Hong Fei, a redditor in American comics

A month ago, aliens descended on the earth and had an extremely fierce battle with Superman.

This battle involved multiple cities and regions, and even caused the earth to fluctuate violently in a short period of time. Some scientists who stayed next to the monitoring instruments even thought that the earth was about to be destroyed.

The most damaged city was Gotham City.

Wayne Tower was halted midway during the battle.

There were countless casualties throughout the city.

The perspective turns to Superman. After this battle, he did not stop his activities. Instead, he appeared in people's field of vision more frequently. Every time he appeared, a group or one person was saved by him.

The explosions and flames that Hong Fei saw that night were not that Superman was punishing evildoers, but saving people. Hong Fei also saw this incident on the news.It is speculated that Clark discovered the explosion while driving to New York, so he abandoned the car and flew back. After the rescue was completed, he flew back. The next day, he met Hong Fei on foot on the road. .

Superman repelled the aliens, knowing that only a few aliens came for him. His frequent appearances and rescue of humans regardless of their identity allowed him to accumulate unimaginable popularity in a short period of time.

So, in another city, people have begun preparing to build a statue of Superman.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are indeed not the same.

"There is less than a year and a half left." Hong Fei murmured in a low voice.

Superman and Batman will eventually fight.

But it would be premature to end with a word like "Martha."

Master Hong hopes that it can be more exciting.

One year and five months is enough for him to do a lot of things.

This isn't a flash of images and a reminder of "18 months later" between "Man of Steel" and "Dawn of Justice."

If the unblocking goes smoothly, then let it happen naturally in one year and five months.

If it doesn't go well, kill that Luther and actively make it happen at his own time.

Of course, the latter was only a backup plan under the "principle of leniency when predicting the enemy". Hong Fei actually did not think that he would achieve nothing in nearly a year and a half.

Putting away his cell phone, Hong Fei looked at the front of the car with unfocused eyes and called softly: "Arthur."

"gentlemen."

"Report your results."

"Okay, sir. Based on the names, general appearances and approximate addresses you provided, I found quite a few people."

"speak."

"The first one, Floyd Lawton, nicknamed "Deadshot". He is the most sought-after professional killer in the world, with a lethal range of up to 4000 meters. He is especially good at using 9mm pistols and Glint machine guns, revolvers, Flare guns, potato cannons, M1 carbines, rocket launchers, large-caliber short-barreled pistols, Uzi light automatic guns, grenade launchers, .44-caliber Desert Eagle pistols, muskets..."

The more Hong Fei listened, the brighter his eyes became, especially when he heard that the other party was good at certain large-caliber weapons. That was the cutie that Master Hong still fell in love with even after he became the Dragon King.

But Arthur read too long.

"Arthur, pick the key points."

"Okay sir, Deadshot specializes in many types of weapons, so it is also called the 'Human Armory'. According to the address you provided in Louisiana, I found a special area. Although it is called Bellry on the surface, husband's sanatorium, but in fact the management is very strict, and the internal system is not connected to the outside world. Through the analysis of the material transportation system and satellite monitoring, it was found that this is a special area with strict defense, and then through the personal equipment of the employees in the area The intrusion, which ultimately uncovered keywords like 'Floyd' and 'Deadshot,' determined that he was indeed being held at this location and that it was, in fact, a prison."

Hong Fei raised his eyebrows: "Very good, so what do you think of strict management and tight defense? With my current abilities and equipment, can I defeat them?"

"Okay." Arthur said without thinking.

Hong Fei smiled broadly: "Very good, I think you have become a little smarter. Now you have 'upgraded' from a paramecium to a coral polyp."

"Thank you sir. But the relationship between protozoa and cnidarians is not an upgrade."

Hong Fei's smile stayed on his skin: "I know, it seems you are still a paramecium. Keep going!"

"Floyd had a daughter and an ex-wife, and I discovered that his family are currently being closely monitored by a special unit."

"Target those who monitor them, scrutinize and infiltrate the department."

"Ok."

Family is Deadshot's biggest weakness, especially his daughter.

If the safety problem of his family cannot be solved, then even if Hong Fei takes him out of the nursing home, the other party can use this to blackmail him into walking back on his own.

