.

Martin had already expressed his willingness to cooperate with limited means on behalf of the Justice League and asked the other party to negotiate.

This was already a showdown in a sense.

But General Sam couldn't accept it because he was not the leader of a faction and had no power to make any promises.

"It's nice to talk to you today, General. Although we didn't say anything valuable, at least we have determined each other's positions."

Martin was more anxious than General Sam, so he took the initiative to end the conversation when he was sure that the other party could not continue the conversation.

"I will reflect your attitude to the people above, and hope to have a perfect cooperation in the future."

General Sam extended his hand to Martin, and Martin shook hands with him, but did not answer anything.

General Sam was very cold, and his body, which was no worse than that of a college student, began to shiver.

He nodded to his daughter, then quickly left the rooftop. The adjutant, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately put a set of warm equipment on him and quickly left the building.

"This conversation is a bit anticlimactic, don't you think?"

Louise was also shivering in the cold wind. She walked to Martin and was puzzled by the result.

"The problem is not me, but your father."

Martin did not think it was a failure. Negotiation is similar to bargaining. Unless one party is strong enough to crush the other party, it will always be a few rounds.

Besides, the Justice League and the United States have their own strengths and weaknesses, and it is hard to say who is stronger or weaker.

"I thought that the emergence of a large number of superhumans would increase his power, but now it seems that his situation is worse than we expected, and he can't even express his personal opinions."

Louise certainly understands her father's character. He is actually more suitable to be a battlefield commander than a general.

Although the government has repeatedly emphasized that the army should not be involved in politics.

But as the most important component of a country, the army can never stay out of it.

If it was just an honorary general, General Sam could still stay out of it, but now he has to participate in the complex vortex as a representative of the army.

He doesn't even have the opportunity to withdraw, but because others will not believe that General Sam is willing to give up the power he has obtained unless he dies or completely ruins his reputation.

Martin doesn't know what choice the general will make, but during the brief exchange between the two.

He is sure that the latter choice of killing General Sam will make the general even more uncomfortable.

"What do you want me to do?"

Louise is now caught between the two.

"Don't do anything. This has nothing to do with you. I don't want your father to think that I am using his daughter."

Martin believes in Louise's ability, but he doesn't have the perverted habit of seeing the father and daughter turn against each other.

"We will send someone else to contact your father. As long as he wants to do something, he will always meet with us."

"If that's the case, then you'd better find someone to teach Superman. I don't want to see him framed and involved in the political whirlpool one day."

This is the last sentence Louise wanted to say.

After saying that, she wanted to leave the rooftop quickly. The wind here was too cold.

However, when she saw Martin pointing his finger at her, she quickly refused: "Don't count on me. I don't want my home to be filled with work. I should know that this kind of thing is very emotionally exhausting."

"Okay, I will discuss this matter with Batman. But you should also remind him more often not to express his opinions casually in public."

Martin was also very troubled by this. This kind of position can't be explained clearly with words.

Louise made an OK gesture and quickly left the rooftop.

Although she was also curious about what Martin would do next.

But there were General Sam's spies all around, so it was better not to say some things.

Martin didn't want to expose his actions, so he took out the sandbag given by Morpheus yesterday and blew out a gust of dream sand, covering the entire rooftop.

The people in charge of monitoring instantly became flustered.

"Where did this sand come from?"

"All our instruments are out of order, and we can't see anything."

"The target has disappeared, re-lock it immediately."

The surveillance personnel arranged by General Sam around the Planet Daily Building hurriedly debugged the machines, but when the sandstorm dissipated, those expensive machines returned to normal, and Martin had disappeared without a trace.

"I hate these superhumans!"

All the monitoring people have a sense of frustration in their hearts. They have worked hard for decades to train such professional skills. As a result, it is not as good as others.

What value does they have in the future?

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Regardless of how frustrated General Sam was, Martin returned to the invisible aircraft and was ridiculed by Diana and Arthur.

"Suddenly I feel that your real strength seems to be suppressed by the identity of daily changes?"

"Actually, I never think about these things. If I really want to fight, everything is the same, there is no difference."

There are too many knowledge in Martin's brain, so he is too lazy to remember.

So the identity change every day is also a good thing. At least he doesn't have to worry about what power to use today.

Occasionally, when there is an ordinary identity in the change, he is too lazy to think about the power, and often thinks about what he wants.

For example, Murphus gave Martin a bag of dream sand yesterday, and he used it.

Without this, he may use spells to stealth or use something.

"Although I know you are telling the truth, but your distressing look makes me really want to come up with your face."

Arthur hates itching, and now he is headache for how to control his life.

Diana, who was flying to the Atlantic Ocean, raised his hand and said, "Give him a punch for me!"

Bang!

Arthur was very sincere, and he really smashed two punch at Martin's arms.

"Brother, you really fight!"

Martin grabbed Arthur's wrist, pushed him away, rubbed the place of being smashed, and said, "My body is still an ordinary person. If you use some force, my bones will be broken."

"It's what you said, today's identity is not so restricted."

Arthur retracted his fist, but it was impossible to admit it on his mouth.

Martin rolled a white eye, voicing: "Do you have the only direction of your body strength? No wonder until now, I don't know how to control the power of life."

"Hey, personal attack is not desirable!"

