Superman was beaten by countless bat-type villains with kryptonite and fell to the ground.
Bombshell scratched his head and looked at Bain standing on the rooftop in the distance with some confusion.
He originally brought his own food to participate in this bet for the honor of the Bat-type villain, but Bane told them about Black before they launched the bet and asked them to catch all Black as well.
He agreed. After all, Black, a superhero who is more extreme than Superman, is also a threat to them. If it can be solved, it will be equivalent to being one step ahead of the superhuman villains, which is definitely a point worth bragging about.
But he never expected that before the fake match was over, Superman would already kneel down.
Is the other party really that weak?
Although Bain asked them to fake the match to induce Black, he did not ask them to surrender after knocking him down.
At least they had the upper hand at this moment, suppressing Superman and fighting. After being beaten like this, is it a bit insulting to your intelligence to fall to the ground now?
But then again.
Superman's reaction to Kryptonite was beyond their imagination...
If Superman could be dealt with right here——
Then he looked around again.
Without Blake, the world is silent.
Hasn't the other party been lured out yet? But it doesn't matter, they've already defeated Superman without even using any force.
The continuous sound of beatings gradually stopped, and several bat villains equipped with various kryptonite weapons looked at each other.
"Why did you stop?" Bombshell, who was still thinking, turned his head: "Knock Superman unconscious first and then--"
Then they saw Superman standing up from the ground.
Bombshell looked blankly at the kryptonite in his hand. He held it up and shined a green light on Superman's head.
"Superman is afraid of Kryptonite, you should..."
Then he saw Superman walking in front of him, and then his eyes flashed, and the kryptonite was in Superman's hand.
"Kryptonite?" He saw Superman weighing the kryptonite in his hand, and then sighed: "Okay, I must admit a fact."
Bombshell is a bit sluggish.
"Actually, I'm not afraid of kryptonite."
ah?
what are you saying?
Then he saw Superman weigh the kryptonite in his hand twice, then put it into his mouth, like biting a cake, bit off a piece with a snap, and spit it on the ground with a pop.
"It's a joke. Kryptonite is just the most common stone on my planet. Are you afraid of a stone on the roadside?"
"you you……"
"Oh, it's all just an act, you know." Bombshell saw Superman and patted his head: "You know, they are all afraid of me. Giving them a false weakness would be more conducive to harmony."
He spread his hands: "But to be honest, I feel a little tired of it recently. You guys, all holding kryptonite, are jumping in front of me, as if you can defeat me as long as you get this thing."
The other party's eyes lit up red:
"So...are you ready to get beat up by me?"
Bombshell looked at the Kryptonite bitten into two pieces on the ground and immediately believed what the other party said.
He breathed a sigh of relief for no reason: things finally developed in the direction Bain told him. He should surrender immediately, then wait for Black to appear, then sit back and watch the two of them fight, and then just wait and see as Bane said.
But then his expression froze. The reason why these characters were able to fight Superman evenly was all because of the small green stone.
If kryptonite is useless against Superman, then how are they going to deal with it?
Bane's eyes dropped.
You can be sure, this is Batman, just dressed as Superman.
You see, from just now until now, he has only had a red light in his eyes, but he has never used heat vision once.
He pressed his fingers on the earphones, and the voice of the Red Hood came from inside: "Bane, Mr. Skeleton and our electric chick have been defeated by Batman. Without even trying."
On the other end of the phone, Red Hood threw another liquid bomb at the living wire that had collapsed to the ground.
Just now, he used the props he prepared in advance to sneak attack his teammates. It was so easy, even Jason was a little excited.
God knows why—maybe the Bat-Family's blood is about attacking teammates.
The living wires suddenly twitched all over.
On the other side, the Atomic Skeleton Hand was stuck in the center of a huge metal cube behind a taken-off exoskeleton armor.
The energy all over his body was being sucked away like water flowing from high to low, causing him to wail.
