The Death Knell

Just as he was walking towards the stair door leading down, the door opened with a bang, and a very imposing figure walked up from the door.

Su Ming's first reaction was that the person originally invited by Deathstroke had arrived.

But a gust of wind blew away the dense rain, and the neon lights of Wayne Tower illuminated him and the visitors.

He realized something wasn't quite right.

The man opposite him wore the same armor and had exactly the same weapons and equipment, but was slightly shorter than him, about 1.7 meters tall.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Like a subconscious reaction, he relied on his body's memory to take off the stick behind his back. With just a twist and a press, the two ends of the shrinking short stick automatically popped out, holding it firmly in his hand and swinging it out. Developed a fighting stance.

This is Deathstroke's favorite weapon. The long stick is equipped with powerful electric shocks and tranquilizer bombs at both ends. Many times, employers like to let Deathstroke catch people alive and take them back for the employer to play with.

And the actions on the other side were exactly the same as his!

If he hadn't seen that person coming up from the door, Su Ming would have felt like he was looking in the mirror, so synchronized, no matter the speed of splicing the sticks together or the posture.

"Who are you?" X2

The two people asked at the same time, and their voices sounded like hoarse devil whispers under the influence of the masks.

"I am Deathstroke." X2

Once again, the two people said the same words. As a result, the atmosphere between the two people became even more tense. With weapons in hand, the two people circled around a hollow circle.

The rain poured down, and the two of them did not speak anymore. They just thought about each other, kept a distance and kept quiet, and carefully observed their opponents before fighting. This was the habit of a fighting master.

Although he didn't know what the other person was thinking, Su Ming was sure that he was thinking more.

"What's going on? Another me? Or is it that a lot of people have traveled through time and everyone has become a death knell? Or is this the real death knell and I am just a COSPLAY enthusiast? But now I His physical fitness and thinking speed are undoubtedly at a sub-human level..."

Of course, there are many people in the DC world who have such physical fitness and fighting skills, and there are also a few who can fight better than Deathstroke at close quarters, but they all have their own names, and there is no need to wear yellow and black armor and pretend to be Deathstroke.

Thanks to the legendary thinking speed of nine times that of ordinary people, in just a few tenths of a second, Su Ming came up with all kinds of possibilities and then eliminated them.

Now the situation is at a stalemate. If you want to retreat, your steps will be unstable and you will easily be hit by the opponent's attack. Turning around and leaving is even more impossible. Exposing your back will have no other consequences in Gotham.

"Is it just a fight? You can leave after knocking the opponent down!"

Needless to say, this idea came to both of them at the same time and was quickly adopted, causing them to take the same action at the same time.

"boom!"

The metal sticks collided in the air, and the two of them had similar strength. They each took a step back, water splashed under their feet, and they moved quickly, with the front end of the stick pointed at each other to guard against pursuit.

"Huh..." Su Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he also inherited Deathstroke's fighting experience. It was like an instinctive command, and he could fully exert his body's fighting power. With these Techniques and tricks, at least his life is guaranteed.

The opponent didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't pursue him. He seemed to be thinking about tactics just like him.

"If the opponent is an able-bodied person who just wears a death knell-style helmet, it will be very difficult to adapt to the lack of vision on the right side. My offense should focus on the right side of his body and attack from the blind corner of the vision, because the nose is blocking , the right foot is the best choice!”

Su Ming immediately formulated a tactic in his mind, immediately turned the stick in his hand, made a stick trick, and hit the opponent's right foot.

"call!"

"call!"

The stick stirred up the sound of wind, and the cold metal cut through the rain curtain, breaking every drop of rain into pieces in mid-air. Two black shadows wrapped in neon colors created two empty planes and hit each other.

"Snapped!"

The sticks of the two collided in the air again. Obviously, both of them chose to attack the other's right foot and guard against their own, so this time the collision was a draw.

Because the two of them exerted a lot of force, they both turned around in the opposite direction to relieve their strength, and then crouched on the ground, with one hand on the ground and the other holding a stick behind their backs, like a scorpion's tail lifted up, making it easier to use the anesthesia in the long stick. gun.

But when both of them splashed with turbid water and saw each other assuming the same posture, they knew that the plan to use anesthesia to plot was in vain.

"Oh no, I just came to the DC world and encountered such a messy thing. It's obvious that we are both Deathstroke. Even the memories and habits are the same. Maybe we can talk about it? Both of them are reformers and fighting masters. If a fight breaks out, it may take three days and three nights to decide the winner, and there will be a lot of commotion..." Su Ming thought in his mind, so he decided to put aside the dispute and wanted to knock down the opponent and win. The plan of escaping was no longer feasible.

"Wait!" X2.

The two of them spoke at the same time again, and Su Ming rolled his eyes secretly. It seemed that the other party also had some concerns and did not want to get entangled. And the key point was that no one paid a commission to deal with such a powerful enemy. Mercenaries couldn't do this. Loss-making business, resentments and emotions are not as real as green dollars.

"Put down your weapons and let's talk!" X2

"Put it down first!" X2

"Put it together!" X2

...

Su Ming was helpless. Everything the two of them did was synchronized, which was extremely weird.

He is obviously an ordinary person from another world, not the real Deathstroke. What is this mysterious understanding? To what extent have you been affected by Deathstroke's true form? Has your way of thinking changed?

"No, it's because I have never had the experience of competing with others in life and death. In the past, being a young and Dangerous boy was more like being confused and joining in the fun of life. I have never dealt with these truly dark things, so I relied on the death knell. Through experience and adopting his way of thinking and methods, I am still myself, at least now I have a clear and objective understanding of myself.”

