I just want to live a peaceful life in DC world

Chapter 134 Suicide Squad
In the dark night, a Black Hawk helicopter flew over Gotham.

In the cabin, there were four members of the Suicide Squad sitting. To be precise, there were five members including the full bag of yellow mud packed in a large suitcase.

"Don't keep such a bad face, chick. It's just a confiscated weapon. Look at me, how many boomerangs have I lost? It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but as long as you develop a relationship with the new weapon after a while It's over."

Captain Boomerang babbled at the katana, but the latter ignored him, and just looked sullenly at the demon sword Soul Reaper, which was held tightly by Deathshooter.

"Didn't anyone tell you that you'd better not talk if you can't comfort people, Captain Dart. Oh wait, did your midtown gangsters kick you out for that? ?”

Killer Frost folded his arms behind his head and looked at Captain Boomerang mockingly, or immediately darkened.

"First of all, I am called Captain Boomerang instead of Captain Dart, you remember it for me; secondly, we are called Rogue Gang instead of Rogue Gang; thirdly, I have not been expelled from Rogue Gang, and the group of brats wait for me to finish this time." After the task is commuted and released from prison, I will go back and settle accounts with them."

"I think you should just sign a long-term contract under Waller. I think you can only throw boomerangs. Even if you return to Midtown, you will probably be caught again soon."

"Huh? I don't want you, the degraded version of Captain Cold, to say that, oh yes, how about I match you up, I think you and that bastard Snart are quite a good match."

"Hey! Who are you calling the degraded version? Can I put your monkey head in ice to calm down—"

"Enough! Shut up, everyone."

The death shooter shouted angrily, temporarily quieting down the scene where the smell of gunpowder was gradually getting stronger.

"If Waller abides by the agreement, this will be the last time I act-I don't want to crash the plane because of your boring quarrel before dawn. After the matter is over and Waller lets us go, you will go find a Where there should be fights, fights and cannons, no one cares about you."

Feeling the anger of the dead shooter, Killer Frost and Captain Boomerang both closed their mouths unwillingly.

"Of course, the premise is that Amanda Waller really follows the agreement. After all, we still have her bomb planted in our heads."

Katana opened his mouth suddenly, and said in a low voice.After the other three heard her words, they all looked at the large bag that was squirming slightly, and their faces were not very good-looking.

"She'll keep the promise—or she'll have to pay the price."

The death archer's voice through the metal mask clearly contained a chilling killing intent.

A moment later, with slight turbulence, the helicopter slowly landed downwards.

At this time, the helicopter had already flown out of the range of Gotham, and the target of landing was a mildewed warship moored outside the port.

After the helicopter came to a complete stop, Deadshooter, clutching the Demon Sword Soul Reaper, opened the hatch first, and jumped out impatiently, while Katana picked up the large bag containing the remains of Mudface and followed closely behind.

They were greeted by a small group of heavily armed Mold Army soldiers.

"Laughton, just give them what you have, and the helicopter will take you to—"

Amanda Waller's voice rang in his ears, but was immediately interrupted by Deadshot's icy voice.

"No, I want to meet you in person, Waller. You can detonate the bombs in our heads here, but I also have a large amount of explosives on me. Once detonated in a row, this warship may be sunk. You Wanted things get blown to pieces too, believe it or not."

After finishing speaking, Deadshot directly took off the headset next to his ear, and then threw it into the sea forcefully.

After seeing the actions of the dead shooter, Katana also followed him and threw the headset out, followed by the frost killer and the captain of the boomerang to do the same action with satisfaction.

If you don't have an interview, you don't have to talk. This was unanimously agreed by all members of the Suicide Squad.

The soldier of the mold army standing in front of the dead shooter was a little at a loss when he saw this scene, but soon he pressed the communicator next to his ear and whispered something.

"Yes sir, they're all thrown out. Um, uh ok. Um, got-"

After a while, the soldiers of the mildew army put away their weapons.

"Officer Waller agreed to meet with you, please follow me."

Everyone in the suicide squad breathed a sigh of relief, and then, surrounded by the small group of moldy soldiers, went down the deck and walked to the interior of the warship's cabin.

At the back of the cabin, the heavy metal hatch opened, and Waller sat behind a desk in a small room waiting for them.

"You all go out, tell the other soldiers not to come without my order, and get the helicopter ready, I will use it later."

After receiving Waller's order, the mildew soldier saluted respectfully, and then closed the hatch.

"You seem to have been promoted, Boss Waller, I remember that you didn't have so many people under you—"

"It's just because of this special situation that I, as the general manager of superhuman disasters, have temporarily obtained the authority to mobilize part of the naval force."

Facing Captain Boomerang's flattery, Waller didn't even look straight in the face, but just stared at the Imperius Sword held by Death Archer.

"My time is precious, and I have to hold a joint press conference with GCPD people later. Give me the things, and we will talk about other things later."

However, Deathshooter seemed to have no intention of handing over the object in his hand at all, and slowly shook his head.

"No, Waller, I'm afraid you have to delay the timetable. I need you to arrange surgery immediately to remove the bomb in our brains. This weapon will not be in your hands until we are safe."

"Ah!"

Waller sneered contemptuously, looked at Deathshooter coldly, and said arrogantly.

"You are all here, why are you still negotiating terms with me, Floyd Lawton?"

"Based on what I just told you, the explosives I carry on me are enough to sink this warship—ah!"

Crackling!

Suddenly, the dead shooter let out a scream of pain, and then accompanied by the sound of electricity, his tall body curled up on the ground and twitched.

The expressions of the rest of the members of the suicide squad also changed, but before they could do anything, the sound of electric currents sounded one after another, and they fell to the ground one by one.

The only person standing in the room was Amanda Waller, a fat black woman holding a small device that had fallen out of her cuff and pressing a button with her thumb.

"I know the explosives on your body, and I know even better than you-it will not detonate under the action of this voltage."

Waller walked up to Deathshooter, knelt down and picked up the Soul Reaper Knife in his hand.

"Welcome back, witch, you will return to my palm after all."

(End of this chapter)