The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

"Damn it! That feeling again!" Barry cursed inwardly, just as that feeling of being chased appeared once more during the battle with the enemy.

The experiences of the past few months had allowed Barry to discover a pattern: that feeling of being chased only appeared when he accelerated to a certain degree. In other words, the more he used the Speed Force, the more obvious the feeling of being chased became.

For example, right now, facing an enemy who was also a speedster, Barry had to increase his speed. However, Barry didn't dare to use his full strength, as he didn't know what it would summon if his speed was too high.

However, Barry's deliberate 'holding back' made his opponent complacent.

"What's wrong, Flash?" The speedster stopped after creating some distance. "Am I just in too good of a condition today? Why are you just eating my dust?"

The Flash stopped and replied helplessly, "Is there a possibility that it's not that you're in good condition, but that I'm in too bad of a condition?"

"Is that so?" The speedster lowered his stance slightly. "Then let's see who's faster. To settle things with you, I even hired someone to hold up that kid. Let's do a few laps around Central City first, woo-hoo!"

As soon as the speedster finished speaking, he disappeared. Barry sighed and glanced at the Flash Kid who was being held up. After confirming that he was okay, he strode forward and chased after him.

"Oh, come on!" Wally ran around in circles, because he couldn't get close to the enemy in the center.

"Compared to the Flash, you're still too slow, kid." Captain Cold held a cold gun in each hand, one aimed horizontally at Wally's position, and the other raised to chest height, guarding against any unexpected situations.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and Captain Cold seized the opportunity when Wally slowed down to attack. With the sound of air freezing, an ice bullet grazed Wally.

'Huff!' Wally suppressed the panic in his heart and tried to increase his speed again, but felt a burning sensation in his right arm. Without looking, Wally knew that the ice bullet hadn't actually hit him, but it had grazed his shoulder, causing frostbite.

If he had been hit directly, Wally didn't dare to imagine the consequences; he might even die.

"So, you're still too green!" Captain Cold saw more and more afterimages surrounding him, and knew that Wally must have been hit by his attack, otherwise he wouldn't have suddenly sped up.

"If it were the Flash, he definitely wouldn't have been hit by me."

Captain Cold shouted loudly, continuing to mess with Wally's mentality. The mentality of these young teenagers was their greatest weakness. He heard from the villains in Gotham that even Batman talked a lot when he first debuted.

A skyscraper isn't built in a day, and a strong mentality isn't accumulated in a day. Impulsive and error-prone teenagers are simply the easiest to guess.

As Captain Cold expected, Wally was about to explode with anger. His mind was filled with how to deal with the loudmouth in front of him, but his actions gradually became passive, and he was hesitant to attack, his stamina slowly draining.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

Thanks to Yang Le's efforts, he finally arrived at the scene within ten minutes. Unfortunately, the scene had already been cordoned off by the police with caution tape. Because the cordoned-off area was relatively large, there were two police officers responsible for guarding each section.

Although the stated reason was to prevent the super villains inside from escaping, everyone knew that the police's main job was to prevent ordinary people from chasing stars and risking their lives, recklessly running in to their deaths.

Although the villain causing trouble inside was Captain Cold, the police had a mixture of dislike and fondness for this great villain who personally founded the Rogues.

The reason for their dislike was, of course, because Captain Cold was a super criminal who disrupted order and broke out of prison every now and then. The reason for their fondness was because of the Rogues' iron rules that he personally established.

No killing unless necessary. This single rule alone made the police in Central City the envy of the police in other cities, especially the police in Gotham City, who could be said to be jealous.

Not to mention other rules such as no drug use, no harming women and children, no cruelty (specifically mentioning Gotham), no infighting (still specifically mentioning Gotham), and it was even said that they were not allowed to spit anywhere.

Even when a crisis threatened Central City, the Rogues would come out to help, of course for a fee. The Rogues were not vigilantes, and they didn't do free labor. Of course, even if you couldn't pay, the Rogues wouldn't really ignore you, but the people of Central City were more principled and would pay when they should.

Therefore, although Keystone City next door was rising rapidly, Central City still topped the list of the most livable cities year after year. By the way, Gotham was not included in this ranking, because the magazine that made the ranking was afraid that the Gotham lunatics would run over and kill them from afar.

They believed that the Gotham lunatics could definitely do it.

"Stop!" An officer saw Yang Le squeeze out of the crowd and gradually approach the caution tape, so he immediately stopped Yang Le. "The area ahead is dangerous. Civilians are prohibited from approaching!"

Yang Le had already anticipated this situation. He had thought of a countermeasure on the way while riding his bike, and was about to say his excuse.

"Officer, I..."

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"No matter what, it's not allowed!"

Unexpectedly, the officer's attitude was very firm and directly interrupted Yang Le's words.

"But my sister is still inside!" Yang Le pretended to be very anxious.

"That's impossible." The officer shook his head. "It's the Flash Museum inside. Because it's being upgraded and renovated, there are no employees or visitors inside, only the construction team. Don't tell me your sister is a burly construction worker."

Faced with the officer's question, Yang Le subconsciously said, "How dare you assume my sister's gender?"

The officer immediately showed a dumbfounded expression upon hearing this. Clearly, his patience was running out, but he still explained to Yang Le, "Moreover, even the construction team is no longer inside. Don't underestimate the Rogues' principles. They probably investigated the construction team's working hours and calculated their lunch time before carrying out this crime. Now, there's probably not a single ordinary person inside. The construction team hasn't reported any missing people to us either."

'Damn Rogues!' Yang Le cursed in his heart. 'Why are you so principled? Will someone pay you for it? Now I don't have any reason to go in.'

'Looks like I can only think of another way.'