[Comprehensive British and American] The vest system of the son of hell

"Indeed...it sounds very abnormal..."

Bloody Archer frowned and asked the Rat Catcher: "When did you find out?"

"just."

The mouse catcher girl raised her hand and got rid of the little mouse that was sitting on her shoulder: "It told me that there are no mice or cockroaches around, nothing at all."

"Why is this happening? The reason for Poison Ivy?"

Deadshooter suspects that the toxin naturally emitted by Poison Ivy prevents rats and cockroaches from approaching this area.

"The power of poison ivy does not make mice and cockroaches afraid to approach..." the mouse catcher said, "We walked with her all the way, and the mice and cockroaches along the road moved freely and normally."

"Not the poison ivy? What's the problem?"

Deadshot also narrowed his eyes.

He licks blood on the muzzle all day long, not afraid of death, but his daughter lives next door!

Anything that involves his daughter Zoe is a big deal!

"We must act now!" said Deadshooter. "At least Zoe must be kept safe! Do you have any suggestions on this matter?"

"This one……"

Bloodsport and the Rat Catcher looked at each other.

The Shark King gnawed on the raw meat meal as usual, muttering: "The Shark King is the strongest!"

"I don't care who is the strongest right now, I just want to know where I can perfectly protect my Zoe—Superman! Yes! Find Superman!"

Deadshot flashed with inspiration: "This is Metropolis! I can entrust Zoe to Superman! He will keep Zoe safe!"

"But where are we going to find Superman?" asked the Mousecatcher. "We don't even know where Superman lives. We hear his home is on the moon."

"No, no, no! Superman has a hidden identity in Metropolis, we just need to find this hidden identity—"

"Konstantin... Matthew... I miss you..."

The Shark King suddenly stopped chewing, looked affectionately at the towering and bright editorial office of the Planet Daily not far away, and said stupidly: "I'm going there, I'm going to find Matthew, I miss him..."

While speaking, he had already stood up, his tall and burly body was walking forward straight.

"King Shark—"

Both Bloodsport and Deadshot were stunned by Shark King's unreasonable behavior. They pounced on and tried to hold back the powerful Shark King: "Don't act casually! We came to Metropolis to carry out Ms. Waller's mission. Not looking for your friends!"

"King Shark wants Matthew... King Shark... wants..."

"Matthew?"

The bedroom door opened suddenly, and Harry walked out: "Nanase, what did you just say? You want to see Matthew?"

"King Shark misses Matthew."

"But you and Matthew didn't have any...well, maybe you knew about his existence from his father, after all, you have the bloodline of the ancient shark god..."

Harry shook his head: "Why are you looking for Matthew?"

"He's looking for Superman... Matthew is with Superman..."

King Shark pointed at Deadshot with a clumsy finger: "Superman loves Matthew."

"What is he talking about!"

The more Bloodsport listened, the more he felt that he couldn't understand Shark King's language logic.

But Harry could understand.

She quickly cleared up her logic and looked at Deadshooter narrowly: "I have good news for you, your daughter Zoe will soon be protected by Superman. Of course, the premise is that we can live until tomorrow morning, that is, eight In hours."

"What do you mean by that?"

"meaning is--"

Before the words were finished, the burning transparent man had already broken into the apartment.

"Fuck!"

The dead shooter cursed, and then entered the combat state.

Bloodsport and Ratwoman are no exception.

Harley said "I am a weak and poor woman", but her actual actions were as strong and brutal as men.

only--

The situation of the enemy seriously exceeded their expectations.

He turned out to be a transparent person!

The bullets passed through his body like passing through the air, and the rats that the Rat Catcher managed to summon couldn't bite him either. They were as powerful as the Shark King, and all they could catch was a ball of flames.

"What's going on with this guy? A new superhuman?"

Harry sneaked in to ask his companions.

"I don't know! But he must be stopped! For Zoe's safety!" Deadshot shouted.

He is not a good husband and a good man, but he is a good father.

Infected by Deadshooter's determination to be a good father, Poison Ivy activated the green plants, trying to pass through the wall to protect Zoe in the next room, but in the end——

"What's going on? It's so cold next door! It's so cold! It's as cold as winter!"

Poison Ivy screamed.

Cold is a huge weakness that poison ivy, which uses green as its weapon, cannot overcome.

"Could it be that the bastard next door also took the opportunity to attack!"

Deadshot rages.

He can escape death in a hail of bullets, but his daughter must be protected with the best!

Thinking of this, the shooter, who was worried about his daughter's death, sprinted through the burning transparent body without hesitation, jumped out of the window, and rushed into the next room stepping on the green vines released by poison ivy: "Zoe!"

