Brand Master [Comprehensive Yingmei]

The aliens who invaded New York came from the planet Cybertron.

The internal strife on this planet for millions of years has continued to the earth. These huge and destructive mechanical life forms fought desperately with each other, and New York was severely damaged.

But even such a mechanical life form is vulnerable to the Kryptonians. It didn't take long for the Justice League to solve the battle and save the precarious New York.

In New York, televised newspapers trumpeted superhero chants.

Washington, the stumbling cub is calling helplessly.

In Jason's pocket was the emergency alarm for Batman. He clutched the alarm tightly and pressed the button countless times in vain. Amid the sharp pain, his thumb holding the alarm was bloody and trembling. wordy.

In the huge and empty parking lot, the lonely boy repeatedly searched in vain among the neatly arranged vehicles.

His voice was hoarse and his whole body was trembling, but he was struggling to look at the dark windows one after another, hoping that the cunning and deceitful woman would jump out from behind the next car and say this with a smile. just a joke.

But in the next second, in those empty carriages and deep mirrors, Jason seemed to see those vague and malicious figures again.

In the abandoned factory, those people approached Vera with a sneer.

... Amidst his loud screams and roars, Vera raised her head, and her lake-green eyes passed through the shadows and landed on him, calm as before.

Countless hands grabbed her from behind, grabbed her skirt indiscriminately, and dragged the woman roughly into the dark abyss.

"Vera—!"

This was the nightmare he feared the most in hundreds of long nights, this was the devil he feared most in the depths of his heart, Jason never knew that he would be so weak, with this hesitation and helplessness that even he loathed and spurned. measures.

How can I be so useless.

How can I make her disappear in front of me, how can I not think of a way, how can I not find her! !

"Don't—Vera, don't do this."

Feeling the dull pain rising from deep in his lungs and the crying in his voice, Jason clenched his lips tightly, his vision became extremely blurred in an instant, as if covered by a thin layer of water light.

His eyes were hot.

Cold sweat drenched his forehead, hair and clothes. In a daze, Jason was grabbed by a slender arm. The opponent was so strong that he almost clamped the almost crazy cub with one hand.

Jason had never seen Mary like this.

This blond female assistant, who has always been brushed around by Vera and always reprimanded Vera angrily, has a terribly calm expression at the moment, her eyes are dark and deep, her voice is hoarse and low, and she pauses every word:

"How long has Vera been gone?"

"Eight minutes ago, she—"

Jason managed to come back to his senses, and was about to speak, but was interrupted unceremoniously by the other party:

"She disappeared in the blink of an eye, didn't she?"

Mary was obviously suppressing some emotion, she yelled angrily, "Answer me!"

"……Yes!"

Shame climbed up in large swaths, covering his entire heart. Jason only felt something hot roll down from his eye sockets, smashing all his dignity, all vain fantasies, and all self-righteousness to pieces.

The next moment, the blond woman seemed to be unable to control her anger anymore. Suddenly, a murderous aura erupted from her body, which seemed to destroy the world. Ghost.

Jason's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he almost stopped breathing.

In this violent and killing intent that devoured everything, he saw the familiar yet unfamiliar blond woman gritted her teeth and said a word.

It's not English...like, it's French.

After that, he didn't know anything.

When he woke up again, Jason opened his eyes in a daze, and what he heard were hoarse and forbearing arguments.

"I said it a long time ago, I said it a long time ago that she shouldn't be allowed to leave! I fucking said it a long time ago! If she hadn't left us, it would be impossible for her to be kidnapped by that bastard. I will protect her—— "

"It's not about her leaving the Zhenglian, Green Lantern. Shut your mouth now or follow the Flash and go to New York to deal with those Cybertronians!"

"Ha! Are you guilty? She and Jason obviously have alarms on their bodies, and that child has sent so many calls for help to the Justice League—me!"

The familiar voice paused, then suddenly became weak, and said tremblingly:

"I, how could I, didn't notice..."

"...How could I ignore her plea for help?"

They saved tens of millions of lives, but not a single one answered the faint cry for help.