Hong Fei's knowledge of DC is very ordinary, far less than his knowledge of Marvel.

Why does he remember this dead shot?

Because the opponent looks exactly like Will Smith, Master Hong focused on martial arts training in his previous life, but in addition to playing games, he still watches movies on weekdays.

At present, Hong Fei's own energy has been sealed and the Eye of Death cannot be used.With his excellent eyesight, strong body control and the superficial knowledge he heard from Frank about the key to sniping, he sniped and killed a district councilman and gang leader who was stacking Arhats, driving a train, and making sandwich biscuits hundreds of meters away. .

This is a very dazzling achievement, but compared to the dead-shooting 4000 meters, it is far behind.This is not a relationship multiplied by several times the distance. As the distance increases, the difficulty will also increase exponentially.

Secondly, the opponent is proficient in the control of many weapons, and many skill cards can be obtained from him in the future that will help improve Master Hong's gunplay ability.

Finally, he needs a super killer to create some cases that can arouse strong public attention.

"next."

"Sir, the name you mentioned is Harley Quinn. No clues matching the corresponding description have been found yet, but another woman named Harleen Quinn has been found. She is a psychiatrist at Arkham Asylum. "

"Hey?" Hong Fei's tone suddenly raised, "Are you sure she is still a doctor? What I am saying is, have you noticed that she has started to become different from before, whether it is a sudden deep depression, or Are you crazy?"

"Sir, I have hacked into all her personal devices and home cameras, and based on a comprehensive analysis of her facial expressions, behavior, and chat history, I have found that she does not have the symptoms you mentioned so far. However, she has indeed been in trouble recently. , she would often stay up late into the night for a patient."

"Patient? Clown?"

"Yes, code name J."

Hong Fei's eyebrows moved downward, and after a while he said: "Help me ask her out."

"What time?"

"My off-duty time, as soon as possible."

"Ok."

"next."

"Dig Harkness, nicknamed 'Captain Boomerang'. An Australian, he has visited every bank in Australia at least once, and now he has arrived in the United States and is currently planning a bank robbery in Central City.

Chado Santana, nicknamed 'The Revenge Demon'.A former gang member, he has the ability to control the body's fire. During a debt collection process, he once burned down a house where local gang members gathered, but found some innocent women and children inside. So the guilty Chado surrendered to the police and was sentenced. death penalty.Also currently at Bellerive Nursing Home.

Waylon Jones, nicknamed 'Killer Croc'.Born with an atavistic disease, his body keeps growing scales, eventually becoming more and more like a crocodile.Currently imprisoned in Bellerive Nursing Home. "

Hearing this, Hong Fei nodded and commented: "Hmm, so, Deadshot, Revenge Demon and Killer Croc were shot at Belle Reve Prison in Louisiana, Boomerang is in Central City, and Harleen Quinzein is in Arkham. So, what’s the most important one?”

"June Moore, archaeologist, is currently being closely supervised by Amanda Waller."

"address."

"Washington DC."

"Monitor all of Amanda Waller."

"Sorry sir, her alert level is very high, and she is still invading slowly, otherwise she may cause the other party to notice."

"you are too slow."

"Sir, if there are more servers, I can be faster and I can grow through learning."

"There will be. But you know, my money is still in the bank."

Hong Fei put one hand on the steering wheel and scratched his itchy arm with the other.

June Moore is an ordinary archaeologist, but her body turns into a very powerful "enchantress".The witch's magical power is very powerful. At its peak state, it can even use the transformed teeth to cut Superman's body. However, the witch was just released at this time. Although the magical strength is very good in comparison, from Hong Fei's perspective, It looks just average.

The Witch, Harleen, Deadshot, Killer Croc, The Revenge Demon, Boomerang.

This is Hong Fei’s ranking.

It has nothing to do with strength, it just represents how much Hong Fei attaches importance to them.

Logically speaking, the witch ranks first in terms of strength and respect. Hong Fei should first kill Amanda Waller, get the witch's heart, and then control the witch to achieve many things that he cannot do with his current ability. to things.

However, the road must be walked step by step.

