Little Annie controlled her magic hand to grab the head of Superman who had fallen into darkness and lifted him into the air. She stared closely at his face covered in blood and bruises and scolded him word by word.
It was obvious that she was very annoyed by the heat vision attack that had just happened without even a greeting.
Even though she was the one who attacked first, for someone in the chaos camp, it never mattered who was right or wrong, or who started it first.
The important thing is that what you did made me feel very unhappy, so I will punish you severely.
In other words, people in the chaos camp never use reason or logic, and their emotions always outweigh their rationality. They are the type who do whatever they want.
"Ahem... who are you?"
Superman, who had fallen into darkness, had obviously injured his lungs. Blood foam kept spurting out of his mouth and nose while he endured the pain and asked.
He simply couldn't believe that he, who represented strength and invincibility, was easily defeated by such a young girl.
Especially the mysterious energy that could directly penetrate the Body of Steel, which made him feel for the first time that he was not a "God", but a Kryptonian who was only slightly stronger than those earthlings.
"Annie, this is the name my father gave me.
Also, don't think your genes and the Kryptonian Life Code are anything special.
Don't be fooled by those so-called gods praised by mortals and lose your sense of who you are.
Because with your ridiculous magic resistance, you have no chance of winning against a true god, even a demigod with weak divine power."
After that, little Annie controlled the magic hand again, lifted up the fallen Superman and smashed him to the ground, then slapped him several more times, knocking him down and making him die and fall into a deep coma.
Not only that!
She also deliberately used a magical darkness to block the sunlight, preventing the opponent from recovering from his injuries by absorbing the wavelengths of yellow sunlight. At the same time, she also continuously cast a series of control spells such as immobilization, shock, paralysis, hypnosis, and charm.
In the blink of an eye, the poor Superman was completely turned into a motionless prisoner, and he even lost consciousness.
Since she had lived with Kara for a period of time, the girl knew the abilities and weaknesses of Kryptonians very well.
Coupled with the huge restraint brought by magic, such a result is not worth making a fuss about.
At least that's what Zuo Si saw.
But in the eyes of outsiders, a little girl who came out of nowhere effortlessly crushed the powerful existence that left the entire earth helpless and could not even lose to the New Gods of Apocalypse. It was like dropping a nuclear bomb on the originally calm sea surface.
In particular, the US government, which had been hiding in underground doomsday shelters and had no choice but to act like a turtle, was in ecstasy just like their European colonist ancestors when they discovered the New World.
The nominal commander-in-chief of the three armed forces and the country's top leader, the president, waved his fist like a madman and shouted at others in the office: "Find out everything about this girl at all costs! Including the country where she was born, her parents, her family, the education she received since childhood, and her living environment. Now! Immediately!"
"I'm sorry, sir. There is no record of her in our population database. This means she is most likely not a US citizen."
An intelligence officer quickly gave the answer after searching through facial recognition and other technologies.
"What? You mean...she might be an illegal immigrant or a foreigner?"
The president's expression suddenly turned grim.
Because anyone can see that little Annie has the power to crush Superman, and Superman has the power to crush the entire earth.
Even using the simple thinking method of Beast Chess, we can come to a conclusion that this girl is now the strongest person on Earth, and is also the only hope to resist the invaders from Apocalypse.
This means that whichever country she feels a stronger sense of belonging to, that country will instantly become the country with the most powerful military force on Earth, even if it was originally just an insignificant small island country.
If the invasion of Apocalypse is successfully repelled, the United States' position as the world hegemon will most likely be lost.
Yes, even when facing a disaster that could destroy humanity and the earth, this president still hasn't forgotten about the infighting.
After all, he represents an extremely large capital group.
And these guys, who exude filth and sin from every pore, will never give up their interests willingly.
Nor will it give up its power to suck blood from the world through military, technological and financial means.
Because if capital wants to grow and become stronger, it must plunder.
During the Age of Exploration, this plunder was carried out in a physical sense, by burning, killing and looting the relatively backward indigenous tribes to seize their land and resources.
Later, with the Industrial Revolution and the rise of the modern financial system, this plunder turned into dumping, monopoly and currency bonds.
Although the means seem to have become more gentle, their essence has not changed at all. Moreover, with the development and progress of technology, plundering has become more efficient.
The intelligence officer obviously understood what the president meant and responded cautiously: "No, I mean she may not be from modern society, but from some secret societies that possess supernatural powers, such as witches, wizards, and shamans."
