[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

"I have one last question." Flagg asked Amanda.

"Assembling such a group of... special people', what are you going to do?"

In this team, except for the little girl, everyone is a villain, and their personal lethality far exceeds that of a small group of fully armed soldiers.Moreover, they may backfire at any time.

Such a group of dangerous, sinful, and ready-to-be-sacrificed people are held in the hands of the "famous" Amanda Waller. Fleger doesn't think that Amanda will allow them to receive any easy tasks.

"If you want a wave of death squads, I can go..."

"No need." Amanda interrupted Fleiger's unfinished sentence. "As for what I'm going to do...it's a secret. You only need to know one thing - that is, you are working under my hands now, and you will do whatever I want you to do."

Flagg laughed at Amanda's arrogant and authoritarian attitude.

"You're not the only one with connections in the military, Waller. I can change things with just a phone call and reporting your crazy plan."

Amanda was confident, she even took out her mobile phone, and looked at Flaige with slightly protruding eyes: "The phone is here, you can call anytime. But..."

This ruthless black woman smiled with complete control, "If the X Task Force' plan is cancelled, your beloved girlfriend will also be sent here, and then tied to the bed board by the prison guards every day." The day was injected with potion, and he lived like a vegetable."

"The guards in this prison are different from those in other places. They have some special hobbies'. You should have heard of some of them. Right?"

"..."

Flaige, who had been poked into his weakness, finally weakened his momentum.

--what?

Little Angie on the side tilted her head and blinked, looked at Amanda, and then at Flagg, feeling that this scene was really familiar.Her pale pink eyes were full of confusion.

——Why was this person also threatened?Aren't they on the same side?

Flage glanced at Angie behind Amanda inadvertently, and the regret in his heart became stronger and stronger.

——When seeing this woman threaten a child with Harley Quinn, Flagg knew how cruel her heart was.

But he didn't expect that he would be threatened by her with the same trick.

"I should have thought that there would be such a day." Flaige held his forehead, full of grief and indignation.

Amanda smiled, seemingly satisfied.She took a step forward and said something softly with a smile, she didn't know whether it was comfort or ridicule.

——"Everyone has weaknesses."

And she is nothing more than holding this weakness in her hands and turning it into a bargaining chip to win a win-win situation.

Amanda doesn't see herself as a gambler, she's a banker.And the dealer—the one who always wins.

"Come on, get to know them. After all, they will work under you in the future."

Flagg: "..."

He was silent for a moment and followed.

Little An Qi tilted her head to watch them walk out of the door one after another, and silently pursed her lips.

——Two weird people.

One is badass and one is... really stupid.

Daddy said: Sometimes, insignificant weaknesses have to be erased before they are discovered by outsiders.

What is a girlfriend?Not a partner.Since there is no way to protect it, why keep it.

Little Angie, who didn't know that her girlfriend was also a "partner", hated Freig in her heart

After two steps out of the door, Amanda paused.She turned around and glanced at An Qi, and ordered indifferently, "Follow."

She is not at ease if the child is not under her nose.

Angie?

I saw the little girl pouted, and reluctantly responded: "...Oh."

After walking a few cells with Amanda, Angie was surprised that she didn't see Mummy Halle again, which made Angie a little disappointed.

Not only Uncle Lawton and Uncle Jones are imprisoned here, but also Uncle Flame (the Vengeful Demon) whose name is unknown.

It's just...their "wards" suck compared to Arkham!

Especially Uncle Flame.They actually put him in a big jar?It's too much!

While clenching her fist angrily, the little girl added a few more to the list of people she wanted to save.

After Mummy is rescued, send Uncle Lawton and the others back to Arkham, they cannot be allowed to suffer here.

"Ah!" The dead shooter who was brought to the training ground sneezed, unaware of Angie's "good intentions".

Deadshot was the last person Amanda and Flagg saw here, after all, the prison guards had just finished torturing him.So Amanda kindly let him take a break.