"Hey, Dad—"

The girl who had no idea that a life-and-death duel was taking place in the next room was sitting on the sofa with a pink doll in her arms, watching a soap opera with great interest, surrounded by a translucent white ghost.

"Leave Zoe immediately!"

Deadshot threatens ghosts: "Don't hurt my daughter!"

【We didn't mean to hurt your daughter, we were ordered to protect your daughter. 】

The ghost tried to explain.

However, Deadshooter couldn't hear the voice of the ghosts, and could only vaguely see the ghosts opening their mouths to speak: "What are you talking about? I can't hear you!"

【Sir, we were ordered to protect your daughter, please don't be hostile to us. 】

The ghosts tried to explain.

They have realized that Deadshooter may not hear them at all and have to go to great lengths to communicate with Deadshooter.

"Sorry, I can't hear you, I can't understand you, I can only—"

The dead shooter shook the gun in his hand: "For all the objects that cannot communicate with human language, I always choose—"

"Wait a moment!"

A young voice sounded behind him.

The dead shooter with keen intuition was covered in hairs and was thinking about how to deal with the powerful enemy that appeared behind him. Zoe, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, had turned her head, widened her eyes, and exclaimed: "Wow! What a handsome man !Are you a model or a star? Or a superhero?"

"I'm just a knight ordered to protect the princess."

Matthew jumped off the windowsill, walked between Zoe and Deadshot, and introduced himself: "My name is Matthew, and both Harley Quinn and Shark King are my good friends. The ghosts were sent by me to protect Zoe."

"I know you are Matthew, and I also know that you are good at driving ghosts, but I don't believe that you send so many ghosts around my daughter to protect her."

The dead shooter stared at Matthew, and the young man's overly handsome face made the old father feel double danger: "Also, don't look at my daughter with the eyes of falling in love!"

"Isn't it okay to express your affection for a beautiful girl?"

Matthew smiled slightly, and took out a pink rose from the windbreaker: "For you, Zoe."

"thanks……"

Zoe accepted the roses with a smile.

She was just at the age when she was infatuated with romantic dramas at the beginning of love, not to mention that the person who gave her roses was a handsome young man who was as handsome as a star.

Deadshooter suddenly became even more upset: "Don't think that sending flowers to my daughter will change my opinion of you!"

"The most important thing at the moment is not what you think of me, but to catch the strange assassin next door." Matthew said, "He is a tricky guy, has caused at least two deaths, and we have nothing to do with him until now. "

"All right!"

Deadshot accepted Matthew's explanation and asked him to protect his daughter, of course——

"You are not allowed to fall in love with my daughter! I hate young men like you who play around with girls because of your good looks!"

"Sir, I already have a regular relationship..." Matthew explained helplessly, "I'm here to help you."

"Your date is—"

Deadshot thought for a moment: "Harry?"

"I'm not crazy, how could I date Harley?" Matthew said, "He's not in this city for the time being."

"He? So you like men."

Deathshooter breathed a sigh of relief, and accompanied by Matthew, took his daughter Zoe to the next room.

At this time, the room next door had been smashed into ruins, and the crumbling wall was hanging with difficulty from the same crumbling door.

"This is……"

Before he finished speaking, the burning transparent man who was fighting with Harry and his party quickly backed away and disappeared without a trace.

"This……"

Matthew froze...

This is the third time.

He couldn't help suspecting that this burning transparent person had a special connection with him, so whenever he appeared, this guy would disappear at the speed of light.

but--

"Let's get out of here first..." Matthew said, "This apartment has become a dangerous building."

"Yes, we should get out of here as soon as possible."

The mouse catcher agreed with Matthew's suggestion and called her mouse friends to leave as soon as possible.

Harry stared at Matthew with the same flair as always: "Hey, brother, are you sure you haven't fallen in love with me?"

"Forgive me, Harry..." Matthew said, "Even if I had ten guts, I wouldn't dare to pursue you."

"You're right, Harley is mine."

Poison Ivy gave Matthew a warning look, and pulled Harry out of the rickety apartment.

Matthew followed closely behind.

The last one to leave the room was King Shark.

Obviously he had lost the memory of the lucid dream, but he looked at Matthew affectionately: "Konstantin... are you here to find me? You are the Shark King's favorite..."

"I……"

Matthew suspects that King Shark has mistaken himself with another Constantine.

——His appearance is very different from John Constantine. Anyone who has seen John Constantine will not mistake them, but the Shark King is not a human being, and the Shark King does not recognize others by sight.

"I'm not your ex-boyfriend John Constantine..." Matthew said, "I'm his son who shouldn't exist."