All sounds suddenly disappeared.

Jason only felt that his heart was being tightly grasped by the devil's claws, and the other party closed his palms, as if he wanted to crush this piece of throbbing flesh and blood.

Finally, a hoarse voice ended the dead silence.

"found it."

"It's right under the engine of this car," the man said.

The people who finally arrived were Batman, Superman, Green Lantern and Wonder Woman.

It's not that the rest of the people don't want to come, but that the Cybertronians have not been completely resolved, and there are many strange superpowers on the New York battlefield. Cyborg even saw a mechanical armor about as tall as him on the battlefield. Shuttle through.

The Justice League had to stay and pick up the pieces.

The former is New York, which has been severely affected by the disaster, while the latter is just the safety of ordinary people. As superheroes, they should have stayed in New York.

But the moment they received the news of Vera's disappearance, several people were about to explode.

Hal, who hadn't had any contact with Vera for more than two months because of his anger with Vera, almost went crazy. He regretted it terribly. Fly to Washington.

The monitoring of the parking lot was completely dark, the original security guard of the parking lot had long since died in the monitoring room, the waiter who helped Vera store the car disappeared, only Jason who knew the truth was unconscious, and even Mary disappeared.

The moment he found the clown card with his own hands, Batman's heart sank suddenly.

"It's Joker."

He said.

"The man who kidnapped Senna was that madman."

They searched all the way from Washington to Gotham, searched all corners, did not give Batman the slightest bit of attention and affection, tossed the entire underground world of Gotham, and even broke into Arkham to find clues .

After searching for half a day to no avail, when they returned to the parking lot to continue the investigation, they found a small scare box hidden under the engine of Vera's car.

"It is because we are confident that we will go to Gotham to investigate after we investigate the parking lot, so we dare to send someone over to place this thing."

Clark said with restraint, a hideous look flashed across his eyes.

When Jason woke up, the gift box covered in bright oil paint was just opened, and a clown doll with green hair and bright red lipstick jumped out of the box and let out a piercing laugh.

The shrill laughter that was no different from a clown in a circus lingered in everyone's ears. Batman reached out and crushed the doll, and found a mobile phone from it.

After repeated investigations, they found a video that had been prepared a long time ago in their mobile phones.

The screen flickered a few times, and a thin man with bright green hair and white paint on his face appeared in the picture like a clown doll. He was wearing a purple suit and seemed to be sitting in a dimly lit playroom with a background. The neon lights glow blood red.

This skinny and weird man is the Joker.

The moment he saw this person, Bruce's jaw clenched violently, and the last hope in his heart was shattered.

In the flickering bloody light, the clown on the screen was concentrating on typing on the keyboard with his head down. After a few minutes, with a smile on his face, he raised his head from the computer very happily and reluctantly, and looked at the camera. .

"It's nice to see me, isn't it? Bat?"

In front of the camera, the clown's eyes were astonishingly bright. He greeted Batman in front of the screen gracefully and presumptuously, and then changed his face in the next instant, persuading in extreme distress:

"Don't be angry, oh my dear, smile, smile. The world is so sweet and sweet that you have to smile at it."

Looking at the camera, the clown spread his hands, bent his back, and said enthusiastically:

"It's great baby Vera to make this world look like this. I have to say, I love her to death - don't rush to argue, I really love her, I love what she made All kinds of surprises, I love the image she created for you, I love the world she built little by little, little bat, your treasures can always surprise me, this world, this world that fanatically worships heroes, is really wonderful .”

The voice was as slippery and sticky as a snake and cold, even through the screen, they could feel the undisguised malice and nervousness.

"Your girl, no, by the way, she's mine now, and guess what, where is my baby Vera now?"

"Let's play a game, little bat."

This lunatic with a strange description and a hoarse voice opened his eyes wide, and let out a low laugh from his throat, his eyes were full of madness and bloodshot:

"See you next time."

Amidst the strange laughter, the screen went completely black, and the phone began to ignite spontaneously for no reason, emitting a smell of burnt smoke.

Before the phone blows up completely, Bruce finds a suspicious coordinate from the self-destruct program.

