What bad intentions could Batman have?

"Ugh!"

How could things develop to this point?

"Ugh!"

General Zod lay on the ground and vomited, pouring out all the acid in his stomach.

"The low-level people of these low-level planets-Ugh! What a mess of things has life taught you, ugh!"

He lay on the ground, his whole body was full of stench, as if he had been soaked in a septic tank for three days and three nights, and he felt his soul trembling.

Amid the intense stench, he looked at Superman in disbelief, and then he was punched in the face by Superman, followed by more punches falling like raindrops.

Compassion, the main theme is compassion. While General Zod was being beaten, he saw a loving and compassionate look on Superman's face, like a heartbroken father beating a disobedient child, beating the child, and the pain in the father's heart.

Zod began to doubt his life after being beaten by this kind of fatherly fist.

Clark kept hypnotizing himself: I want to become a kind father and beat up the unfilial son of Krypton.

I am a kind father, I am a father beating his son!

I am a loving father, yay!

After hypnosis, the force of his fists increased by three points.

While beating people, Clark's mind began to diverge inexplicably:

The psychological construction method invented by Mr. Wayne turned a pure and harmless Kansas farmer into a devil who beat people without blinking in just three minutes. Is this a distortion of human nature or morality——

"How dare you——"

General Zod wanted to fight back, but he saw Superman screaming again, taking out another stink grenade from his belt, and smearing it on his face like a gorilla throwing a special attack.

"Ugh!!!"

General Zod couldn't hold it back.

"It stinks so much, how could you, ugh!"

"My parents taught me to hone my senses, Zod." Clark resisted the urge to retch, and didn't show it on his face at all: "Focus on what you want to smell."

Clark kept hypnotizing himself: It doesn't stink at all, it doesn't stink at all...

At this moment, he was extremely grateful for Mr. Wayne's training on his stink.

How did that sentence go? Idiots don't need to become smart, we just need to bring others' IQ to the same level as ours, and then defeat them with rich experience!

"Ugh!"

General Zod continued to be stubborn:

"I am General Zod, I have been trained, I was born to be a commander, I was born to be a soldier, I will not be defeated by a mere--Ugh!"

The big guy Eck was lying not far from General Zod. His mask was also destroyed in the fierce battle just now, and he was now suffering from the huge noise and interference of the sensory world-and the stimulation of the intense stench.

From the moment the stench bomb exploded on Zod, he lay on the ground and vomited non-stop, without stopping for a moment.

"Ugh! General, I--"

He was General Zod's most loyal guard, a diehard who accompanied him in the rebellion.

He once swore with his life that he was willing to do anything for General Zod.

But at this moment, looking at General Zod, who was almost a human septic tank, the loyal guard hesitated in his heart.

Damn it, act quickly, Eck! Your loyalty is not such a cheap thing!

Then he lay on the ground and continued to vomit.

"Do you think you can defeat me with such a small trick? I am the greatest hero in the history of Krypton, a powerful warrior who defeated Doomsday with bare hands. Do you think I--vomit!"

When General Zod found that he could not stop himself from vomiting physically, he made an act that even Clark was amazed by with great perseverance, great courage, strong taste, and disgusting determination.

He swallowed hard and swallowed it directly.

Come on, let's see who can disgust whom!!!

Vomit!

Clark also felt a little nauseous.

"When I faced Doomsday, I dared to rush forward directly. Would I be afraid of a little stench?"

General Zod's momentum rose steadily: "You can't imagine how much perseverance I have--"

Huh, huh!

But General Zod could no longer say the rest of the words.

The frozen sputum with vomit and super stench, wrapped in cold air, once again smeared General Zod's face. It was smelly and icy, and Zod finally couldn't stand it.

He turned and ran, and vomited subconsciously while running, but he forgot that the ice was stuck on his face. This time, he was blocked and poured back directly.

"Ah!!!"

He tore the stinky ice on his face with his hands, and then despairingly found that his hands, which should have grasped glory or were stained with blood, were now tainted by disgusting stench.

General Zod knelt down in the stinking valley, deeply trapped in the quagmire, and his mentality was completely exploded.

He let out a shocking roar: "Kal-El--"

"I will kill you ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Red light also came out of his eyes, and with just one blow, he knocked Superman back.

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I am Shiva.

I am a martial arts practitioner.

Year after year, day after day, countless years, I am making progress every day, and I have polished myself from a weakling to where I am now.

And now, with the blessing of venom, I am faster than ever, and stronger than ever...!

Hit continuously! Flip your arms like a crane, and blast your fists like cannons!

Fiora tried to catch the opponent's fist, but her skills were like a baby's toddling in front of Ms. Shiva.

So in the end, she just tried to catch the fist in vain, and then relied on her iron body to force it.

She saw that the opponent used drugs to increase her strength. Most people, including Fiora herself, basically cannot control the sudden surge of power.

But Shiva didn't.

This extremely condensed power, which was transmitted from the contact point to the roots of her hair and toes, made her whole body tremble.

Fiora swung her supersonic fist backhand, but saw Shiva dodge at an almost impossible angle, as if her fist was deliberately cooperating with the opponent's dodge. Fiora's eyes showed an incredible look.

Just as she was still recalling the opponent's mysterious dodging trajectory just now, which was like the flow of cosmic nebulae, a pair of fists hit her face again at the same time.