Arthur protested loudly: "Besides, this is related to you. You can't take the time to write down the understanding of life and let me learn better?"

Martin's white eyes have flipped out of the sky, and the pupils have disappeared. Only the eyes are left: "I am your friend, but not your nanny. Do you want me to manage this kind of thing? And my understanding of life's power Knowing such a thing, I don’t accept me! "

Things like God's speed, the power of life, or emotional spectrum have a standard for users' choices.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Martin can make the plane meet this standard, but he doesn't want to do so now.

"But you must have come into contact with similar power?"

Arthur's power of life is not even half -knowledge, and he can only listen to Martin's description.

"well!"

Martin sighed and said, "Now I want to say something that makes you two unhappy. Usually, these forces are actively attached to me. Only when I am interested in a certain force, I will spend Time to study.

After listening to this, Arthur was laughed at anger.

He clenched his fist and wanted to give Martin a two punch.

"Don't make trouble, do you want to make this plane, do you want us to go to Paradise Island with you?"

Martin reached out and let Arthur close his mouth.

Although he has never been in contact with the power of life at all, he still has some experience to tell Arthur some experience, hoping that he can realize more.

However, he can only talk about some abstract experience. Even if Arthur was very smart, he was dizzy and dizzy, as if listening to Tianshu.

"Okay, boys, we will enter the scope of Paradise Island. Your teaching can end."

Diana kindly reminded them that although Martin did not tell her these theories, she also heard it.

Arthur shook his head, and the fluffy hair was like the lion's mane, but it did not make him feel relaxed, but was even more confused.

"Well, this time I have a long memory. Next time, I have specific questions and come to you to help."

"Forget it, who calls me!"

Arthur is purely a rogue, but Martin is helpless, and no one can rely on this kind of problem.

As for Atlantis's ancestors, if they knew that there was such a thing of life, they would not be pushed into the bottom of the sea by Poseidon.

"Sitting steadily, entering the sub -space where heaven is located, you need to pass a transition area, which is covered with a variety of magic and some Warcraft. Although these things will not hurt me, in case the accident occurs, in case the accident occurs. "" "

Although Diana did not say clearly, Martin and Arthur knew that what she said was the two of them.

Arthur knew the contradiction between the Amazon and the Atlantis, and honestly obeyed Diana's reminder, sitting on the side no more action.

The same is true of Martin, and there are gray fogs that suddenly appear around the invisible aircraft. He asked Diana, "Do you notify your mother, will we come to Paradise Island?"

"There are no telephone lines or internet connections between the United States and Paradise Island. If I notify them, I must fire a rocket to ignite the temple at the ruins of the Greek city-state. Are you sure you want me to make such a big noise?"

Diana's expression was very serious, and she was always observing the situation in the fog. The protection of Paradise Island was no joke.

Martin didn't need any help. Looking around, he could see huge shadows shuttling through the fog, and there were also giant beasts in the sea that couldn't be seen clearly, causing huge waves.

Under the cover of the fog, these monsters did not attack the aircraft.

But Martin believed that even if a whole fleet of aircraft carriers entered this sea area, it would not be possible to achieve any results.

These magical beasts preserved from ancient times all carry magic, and the attacks hidden in the fog are even more hidden.

At this moment, although those magics have not been triggered, as long as they are activated, they are enough to stop any modern army.

And this is just the power at sea. As a land tribe, the Amazons will only be more powerful on the road.

"We should have informed your mother in advance so that we could discuss it in advance."

Martin found that he had underestimated Paradise Island, and therefore worried that Diana's return would trigger an uncontrollable storm.

"I know what you are worried about, but please keep your heart in your stomach. According to convention, Paradise Island will hold a grand banquet to welcome me back on the first day of my return. As long as we don't take the initiative to mention it, nothing will happen."

Martin didn't say anything else, although he doubted that the gods on Mount Olympus were willing to let Paradise Island go.

But before there was any sign, Martin didn't want to say anything more.

The Olympian gods are still an important pillar of the Amazon people's spiritual world.

Martin can casually comment on the Olympian gods with Diana in private, but in public, he still maintains a certain etiquette for these statues.

"We're here."

Diana accelerated suddenly, and the invisible plane passed through the foggy area. The golden sunlight shone on everyone's face, and the blue sky was spotless.

The area of ​​Paradise Island is surprisingly large. Even if you fly high in the sky, you can't see the end of this land.

"Isn't this area too exaggerated?"

Arthur looked at the land and finally understood why the Amazons and Atlanteans could fight back and forth.

"Zeus wants to make the Amazons his sharpest weapon in the world, so he has to give them some benefits."

Martin was not sure about the overall attitude of the Olympian gods towards Paradise Island.

Zeus's idea is not to be mentioned for the time being, but goddesses such as Athena are very caring towards the Amazons.

Even Hera, the queen of heaven who is famous for her jealousy, is only dissatisfied with Hippolyta, and is also very caring for ordinary Amazons.

Otherwise, Diana would not say "Hera is above" all day long.

Finally returning to her hometown after a long absence, Diana was very excited. She just wanted to see her mother and sisters as soon as possible.

But as the invisible plane landed, she saw that the fortress responsible for the outermost ring defense was hung with colorful gauze, as if celebrating something.

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