With a bang, our skeleton man collapsed to the ground with a look of exhaustion. All the energy in his body was drained, his inspiration, his wisdom, his courage. He lay on the ground like a shriveled salted fish.
Red Hood looked to the side. The Silver Banshee was stunned by her howling, and the criminal nicknamed the Prisoner was tied up with his own chains.
As for King Shark - frankly speaking, Red Hood felt that he was not Superman's villain at all, but Nanaway, who had a good chat with Red Hood in the bar, still followed him loyally, just to help his friend.
So now he is lying on the ground sleeping like a big baby because he accidentally drank the bat anti-shark spray given to him by his good friend Red Hood.
"That's right, Bain, I didn't take any action and I survived now. What, you asked how Ms. Siwa is doing?"
Jason looked guiltily at Siwa, who was tied up and gagged.
"It's over, Bane. He is not Batman's enemy at all. The other party is too terrifying, I think he is not Batman at all!"
Siwa struggled on the ground twice, but Batman, who had quick eyes and quick hands, covered her mouth. He pinched her jaw and throat with such force that she didn't even let out a muffled groan.
"I'll try, I will definitely find a way to save them, no problem, I think I can do it. Let me try...Okay, Bane. Black didn't appear here. Hmm. Hmm. Don't worry, say Maybe I can even bring Superman’s villains to help you!”
"Yeah, um, bye."
Jason hung up the phone and removed the cloth from Ms. Siwa's mouth.
"You are escaping from the dark world, my stupid disciple." Siwa looked gloomy: "From today on, no one will believe you anymore, and you will be hunted by the entire dark world... as a traitor !”
Jason was silent.
Teacher Siwa is right. He stabbed almost every teammate in the back today. Unless he kills everyone here, Red Hood's reputation as a rebel will be spread. [Red Hood] The identity can no longer be used in the dark world.
But... this is under normal circumstances.
Jason and Siwa looked at each other.
Ms. Siwa’s eyes were cold.
Then she saw the "Red Hood" opposite and suddenly burst into laughter.
He clapped his hands happily like a three-year-old child and jumped around himself who was tied like a rice dumpling.
"Hey! She believed it, she believed it!"
"It makes me laugh, she really believes it!"
Ms. Siwa was confused by the other party's epileptic behavior: "Are you...are you crazy?"
Then the next second, she saw the other party put his hand on his face and flicked his head, and it turned into a mahjong tile!
Gan!
This strange sight made the hairs on the body of the experienced martial arts master stand on end.
She saw the other person wiping her face again, then swiping it and turning into Luthor, Batman, and Superman again. The changes were so fast that they switched repeatedly like a revolving lantern until they blurred into a blur. The afterimage finally turned into the brown-yellow answering face of the clay-faced man.
The other person clapped his hands and laughed.
"Wrong, it's a clay noodle!"
Ms. Siwa immediately understood the situation. She took a breath and realized that the Red Hood had been replaced by the Clay Masked Man before the battle began.
When exactly did this happen...how exactly did this happen?
Then he saw Red Hood clapped his hands, and one Clayface after another came out of the corner.
As they walked, their bodies were changing. Silver Banshee, King Shark, Atomic Skull, Living Wire, and Lady Shiva herself...
When they stood in front of Ms. Siwa, they had become exactly like the villains lying on the ground.
Ms. Siwa even saw the clay face who turned into a living wire raised his hand to the ground and released an electric wave - Damn it, this is supposed to be the unique ability of living wires, can this be imitated?
"Everyone, let's capture them all and keep them company with the real Red Hood," Jason said.
For some reason, Jason felt great about lying to others by calling himself Clayface.
Great!
Heck, he might even feel a little addicted.
Under the help of all the "people", one villain after another was quickly moved onto the invisible Batplane that appeared from the corner.
Every villain likes to have a pair of ability-suppressing silver handcuffs, and is put into a specially made transparent cage.
When Ms. Siwa saw the "Red Hood" opposite her, she immediately became more certain of her opinion.
She heard the "fake" Red Hood outside say to the villains turned into clay faces: "Okay, now we are going to help Bane."
