I just want to live a peaceful life in DC world

Chapter 131 Dead Archer
Passing through the old factory area, the surrounding gradually became remote and quiet again.After all, there are only abandoned factory buildings here, lacking basic living supplies, and even people who seek refuge generally do not come here.

Soon, Jacques and Renee arrived at the gate of the abandoned factory building as the base.

When he was less than 500 meters away from the base, Jacques narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the brightly lit base.

"Renee, you park your car here, I'll go there alone."

"What happened, I can take care of you if I follow"

"No, you wait for me in the car - remember, no matter what happens, never get out of the car, understand?"

Renee frowned slightly, but as a senior detective of the GCPD Serious Crime Unit, she was highly disciplined, so after seeing Jacques' unquestionable and resolute eyes, she finally nodded.

"The biometric scan is complete, member 001 Sunshine Boy is welcome back."

Jacques walked to the door alone, and with a crisp mechanical sound, the door opened slowly and automatically.

After taking a deep breath, Jacques stepped into the base.

"who is it?!"

A vigilant voice sounded, and in front of Jacques was a familiar face.

"Barbara?"

"You're finally back? Great, I'm relieved to see you're fine"

With tears of joy in the corners of Barbara's eyes, she stepped forward quickly to hug Jacques, but was dodged by the latter with a step back.

"What about the others, why are you the only one?"

"E-Others? Oh, you mean Harley and Poison Ivy? Don't worry about them being okay—"

However, Barbara's words stopped abruptly, because at the next moment, Jacques kicked the ground suddenly and rushed towards her, slashing the sharp knife in his hand.

With a flash of silver light, Barbara's head flew up into the air, and then Jacques grabbed her hair and held it in his hands. This scene looked extremely horrifying.

But the strange thing is that there is not a single drop of blood flowing out of "Barbara"'s broken neck.

"Of course I know they are fine, otherwise you should have taken them as hostages and forced me to exchange with you. What I want to ask is you, Waller, are you stupid enough to just send a muddy face to assassinate me?" .”

When the neck is cut off, of course it is impossible to speak.But Jacques did not speak to the head in his hand. To be precise, the object of his conversation was a small, almost invisible headset in the ear of "Barbara".

In a few seconds, the headless body of "Barbara" beside Jacques suddenly turned into a puddle of mud.

And the head in Jacques' hands turned into a lump of mud with fuzzy facial features.

Mud face, since there are several generations of mud face in the comics, Jacques is not sure which brother is in his hands.

But no matter what generation of mudface they are, their abilities are similar.That is, you can freely imitate the appearance of other people, and the muddy body is immune to most injuries.

However, even if Muddy Face can control the tissues of its own body, it still needs to give orders through the brain and central system-so, as long as the head is chopped off from the beginning, Muddy Face is not justified.

"I'm curious, how did you find out that this is a disguise from Mudface. Are you not afraid that you will kill Gordon's daughter with your own hands?"

"The red thorns outside have withered a bit, but based on this, I can be sure that my partner is not here."

The thorns and vines outside the base are the product of little Zyra's ability, and also the "tableware" for her to absorb nutrients through photosynthesis.Therefore, from the degree of withering of the plants, Jacques immediately judged that Zyra was not here.

Of course, what Jacques did not say was that the more important reason why he judged that "Barbara" was a fake was the smell.

On the night of exchanging bodies with Kate, Barbara slept with Jacques as a pillow, so he is very familiar with the smell of Barbara's body.

When he smelled the muddy face disguised as Barbara rushing towards him, Jacques had already got the answer.Appearance and voice can be disguised, but the smell of the body cannot be concealed.

"Since you have discovered that this is a trap, why didn't you escape earlier, or do you want to surrender and repent of your crime?"

"Don't play dumb, Amanda Waller, you should know who's responsible for what's going on out there - I need to meet and talk to you."

Hearing what Jacques said, there was an ugly sneer from the other end of the headset.

"Okay, it's okay to talk—"

"I'll have a good talk with your dead body."

Di di di
A few inaudible small voices suddenly sounded from the muddy head in Jacques' hands.

not good!

Jacques who reacted immediately threw Mudface's head out with one hand, and in less than a second, a huge explosion roared in front of Jacques, and the mud with a burnt smell was blown everywhere .

Jacques, who was overturned by the shock wave of the explosion, rolled on the ground, adjusted his posture immediately, and rushed towards the door.

But suddenly, Jacques felt a icy chill—not a reminder of danger, but a real physical cold.

Gala!

A thick layer of frost appeared at the door without warning, blocking Jacques' way.

"Shashasha, don't you think where is Shasha? My suicide squad is already there. Shasha, you have nowhere to escape—"

Jacques stomped on the badly damaged headset on the ground. Just as he was thinking about how to break through the ice barrier, another chill rose up his spine—this time it was really a reminder of a crisis instinct.

boom!
Jacques turned his head, the dagger in his hand was horizontally in front of his forehead, just in time to block a bullet that was aimed at his forehead.

It's not because Jacques reacts faster than bullets, but because he knows that the opponent will definitely aim at this position impartially.

In the hall at the end of the corridor, a man wearing a red and silver tight-fitting combat suit and a silver helmet with a round red lens on his head was using the sofa as a platform, with a gun still emitting blue smoke sniper rifle aimed at himself.

"Being able to block bullets with a dagger, it seems that you are not easy-but sorry, you are already on my death list."

Joaquin immediately knew the other's name, and there was no doubt that he was Floyd Lawton, the assassin known as Deathshooter.

Jacques knows very well that Deadshot is the world's top marksman, and it is meaningless to avoid his bullets. He can even use the bullet's rebound to kill the enemy.

However, Jacques already has sufficient experience with enemies using sniper rifles.

boom!call out!
The second shot rang out, but at the same time, the dagger in Jacques' hand came out without hesitation.

Bang!
The place Jacques was aiming at was the dead shooter's muzzle, so the throwing knife hit the bullet directly, and after splitting the bullet in two, he continued to fly towards the dead shooter's sniper rifle without diminishing momentum. .

(End of this chapter)