I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 390
"I didn't expect you to be alive. We thought you were dead back then."

Both Harry and Laurie saw the Hooded Judge for the first time, and they were far less emotionally complex than the Pharaoh.

Well, Laurie is the second-generation silk soul, she joined the Overwatch directly, and did not experience the early 'militia' era.

Adrian Witter and the Hooded Judge are old friends.

"I can't live for a few years, but you, I am really surprised, can still run, jump and be full of vitality."

An old black man sitting in a wheelchair with a stroke in his legs looked in amazement at the hale and hearty old man in a tunic suit.

"I know the most authentic Chinese Qigong, at least I can live another 20 years." Werther laughed.

In fact, the pharaoh is not too old. He was born in 1938 and is less than [-] now.

Moreover, his Chinese Qigong is not bragging.

I still practice the most orthodox Zen martial arts (ps).

The old black man smiled wryly and said, "What's the point of living so long? I don't even have a single acquaintance. Joan must have left, right?"

The smile on Werther's face disappeared, and he fell silent.

"Hi, I'm Harley Quinn, the captain of this generation of watchmen, what do you call the old man?" Harley greeted with a smile.

"I know you," the old black man looked at Harry curiously, "When you stood on the airship and announced with a group of young heroes that the Kryptonians had been defeated, I was so excited that I peed my pants.

Although they are just temporary watchmen, but seeing it appear again in my lifetime, and in the way of saving the world, I will die in peace. "

"By the way, I'm Will, Will Reeves."

"Hello, Will, don't worry, I will let the spirit of the watchman be passed down forever."

Laurie sneered and said, "Will, I'm afraid you don't know that she is the big black hand behind the 'Cyclops' this time. She stole Joan's power."

"She doesn't look like a racist." Old Will frowned.

"That's not true, even the Seventh Cavalry Regiment was tricked by her."

After listening to Laurie and Angela's narration, Old Will shrugged casually, "Isn't it just coveting Joan's power, what is this?
We watchmen are not saints, everyone has shortcomings.

As long as she is not confused about major issues and does not engage in racial discrimination, she will still be a good captain of the Watchmen. "

"Your request is too low." Laurie said with a dull face.

"It's not that I'm low-demanding, we're all human, and we all have desires." Old Will looked at her with a complicated expression, "Why do you think I feigned death to escape?"

"Your identity is exposed, someone wants to kill you?" Laurie said.

Old Will shook his head lightly and said with a wry smile, "Except for Nelson, everyone else thinks I'm white."

"I have doubts." Pharaoh said.

"Oh, when?"

"Do you remember the first time we met?" Pharaoh asked.

"We had an accidental meeting on the docks, it was all about a criminal organization and we got into a fight.

At that time, I had debuted for several years, and you just came out, like a young master from a rich family who came out to take risks.

The golden cloak of mulberry silk is worth at least half a year's salary.

I want to teach you a lesson about the dangers of drag heroes. "The old black man thought.

"You have such a good memory, you even remember what material my cloak is made of." Pharaoh glanced at him strangely, and said, "However, my observation is more nuanced. I saw white powder around your eyes. Just guessing that you might be a person of color.

Life was not easy for people of color in the 50s and [-]s. "

The hooded judge's attire is very simple, that is, he wears a headgear that exposes his eyes and a sling around his neck.

"You're really sharp," the old black man snorted. "That's right, I put pearl powder around my eye sockets to pretend I'm white."

He looked at Harry and said with a wry smile: "It's sad, right? One of the most famous cross-dressing heroes back then, he didn't even dare to show his skin color."

"It's quite sad, but the sad thing is not you, but the United States of that era, and the racists who caused all this.

A dignified hero who can't even reveal his skin color, everyone should be ashamed. "

It is one of Harley's basic skills to speak nonsense when he sees people, and to talk nonsense when he sees people.