"Everyone must sincerely help our boss Ya!"
Ms. Siwa shook her head.
She silently mourned Bane.
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"Oh, a busy day, isn't it?"
Luther picked up a cup of coffee and sat in front of various large and small monitors.
"A long day full of familiar old foes, as well as unfamiliar foes from other cities."
"But you know, Snakeskin. Superman always takes everybody down. Everybody. One, two, three."
"And Batman, Batman knows everything. He's always ready for anything. He never seems to miss, doesn't he?"
"They teamed up to save the lives of all those innocent, unsuspecting, living targets."
"I have no interest in any of this, Luther."
On the screen, "Lois Lane" crossed his arms: "I know what you guys behind the scenes want to do with me. But I must warn you that if you mess up, it will not be my fault."
"I told you I don't have the ability to change my DNA anymore. That's why I've been a shape-shifting villain for so many years, but my business is far less than that of Clayface. Most people don't even know about me."
"Even if you find a place that looks a lot like Batman's secret base, and then turn me into Lois Lane and attract Superman, he will be able to tell with just a scan that my DNA is different from Lois Lane. You know, He has clairvoyance. This scam has no chance of success."
"Tsk, that innocent boy knows nothing about the real world, doesn't he? Unlike you and me."
But Luther didn't seem to hear what Snakeskin was saying at all. He was completely immersed in his own world.
"I plan to show Superman the truth about the world. Superman hinders the development of mankind and thinks he is a safety net, and thinks he is the patriarch of all mankind. What a hypocrite, allowing a body that is envied by a completely different race-" He seemed a little excited. .
"He observes words and expressions. As long as he feels that it is time for a hero to cry, he will shed artificial tears. He laughs like us and frowns like us. But now, I want him to feel what human beings do every day. Everything you will experience - feel human pain - even if it is false pain."
"And this will ultimately prove-"
Luthor raised his arms: "Superman is inhuman!"
He said: "I have to admit that Batman's hat trick was so effective that I couldn't find the real position of Lois Lane at all. Frankly speaking, it would have been even worse if the real Lois was starring in today's big scene. Okay, but if I can’t find her, I’ll be able to find a replacement.”
"I told you Luthor, I can't change my DNA, so Superman can see me at a glance - hell, if it weren't for the money you gave me, I wouldn't risk being killed by Superman. ——”
"Do not talk."
Then he heard Luther say to him:
"Can't you be quieter?"
For the sake of the money, Snakeskin closed his mouth.
"You are a shape-shifting villain, I know. You twist your body and muscles through mimicry, but you are powerless at the genetic level. But why do you think I have to do so many experiments on you?"
"Your experiments have no effect at all. I still can't change my DNA. Your experiments failed Luther, but you still left me here." Snakeskin said.
"No, no, my experiment did not fail. You made a mistake, Snakeskin. I don't need to give you the ability to change DNA. I just need to give you the ability to change your DNA to be exactly the same as Lois Lane." Ability is enough.”
"Actually, if time permits, I would prefer to use Lois Lane's clone, but time is too tight and the embryo cannot fully develop, so I can only reluctantly use you."
Snakeskin didn't understand.
"Come on, Luther, you said so much, but I still can't...wait, what did you do to me?"
He suddenly covered his neck and fell to the ground weakly. Like a drowning fish struggling for air.
Normally when he loses the ability to resist, his transformation ability will fail, but it does not at this moment.
He still has the look of Lois Lane.
"All I need is the body of Lois Lane. You see, my friend, it's much easier now, isn't it?"
"My genetic modification of you can make your DNA completely look like Lewis. Maybe this is an enhancement of your superpowers, but obviously, this enhancement will kill you. But this is not for me never mind."
Luther took a sip of coffee and watched quietly as Snakeskin lost his breath on the screen.
"Anyway, I just need a fake corpse that's good enough to fool Superman."
"You hit the spot at the right time, Snakeskin."
(End of chapter)