Various weapons were placed on the table in front of the dead shooter, ranging from small pistols to large submachine guns.After the prison guards escorted him over, the first words of Fleiger were - "uncuff the handcuffs".

"What?" Grigos, the warden, was shocked, "Do you know what this guy is capable of?"

Actually let the dead shooter let his hands return to freedom in front of a pile of guns?What's the difference between that and courting death!

"Untie it." Fleger ordered sharply.This was the last one, and he didn't want to waste time on useless questions.

Since we have to fight together with this team of villains in the future, we must fully understand their abilities.Especially the marksmanship in front of him has been passed down as a deadly shooter.

After the dead shooter was untied, he looked at the weapon in front of him and sneered: "What? Are you going to charge me with another jailbreak?"

As he said that, Deadshooter glanced at the firearms on the table indiscriminately, and then looked around the surroundings through the gap between his eyes and Fleig's.His mind began to calculate the possibility of using these guns to deal with these people and the prison guards who heard the sound.But only if - the gun on the table is usable.

Furthermore...Dead Archer's gaze paused on Little An Qi, and he seemed to be casually asking, "Do you government officials bring children here?"

"It's none of your business." Amanda said blankly.

"I heard that you hit every shot and never miss it?" She raised her chin and signaled the dead shooter to get the gun. "These are all yours. Take the opportunity and show me your value, Lawton."

Death Archer shrugged and stepped forward lazily.He picked up a pistol and loaded it.

"Attention, you only have one chance." Flaige crossed his arms and reminded indifferently.

"Of course I know..." Deadshooter said so, but shifted his gun and pointed it at the warden Grigos.

"Oh...shit!" The warden turned pale in shock, "I just said it!"

Not only was he cursing Deathshooter, but he was also cursing Amanda in his heart.

The prison guards were also making a noise, with their guns aimed at the dead shooter.

"Put down the gun!"

However, the dead shooter, who was aimed at by the black muzzles of many guns, laughed, as if he only had the warden in his eyes.

"What's for dinner tonight?"

Deadshot was only moved here last night.He doesn't want to eat that disgusting pig food that has everything in it.

Deadshooter was beaten by the prison guards today because he was dissatisfied with the breakfast and the warden's bad attitude and made harsh words.

"Put the gun down, bastard!" The prison guard closest to the dead shooter pressed his gun to his temple.But the dead shooter was full of smiles, and even had the heart to "point out" the prison guard: "It's useless for you to shoot at my temple. The moment before I lose consciousness is enough for me to pull the trigger and let your boss be buried with me." .”

"Look at your subordinates, Grigos." Deadshot looked at Warden Grigos with disdain and contempt, "They don't even know how to target the nerve center. Where did you call this group of miscellaneous people?" soldiers?"

"Shut up, bastard!" the prison guard was furious.

"Calm down!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Fergus yelled loudly, "Grigos, tell your men to put down their guns."

"Do as he says, Grigos," said Deadshot.

"Put down the gun." The warden said with a cold sweat on his brow.

Deathshooter snorted inwardly.

—— Such a coward, I don't know how he became the warden.

"What's for dinner, Grigos?" Deadshot asked the question again.

"Eat..." the cowardly warden with a strong desire to survive said flatteringly, "Eat what you want! You can do whatever you want. We are easy to negotiate, easy to negotiate..."

The warden's cowardly and cowardly appearance pleased the dead shooter.Of course he didn't really want to shoot.Especially after seeing little An Qi silently shaking her head at him.

"What are you afraid of, Grigos?" Deadshot twitched the corners of his mouth, eyes mocking, "The firing pin is flattened, and the bullets are training rounds. Even if I hit all your deadly points, you won't Nothing will happen. Now, who are you showing this timid and stupid look?"

——Inducing him to shoot, and then taking his own life logically?

Ah.He's not that stupid.

Deadshooter, who distrusted government personnel extremely, thought disdainfully.

Who knows, Amanda said: "You can try to shoot it."

"Don't listen to him!" the warden said in a panic.

He was ordered to prepare this gun, and he knew all too well if there was any problem.