"Then can she be used by us? Or will she accept our invitation and solicitation?"
The president narrowed his eyes and asked in a very nervous and serious tone.
"I... I don't know. But we can bring a gift that's precious enough to try. Of course, this requires your authorization."
After thinking for a moment, the intelligence officer gave advice from his professional perspective.
"What do you mean by a gift that is precious enough?"
The president asked in a not very sure tone.
He was not stupid enough to think that a girl with such powerful magical powers would be interested in ordinary property or money.
"I think that thing Amanda Waller got a while ago would be perfect."
The intelligence officer gave the answer almost without thinking.
Needless to say, he also placed several undercover agents in the other party's organization to conduct surveillance.
The president obviously knew what "that thing" was. He hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "Okay! I'll give you the authorization now, take action immediately."
A black general not far away listened to the conversation between the two from beginning to end. It was unclear whether he felt disappointed or sad. He couldn't help but sighed slightly, turned around and left the meeting room without saying a word.
As soon as they entered the corridor, two fully armed soldiers followed them, and one of the female soldiers reported in a hurried tone: "General Calvin Swanwick."
According to the latest statistics from the front, the number of soldiers we lost in the previous war has reached a staggering 143,752.
Almost more than one-third of the army and about half of the air force were completely destroyed, and the navy also lost a large number of ships.
The amount of death compensation, pensions and insurance that need to be paid right now alone is as high as one hundred trillion.
The Department of Defense wants you to convene an emergency meeting immediately to discuss how to obtain sufficient financial appropriations from Congress.
After all, the current situation is special. If sufficient compensation is not given to the soldiers who died in battle, the remaining soldiers will probably not risk their lives to fight again after seeing this.
There is also a meeting on equipment procurement at 3 pm that you need to attend."
"Humph! Even at this point, those stupid politicians are still trying to use tricks to deduct compensation for casualties."
The black man called General Calvin Swanwick couldn't help but sneer ironically.
Before his men could say anything, he bluntly ordered, "Turn them all off for me.
Because there is no point in attending these meetings right now.
It was no longer possible to save the situation by relying on those politicians and the frightened and demoralized army.
From now on, I have to act differently.”
After saying this, the black general, regardless of the shock and stunned reactions of his men, removed his disguise and transformed himself into an alien with green skin and flashing red eyes. His entire body then vanished through the reinforced concrete structure above his head that was strong enough to withstand a nuclear explosion and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Obviously, he is none other than the famous Martian Manhunter.
This is also the reason why when interrogating Superman, all other government and military personnel were terrified by the power displayed by Clark, but he remained calm.
After all, not only does Martian Manhunter possess Kryptonian-like super strength, speed, endurance, and regeneration abilities, he's also one of the strongest telepaths.
With his strength, he naturally had no need to be afraid of Superman at that time.
What's more, he can read other people's memories and thoughts, and knows what kind of person Clark is.
But now, as the crisis facing the entire earth becomes more and more serious, he finally stops pretending and decides to stand up and do something.
With the addition of Martian Manhunter, the founding members of the Justice League are finally together, except for Green Lantern whose whereabouts are still unknown.
…
At the same time, far above the ruins of Metropolis, little Annie, after dealing with Superman who had fallen into darkness, once again turned her attention to another.
After all, she had promised Bruce Wayne that she would bring both Supermen back alive.
Since you have promised, you must not go back on your word.
Perhaps he noticed the unfriendly look in the girl's eyes, or perhaps he had recovered from the anger and madness that had just caused him to lose his mind.
In short, Clark's eyes began to gradually become clear, and he no longer showed any aggression. Instead, he lowered his head and surveyed the devastated ground and the mutilated corpses around him.
After two or three minutes, he suddenly started laughing without any warning, and his laughter became louder and crazier. In the end, he was so out of breath that he held his forehead, looking like he was possessed by a clown.
"What are you laughing at?"
Little Annie tilted her head and asked curiously.
“No, nothing.
I just laugh at myself for persisting for so many years for so many meaningless things.
He even put shackles on himself.
You know what? My adoptive father taught me to follow the rules and never do anything illegal.
Because it is fair, just, and has a certain sacredness that protects everyone, including me.
I believed this for a long time.
But now I suddenly realize that these things have no sacredness and never represent fairness and justice.
It is just a tool, a tool that can be manipulated and used at will by those in power and in high positions.
When these people need to, they can delete or abolish certain rules that are not in their favor, or re-add some rules that are in their favor.