When Jason and Diana were still a little dazed, Clark and Bruce glanced at each other. They didn't know what agreement they had reached. Superman raised his hand and grabbed Hal, turned and left the parking lot.

They quickly split into two groups, Bruce stayed in the parking lot, and Clark rushed to the South Pole indicated by the coordinates.

"The bloody neon lights behind the clown are thrown out of sequence, and when put back together it becomes the French word 'time game'."

Facing Diana and the two rushing people in the communicator, Bruce explained quickly while continuing to retrieve the vehicle fingerprints.

On the other side, Clark in flight continued naturally:

"In the first few minutes of the screen recording, the game he was playing with his head down was "Abyss". Judging from the level music, he should have just played the novice level."

As far as the clown's madness is concerned, his confession to Vera, the time game, and the next level are enough to explain the problem.

He is using Vera's existence to create puzzles. He just wants to use means to make the Justice League mess up. He just wants to stir up disputes and force the Justice League to destroy the world's vision and hope for Chaoying.

He didn't want Batman to be completely brought into the bright world by Vera, he wanted to drag the superhero back into that foul-smelling mud.

After realizing this, Clark, who had been using all his strength to restrain his anger and impulsiveness since he knew Vera was missing, suddenly calmed down.

His whole body seemed to be in the ice, and his mood and thinking returned to normal in an instant. He heard himself saying with unprecedented reason and depression:

"Don't be distracted by the enemy's provocations and tricks, Green Lantern."

"What about Vera?"

Hal gritted his teeth, lowered his voice, "What about Vera?"

"The clown won't touch her for a while - the game has just begun, and it will progress step by step along time."

Bruce replied, while deciphering the information, he arranged, "Let Cyborg investigate the source of the signal, Lanternman, after you participate in the investigation of the Antarctic coordinates, return to New York immediately to take over Cyborg's work."

During the high-speed flight, Clark could see Hal's unwillingness to evacuate at a glance. Before Hal could speak, he asked in a deep voice:

"After being played by Hydra, do you still want to experience another public opinion backlash and turn against your friends?"

The lethality of these words was so great that Hal's face turned pale, and the scene of Vera being hugged by Captain America half a year ago couldn't help flashing through his mind.

Clark left with a cold face.

"I'm not you."

Facing the icy wind in the frost and snow of Antarctica, the man's heart seemed to be frozen in half, and the blood in his body was tinged with chill.

The moment he found the location, he leaned down and shattered the entire huge iceberg with one punch.

"I won't...make that mistake again."

The hard iceberg turned into crystal clear powder, and when Superman flew by, he was hidden into the strong wind. He gritted his teeth and felt as if he had become another person.

He won't make that mistake again.

This time, he won't let Vera hold on to the pain and wounds to stay awake, he won't let Vera criticize in a tone of disappointment and distrust, and he won't let Vera feel relieved when Batman arrives up.

——I don't care if the world treats me well or badly, I don't care about public opinion, I don't care about the reputation of superheroes.So what if it's good, so what if it's bad?I've been through it all.

However, these honors and gentleness are woven by you... I will protect them.

In the coordinate location is another coordinate that needs to be deciphered.

With the support of the steel skeleton, Clark immediately went to the second deciphered coordinate location. After going back and forth three times, he found the "second" scare box in the seabed mud of the Great Barrier Reef.

Bruce, who was investigating step by step along the installation clues of the first scare box in the parking lot, immediately launched a remote connection with Clark, and the seven members of the Justice League connected to this channel at the same time.

In the ice and snow, Clark opened the scare box in front of everyone, but the expected clown doll did not pop out. In addition to a special clown doll data disk, he found a small one with a ribbon from the box. Wrapped cloth bag.

He untied the ribbon, the silk cloth spread out, and the soft object wrapped in the cloth bag finally fell out.

It was a crumpled, blood-stained bodice.

The familiar white musk is as sweet as the aroma of peaches and grapefruits.

But in this moment of sweetness, Clark only felt that something plunged into the depths of his soul and smashed everything about him.