Amanda Waller is a good chess piece. She can put more pressure on the upper levels of government through the perspective and knowledge of this black woman. It would be a pity to kill her now.

So the most practical thing is to go to Bellerive Prison first to fish out Deadshot, Killer Croc and the Revenge Demon, and simultaneously kidnap Harleen from Arkham, while also keeping Boomerang from committing suicide in Central City. , the witch will be ranked last.

There was a soft sound, and the passenger door opened. Policewoman Cora sat in with a twist of her butt, and then threw a map to Hong Fei.

An area of ​​streets on the map is covered with red lines.

"That's our patrol area, let's go!" Cora said while fastening her seat belt.

Hong Fei glanced twice, put down the map and drove off.

It is said that few people in the Marvel Cinematic Universe have enjoyed the privilege of having Hong Fei as a driver. This little policewoman is lucky.

The vehicle drove to the patrol area, and Hong Fei pulled over and slowed down the vehicle and drove forward slowly.

After a circuit, Cora pointed to the supermarket not far ahead: "Park in the parking space at the intersection over there."

After parking the car, the two got out of the car one after another.

Cora: "Wait for me here. This area is relatively safe, but never let down your guard."

Hong Fei nodded.

Cora turned around and entered the supermarket.

He folded his arms and leaned against the car door, looking at the pedestrians coming and going, and felt the difference even more.

These people don't have any special feelings towards the police. When they glance at them casually, they feel like they see a street girl: they don't want the other person to appear in their field of vision when they have no need.This is the spirit of pulling up your pants and not recognizing anyone.

Of course, the above description only applies to white people.

If you are black...

Hong Fei glanced over and met a black young man face to face.

In an instant, the other party instinctively showed his empty hands in his pockets, and then lifted the hood on his head.When walking, his hands were deliberately kept in a position and posture that could be seen by Hong Fei.

Great, you can breathe.Hong Fei silently complained in his heart with an expressionless face.

Looking away, the other person immediately took a deep breath. 33 novel network

This is a very boring phenomenon.

Anti-discrimination has been implemented for more than 100 years, and its popularity remains unabated. There is some truth in the saying “the more attention is paid to it, the more it is missing”.

By now, anti-discrimination has almost gone crazy, and other groups have become obsessed with it.

If we say they fought for equal rights, they did fight, but their struggle was insignificant compared to the strength of the opposition. Even if we abandon the development of modern industrialization, one-tenth of the population would fight against one-tenth of the population. Nine, why?

Just talking?Are you pitiful?Because you have no strength?

The ghosts of Indians are always watching you!

From beginning to end, those who have been discriminated against have never obtained any rights through their own efforts. All the rights they have today were given to them by real interest groups in order to grab more benefits.

In layman's terms, this is a chastity arch erected by those in power taking advantage of their existence.

That is entirely for others to see.

All the male thieves and female prostitutes were hidden behind this gorgeous archway.

This archway also has another name: Human Rights-American.

"What are you thinking about?" A call pulled Hong Fei back from his divergent thinking. He turned his head and saw Cora handing over a bag of donuts.

"Patrol is not easy. We can't just stay in one place, and we can't always drive. Only by walking by ourselves can we eliminate more hidden dangers that may occur."

Hong Fei nodded silently, took the bag and followed Cora's footsteps.

"You are lucky. I checked and the security situation here is not bad. There have been only more than 40 cases in the past year, and there are no serious crimes, so your gun may be of little use."

A year, more than 40 cases, less Hong Fei is not easy to judge, but since Cora said so, then just believe her for once.

This is two blocks away from the hotel bombing.

The two wandered around for a long time and found nothing special. At dusk, half of the donuts in the bag were gone.

Hong Fei didn't eat a bite, and Cora swallowed it all.

"Aren't you hungry?" Cora bit off most of the ring in one bite and frowned while chewing.

"Not hungry."

"Then you are not tired?"

"Not tired."

Cora nodded, her eyes showing satisfaction for the first time: "You have pretty good physical strength, which is very important. You will need it in future pursuits or violent actions."

Hong Fei nodded. He looked at Cora's flat belly and was a little worried about Neil. This bitch is very likely to become a big fat man in the future. Neil may be sat down to death, but Neil doesn't have any fat on his body. Less, maybe it can help him buffer.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the duty ended.