Professionals who enjoy playing with words can also redefine and interpret these terms according to their own needs.
So in the final analysis, the so-called rules are like a cage, trapping those who believe that they will protect themselves.
The reason why capitalists and politicians who treat rules as tools desperately promote their sanctity is just to make people believe in their hearts that this cage is indestructible, and thus dare not touch or break it.
And this is the truth about this country, and it is also a microcosm of the entire human society on Earth.
Another one I was right about!
This world is not worthy of my kindness and nobility!
From now on, I will not be used by anyone and will live only for myself.
My name is no longer Clark Kent, but Kal-El."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Superman's temperament from head to toe changed instantly, and his originally sunny and cheerful face revealed a hint of coldness and majesty.
"So you're also planning to join Darkseid?"
Little Annie obviously didn't take the other party's change of mentality and camp to heart, and her tone was obviously nonchalant.
Because she didn't care at all whether the Kryptonian in front of her was good or evil, she just wanted to finish the job quickly so she could go back and continue enjoying her favorite dessert.
Superman shook his head slightly. "No! Compared to Darkseid, I am more interested in you and your father. If you don't mind, can you introduce him to me? I have a deal I want to discuss with him."
"Oh? You want to make a deal with my father? Are you sure?"
Little Annie looked at the "warrior" with a look full of sympathy and compassion.
Maybe others didn't know Zuo Si's true identity, but how could her daughter not know? He was the lord of the ninth level of Baator, the great devil second only to Asmodeus, and he also established a new abyss in the universe where the planet Azeroth was located.
Now, it has condensed into the Heart of Evil, a terrifying thing that represents all the broad evil in the entire multiverse.
Doing business with such an existence is simply like seeking death because you are tired of living.
You have to know that the last two people who made deals with Zuo Si, Batman and the Joker, no longer even have their own souls.
"Yes, I am sure of it,"
Superman answered in the affirmative without hesitation.
It is not difficult to see from that firm attitude that he will never join the Justice League led by Bruce Wayne, and he intends to go it alone.
Just as little Annie was hesitating whether to agree, a deafening air explosion suddenly came from the sky, and then the Kryptonian girl Kara in a black tights fell from the sky and landed steadily between the two of them.
She ignored the superman beside her, and stared at the girl with a slightly doting look, pursed her lips and smiled and asked: "Long time no see, did you miss me?"
"Sister Kara?!"
Little Annie's eyes immediately lit up, and she threw herself on him with open arms, burying her face in his soft chest and rubbing it, just like a spoiled child.
Because for her, apart from her biological mother, her closest relationship is with Kara.
"It's incredible. You were still a little kid when we last met, but in just a short time you've grown so big." Kara couldn't help but sigh as she stroked the girl's hair.
Compared to the Superman in this timeline, little Annie is the one who replaced her dead brother in her mind.
"Hehe! Sorry, I didn't tell you in advance when I ran away from home last time. Did your father blame or punish you for it?"
Little Annie stuck out her tongue playfully, and suddenly returned to her mischievous childhood self.
Kara smiled and replied, "Don't worry, no. And even if he wants to punish me, he will use a different method that I don't hate and even like a little bit."
"ah?!"
Little Annie was stunned at first, but soon understood the subtext and spat in annoyance.
Since she was already a grown-up girl, she was no longer completely ignorant of such matters between men and women.
What's more, in the palace of Calin Port, she once peeped at the intimate interactions between her mother and father.
"By the way, why are you getting involved in this kind of thing?"
Seeing that the girl was a little shy, Kara immediately began to change the subject.
"Bruce Wayne asked me to help. He told me to capture both Superman alive."
Little Annie controlled her magic hand and shook the other superman who was still in a coma.
"I see. You take one back first, and I'll leave the rest to you."
As she spoke, Kara turned around and glanced at her brother in this timeline, whose temperament had changed drastically.
"Eh? Is it father who wants to see him?"
Little Annie guessed the truth almost instantly with her powerful divine-like perception.
After all, she smelled a lot of residual magic from her father on the Kryptonian girl.
"That's right. You should know that Soth has always been very interested in trading."
Kara didn't try to hide anything and admitted it openly.
"Okay, I get it. Hopefully the Warrior gets what he wants from the trade."
Little Annie cast a pitying look at Superman again, then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared with another Superman.
After watching the girl leave, Kara just said, "Follow me," and instantly broke through the sound barrier and flew towards the distant sky.
Superman also accelerated and followed closely behind.