With a bang, Fiora was hit and rolled backwards. Looking at Ms. Shiva who was gradually turning into a devilish flesh man, she did not care about the attack she had just received, but asked very seriously: "How did you do it?" Her eyes flashed with a strong curiosity: "You are really a martial arts master!" Her words were honorific: "It's amazing!" Ms. Shiva half-knelt on the ground, she stared at her hands in a daze. Martial arts masters who have trained their bodies to such an extreme degree have always had fists like fine steel and feet like red copper. Even bullets will be bounced off by their tense muscles. In various senses, they are no longer the same creatures as normal people. In addition, she used venom, so things should not be like this. However, at this moment today, she only saw her fists revealing the white bones, and then gradually recovered under the self-healing ability of venom. "Master, you are really amazing." Ms. Shiva looked at the Kryptonian in front of her with her lifeless eyes. What is the most despairing thing in the world? You who always think you are invincible, unreservedly launch an all-out attack on an enemy, but the enemy is unscathed, and then actually praises you for being awesome.

What kind of ultimate insult is this?

Da da da...

Fiora turned her head and looked at the machine guns that were sweeping towards her, her eyes slightly cold.

"Sorry, Master, I have to deal with some annoying enemies for a while. You go."

Fiora said: "You see the situation now. A great martial arts master like you should not die here. So please, go."

Boom!

Shiva numbly watched the other party jump onto the plane. Amid several violent explosions, with the desperate screams of the soldiers before death, five or six fighter planes crashed to the ground like toys.

Then, Fiora looked at the armed helicopter that was still commanding in the distance. The outstanding hearing of the Kryptonians allowed her to hear the voice of Colonel Hardy.

So she jumped over like a monkey, punched the wing and blew it apart. With a scream, the helicopter spun and fell to the ground.

"We were hit, repeat, we were hit, we were hit--"

"Guardian crashed, repeat. Ground forces, protect--"

10 seconds later, there were no more ground forces.

Siva gritted his teeth, the opponent's speed was like teleportation...

Colonel Hardy fell inside the helicopter.

"Thunder 12 calls the Guardian, can you receive it?"

Colonel Hardy took a deep breath and picked up the radio.

"All firepower is aimed here, don't worry about us, this is a dangerous area."

"Received, dangerous area, good luck, sir."

Colonel Hardy climbed out of the wreckage of the helicopter, he took out a submachine gun, and fired at Fiora desperately.

Sparks bounced on the opponent's body.

The submachine gun had no bullets.

He took out a pistol and emptied the last magazine.

Fiora tilted her head.

Colonel Hardy drew out his last sharp knife.

Fiora also drew out hers.

The two of them faced each other several meters apart.

"To die gloriously is to die for what it is worth." Fiora said.

"Don't kill him, come at me."

Shiva stood in front of Colonel Hardy: "Our duel is not over yet."

Fiora put down the knife and sighed: "Master, you have won my respect. I have never thought of killing you."

"Why can't you leave?"

Ms. Shiva remained silent, so Fiora also understood her position.

"I am ashamed, Master." Fiora said.

She slowly clenched her fists: "When it comes to martial arts, I am just a toddler in front of you, and I don't even have the qualifications to stand in front of you. The reason why I can fight with you like this is completely cheating. I feel extremely ashamed."

"But for General Zod's great cause, you have chosen to become General Zod's enemy, and then you will also be my enemy. Please fail here, and then I will use all my strength."

"Hah!"

Fiora was responded by Siwa's continuous heavy punches, and then she soon found that the opponent just stood there, looking at her expressionlessly, and didn't look like he was knocked away like before. Then Ms. Siwa finally stopped.

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous." Ms. Siwa said.

"I seemed to have the upper hand before, but it was just like an adult dodging a child's punch. There was no possibility of winning from the beginning."

"Yes, that's right, I'm sorry." Fiora said.

Then she heard Ms. Siwa suddenly ask her back:

"Do you want to learn such skills? The skill that I used just now to see through your moves, the skill of exerting force, all the mysteries of martial arts, and the ultimate trick that I have never shown you: the leopard blow?"

(Note: the leopard blow, Ms. Siwa's trick, she almost killed Richard Long with this trick)

"You...are going to teach me?" Fiora was stunned, and then a strange feeling rose from her heart, and she immediately believed it.

She could feel the other party's vast ocean-like martial arts heart from the other party's moves. Isn't it the noble sentiment that a master like this should have to abandon the grudges between races and planets and selflessly share pure martial arts skills?

"I will show you the leopard strike now. This is my ultimate..."

Fiora's attention was involuntarily attracted by Ms. Shiva. This unheard-of move made her a captive of curiosity in an instant.

She saw Ms. Shiva stretched out a white and clean little hand and waved it in an extremely mysterious posture. At that moment, the sea of ​​stars seemed to gather on this palm, and all the truth and...

Snap! Ms. Shiva slapped Fiora's mask directly. At the moment of approaching, the palm turned into a claw, like a sharp sword, and directly grabbed the protection of the mask!

At that moment, countless noisy sounds immediately poured into Fiora's ears, making her scream!

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“Hey, so what the hell is Batman planning?”

Harley Quinn sat bored in an underground base somewhere in Metropolis: “Every time I go to play with Ivy, she is either doing experiments or being a teacher. It’s so boring. She works 24 hours a day, all year round, and doesn’t even eat. She relies on photosynthesis!”

Harley scratched her face frantically: “This is totally exploiting herself!”

Killer Croc stood by, wearing only a pair of underwear: “Harley, do you want to play poker?”

“Stop it!” Harley Quinn said with disdain. She glanced at the other party and said, "How much money have you lost? If you lose more, you will lose your underwear. I don't want a big crocodile without pants to hang around in front of me!" She ignored the big crocodile's so-called "one more" and "I will definitely win" flag-raising behaviors, but continued to complain to the dead shooter: "Hey, Floyd, what do you think Batman wants us to prepare a nuclear bomb?" She said, "Batman stole the nuclear bomb and hid it in Metropolis. He also asked us to guard it every day, mysteriously-" "What does he want to do?"