The Death Knell

Seeing Barry's reaction, Su Ming knew it wasn't him, but he couldn't care about it yet. Under Barry's worried eyes, he put the small flashlight away again. The previous exchange between the two was not so much that Barry was deceived, but rather that Su Ming gave him an excuse and a step up.

Barry saw the steps and didn't dwell on them anymore. Anyway, he had gone down the steps in the past.

He knows that the world is facing a crisis now, and it is necessary to unite and fight like the Justice League. He originally joined the Justice League just to make friends.

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Su Ming decided to arrange the owls clearly. It might not be possible to completely eradicate them, but this time they would be injured, lurk underground, and become a groundhog court.

Not to mention other personnel, but all the "Eagle" priests must be eliminated. They are the communicators to contact Barbatos.

He already had a plan and knew where they were.

He and Barry didn't chat after that. After all, the business was almost finished, and the two people who knew the information actually had nothing to say. Cindy and Bliss kept talking, as if they were arguing about some meaningless topics.

For example, Cindy ridiculed Bliss for her failures in previous matches, but Bliss emphasized that it was actually a tie because Cindy was also injured. Then Cindy said that the mission was completed anyway, and Bliss failed if she didn't keep the assassination target.

After just listening to a few words, Su Ming knew that it was almost done.

"Hey, ladies, should we get down to business?"

"Hmph!" X2

Bliss and Cindy both stood up. They also knew that it was not the time to chat yet, but their positions were completely different.

"I know, if Falcone is given to me, I will send the father and daughter to prison." Batgirl pulled up her cloak and covered her face. Looking at the two unconscious people on the ground, she decided to send them directly to Black gate prison.

"Why don't you kill him? I can give you a discount." Cindy sneered and provoked. She hated the hypocritical look of Bats the most.

"We cannot determine the life or death of others." Bliss immediately warned sternly, and she tightened her grip on the bat glove.

Su Ming stepped in between the two of them, raised his hands and made a cross in front of his chest: "Stop, you all stop, the victims of this matter are actually Gordon and the police department. Gordon belongs to him, but he must pay. , and if Falcone escapes, he will have to pay again if he is caught again."

Cindy took a breath and calmed down. She kicked Sophia on the ground.

"Okay, you heard what Su said, it's best to give the money as soon as possible."

Although strictly speaking, Barry captured the father and daughter, but in fact, even if the Flash didn't come, it was only a matter of time before the two Deathstrokes caught them. Moreover, those miscellaneous soldiers in front were charged anyway. It was all hard work.

"There must be something bad down here. We probably guessed it when we passed by the upper level. This place must be sealed off and all the weapons inside destroyed." Bliss ignored her and accepted the arrangement. She Turning around, he only looked at the secret passage leading to the lower level.

Barry held out a finger to indicate a moment, and then the red light rushed into the secret passage and came back:

"Below is a magical venom that is used to deal with all humans. It seems they plan to use rockets to launch the venom into the rain clouds and eliminate all Gotham citizens."

"Well... let's send the father and daughter to Arkham. It's more suitable there." Bruce couldn't help but shook his head after hearing this crazy idea. Even Falcone has become like this. What is the world like? What happened...

"The Gordons can go back to their home or the police station. The police can't interfere with what happens next." Su Ming also said that dealing with the remaining enemies is indeed not something that a city's police chief can do.

"There are reporters who can also be sent away. I really don't understand why you took the reporters with you?" Bliss said this to Su Ming, looking at him with a critical eye.

Su Ming raised his eyebrows and put on his black and yellow helmet again. The cold metal touch enveloped his head again. The headache made him frown slightly:

"We need to leave you evidence that can be traced. Cindy and I are professional mercenaries. If we leave clues, it will appear too deliberate and will make you suspicious, so we chose to bring a few ordinary people to act arrogantly. , you really followed me out of curiosity."

Bliss frowned: "My system traces and TV news may have the same intention. They have been looking for me. You seem to know me very well."

"Not really, but at least I know about Batman from another world."