It took the two of them only a very short time to fly across the sky above the city, and finally they arrived at the top floor of the building where Zuo Si was staying.
The moment they walked into the room through the open French window, an indescribable atmosphere made Superman, who always had a very keen sense, felt nervous involuntarily.
Through the sunlight coming in from the window, Superman vaguely saw a young man with black hair and black eyes sitting on a sofa, his hands crossed on his chest, his pupils like a bottomless abyss, as if sucking in the entire world and even the universe.
"I brought him to you, dear."
Kara walked straight to Zuo Si with light and graceful steps, then sat on his lap without any hesitation, and fell into his arms.
"Hello, Clark Kent. Oh, no, I think I should call you Kal-El now. Tell me, what deal do you want to make with me?"
Zuo Si separated his hands that were crossed in front of his chest, picked up the wine glass on the table with one hand and took a sip, while the other hand rested naturally on the Kryptonian girl's shoulder.
Even though Superman had seen a lot of things, he was still shocked by his behavior.
Especially with Kara's attitude of being dependent on him and allowing him to manipulate her at will, it is hard to believe that she is a Kryptonian with great power. Instead, she looks more like the mistress of a rich and powerful boss or mafia godfather.
"Are you the master that Davian mentioned and the father that Annie mentioned?" Superman asked directly.
"Yes, that's me. I am a demon from outside this universe, and they are all brought by me from outside the universe."
Zuo Si gave a very straightforward and concise self-introduction.
In order to save everyone's time, I decided to be frank and reveal some key information first.
After all, when doing something like a transaction, you first need to have a general understanding of each other.
"So, it was you who helped to solve the nearly unkillable nemesis monster last time? And it was you who made Apokolips and Darkseid temporarily afraid to act rashly?"
Superman obviously came prepared, having gathered quite a bit of information about the period since his death.
"Yes.
I believe you have seen yourself in another timeline, right?
In fact, I have already fought Darkseid on that Earth.
The reason he didn't act rashly was because he had suffered a great loss.
So if what you're trading for is becoming the dictator of the earth, there's nothing to worry about.
Because even if Darkseid sucks this planet dry and blows it apart, I can restore it to its original state."
Zuo Si undoubtedly saw through the heart and mind of the superman in front of him.
After all, after understanding the nature of power and the basic rules of social operation, the so-called "God on Earth" actually has only three choices.
One is to pretend to know nothing, and then continue to be willingly used by various forces to serve as an umbrella for the earth and mankind.
The other is to leave the earth and find another place in the endless universe where no one recognizes you and settle down.
The last one is to use overwhelming violence to force governments and vested interest groups to give up power and break down the barriers of country, race, ethnicity, ideology and religious beliefs according to one's own will.
In other words, it means becoming a dictator who has the final say and forces humans on Earth to make changes.
And the Superman in front of him obviously chose the last path.
"You have no objection to my ruling the earth in a dictatorial manner?"
An expression of great surprise appeared on Superman's face.
Because the United States, where he grew up, has always portrayed power structures such as centralization and dictatorship as extremely evil, cruel and inhumane.
Little do people know that dictatorship, centralization and autocracy are actually just an organizational structure.
There is no so-called distinction between good and evil, only whether it is suitable for the current era, background and social form.
For example, if a colony that has never established a country suddenly wants to be independent, its citizens have no concept of country or nation at all, and only identify with tribes linked by blood ties.
Such a country can only be centralized, dictatorial and autocratic, with a political strongman suppressing tribalism and separatism and forcibly instilling national and ethnic consciousness into young people.
Otherwise, if we use a parliamentary system or a voting system, there will only be internal strife due to uneven distribution of interests, or even frequent military coups and wars.
If we take into account the malicious forces abroad, it will be a problem whether we can establish a complete administrative system, let alone govern the country and develop the economy.
This is one of the reasons why many African countries are poor, chaotic, full of suffering and without any hope.
Looking at the expression on Superman's face, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and asked, "Why not? You don't think I will be deceived by the so-called democracy and freedom advocated by the ruling class of this country, do you? In my opinion, democracy here is nothing more than a product of compromise between capital and capital, and freedom is an excuse to shirk responsibility.
Under the same material conditions, do you think ordinary people will live better under such a democratic and free government, or under an autocratic dictatorship that is willing to bear unlimited responsibility? I can tell you very clearly that the answer must be the latter.
So don't be blinded by the apparent prosperity and wealth of this country.
