Not long after the Bat Squad began their operation, two Chinook helicopters flew over from the southeast.
On the helicopter in the lead, Flegg said solemnly, "We're about to reach Daxi City. Let me remind you one last time."
He paused for a moment and looked at the people in the cabin who had different expressions but didn't say anything, before he continued, "First of all, don't try to run, or your heads will be blown up into smashed watermelons. Second of all, don't mess with any of the Bat Squad members without my orders. Don't mess with any of them. "
The faces of these people immediately changed.
One of them, a strong middle-aged man with Native American blood, swallowed. "Are you kidding me? You want us to carry out a mission with them? Is that necessary? "
The other white man's face was also livid. "Are you f * cking kidding us? Batman is dead, but the black catgirl is still alive. "
A muscular African-American man next to him, however, asked, "Who's coming?"
Flegg didn't even bother to look at them. He nodded approvingly at the black man. "Smart. At least you're not scared like those two idiots before you even asked for their names."
The two men who spoke first immediately looked embarrassed, but they couldn't refute him.
Flegg said, "So far, the Dark Knight, the black catgirl, Big Dipper, the Cage King, Lady Death, and the Blacksmith are here."
Gulp!
The dark-skinned man swallowed his saliva. "King of the Cage? Lady Death? "
The white man, however, paid attention to the first name. "The Dark Knight? Isn't Batman dead? "
Flegg sneered. "The Dark Knight isn't Batman."
The white man was relieved.
In the end, Flegg continued, "But many people call him Batman's successor."
The white man sneered. "Who's the worst at bragging?"
Flegg hummed and said, "Then let me tell you, many hardcore Batman fans call him the 'best cosplayer.' He's the best at cosplaying Batman."
The white man's mouth went dry, but he didn't want to show weakness. "What? Do you think you're Batman just because you're wearing a black mask and a black cape? Hmph, let me tell you, even if Batman came back to life and stood in front of me, I wouldn't be afraid! "
With a strange expression on his face, Flegg opened his mouth and gave him a thumbs-up. "You've got guts. Oh, I seem to have heard a legend that anyone who mentions the names of Batman and Catwoman behind their backs will be hunted down — especially those who have done too many bad things. I have faith in you, George. "
The expression of the white man named George changed, but he didn't dare to say anything.
The others also had strange expressions on their faces, but they all kept their mouths shut.
Although they weren't locked up with the regular prisoners, they had heard about the "glorious achievements" of Batman and Catwoman from the prison guards and some prisoners who came in later.
Not many people dared to pat their chests and say that they were not afraid of this superhero duo who would cripple anyone they caught.
Even the stubborn George was thinking, "Hide as far away as you can and never speak again."
What did he just say? Haha, did he say anything! It was all made up by others.
Flegg was very satisfied.
He wasn't Amanda; he wouldn't be hostile to superheroes like Batman.
Their bravery during the battle in New York alone was enough to earn his respect.
Checks and balances and precautions had nothing to do with a soldier like him.
As long as those superheroes didn't turn into supervillains, it was up to them how they wanted to live.
Breaking the law? Hehe, when Flegg worked for Amanda, he had never relied on obeying the law, but on his loyalty to this country.
Now that he was using the Bat Squad to intimidate these guys, he didn't feel guilty at all.
His subordinates all deserved to die in the first place, but Amanda wanted to create a team with superpowers similar to the Bat Squad, which was why these damn scumbags had been recruited.
In other words, Flegg wouldn't feel the pinch if any of them died.
Thinking that, the pilot in front had already warned, "Commander, we'll arrive at the landing site in one minute. Please get ready."
Flegg said, "Roger that. Everyone, prepare to descend quickly. "
…
While Luke was operating the fire support equipment and going on a killing spree, Fu sent a message. "Someone from the authorities has arrived."
He looked at the image and locked onto Flegg. This person was very familiar.
There were two other people behind Flegg who looked familiar. Looking at the information Fu had given him, Luke had a rough idea of what was going on.
Thinking, he said casually, "Don't worry about them. Let's just mind our own business."
He was now in a high-intensity dual-threaded state.
The robot controlled by his level two clone had already snuck into the subway tunnel a hundred meters away from the station and was trying its best to advance stealthily. How could it have the time to deal with the official troops?
In any case, Flegg probably wouldn't die right away … right?
In the station, a female voice rang out. "Brother, the enemy is here. We have to kill that bat-like guy. "
A tall but thin figure strode out. "I've only recovered half of my strength. When will your machine be ready?"
The female voice said, "Ordinary puppets are useless against them. Devour them all. You should be able to replenish some of your strength."
Red light flashed in the tall figure's eyes as he looked at the thousand people in the corner of the station hall and chuckled. "It's time to show these lowly slaves my true strength."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hands, and his thin arms turned into sharp tentacles that stabbed at the crowd in the corner.
Suddenly, loud music rang out from the subway tunnel in the station.
In the deep, distant tolling of the bell, a clear male voice sang, "By the supreme decree, transcend your lonely soul, ghosts and demons, you shall be blessed for four lifetimes …"
The tall figure paused and jerked his head to look at the subway tunnel on the side.
At the same time, the female voice said, "This voice … Ah, it's that guy! It's the guy who seriously injured me last time. Be careful, he has a mental attack that can hurt us. "
Surprised, the tall figure waved his hands, and the pointed tentacles twisted in the air before they lunged into the subway tunnel. Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gunshots rang out, and the tall figure was stunned. "Huh? Trying to run?"
As it spoke, its body flashed and disappeared, pouncing into the subway tunnel.
The female voice shrieked, "Don't be careless. That guy is very cunning."
But it was already too late.
A series of violent explosions rang out in the subway tunnel, as if two behemoths were fighting inside. It was quiet again in less than a minute.
The female voice shrieked again, "Brother? Hurry up, you must save him … Huh? "
The tall figure walked out of the subway tunnel with a broken body in his hand. He looked in the direction of the female voice in confusion. "Is this what you mean by 'very strong'? And it doesn't seem to be human. "
The female voice: "…"
Then, the owner of the female voice noticed that something was wrong. "No, it's just a machine. A machine can't launch a mental attack like that! It's fake. "
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