The two returned to the police station to hand over the car, and before parting outside the locker room, Cora said again: "Come early tomorrow. Also, your performance today is pretty good."

"Thank you."

Ten minutes later, Hong Fei put on his suit and left.

Before taking a few steps on the street, Constantine suddenly stuck his head out from the alley and waved to Hong Fei.

Entering the alley, Hong Fei said coldly: "Is something wrong?"

Constantine's face twitched: "Officer Hong, at least we are half partners, right?"

"There is no cooperation, only employment. What about the things I asked you to check?"

"Oh, it's not like you don't know. I was detained for most of the day. I finally managed to get rid of the suspicion and leave the police station. Where can I find the time to investigate?"

"Then you can go now."

"I know, that's what I plan to do. But before that, can we get to know each other more deeply?"

Hong Fei narrowed his eyes.

Constantine chuckled: "I'll treat you to the bar. How about it?"

After a three-second pause, Hong Fei nodded: "Okay."

"Haha, feel free, come on, get in the car!" As he said that, he stretched out his hand to hook Hong Fei's shoulder.

Hong Fei moved sideways and said, "Put your claws farther away."

Constantine is bisexual, and he has had more than one boyfriend. He has had ambiguous relationships with many men and women, and they may be comrades, enemies, or even non-human beings.

He is an exorcist, and he can also be a demon killer.

"Hey, okay, no problem." Constantine was not worried, put his hands in his pockets, and took Hong Fei into an old shabby car.

In the car, Hong Fei smelled some weird protein smell and couldn't help but frown.

"What did you do in the car?"

Constantine smiled without looking back: "I've done everything you can think of."

Hong Fei turned around and saw stockings, underwear and paper balls scattered on the seats behind him.

Lowering the car window, Hong Fei sighed heavily: "Aren't you disgusted?"

"What's so disgusting about my own self?"

"The stockings and bra are yours too?"

"That's not true, but I don't remember whose it is."

"Heh, you are driving this shabby car, and there are actually people willing to get in?"

"Only ugly people need cars to support their appearance, otherwise those girls wouldn't even look at him, but I'm different."

"You are poor and ugly."

Constantine shrugged: "I don't mind you saying that at all, but the girl who once lay in your position and yelled and was mentally and physically overwhelmed must not think so."

Hong Fei shifted uncomfortably and sighed: "I have to say, you disgust me."

Constantine laughed suddenly.

Not long after, the two came to the street where the hotel bombing occurred.

After getting out of the car and walking, Constantine raised his eyebrows at Hong Fei when passing by the police cordoned off area.

Hong Fei's eyes did not squint, and his face did not waver.

After passing that area, Constantine gave a thumbs up: "You are awesome, dare to think and do what you want. I have wanted to send that fat woman to hell a long time ago. But did you throw my phone there on purpose? "

"Yes."

Constantine's smile faltered. His question was actually a confirmation, but he certainly didn't expect that Hong Fei would admit it so frankly.

Finally, the two walked into a dark alley. Constantine stepped forward and knocked on the iron door, and then familiarly led Hong Fei into it.

Passing through the corridor and going down the stairs, the sound of loud and blaring music and noise suddenly hit us.

The lights were specially adjusted to burgundy, and the air was filled with various complex smells such as alcohol, tobacco, perfume, and sweat.

As soon as I saw it, every corner was filled with people. Those who didn't have a seat could only find a gap to stand. Most people's eyes were focused on the circular stage in the center.

There were steel pipes, iron cages, and chains. The scantily clad dancers were posing and posing, causing the audience to let out wave after wave of wolf howls. As the music progressed, their clothes became less and less, and sooner or later there was nothing left.

When Constantine entered such an environment, he immediately felt as if he had returned to his hometown. He would yell or whistle along with others very naturally. When a waitress wearing a special service uniform passed by, he would also pinch someone's buttocks. Put a small note into it.

If there is no money, what he will get is not a charming roll of eyes from the maid, but an extremely cruel competition.

After pinching three buttocks in a row, Constantine turned back and said with a smile, "How is it? Do you like this place?"

