On the outskirts of the coastal city, there are blue skies, white clouds, green mountains and green hills, and you can see the sea and sky at the end of the blue sky.
This is the place where Russell and Batman agreed to exchange hostages. He had Wonder Woman and four other core members of the Justice League in his hands, and asked Batman to exchange the heads of Speedmaster and others.
According to the literal meaning, it is simply called Baiteman.
Crack!
The bonfire was strong, and the crisp crackling sound of firewood was heard.
The camera zoomed in on the coastal cliff, and a simple barbecue grill was set up. The hands and feet of Wonder Woman and the other four people were tied behind their backs. The steel pipe was passed through the knot, and each person had a barbecue grill. It was so fair that even the barista nodded secretly.
The four people were unwilling to sit still and wait for death. They struggled hard during this period, but their super powers failed to respond. Take The Flash as an example. It's an ordinary rope, no different from a popular product, but he just can't break free.
The most unlucky one is Martian Manhunter, he is... afraid of fire.
Jackie the Clown and Harley were in charge of the fire. They turned on some switch. Their teeth were blackened, but their smiles were still cheerful.
Considering that there is a kind of smile that is involuntary, they may also be forced to do so.
Bruce: "..."
He had thought about many things, but this scene had never occurred to him.
Russell grabbed a handful of cumin and sprinkled it on Wonder Woman. He lowered his head to see the woman's sad and angry eyes, and gave a thumbs up: "Don't worry, I calculated the time. When Superman, Batman, etc. arrive, it will be Dinner."
"..."
Wonder Woman said nothing, having given up on communicating with Russell, gritting her teeth and trying to kill with her eyes.
Russell: (一`??一)
This look, if offended, must be disgusted.
Russell touched his chin, his eyes lit up, and he took out the 'Vulcan Sword' from behind.
"Does it look familiar? Yes, it's yours. In a certain parallel universe, we had several affairs, because we were girls chasing boys, and I only had a dozen girlfriends at the time, and I was in a relationship gap. So I obeyed you without much resistance."
He waved the sword in front of Wonder Woman, raised his eyebrows at Diana, and continued: "Later, you gave the Vulcan Sword to me as a token of love. I treasure it to this day, and this is it... …”
Russell said a lot, and Wonder Woman and Diana felt very embarrassed. They believed that this was a murder and robbery more than a token of love.
Just as he was speaking, Russell suddenly stopped speaking, turned his head to look in the direction of the sea, then put away the Vulcan Sword, and poured all the cumin on Wonder Woman's head in one breath.
Other victims are coming!
The Justice League's aircraft landed slowly, and Batman and Superman walked out side by side, followed by six superheroes including Luthor and Aquaman.
The scenery on the cliff was unobstructed, and everyone in the Justice League was stunned and speechless when they saw the four black faces on the barbecue grill.
Be angry, the flames seem to be indestructible, but laugh, the occasion is inappropriate.
Batman: "..."
He had thought about many things, but this scene had never occurred to him.
"It seems that the plan is going smoothly and you have succeeded."
Russell sprinkled a handful of pepper and said as Wonder Woman sneezed: "The hostages are here, where is the head I want?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Neptune came forward with two metal boxes, placed them flat in front of Russell, and was about to open them for him to inspect the goods.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Neptune rushed to the street.
Russell shook the Hell Scepter, raised his foot to step on Neptune, and grinned at Batman: "There are five hostages now. Where are the heads of Speedmaster and others?"
"It's in the box."
Batman waved his hand to signal his tools to be calm. This was also part of the plan.
He said to Russell in a hoarse voice: "I know you are very suspicious, but we are sincere. We will do anything to redeem our teammates. You can open the box and inspect it on the spot."
"Sorry, I don't believe it! Bruce, do you believe it?"
Russell stepped on Neptune, hooked Bruce's shoulder, and after the visor popped open automatically, he pointed at his expressionless iceberg face and said to everyone: "Let me introduce you to Bruce Wayne, the 'Batman' of a certain parallel universe. Well, he is the one who wets the bed in the photo album, and he is also my consultant in invading the multiverse. There is a sentence he has emphasized countless times... You can't believe a word of Batman's words."
"..."xN
The picture was so shocking that the Justice League and the rest of the team were reshaping their outlook on life and did not believe that the Dark Knight would completely fall into darkness.
