The Death Knell

The three of them were sitting on the bench. The night wind was not noisy. Instead, it gave people a calm and warm feeling, as if they were back at home.

Many passers-by saw Barry and Deathstroke, but they just smiled politely and did not act star-chasing. Therefore, in Cyborg's heart, he should think that everyone is ordinary people and there is no need to fanatically pursue them.

"Well, did I really become a good person in Cyborg's heart?" Su Ming found it a bit funny. Without him, the image of Deathstroke would have appeared as a nightmare or the ultimate villain in Cyborg's heart, right? Passers-by should run away when they see it.

"Slade, you are a good person." Xiao Flash patted Su Mingde on the shoulder with a serious expression: "Although you like to kill people, you also like to plot against others, you deliberately take advantage of Batman for fun, and you also go against Superman. But you are a good person."

This statement made Barry himself laugh, because it sounded a little bit wrong.

"I'm neither a superhero nor a super villain, I'm just an ordinary person." Su Ming hooked Little Flash's neck and toasted with him over soda: "Everyone in the Justice League will be willing to sacrifice themselves for others when necessary. But I can’t do it, there’s no way I would trade my life for the survival of a stranger, let alone help a child climb a tree to save a cat on the way to vacation.”

"Well, it may be difficult to sacrifice for others, but climbing a tree to save a cat should be considered easy, right?" Barry scratched his head, looking a little confused: "When I was patrolling in Midtown, I often helped people save cats, so as not to send out the fire brigade. ”

There was a pure smile on Xiaofang's face when he said this. He never thought about another negative example, that is, because of the existence of Superman, almost all the members of the Metropolitan Fire Brigade were laid off.

Every time when rescue and disaster relief is needed, while the members of the fire station are still putting on their equipment, another call comes telling them that they don’t need to go, Superman has taken care of everything.

It happened not once or twice, but every time. The firefighters were so discouraged that they had nothing to do except drinking and playing cards in the station every day. Some even suffered from depression because they lost their lives. The value of existence.

Superman is not wrong, and rescuing people from disasters is never wrong, but this is also the reason why Batman used to think that Superman is not a human being. Superman does not understand human hearts, and giving help to humans is more like a god acting recklessly.

Today he is happy, so he helps people in the city, but what about tomorrow? Who can guarantee that Superman will be happy every day? There will never be a day when we lose control?

Batman didn't dare gamble, so he saw Superman as a threat, and he still does so to this day.

However, The Flash does a better job in this regard. If there is a fire somewhere in Midtown, he will run to rescue the trapped people, and then leave the burning building for the fire brigade to put out the fire. This achieves perfect cooperation and firefighting. The team even gave him a medal.

"Take rescuing a cat as an example. If I save it, I will feel responsible for it. But once I think about it, why does the cat avoid the child and run to the tree? What is it running from? If I I take it down from the tree and give it to a child, but then the child turns around and tortures it to death somewhere where I can’t see it?”

Deathstroke talked about dark topics, and the voice penetrated into Xiao Shen's ears like brainwashing, constructing scenes of dark imaginary scenes:

"We all know that sometimes children can be very cruel. They will tear off the wings of butterflies, stick sticks in the anus of stray dogs, and hit swimming fish with stones. Now you still feel that you don't know the specific situation. At that time, did you save the cat or harm it?"

"Uh, I don't know. What you said is too scary." Xiao Shen's expression looked like he had seen a ghost. Do you have to consider so many things even if you save a cat?

"To be honest, I don't know. It's because people's hearts are the most unpredictable." Deathstroke patted the Flash's thigh and squeezed it a few times to relieve muscle tension: "So I choose to let these things have nothing to do with me, because of my ability. The bigger it is, the more options there are.”

"Okay, but I still insist on my own approach. At worst, I will follow up and investigate for a while after rescuing the cat." Xiao Shen still insisted on his kind nature. Even after listening to the dark whisper of the death knell, he just tried to find a way Improve what you do instead of giving up.

This is why Su Ming likes Flash. He is the real conscience of the Justice League, a good person who conforms to ordinary human values, not a good god or a good monster.

"Let's not talk about that. We all have different ways of doing things. What about you, Jane, you keep looking at us, what do you want to say?"

While Deathstroke was talking to The Flash, Crazy Jane sat aside and squirmed around, trying to interrupt several times, but Barry spoke too fast, and she had no chance to join the conversation.

Su Ming discovered this, so she kindly asked her to express her opinion.

The girl sighed, stretched out her finger and pointed at the night sky above her head: "Well, what I want to say is that while you were chatting and drinking soda, Hawkwoman had already flown out of sight. Doesn't it matter?"

Barry was startled and looked up into the sky. Sure enough, there was no more flying bird under the dark night, and the Eagle Girl disappeared without a sound.

"That's bad, Slade, we lost Kendra again!"

But Deathstroke was very calm. He calmly took out the Night Sword and placed it across his legs like a guzheng: "Hawk Girl is the one who doesn't have to worry about getting lost. Her whole body is covered with N metal, even her blood. It’s all there, and the resonance of the same metal allows me to communicate with her.”

As he said, Hawkgirl's wings are made of N metal, her weapons are made of N metal, and her uniform is made of N metal. Once she is injured while wearing these equipment, the molecules of N metal will enter her body along the bloodstream.

Promethium metal is inert, while N metal becomes very active after vibration or energy injection.

So Su Ming flicked the sword with his finger, and a clear sound spread, like ringing a small bell.

Immediately afterwards, Hawkgirl popped up from under the sewer manhole cover not far away. She looked at Deathstroke and others with curiosity, as if asking her what they wanted.

"Did you find the chief?"

The death knell who asked the question stood up with a little regret, put away the weapon, and walked toward the well entrance with a soda bottle.

She came out too quickly. Deathstroke originally planned to use the N-metal weapon to play a song called "General's Order".

Kendra, who was holding the manhole cover with both hands, shook her head, and you could feel her eyebrows tangled together through the mask:

"No, I found the wheelchair, right under our feet in the sewer, but there was no one there, because the dirty water was flowing underneath. I couldn't see if there were any traces of others coming there. I just saw mud and grease."