"King Shark knows you're not him, King Shark likes you."

Shark King looked at Matthew with childlike sincere eyes.

At this moment, Matthew finally understood why John Constantine fell in love with the Shark King, not only because the Shark King was cute, but also because when he was with the Shark King, he could temporarily forget the loneliness that had already taken root in his bones.

"I like you too, Nanase."

Matthew reached out and stroked Shark King's seemingly smooth skin, which was actually close to rubber in texture.

A tiny blush floated on Shark King's face: "Matthew...you are so beautiful...I like you so much..."

"It likes you too."

The Mouse Catcher spoke suddenly, holding up her beloved little mouse: "It wants to be your friend."

"really?"

Matthew reached out and stroked the little mouse in the air.

The mouse tried hard to lift up its body and hug his fingers, making a creaking sound from its mouth.

The mouse catcher interpreter said: "It thinks you are the most beautiful person it has ever seen, many times more beautiful than me."

"Then it must be flattering me..." said Matthew, "how could I—"

"What it said is true..." said the Rat Catcher, "Many people don't know that rats are as intelligent as humans, and they can see the light of the soul that humans cannot see. It didn't compliment you, it thought you Your soul is more beautiful than everyone on the scene, and even the entire metropolis is hard to find a more beautiful soul than you."

"There is a more beautiful soul than me in the Planet Hotel." Matthew said.

He glanced at the dead shooter who was closely protecting his daughter: "Superman and Batman are both at the Planet Hotel, you can send your daughter there, and they will protect her."

"thanks……"

Deadshot thanked him earnestly, and then rushed towards the Star Hotel with his daughter Zoe.

He hates Batman, but for the safety of his daughter, he doesn't mind bowing his head to the most hated Batman for help.

Seeing the back of Dead Archer leaving, the Rat Catcher couldn't help saying with emotion: "Captain is a good father, just like my father..."

Her father is dead.

All members of the Suicide Squad present knew this, and no one suddenly asked.

On the contrary, Harry raised his head and stared at Matthew with piercing eyes: "Tell me, how many secrets are you hiding?"

"Why do you ask so suddenly?" Matthew asked back, "I thought you wouldn't mind me having a secret."

"Of course I wouldn't mind it under normal circumstances, but it's not normal now..." Harry shook the hem of her skirt that was scorched by the burning transparent person, "My skirt was stained by that bastard."

"We'll go to the shopping street to buy new dresses later." Poison Ivy hooked Harry's shoulder and said, "When I came here, I saw a red dress that suits you very well."

"I'll go shopping later, I care more about you, Matthew—"

Harry looked at Matthew charmingly: "Do you have something on you that can restrain that bastard?"

"I carry a lot of things on me, it's hard to determine which one is restraining him."

Matthew refused to answer Harry's question directly.

"All right……"

Harry was a little frustrated, and then asked Matthew with her beloved hammer: "Where is your sports car?"

"A sports car?"

"Are you going to let a weak beauty like me walk to the Star Hotel late at night to find Bat?"

"Uh..." Matthew silently took out the keys of Batman's sports car.

……

After half an hour—

Harley arrived at the Planet Hotel first in a sports car, wearing a red dress highly recommended by Poison Ivy, which she bought on the shopping street.

Afterwards, the dead shooter arrived with his daughter, and looked at Harley in the red dress sports car in surprise: "Where did you come from..."

"It's Batman's card. He wants something from me. Of course, he wants to satisfy me as much as possible."

While speaking, Harry threw the sports car keys to the doorman and walked into the hotel proudly.

Zoe: "She's so cool—"

Deadshot: "Good boy, don't learn from her."

"But she's really cool, and I like her."

Zooey looked at Harley Quinn enviously.

Deadshot: "..."

He now feels that it is infinitely more normal for a daughter to be infatuated with a handsome guy and go astray as a puppy love than to treat a clown girl as an idol.

Just when the old father, who was worried about his daughter, was seriously considering whether to find a boyfriend for his daughter to prevent her from going down the road of obsessing with the clown girl——

Little James and Dick walked out of the Planet Hotel after receiving the news.

"Hey...Harry, you actually came to Planet Hotel?"

"The place where we live was attacked..." Harry said, "I have no place to live now, and my clothes are torn, so I had to use the card I found on the Batmobile to buy a new one. He won't be angry, will he? "

"Batman doesn't get mad over little things like this."

Dick smiled and said, his eyes fell on the dead shooter father and daughter: "This young and beautiful girl is—"

"she is me--"

"Zoe! I'm Zoe!"