While Su Ming was thinking about things in his mind, he and the other party dropped their weapons at the same time.

"Kang Dang Dang..."

The two long sticks were simply thrown into the rain, stained with the sewage on the rooftop. The two stood opposite each other, and the heavy rain flowed down the mask like a small waterfall.

"Say it!" X2

Seeing the two people saying the same words at the same time, Su Ming immediately tried to get rid of the influence of the death knell mindset, raised his palm, and put the other hand on the palm of his hand.

"Stop, stop, let's stop playing telepathic. This is the creepiest thing I've ever experienced. Let me talk first, okay?"

"It couldn't be better." The person on the other side was obviously relieved, at least they could finally communicate.

"I am a mercenary, codenamed Deathstroke, and my real name is Slade, but you can also call me Su." Su Ming briefly explained his background. Because he couldn't figure out which parallel world it was, he set other settings. It is also impossible to understand.

"Interesting, I am also a mercenary, my codename is Deathstroke, and my real name is Cindy." The other person touched his helmet as if he was very uncomfortable.

Deathstroke is different from other masked men. His black and yellow equipment means more of a warning color like a bee. He does not keep his identity secret at all. Everyone knows that Slade is Deathstroke and a hired employee. The myth of the military world.

Think about it, if you do it mysteriously, how can you have business? At least he needs to be able to be found by future customers with financial resources.

"What's going on? Did the military use my blood to make clones again?"

Su Ming knew that Deathstroke had a past in the military, and genetic modification also came from the military. Not to mention that there were so many clones in the DC world, and forces with cloning technology abounded.

"No, I think you and I are not in a clone relationship. The person who biochemically modified me has long since died, and there is only one strengthening potion."

Deathstroke, who said his name was Cindy, fumbled with the lower right edge of his mask, lifted it back, and took off his mask.

Su Ming felt dizzy because the death knell named Cindy was actually a woman.

She has short blond hair, a cold and beautiful face, and is a standard American beauty. The only pity is that her right eye also has a black eyepatch, which makes her blind.

What Su Ming couldn't understand was that she was only in her twenties and not an old lady.

If it were the female version of myself, she would be in her fifties...

With this thought in mind, he also fumbled under the mask. Sure enough, there was a very inconspicuous slide buckle. He pressed and pushed it aside, and the helmet came off.

Cindy on the opposite side was also surprised. It was obvious that there was something she couldn't understand.

Su Ming looked down. Although he couldn't see the details clearly in the puddle due to the interference of the rain, he could still see that he was very young, with short blond flat hair, a handsome and unruly face, and a light stubble. , a black leather eyepatch covered his right eye. He touched it and could feel that there was no eyeball under the eyepatch. There was no doubt that he had inherited the body of Deathstroke when he was young.

Here’s the problem. In the old story, Deathstroke’s right eye was blinded by his wife with a gun. In the New 52 world, he was blinded by Batman's son Damian. But no matter what, Deathstroke, who is in his twenties, should still be a bachelor in the army.

What's going on in this world line? How did you become blind?

"Male? Are you a man?" Cindy's expression was cold, but her tone revealed disbelief.

Su Mingcai was depressed. It was wrong for Deathstroke to become a woman, right?

"Are men weird?"

"Men as strong as you are very rare. Among superpowers, I only know 'Qi Xia'."

Cindy walked under the huge 'W' of the Wayne Group logo, took out a cigar, put it in her mouth, lit it, and started smoking. She felt that she needed to take some nicotine to think about what was going on.

Su Ming walked over. There was no fighting between the two of them. What had been their own questions now turned into a common confusion. Where Cindy took out a cigar from his pocket, Su Ming also had a small cigar box on his body. He also took out a cigar. The two stood together, puffing away in silence.

When he heard Cindy mention Qixia, he basically knew which world this was.

One of the many parallel worlds in the DC universe, Earth 11, is a world ruled by the Amazons. Here, both super villains and superheroes are female versions.

Batman became Batwoman, Superman became Supergirl, Aquaman became Aquaman, The Flash became Flash Woman, Cyborg became the Girl of Steel... The Joker became Joker. My dear, Penguin has become Penguin Girl, Two-Face has become Two-Face Girl, and the Shadow Warrior Alliance has become the Shadow Dancer Alliance.

The key is that celebrities who were originally female are still women, Harley Quinn is still Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy is still Poison Ivy, Black Canary is still Black Canary, but they are different from the original superheroes or supervillains. Couples or partners become best friends...

I don’t know how this weird world was created. The DC editorial department is really creative.

In short, men have always had a lower status in this world, and it was not until modern times that there was talk of gender equality. However, women generally worked outside the home and men took care of the housework at home. There is no way, the world's top leaders are Amazons, they are all women, so government officials are also women, they have stronger power and rights, far better than men.

The only weird thing is that the original Wonder Woman became a man in this world, called Wonder Woman, and is the only known male superhero.

It's a pity that he was raised by an Amazon since he was a child, which seems very weird to Su Ming. Can you imagine what it would be like to have Wonder Woman's equipment worn by a muscular man...?

In Su Ming's opinion, he couldn't even talk to a man dressed like that.

"The Cindy next to me seems to be the real death knell of this world. I should have brought the death knell's body from another parallel universe, and because of the relationship between traveling through the wall of the world, I have been affected by the fluctuations of time. Becoming younger."

He immediately made an assumption in his mind. At present, the possibility of this assumption is very high.