Su Mingshun took away the bottle of wine on the table. The wine was not bad and he planned to drink it on the way. Cindy took away the tea box. She seemed to be obsessed with curry-flavored tea.

When Su Ming came outside the door, he saw Gordon's helpless expression. Wei Ke kept pestering him with questions, wishing that he would start talking about things that happened decades ago.

Seeing this, Su Ming shook his head and went over to signal for a pause in the photography. He wanted to say a few words to Gordon.

"Director Gordon."

"Death knell..."

After he said this word, Cindy and Su Ming stared at him with one red eye on the two black and yellow masks.

Su Ming motioned to Cindy to take a few people out, while he shook hands with Director Gordon: "You can call me Slade. Although we won't have much contact in the future, I leave the Falcone father and daughter to you. , it’s up to you to decide how to deal with love.”

"Although you did the right thing this time, I will still catch you next time you commit crimes in Gotham."

Gordon said with a serious expression, but he still held Su Ming's hand firmly. He knew clearly that they saved Barbara and found him in time.

Su Ming didn't care about his rhetoric. Gordon wanted to arrest Cindy just to express his determination and shout slogans. Gotham's police department has always been ineffective, let alone this time it has been greatly reduced.

"Actually, your understanding is just wrong. We mercenaries are businessmen. As long as the city government is willing to pay, we can occasionally help the government. As long as the money is in place, anything can be said." Su Ming shook his head with a smile. Patted Gordon on the arm: "You can discuss with Bliss, for example, setting up a protection fund or something. Mercenaries have no enemies, only business."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Gordon looked calm and pretended not to understand, but there was something in his heart.

"We all know Bliss's identity. Don't be so timid. Do bats scare you too?" Su Ming leaned into his ear, whispered, nodded and left.

Only Gordon was left in a daze, thinking deeply.

After catching up with Cindy and taking the two reporters and Barbara back to the car, Su Ming returned to the scrapyard and came back again after a long time. His body was covered with rain and mud, but there was something in his hand that was covered in blood.

That was the hood of the Talon from before.

It was somewhat torn by the explosion, and the blood stains couldn't be covered even if it was black, but it didn't matter if it was dirty. Su Ming needed it to disguise himself as a clawed assassin. As Slade's memory continued to recover, his thinking was also greatly expanded. In order to make the backup plan more complete, he needed this.

The side door of the broadcast truck could be opened, and he and Cindy sat there side by side, looking at the scrapyard in the rain, just as it was when they came.

He scrubbed the blood off his hood in the rain. A few hours ago, he would never have imagined that he would become an expert at destroying corpses.

"Can the man in red clothes really be dealt with in the way you said?" Cindy asked him in a low voice, staring at the dark figures in the scrapyard.

"Not necessarily. Dealing with the speedster can't be solved with a simple explosion. It also requires a lot of calculations, including calculating speed, walking trajectory, and his psychology." He unfolded his hood and looked at it. The headdress on it was still complete, and he had round glasses. It's a bit broken, and it seems that it needs to be repaired somewhere: "There have been Deathstrokes from other worlds who have used this tactic to defeat Barry's nephew. I just scared him, but he didn't know... I have to use this tactic as much as possible." Avoid fighting with speedsters, and if you have to, look for weaknesses in your character rather than acting recklessly.”

"I probably understand. We still need to rely on tactics." Cindy nodded and looked at the sewage flowing on the ground: "But it seems that you and him get along well."

Su Ming balled up the owl's hood and stuffed it into his bag: "Maybe, because he is a person who always has kind thoughts."

"But you just lied to him." Cindy took off her helmet, rubbed her hair, and looked at the rain curtain in the distance: "I discovered the difference between you and me."

"Yes, although I don't know why, I can see a faint shadow with my eyes. Logically speaking, it is impossible for us to see the speedster in action." Su Ming replied calmly, without any guilt at all: " But he doesn’t need to know this, I’ll keep it as a trump card.”

Heavy rain fell, and their expressions were obscured in the darkness.