Dressed in a superhero shell to save the world [Comprehensive British and American]

"Louise?" their colleague and friend Jimmy Olsen yelled, stumbling over and leaning on the table. "Where are you going?"

Louise, who was pushing through the crowd, hesitated for two seconds. She wasn't sure whether she was thinking of Clark, Superman, or something else.

But Clark Kent is a nice young man, isn't he?

A voice spoke softly in her heart.

"It's nothing." Finally the female reporter said nonchalantly, "The room is too stuffy, I'll go get some ventilation."

Not a word was said about Clark running out the door.

At this time, people are too busy to take care of themselves, and it is difficult to pay attention to who is missing around them.

She ignored Jimmy's greetings, and impatiently kicked off the high heels hanging from her feet, carrying them in her hand, and sprinted [-] meters outside the office.

"...You don't seem to be suffering, but you are about to suffocate to death." Jimmy Olsen muttered looking at her back.

**

"Superman." Batman's voice came from another city, interrupting the thoughts of the superhero floating in midair.

"What's wrong?" Superman blurted out his question before realizing that Batman couldn't hear him.

He subconsciously rummaged through his pockets, remembering that the communicator lent to him by the Gotham vigilante last time was put in the file bag in the living room of the rental house, and was completely ignored by the owner because he had no chance to use it. As for the mobile phone... You can't expect Superman to hold a phone while flying.

Why can't we communicate with our thoughts or brain waves?

Why didn't the system develop such a convenient new function?

System: "Although you are one person, you are not alone. My words sound strange, but you should understand. I can be a microphone, but at that time you have already taken the communicator."

A gust of red-blue wind blows over the metropolis.

For a long while, Superman was still flying in place, as if he hadn't moved.

"What's the matter?" He held the gadget from the Batcave in his hand and repeated what he had just said.

Batman: "Leaving the communicator at home?"

"……It does not matter."

"Remember to put one on your uniform collar, don't give me a chance to remind you the next time we meet again." Batman said with a pun, "This is putting yourself in trouble."

"..."

Grass (a kind of plant).

"I heard more than Robin's voice beside you. Are you outside? During the day?"

"That's why I'm calling you. The Suicide Squad was 'invited' to Metropolis by Lex Luthor, the Joker planted a dirty bomb in downtown Gotham, and I'm temporarily stuck, so you'll have to deal with the trouble yourself .”

"No problem, leave the Metropolis to me." Superman's relaxed tone came from the communication device, "I've been looking for a chance to beat Luther up for a long time."

"Dangerous speech." Robin next to Batman couldn't help asking his mentor, "Can he control his strength?"

Batman's answer is simple but powerful: "He can."

Robin said: "I didn't think Superman would say something like that... I thought he was the type who never got angry."

This time the Dark Knight looked at him slightly surprised: "What gave you the illusion?"

Isn't it how peaceful and friendly you two get along?

After slandering, Robin said seriously: "The human army fired shells at him before. Or we threw kryptonite on him, and Superman didn't get angry at Nightwing."

Batman corrects him: "The former and the latter are two different things."

Can this be compared side by side?

Kryptonite is the result of a good negotiation, with the consent of the person.

Robin choked for a moment: "...Even if they are not the same thing, Superman has a pretty good temper."

"Most of the time. But you have to see Lex Luthor's speech to understand Superman's anger."

Luther fired the map cannon.He's not just taking aim at Superman -- who's taking the brunt of it -- but he's reaching out to heroes who have no conflict of interest and are merely connected to Superman.He's trying to establish the idea that superhumans can't be trusted unless they're strictly under the supervision of ordinary people, or more specifically, 'Lex Luthor'.

He wants to subjugate the forces that are above human beings.

The problem is that he doesn't see the masses other than himself as fellows either.

An outright egoist, no matter how much honey he wraps in his words, he can't hide the knife hidden in his belly.

"It's like he set the suicide squad's primary target in the metropolis. On the surface, it was to solve the super villain metal man who was rampant in the city, but we all know that the metal man once belonged to him, this is just a play on the spot to guide public opinion .”

They find time to discuss while hunting for the Joker's dirty bomb.

"In the process of formulating his plan, he didn't consider causing casualties to ordinary people." Batman pursed his lips coldly. "This presidential candidate only has himself in his mind. You have to treat him as a so-called human supremacist." It would be a big mistake to call him 'Luther Supremacist'."

"But I still can't quite figure out his purpose."

"Superman is bound to take care of his enemies, and that's not enough to undermine people's trust in him. So what good does this plan do for Luthor?"

Robin frowned in thought.

After a while, he suddenly raised his hand and buried his face in his palm forcefully.

"what happened?"

"Batman, I don't know if I should say it, but I think I know Luthor's purpose."

"……Tell me."

"He wants you to fight!" Robin couldn't help but raise his voice because he didn't care to prevent others from overhearing the conversation, because it was so absurd and funny, "Think about why we left Gotham last time ?Assuming that the clown didn't stop us at the critical moment, the bat machine has landed at the Metropolitan Airport! We need to catch the criminals who ran out of Gotham, and Superman solved them in advance, maybe the action was a little rough , if you didn’t know each other before, what would you think when you saw this scene?”