Before seeing the old black man, she knew who he was through his deeds such as killing Chief Jude and asking Zhao Yu to execute the high-level cavalry regiment.

The old black man looked at her with added appreciation and approval.

"The point is not my skin color," he looked at Laurie again, "my perfect camouflage allows me to avoid being hurt by others after taking off my uniform.

But a careful teammate like Witte can still discover my secrets. "

"What are you implying?" Laurie frowned.

The old black man smiled slightly, "If you were only 15 years old, I wouldn't tell you anything, but now that we've all reached the age of burial, we can speak freely without any worries.

The person who wants to kill me is your biological father, my teammate, the laughing craftsman. "

"What?" Even the Pharaoh exclaimed along with Laurie.

"You should be able to think of the reason." The old black man sighed, "That day when we had a party in the metropolis, the joker pulled your mother into the lounge and pressed her on the table to do that.

Your mother struggled violently and he beat her bloody face, then I rushed in and beat him bloody face.

Not only that.

It's me again, proposing his expulsion from the 'militia'.

He is the only drag hero to be banished.

But he was also cunning enough not to attack me directly.

He guessed my black identity, and then 'followed the clues' to find the circus Hercules Rove, a person who was similar to me in shape, build, strength and many other characteristics.

My intentional cover-up made him mistake Rove for me.

He made Mason (a generation of night owls) mistake Rove for a vicious criminal.

Mason kills Rove.

Later, everyone suspected that Rove was me, because Rove was too similar to me, so I chose to go into hiding again, and the hooded judge never appeared again.

And Mason thought he killed me by mistake, and became the first hero to quit the group voluntarily.

Hehe, he later wrote a memoir, even exposing the joker's intention to strengthen Sally (Silk Soul generation), but he never dared to face the "crime" of "manslaughtering a teammate".

The laughing craftsman thought I was dead, so I simply gave up my identity as a 'hooded judge' and continued my old profession, a police officer, and lived peacefully until retirement, until now. "

Laurie was silent.

Pharaoh nodded, and suddenly said: "This is like a joker, and it also answers some doubts in my heart."

He didn't feel much, because he also killed his teammate - Laurie's father, the joker, was killed by him, and he indirectly avenged the hooded judge.

Harry had mixed feelings in his heart, "It's so complicated, it's so dark"

"This is human nature. Under the watchman's uniform, everyone is human, a living person." The old black said with a smile: "If you are as clean and pure as Superman, you are not suitable to be a watchman."

"You don't seem to hate the comedian, and you haven't even thought about revenge on him." Harry asked.

"I really don't hate the comedian. On the contrary, I admire him. He is a bastard, a villain, and the most sincere patriot in the absolute sense." He looked at Laurie and said, "If he is really worthless, you won't either born."

The laughing craftsman once wanted to strengthen the generation of silk souls, but the first generation of silk souls struggled and resisted.

But later, Si Hun cheated in marriage and gave birth to Laurie with Xiao Jiang.

One word, chaos.

"What's the matter with you and Joan?" Laurie asked.

"After retiring, I have been living in the metropolis. 20 years ago, he suddenly came to my door and said that he was in a relationship with my granddaughter. I wish them well."

"You are Zhao Yu's partner, and you tricked me into the Zhao Group and want to imprison me." Angela said.

The old black man asked back: "What do you think I can get from her?"

"She will help you avenge and eradicate the Knights." Angela stared into her grandfather's eyes and said coldly: "Tulsa Town is also your hometown. In 1921, there was a White Night incident in the town. The cavalry regiment killed your mother."

The old black man's eyes were blurred, and he pointed to the left side of the theater stage, "There used to be a piano there, which was used to score silent movies, and my mother died behind the piano.

I do hate the Seventh Cavalry Regiment, but I can't trust Zhao Yu at all.

Her mother is Asian and her father is—”

He raised his chin to Pharaoh, "Under normal circumstances, I would not be able to find her as a partner.

It's Joan.