"Without further ado."

Hong Fei has no sexual interest at all in the women on the stage or in the passing waitresses.

"Tch, spoil the fun! Come with me."

After passing through the crowd, Hong Fei took off his suit jacket and stuffed it directly into the trash can in the corner.

Entering the box, the world suddenly became a lot quieter.

There were two rows of sofas, and there were drinks on the square table in the middle. Constantine picked up a bottle, unscrewed it, and drank it directly while raising his head and throwing his body straight on the sofa.

Putting down the bottle, he burped contentedly, then took out the cigarette, turned on the lighter with a clang, lit it, took a deep breath, and then exhaled thick smoke like a groan.

There is no decadence, only uninhibited dissoluteness.

Hong Fei took off his suit jacket, pulled off his tie with one hand, and stuffed them into the trash can.

Constantine sat up immediately when he saw this: "What are you doing? Those clothes are not cheap, are they?"

"Not expensive, ten thousand."

"Hiss!" Constantine gasped, stood up and rushed to the trash can to pick up his coat and pat it, "If you don't want it, you can give it to me. We are about the same height and shape, and I can wear whatever you can wear. "

Hong Fei unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, leaned back, and crossed his legs: "Then you should also need that tie."

"I have no shortage."

"Seven thousand."

Constantine immediately bent over.

Seeing him put the two things on the seat, Hong Fei said directly: "If you need money, you shouldn't be short of money."

Constantine chuckled disdainfully: "Is this what you rich people think?"

"Don't you know magic? There are some unique supernatural events that ordinary people can't solve. You can charge a high price."

"That's good, but people who need to solve problems usually don't have much money. People with money will naturally have other people to help. Moreover, magic comes at a price."

"You like money?"

"Of course! Who doesn't like money? If I had money, I could live here every day."

"You can have better."

"This is just better for me."

Hong Fei chuckled, lowered his head and straightened his sleeves and asked, "Really? Do you like sports cars? Limited edition ones."

Constantine blinked in surprise.

Hong Fei continued: "There are many kinds of women, including those who dance outside, those who work as waiters, and those who are models and stars, those who are career-oriented, family-oriented, political, scientific, and even heroic. Do you really only like the first two?"

Constantine blinked rapidly.

"Liquor can cost a few yuan, tens of hundreds, or tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands or even better; the same goes for cigarettes. Have you ever tried a cigar priced in the tens of thousands? Bet, you like to dig into your pockets and calculate. Are you thinking about how much you can bet in this round so that you won’t go hungry at the next meal, or are you sitting in a splendid hall, surrounded by women, enjoying the above-mentioned tobacco and alcohol, and carelessly pushing out the mountains of chips in front of you?”

"Okay, okay, you devil! This place is indeed better, but it is far from the best! Stop talking! I know it all!" Constantine was a little excited, maybe this was to break the defense.

Hong Fei shook his head and chuckled.

Apart from the family type, scientific research type and hero type, he has never enjoyed any of the others mentioned above.

But this doesn't stop him from bragging. At least, he can do it himself after seeing it, but he just doesn't want to.

Therefore, the awesomeness boasted by really awesome people is always easy to be believed by others, and Constantine has no doubts at all.

He put out the cigarette butt, took a sip of wine, and rubbed his face several times with both hands. After letting go, his expression suddenly became serious.

"who are you?"

Hong Fei smiled: "Why do you ask?"

"Breath! Everyone has a trajectory in their lives. Your breath will be left everywhere you pass. But you didn't. Your breath suddenly appeared on the outskirts of Gotham City, and then came all the way to New York. This is yours. All of them." Constantine looked into Hong Fei's eyes: "This is impossible."

"everything is possible."

"You are not from this world. Where are you from, heaven? Hell? Are you an angel? Or a demon?"

Hong Fei suddenly thought of the "Angel Wings" fusion card, which was six pairs of wings. It was originally intended for Zhao Hailun, but because there were not enough pad cards, he brought it over with him.

"What do you think?"

"I think... you are not a devil, let alone an angel."

"reason."

Constantine grinned: "I suspect that you are being targeted by the devil!"