This is not because its laws, political system and social structure are so good, but it is simply built up by drawing wealth from around the world.
When one day it can no longer be drawn, you will see what is truly a paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor. "
"It sounds like you are very knowledgeable in this area?"
Superman is clearly very interested in this topic.
Zuo Si replied meaningfully: "I have conducted various social experiments in countless worlds and thousands of civilizations, and this is the result I observed. There may be one or two exceptions, but they are usually due to special environmental factors."
"What about Bruce? I don't think he will agree with me."
Superman expressed his concerns after a brief silence of a few seconds.
“Why do you care about him?
You have to know that Bruce Wayne is a madman with serious mental and psychological illnesses.
Not to mention that as a billionaire he is a member of a vested interest group, he cannot be considered a normal person at all.
You can definitely convince others to support you.
When the bat has no claws, what kind of threat do you think he can still pose? "
When saying this, there was clearly a hint of malicious instigation in Zuo Si's tone.
But Superman didn't care about this. Instead, he looked thoughtful: "Okay, I have to admit that what you said makes sense. Now let's talk about the terms. What do I have to pay?"
"It's simple! Your soul after death. As long as you sign this contract, our deal will be established."
Zuo Si directly threw the parchment scroll he had prepared in advance over.
Superman opened it and glanced at it. After confirming that the terms were correct, he immediately signed his name below.
In a flash!
The scroll then began to combust and flew away in the wind.
Feeling that his soul seemed to establish a connection with some invisible force, Superman immediately asked: "I can start to act now, right?"
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "Yes. I personally suggest that you go talk to Diana first, and then bring him and Victor to rescue Davian. In this way, the members of your camp will be stronger than Bruce."
"Thank you. I'll think about it."
As the last word came out of his mouth, Superman turned into a shadow and flew directly out of the building.
When he completely disappeared at the end of the sky, Kara immediately couldn't help asking, "When are you going to harvest his soul?"
“No rush.
Because his current evil is far from enough.
What I want is not just an unjust superman, but a complete tyrant.
He is still far from meeting this requirement now.
But it doesn't matter.
Badi will help me with everything.
It won't be long before the stupid citizens, politicians and military begin to miss the good old Superman."
As he said this, Zuo Si's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a creepy smile.
It was obvious that he was very satisfied with the Vampire Queen's arrangement.
Especially the corruption of Lois Lane, which is a textbook operation.
Whether it is the process of first destroying their personality, self-esteem and pride, or shattering their confidence in fairness, justice and the law bit by bit, and indulging in drugs, alcohol and sex, they are all linked together without any gaps.
The Minotaur-style exciting action scene at the end was a stroke of genius.
The blackened Superman from another timeline even delivered a perfect assist.
"Haha, you are so bad. But I like it!"
Kara's interest instantly reached an unprecedented high, and her eyes did not conceal the boiling desire in her heart.
But this time, Zuo Si did not choose to satisfy her. Instead, he raised a finger and gently pressed it on the Kryptonian girl's rosy and attractive lips, smiling and saying, "Don't be so hungry, my lovely little wild cat. Now is not the time to do this kind of thing. Go to Bruce Wayne's house for me and keep an eye on the last Mother Box. If nothing unexpected happens, Darkseid should be about to take action."
"Do you need me to seize the Mother Box?"
Kara asked in a not very sure tone.
"No, you don't need to. Just keep an eye on it."
After saying this, Zuo Si pushed the Kryptonian girl in his arms away and slapped her hard on the butt, causing the latter to scream first and then laugh happily.
There is no doubt that Kara is not opposed to this somewhat explicit intimate behavior but rather likes it very much.
Because this would make her feel that Zuo Si had not lost interest in her.
…
On the other side, far away in the Batcave under the Wayne Mansion, the founding members of the Justice League were surrounding Superman, who had just been brought back by little Annie.
Sea King Arthur poked the prisoner's chest with the trident in his hand, and then asked without turning his head: "What should we do with him?"
"I don't know. After all, we don't have enough kryptonite to build a prison big enough to hold Superman. An ordinary cell is useless to him."
Diana sighed helplessly.
Although her Lasso of Truth can slightly restrain Superman, making it less easy for him to break free.
But it just delays the time a little bit.
"Miss Anne, can you help us wake him up?"
Bruce Wayne ignored the nervous and fearful reactions of the others and directly made a request to the girl who was sitting aside enjoying dessert.
"no problem!"
After happily eating a mouthful of ice cream, little Annie waved the magic wand in her hand.