This is like a dragon-slaying warrior who eventually turns into a dragon, a brave man who defeats the devil and becomes a new devil...
It doesn't seem impossible, it's quite reasonable. In a complete world view, there is always one person who will become the source of all evil.
Bruce stared at Russell for a moment with dead fish eyes, and said without any emotion: "I believe him, there are heads of the Criminal Syndicate in the box."
"You're too naive. You should know that you are nothing more than flash bombs, smoke bombs, sonic disruptors, electromagnetic pulses, strong acids and alkalis, coma gas, and kryptonite. After all, Batman can't be wrong. "
Russell waved his hand. Trivial tricks could not fool him, because he had seen it secretly.
"It doesn't hurt to believe it once. I think it contains a human head."
In the silence of the Justice League and others, Bruce put on the Batsuit visor, squatted down and pressed the metal box, and opened it with a click.
It's fast and leaves no room for error.
boom! boom! Rumble————
Puffs of smoke, electric current, bright light, poisonous smoke, acid, etc. flew in all directions, covering the location of Russell and Bruce.
On the side, Jackie and Harley were stunned for a moment. When they came to their senses, they were pushed to the ground by Superman and Luthor respectively.
At the same time, Firestorm, Red Tornado and others quickly stepped forward and snatched the four tied Wonder Women back to their own camp.
"Hurry, run away, he did it on purpose, we have no chance of winning."
The moment she was rescued, Wonder Woman shouted, and Green Lantern quickly responded without any thought of snatching back his equipment.
If the equipment is gone, you can find new ones, but if the people are gone, you have nothing.
Without saying a word, Batman fished back Aquaman with his hook gun, fired a flare into the sky, quickly took out the shuttle, and took everyone back to the parallel universe.
The light and shadow in front of her eyes changed, and Wonder Woman breathed a sigh of relief. The secret passage was finally over.
Then, the bodies of the Justice League group solidified between reality and reality, and found themselves standing still.
"..."xN
Batman narrowed his eyes slightly, put away the smoking shuttle, and said without wavering in his voice: "Get ready to fight. The Criminal Syndicate has received the signal. Join forces with them next, and remember not to fight within."
"Understood."xN
The Justice League and the others nodded. They had agreed before coming that once Batman said this line, they would immediately be ready to run away with a feint and let the Criminal Syndicate help buy time.
"I told you, there are no heads in it, they are all props."
The smoke slowly dissipated, Russell sighed, and at his feet was Bruce lying on the street.
When the last wave of poisonous smoke hit, the visor of the Bat suit disappeared. His hands were held down, and he failed to take out the respirator in time to save himself. As a result, the whole person was submerged in the smoke. At this moment, his face was ashen. It was only his tenacious willpower that kept him from comatose.
Russell threw away the bat mask in his hand, picked up a wooden branch, squatted next to Bruce, and poked his head: "How about it, do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"
Bruce tremblingly took out the antidote from the metal belt and injected it directly into the neck, not wanting to talk to Russell.
"Chief, multiple targets are approaching, many!"
Diana waved away the uncomfortable air and hurried forward to tell Russell that they were surrounded.
"I know there are sixty-three in total, all members of the Criminal Syndicate."
Russell continued to poke Bruce, ignoring the gradually denser footsteps around him. When the circle closed in, he threw away the wooden branches, clapped his hands and stood up.
Led by Speedmaster, Super Queen, Nite Owl, and Johnny Quick, and the rest are their respective younger brothers, they are all in a dark place, all possessing superpowers, and basically all are mobilized.
There is strength in numbers and the atmosphere is depressing.
"Russell, you betrayed us!"
Johnny Quick struck first, remembering the distress communication from Central City, and felt a burst of anger.
"I never trusted you, how could you betray me?"
Russell shook his head: "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is slander and frame-up. I was abandoned by the organization as a victim."
After the words fell, dozens of eyes turned colder. Russell was among them, not caring at all about being the target of public criticism.
There are many similar situations, get used to it.
There are two types of people: passers-by, the masses, and the center of attention in the crowd, and the latter is divided into two types: those that are loved by everyone and those that are hated by everyone.
It's not hard to love people when you meet them. It's hard to hate them even if you treat them like Party A with your little mouth covered with honey.