Everything is arranged by him, the script was written 20 years ago, I just follow the script and follow my own plot.

Strictly speaking, it was not Zhao Yu who upheld justice for me, but Joan who helped me choose this righteous ending. "

"You also knew that he would die?" Angela said blankly.

"Son, look out, people will always die, unless they are not human. But if he is not human, he will not be your lover."

Speaking of which, he tilted his head to look at Harry, and said with a smile, "I've seen your "Red Manhattan", it's very interesting.

In fact, I guessed the difference between Joan and Manhattan before you.

When he told me how much he loved Angela.

Only human beings have such strong emotions and helplessness, but Gods do not. "

After several people chatted for a while, they suddenly became quiet.

Finding nothing to say, Harry took the initiative to say goodbye to the old black man and Angela, and Laurie and Pharaoh followed.

"What are your plans next?" Harry asked Pharaoh as he walked out of the theater.

She still has to make sure that he doesn't fall into the hands of the government.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and sighed: "I used to want to return to the earth immediately, but when I came back, it seemed that I had nowhere to go."

Harry looked him up and down, with pride on his body, he had a royal temperament, "Why don't you go to my Quinn Manor and be an old housekeeper?"

Let the pharaoh be the housekeeper, the force must be higher than that of Ah Fu.

"Which of your eyes can see that I have fallen so low that I need other people's charity?" Werther squinted at her.

"Your whole body, from the inside to the outside, is full of sadness and loneliness." Harry said.

"Nonsense!" Werther sneered, and said, "Your spaceship is fast, give me a ride, and let you see my royal palace."

"Where is it?" Harry asked curiously.

"North Pole." Werther reported a latitude and longitude coordinates.

Five minutes later, the Archimedes airship once again came to the place where the Watchers fought their last battle.

Karnak, the secret base of the Pharaohs in the North Pole.

When Pharaoh was digging through the snowdrifts and looking for the gate, Harry stood on the open snow at the gate and looked around, "Is this the place where the hero died?"

"Hero?" Pharaoh exhaled a breath of white air, and said with a sneer, "Where you are standing now, there used to be a glass greenhouse twice the size of a football field, and inside it was a temperate plant ecological garden. Buried.

The scientists and engineers who built Carnac for me, dozens of people, died for the peace of the earth, and they are barely considered heroes. "

Laurie explained: "He killed people! After the project was completed, he tricked the scientists and engineers into the ecological park, closed the gate to the castle, blew up the glass wall, and everyone followed the beautiful garden, frozen in 2 minutes." into ice sculptures.

He is a devil!
There are laboratories for the development of tachyon generators here.

In addition, he also has a small island dedicated to creating alien giant octopuses.

Scientists, psychologists, screenwriters, directors, horror novelists (ps). Hundreds of people were all poisoned to death by him after they finished their work.

It's also for the purpose of killing people and not letting anyone expose his plan of the alien giant octopus. "

Harley said disapprovingly: "Even killing 300 million people in New York, killing and silence is just a drizzle to him. The hero I'm talking about is Rorschach."

"Rorschach?" Laurie was taken aback, uncertain: "Did he die here?"

"You don't know?" Harry asked in surprise, "When Rorschach died, you didn't come out to dissuade him?"

Laurie shook his head, "After Werther confessed all the secrets, 300 million people in Gotham have died for a long time, each of us has a decision in our hearts (ps).

Witte meditates in his office.

Daniel and I were in a depressed mood and made love like crazy by the pool next door.

Rorschach rushed out alone in righteous indignation. We all know his decision and respect his decision.

Only Joan followed out and gave him the ending he wanted. "

"Shit, how did you do it? Your teammates went out to die heroically, and you made love in the house, and you still said it frankly." Harley's face was ridiculous.

"Because we fully understand each other. Respecting Rorschach's choice is what his true friend should do." Pharaoh turned around and said in a complicated tone.

(End of this chapter)