The dead shooter hesitated for a moment, the muzzle of the gun pointed upwards, and he fired an empty gun.

--"boom!"

The loud sound of the live ammunition breaking out of the gun's chamber surprised the dead shooter.

"Giggle..." The little girl laughed shamelessly when she saw the warden's lingering fear, and then Amanda gave her a sideways look, puffing her cheeks and closing her voice.

—Hmph, scoundrel!

Amanda didn't care if the little girl was cursing herself or not.

"Now you have confirmed the authenticity, Lawton." Amanda said lightly, "I am the only one who can make you hold a real gun again. Now, show your housekeeping skills and reflect your value."

Deadshot?

Deathshooter lowered his head and smiled, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Next, it is his exclusive performance time.

——After all, you can only negotiate terms after you have demonstrated your value.

……

At this time, the other end of the United States.

"You let him go just like that?" Tony stared in disbelief.

Bruce, who had changed his bat suit, lowered his eyes, his blue eyes full of deepness.

"The clown's gang is getting bigger and bigger, and Arkham can't stop him." After all, Bruce still has to stay in New York to track down Angie's news with Tony.No one can stop the Joker without Batman.This is not about the level of strength, but whether the clown himself is willing or not.

Not everyone can get the Joker to be as "interested" in Batman.The way he picks out "friends" is very picky.

"Oh, so you know that Arkham can't hold that lunatic!" Tony sneered sarcastically, but in fact he was a little angrily. "You just let him go? That's not Batman's style."

"He already knows who Batman is, Tony," Bruce said quietly.

Since the clown broke through this layer of window paper, everything has changed from the original.

"What did you say?!" Tony heard this, and he was more shocked than knowing that Bruce let the clown swagger away.

"So I'm going to change my plan." Bruce turned his head and looked out the window with deep eyes.

Sometimes, dealing with a villain is like pressing a spring.The more pressure you apply, the greater the pressure to bounce back.

If you can't completely suppress it, it's better to be fully prepared and kill it with one blow!

Angie's appearance surprised Bruce, and it will be an uncontrollable factor in the future.But now, Bruce had to admit that her appearance made him see an opportunity.

—a chance...to collar a mad beast and stop him from doing evil.

……

Gotham.

In a villa.

"Boss, you're back so soon?" Paul was a little surprised.Batman actually...

"Isn't it a surprise? I'm also surprised 'ah Paul." There was a weird smile on the clown's pale face.

——His old friend actually changed his routine.It really made him feel fresher, just like when he first met him.

But right now, that's not the most important thing.

"Where are they? Paul." The clown turned to him and asked.

If Paul hadn't sent a message saying that the "patients" in Arkham had finally disappeared one after another, thus finding the trace of Harley, he wouldn't have returned so soon.

Of course, this news is unique to him.He is not as broad-minded as that mutant, and he actually shares it unconditionally.

"This matter is a bit complicated, boss." Paul's face was a little dignified, "Gotham's officials don't know when a new law was implemented. Many criminals with extraordinary abilities have been marked as terrorists, and transferred Arrived at a new place to be imprisoned."

"Where did Quinn, Deadshot, Killer Croc and Boomerang, who were driven out of Gotham by Batman go? Miss's are from the same batch."

"Not surprisingly, Miss An Qi was also brought there."

"Location." The smile on the pale-skinned man with a slightly sick face widened, seemingly satisfied.

"In patches of swamp in Louisiana."

"Swamp?" The clown tilted his head slightly, with an exaggerated expression, as if annoyed.

"Oh, that's not the place for my girls."

"Boss, what should we do next?" The loyal confidant Paul asked his boss for the next order.

Unexpectedly, he said in an unclear manner: "Bring the car over here, let's go for a drive."

After speaking, he threw himself into the sofa, looked up and laughed.Amidst the startling and frightening laughter, the deep green eyes of this green-haired man narrowed dangerously, hiding the dark fire burning inside.

"a ha ha ha……"

— Girls, are you ready?A new game is about to start.

This time, we don't bring the little bats.