It's hard to hate others when you see them. It depends on your talent. Only if you are as handsome as him, you will be jealous of everyone. You will be looked at with murderous eyes wherever you go.
"Russell, is there any other explanation for this betrayal?"
Speedmaster spoke indifferently, and you could tell by his tone that he was just being polite. No matter how Russell explained, today's result would not change.
"It really does."
Russell crossed the human wall, glanced at the Justice League who was about to run away, and said slowly: "There is a life that is worse than death. Every time you think about today in the future, you will regret it. Why didn't you use your head to see me?"
"Have you finished your last words?"
"That's it?"
"This mouth, I'm going to tear it out later."
"let me!"
"..."
"I understand. People I know always say how come such a handsome person has a mouth. Then I tell them..."
Russell grinned, and the shadows under his feet spread. Black arms stretched out, densely packed, and a big mouth opened in the palm of his hand.
"I have more than one mouth!" xN
The sound waves are superimposed, instantly penetrating the eardrums and reaching the depths of the brain. The strange sound makes the whole body feel cold, and the hands and feet cannot be controlled, making it extremely difficult to move.
Outside the human wall, Batman made a gesture, and the Justice League all turned and ran away.
Superman took a step slower. Within his sight, weak and boneless black arms stretched infinitely, grabbing the faces of the members of the Criminal Syndicate and dragging them effortlessly into the dark earth.
Whether it is a member at the junior level or a core leader like a super master, they are like weak babies at this moment, being dragged into the endless darkness by black arms amidst meaningless screams of fear.
There was no resistance, no struggle, just like being suppressed by blood, there was no thought of resistance from the bottom of my heart.
As soon as the other members of the Justice League turned around, they were blocked by a wall of dense black arms and retreated back to Superman.
Therefore, sometimes a slow shot is not necessarily a bad thing, and Superman will avoid taking two wrong steps.
The black arm dragged the last member of the Criminal Syndicate into hell. Russell's sunny smile became even brighter, ignoring a group of tool men and fixating his eyes on Batman.
"Ahem!"
Before Batman spoke, Bruce stood up unsteadily, clenched his fists, coughed twice, and gave the other side a look.
Batman pondered for a moment, like an emotionless gun-handling machine, and said decisively: "Surrender!"
Bang!
Russell knocked down Bruce with one punch and pointed towards the sea in the distance. Two black arms stretched out close to the ground and dragged two figures from the deep sea in the blink of an eye.
The blond man is strong and strong, with a golden trident in one hand, and a broken hand with a harpoon as a prosthetic arm, corresponding to the member of Aquaman's criminal syndicate - Aquaman.
The other was covered in jet black armor, with no gaps exposed from head to tail, and was wrapped tightly.
Russell didn't look at the Sea Overlord, and dragged him into hell with a wave of his hand. He violently lifted off the jet-black visor, revealing the face of the Night Owl.
The Night Owl who was dragged into hell before was a fake. The real person used the power of the Sea King to hide in the deep sea and observe the battlefield. If necessary, he would implement backup plans, such as growing mushrooms and nuclear-armed to solve the threat of Russell and the Justice League.
It doesn't matter if it can't be solved. Sacrifice teammates to collect data, then rearrange the layout for Russell, and then make another appointment.
It's a good idea, but it's a pity that the enemy fouled it, or it was simply not within the specifications.
"Little Thomas Wayne, you are very good. You can be classified into the neutral evil camp for the time being. With your mind and heart, it would be a pity to be sent to hell to be tortured..."
Russell waved his hand and threw Night Owl into a random parallel universe. He turned to Bruce and said, "For your sake, I didn't drag your brother to hell. Do you have to thank me?"
"He's not my brother."
At the mention of Nite Owl, Bruce didn't even frown. Instead, he looked at the Justice League and his group and frowned: "What are you going to do with them?"
"Release."
"?"
"No need to doubt, I am not a devil. I am also a member of the justice camp. If I capture a wild superhero, I will definitely release him where he is."
Russell looked at Bruce with a serious face and took out a digital camera from behind: "However, we need to collect some data before releasing it, so that we can make sure we have found the right target during recovery."
Bruce: "..."
That being said, he is no exception at all.
"Bruce, you also go over and stand with Batman over there, and take a group photo this time."