The girl who was immediately attracted by Dick's handsome face couldn't wait to say her name: "Handsome guy, what's your name?"

"Don't have any illusions about this man. He has slept with more girls than you have known since childhood..." Little James said eccentrically, "including my sister."

"Little James, you—"

"Haven't you scumbag my sister?"

Little James looked at Dick coldly.

Dick: "..."

Unexpectedly, the handsome guy who fell in love at first sight turned out to be a scumbag, and the girlish Zoe was a little hurt, shrugging her shoulders: "I was too bold."

"Zoe, trust me, superheroes are all good looking trash guys with messed up love lives! And women too! Don't fall in love with any of them easily."

The dead shooter gave his daughter safety education.

Zooey nodded half-understanding, and then retorted: "Dad, you are right, most superheroes have a bad love life, but Superman is not included! Superman doesn't mess around, he is extremely loyal to love! "

"He's married," Deadshot reminded silently.

He regretted taking his daughter to the metropolis to play while on a mission.

At this time, Matthew and others drove another car to the Planet Hotel.

King Shark, who occupied the entire last row of seats, got off the car first.

With a pure nature, he looked around with great interest and found a huge ball on the top floor of the planetary building not far away. He shouted excitedly: "Big ball! Shark King wants to roll a big ball!"

"The Planetary Building is currently Luthor's property. If you want to move the ball on the top floor of the Planetary Building, you need to get Luthor to nod..." Little James said, "He is not easy to talk to."

"King Shark will find a way to get him to lend the ball to King Shark."

King Shark muttered innocently.

Matthew brought Bloodsport, Rat Catcher, and Poison Ivy to Dick and James Jr.

Dick handed them the room card he had prepared long ago: "Have a good rest."

"thanks……"

The Rat Catcher and Bloodsport took the room card, and went upstairs with the father and daughter of Dead Archer who were also eager to settle down.

Poison Ivy held the room card, looked at Dick and Matthew sharply: "Harry is mine, you are not allowed to seduce her!"

Matthew: "I'm not crazy."

Dick didn't say anything, silently glanced at little James beside him, and then pointed to the height of the hotel.

……

After checking the information, everyone couldn't help feeling that Matthew's ghost monitoring system was really easy to use, and at the same time, they became more and more curious about what happened to the burning transparent man.

"If it's a virtual body, you can easily defeat him as long as his body returns to physical form, but until now, he has left every time because of Matthew's appearance, it seems..."

Superman frowned.

There is simply too little data available to make sense of the logic.

"Maybe Matthew's very presence frightens the Burning Transparent Man."

Batman folded his hands and looked at Matthew: "Although I don't know what abilities you have, I can feel that you are not human, and the power you have is not human power."

"Perhaps you should provide a blood sample..." Luthor said, "I want to study you and find out the enemy's weaknesses."

"My blood sample is no different from ordinary people..." Matthew said calmly, "It's not my body that makes me special."

"what is that?"

"soul."

Matthew nodded his head.

Luther expressed incomprehension.

Superman nodded in agreement: "Lex, he didn't lie, his soul is indeed different."

"What's the difference?" Batman asked.

Superman: "It's a feeling that is difficult to describe in words that you can understand. The soul of an ordinary person will reflect different light because of his character and experience, but Matthew's soul...

His soul has no light, but at the same time has all the light... It's like... The feathers of crows are black to human vision, but they are colorful and gorgeous to the eyes of animals that can see other lights... In short ..."

Superman paused and looked at Matthew solemnly: "In you, I see light, a very, very bright light."

"But I'm actually—"

"The soul is the most essential thing."

Superman told Matthew tenderly.

Matthew nodded, no longer doubting Superman's words.

At the same time, Luthor called up the surveillance cameras around the apartment where Harley and the others originally lived, and explained while playing: "The Metropolitan Government and the Lex Group have in-depth cooperation and uniformly use the surveillance cameras produced by Lex Industries."

"I can understand."

Matthew nodded and concentrated on watching the image projected on the virtual screen.

On a late-night street with almost no pedestrians, a young man wearing a sweatshirt and a hood covering his face walked to a streetlight not far from the apartment where Harley and others lived, paused for a long time, and suddenly took off his clothes, revealing the Completely transparent body!

rub--

The flames sprang up, and the whole body of the transparent person burned, but the street lamps that were close at hand were not affected by the flames.

After the burning transparent man stayed under the streetlight for about 3 minutes, he started to move, and his body flew towards a high place as if he was not affected by gravity. It was not as fast as Superman and The Flash, but it was already close to the speed of sound.

After arriving at the apartment, the burning transparent man stretched out his burning transparent hands, and the window glass shattered!