"We'll investigate him, we'll be wary of him, and that hostility will only become more pronounced when we find our opponents too difficult to beat."

"If there is another accident in the process, such as Batman discovering Superman's true identity, I'm afraid it will develop into an endless situation."

Originally, it was difficult for two people with the same tough personality to get along well in a short period of time.

This kind of thing is not uncommon among ordinary people. The only difference is that the conflicts and misunderstandings of ordinary people never end in blood and death.

Lex Luthor does have good intentions.

But the problem is——

"We all know that you and Superman are friends." The masked young man said angrily, "Luthor doesn't know."

After hearing this logical insight, Batman was rarely stunned.

And such a thing?

Being egged on by an opponent to hit myself?

Luther's luck must have gone with his hair.

In the metropolis, Superman held the metal man by the neck, and brought this super human who was transformed into a metal body and a kryptonite heart when he was dying, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Lex Group that are cleaned every day and are as clean as new.Kryptonite radiation and the opponent's struggle made him ache all over, but under Luthor's slightly squinting, seemingly smug gaze, Superman raised his head and let out a series of hearty laughter.

"Does kryptonite have hallucinogenic effects?" Luther asked his secretary without looking back, "Maybe you can take a picture of this scene, Mercy, and submit it to the Daily Planet for the supporters of the Children of Light in Metropolis to see." The way he looks when he's insane."

"I'm laughing at you." Superman was panting because of exhaustion. The kryptonite on the metal man's chest had too much influence on him, but the young man who was in pain and trembling was still laughing. The humans inside the building and the Kryptonians outside the building Looking at each other through the transparent glass, "Whether it is to cooperate with the Sky Eye Society, to set the suicide squad's first action target as the metal man, or to let them fight in the urban area to lure me to appear, in order to reduce the loss, I have to deal with it myself." Metal man and kryptonite... so far I think your plan is pretty good."

"But getting Batman to fight me? One has to kill the other? Are you serious?"

"I thought only kids at Nightwing's age would like to watch Harry Potter."

The human's green eyes darkened.

"You're crazy, Superman." He said softly, his tone was similar to that of Krypton's deputy commander half a month ago, "I won't admit your slander. What good does that do me?"

"Who knows... um." The metal man grabbed Superman by the hair and lifted him up, punching him in the stomach. Superman pushed him back with his heat vision, but he could only stand against the wall.His voice was still confident, without any panic, "Maybe you want to use Batman's hand to kill me?"

Luther smiled disdainfully.He took two steps back and said to his secretary: "There is no need to watch this kind of brutal beast fight. Let's go, Mercy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Superman breathed out another puff of frosty cold air.They fell on the place where the thermal line of sight had passed before. Under the alternating blows of extreme cold and extreme heat, the bulletproof windows that the Lex Group spent a lot of money finally overwhelmed, making an ominous creaking sound.

Metal people don't care what their employers and enemies communicate.

His ugly skull squeezed out a ferocious sneer, looked at the metropolitan hero who was powerless to resist under him, rushed up again, held down the head that was so sought after by the world, and slammed it heavily on the glass behind Superman .

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the bulletproof window was torn apart. Luther suddenly turned around with a tense expression, while Superman threw the metal man into the room with great force, like a cannonball.

Lex's female secretary drew her gun in an instant.

"Wait a minute—" Luther didn't have time to stop.

The special bullet collided with the metal core, and the flames scattered.

"I'm sorry. It's all the metal man's fault." Superman finally got up from the ground, and spread his hands innocently at the property victim, "This is the study room? I'm really sorry if you lost any confidential documents. For the sake of I'm sorry, I'm going to contact the Fire Law Enforcement Team now—I'll leave the follow-up treatment of the metal man criminal to you, Luthor, I believe you are experienced enough."

He turned and flew out of the room, with the Lex Group behind him emitting flames and billowing smoke.

"Boss...?" Miss Secretary flinched involuntarily under Luther's stern expression, "What should I do next?"

"Give this waste to the police, and find a chance to dispose of it." Lex stared coldly at the unconscious metal man, "I'm far from failure, arrogant and arrogant and don't know the so-called aliens."

How naive, who said that there can only be one link in the plan to kill the enemy?

Especially, when this opponent is still extremely difficult.

"Ever read the Bible, Mercy?"

"Boss?"

"Romans 5:8, 'But in this God showed us the love of Christ, that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.'" He brushed aside the Suicide Squad roster, which read Joan the Witch. Munn's name was highlighted in red, and then he took out a newspaper clipping and raised the corner of his mouth at the report that people praised Superman on it, "People should express their gratitude to me...I will give Superman the opportunity to love all mankind."

His secretary shuddered at the boss's ominous allusion.

"Wait, there's one more thing." Lex Luthor sat up straight suddenly, "Let me investigate, what is the relationship between Superman and Batman?"

What's so funny about this plan?Why can't the two of them fight? !