Russell couldn't help but curl up his lips. He had already thought of a name for the album, it was called 'The Dark Knight of Hell', and it also had the autographs of two Batmans.
…
Two hours later, Russell was satisfied and put away the camera, with the Justice League collectively looking up to the sky in the background.
I was holding back, holding my collar tightly to prevent tears from flowing down.
The mentality is quite complicated. They were ready to sacrifice, but they didn't die.
It can only be said that this rescue operation across parallel universes is very naked. Some supermen are filming under the camera, just like Luthor in the same frame and in the same style.
"This is the situation. I know you have a lot of questions, but I don't want to explain. I would like to thank you all for your hard work and traveling through parallel universes for my entertainment..."
Under Bruce's speechless gaze, Russell gave an impromptu speech, and then with a wave of his hand, sent the Justice League and the others back to their parallel universe.
With the light and shadow in front of his eyes swaying, Bruce looked at the deep space outside the space station, and then at the expressionless 'self' next to him. He looked around and found Russell but fell into silent silence.
"Do you need help?"
Batman took out the shuttle from his waist: "Although it was damaged for unknown reasons, I have copied Luther's data. After repairs, you can return to your own universe, but it will take a lot of time to explore the way."
"Before that, I need a room where no one will disturb me."
Bruce nodded first, and then said: "Three days... no, within five days, I don't want anyone to go in. After five days, I will repair the shuttle with you, and I also want a copy of the data."
"Five days..."
Batman frowned: "Isn't it enough to laugh for three days?"
"Not enough, five days, no more!"
Bruce covered his mouth and tried his best to hold back, but tears of joy still flowed out.
He will keep laughing for the next five days, and no one can stop him, even if he laughs to death.
Just as he was thinking about it, a dark vortex opened behind Bruce. A hand stretched out, dragging Bruce with a frozen smile, and pulled him in ruthlessly.
Batman watched the entire process, and when the black vortex disappeared, he silently tied the batarang to the shuttle, set the self-destruction time, and threw it out of the space station as space junk.
…
"It's so dangerous. I accidentally threw you over."
Russell wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his head, showed a trustworthy smile to Bruce, and flashed his silver teeth: "Fortunately, I made it right in time, otherwise you would not be able to go home when you are living in a foreign land, which would be too tragic, don't you think? "
"Hehe, hehe..."
The corner of Bruce's mouth twitched, and he alternated between great joy and great sorrow. His mentality was somewhat out of control. He looked at the cliff in front of him, thinking about his current physical condition and the possibility of jumping to escape.
"Don't think blindly. It's all a lie if you die. Besides, if I don't nod, who dares to let you die?"
Russell waved his hand to Diana, who was not far away, and told her to be honest and go to hell to bask in the moon. Then he pulled Bruce, who was walking on the same hand and on the same foot, into the next universe.
…
boom! !
The scene was heated, with human-shaped cannonballs hitting their feet, welcoming the two of them into the arena in the form of a large pit.
Bruce lowered his head expressionlessly, wearing a familiar red cloak, and lying in the pit was Tool Man No. 1.
"Oh, Superman I died again..."
Russell touched his chin, looked at the general situation of the world, and said to Bruce: "I have some very exciting information here. Do you want to hear it?"
"In no mood."
"Sure enough, I knew you wanted to."
Russell graciously complied with Bruce's request, pointing to the frail Superman in the pit and said: "Clark and Wonder Woman on this earth had a good relationship for a while, but they had a falling out due to the fight for supremacy, and now they are male and female with Lois, who had always had an ambiguous relationship. friend."
Bruce: "..."
I wanted to say something, but decided not to.
"As for the elite monster over there, you must have seen it.
"not at all."
"That's right, it's the 'Doomsday'. I told you about the information before. It's just powerful. Apart from unlimited physical strength, super-speed regeneration, and adaptive evolution, it can't be killed twice in the same way. There are no outstanding advantages."
Russell slapped Bruce on the shoulder: "The timing is just right. It's time for you to be a hero and save the beauty. Louise is a strong enemy. Whether you can win back Clark's heart depends on your performance today. But don't be afraid, She has no advantage except her gender, and victory will be yours sooner or later."
Bruce: "..."
I wanted to say something, but decided not to.
"What are you doing so stupidly? You've been strengthened. Go and send it away!"