Then Superman, who had fallen into darkness, quickly opened his eyes and woke up.
The moment he saw Batman, his emotions became extremely excited, and his eyes flashed a terrifying red light.
"If I were you, I wouldn't move right now."
Bruce Wayne pointed at little Annie and gave a blunt warning.
moment!
Superman, who was originally in a posture of violently killing people, quickly calmed down.
Not only did the red light in his eyes disappear, but even his clenched fists loosened. Only the deep hatred in his pupils did not diminish in the slightest.
"Tell me who you are and where you are from."
Seeing that he had shocked the other party, Bruce Wayne immediately started interrogation mode.
"Do I need to answer even such a boring question? Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
Superman sneered disdainfully.
"So you're from another timeline? Tell me what happened in your timeline?"
Bruce Wayne continued to ask.
He now desperately wanted to know whether the terrible dream he had before was just a dream or some kind of possible future.
"You failed! Darkseid captured the Earth and drained its energy to turn it into a death star. And this is the future you are about to face! How about this answer, does it satisfy you?"
The smile on Superman's face became even more twisted and crazy.
But Batman, who had already been hardened to death, was not moved at all and asked again: "What about you? What's wrong with you?"
"Because you failed to protect Lois Lane!
So in my grief and anger, I chose to join Darkseid! And I killed all of you one by one without leaving any alive.
Just wait and see, the me in this timeline will also go down this path.
Because no one is a match for the Dark Lord! All your struggles are in vain.
Despair! Suffer! No one can escape this doomsday judgment! "
Superman began to scream hysterically like a madman.
"Damn it! This guy is completely crazy! He is definitely mentally ill!"
Aquaman Arthur subconsciously took two steps back, fearing that this madness would spread to himself.
After all, he wasn't very smart to begin with, and it would be tragic if he went crazy again.
"Is this some kind of magic or mind control?"
Bruce Wayne asked little Annie.
The latter shook his head: "No, probably not.
Because I have removed all the magical effects on him.
If nothing unexpected happens, it can only fall into the category of brainwashing or tampering of cognition and consciousness.
In short, it is not magic but closer to science and technology."
"Is there no way to recover?"
The Flash couldn't bear to see Superman in this state and wanted to help.
“Anyway, I can’t help it.
My father is the real expert in this field.
Why don't you go directly to him for help?
I just met Sister Kara. If nothing unexpected happens, my father should still be on this planet."
Little Annie gave the advice with a nonchalant look on her face.
"What about the other Superman?"
After exchanging glances with Batman, Diana asked the question that everyone was most concerned about.
The girl responded without hesitation: "He was taken away by Sister Kara to see my father. She said she wanted to make a deal with my father."
Deal?! Bruce Wayne's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word.
Because he knew very well that Zuo Si only accepted one thing in a transaction, and that was a soul of extremely high value.
So what did Superman want in exchange for selling his soul?
Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.
"I'm going to talk to Clark."
Diana took the initiative to propose to find the Superman in her own timeline.
Bruce Wayne was obviously a little worried, and raised his head to ask, "Are you sure there will be no danger?"
"I don't think so. After all, he has regained consciousness, and there is no conflict or grudge between him and me."
After saying this, Diana got on the plane and started the engine without waiting for Batman to nod.
In the blink of an eye, the bat fighter took off into the air and flew out of the Batcave.
Seeing that the only main force of the team had left, Aquaman Arthur immediately pointed at Superman who had no restrictions at all and asked: "How do we deal with this?"
"Miss Anne, could you please help keep an eye on him for a while?"
Bruce Wayne once again turned to the girl for help.
Because he always felt a strong sense of guilt for Clark's death, he couldn't bear to kill him even when facing the Superman from another time, but hoped to find a way to restore him to normal.
But what he didn't know was that little Annie had more than one such method. He just thought the current situation was very interesting, so he wanted to wait and see more good shows.
"Sorry, I'm not obligated to help you keep an eye on the prisoners all day. And I've already helped you once."
Little Annie rejected the other party's request without hesitation.
Just as Bruce Wayne was racking his brains to find a way to get the girl to agree, a loud noise from a helicopter propeller suddenly appeared over the manor.
Following closely, several armed helicopters escorted a transport helicopter, which landed directly on the lawn outside the house without the owner's permission.
After a few seconds, a man wearing glasses and carrying a large explosion-proof briefcase came out.
Following behind him were several fully armed American soldiers.
(End of this chapter)
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