Persuading a fight becomes stronger: starting from the Kryptonian war

Gotham's docks.

In the darkness, a ship docked quietly.

The ship is painted in large white letters, which is its name - "White Portuguese".

The claws on the pier turned, grabbing a wooden box with the logo of the Luthor Group off the ship and putting it on the forklift.

Under the command of a middle-aged white man, the forklift carefully transferred the wooden box to a truck.

At the highest point of the pier, a bat is holding a sniper rifle, silently monitoring every move below.

When the back door of the truck was closed, the sniper rifle equipped with silencer immediately let out a light sound, and a gps locator fell on the body of the truck.

The people below didn't notice anything unusual, they started the truck and drove slowly to the outside of the pier.

Soon, a truck outside the pier started quickly and intercepted it towards the door.

Soon, the truck that had just arrived at the gate of the pier was blocked.

The people in the car looked forward suspiciously, and their expressions changed instantly.

I saw the back door of the truck blocked at the door was wide open, and inside there was a cool black chariot roaring loudly, speeding towards them!

"Let's go!"

The people in the car yelled frantically.

"Da da da!"

Someone leaned out half of the body from the car and fired wildly with a submachine gun, but it still couldn't stop the chariot from crashing hard.

Boom!
A car next to the truck whined and was hit into the air, spinning several times, as if dancing.

Taking advantage of the car's turn, the truck and the other car did not dare to stay for a while, and seized the opportunity to speed up and flee.

Batman in the car pressed a button, and flames shot out from the tail pipe of the Batmobile, and the speed of the car was increased sharply.

Several cars rushed wildly on the road, crashing into countless obstacles and vehicles.

After a long chase, only the tattered truck and the unscathed Batmobile remained on the road.

"Where is he?"

In the back of the truck, a strong man was holding an rpg, staring nervously at the rear, and kept yelling like venting.

boom!
Suddenly, the Batmobile rushed out of the houses on the side of the road and rammed towards several people.

The strong man aimed at the Batmobile without hesitation, and pressed the rpg launch button.

The half-meter-long rocket quickly flew towards the Batmobile with its exhaust.

boom!
There was a roaring sound, and ripples appeared all over the Batmobile, completely isolating the shock wave and flames of the explosion, and the speed was only slightly reduced for a few seconds before surging again.

The truck ahead turned a corner, and the Batmobile followed.

The next moment, Batman's pupils in the chariot dilated slightly, and his eyes fixed on something.

A man with his hair back, a red cloak, and a blue tights was standing there quietly, looking across the body of the car, and looking at Batman.

boom!
The distracted Batman made a misoperation, the chariot had no time to turn, and slammed into the wall hard.

Smoke came out of the Batmobile, and the beeping warning sound kept going, making it difficult for Batman to get away for a while.

Superman walked over slowly, opened the car door casually, stared at Batman inside and said:
"Don't go the next time they light the sky with your lamp. The bat is dead, bury him. Just treat it like I'm showing mercy."

After speaking, he turned to leave.

Batman gritted his teeth, anger spreading in his heart.

what is this?
mercy?

or humiliation?

"tell me!"

Batman suddenly spoke, his tone was low, and Superman turned his head.

"Will you bleed?"

Superman stared at the other party with a speechless gaze for two seconds, then did not make any movements, and directly flew away.

Batman stood where he was, looked at the back of Superman leaving, and said firmly:

"you will!"

Fifteen minutes later, Batman hurried back to his Batcave.

He came to the computer, operated it twice, and finally a location was displayed on the screen interface:
"Luther Group Research Park".

……

"I went to the desert and people died there."

On a rainy night, Louise, who was standing under the bridge, was trying to persuade the man in front of her:
"It made it hard for me to sleep, of course."

After finishing speaking, she raised the small transparent bag containing the bullets in her hand, and the man took it.

"If you think Superman is a murderer, throw it away. But I'm sure you don't."

Swanwick looked at the transparent bag and remained silent.

This is not the first time Louise has approached Swanwick and asked him to help investigate the bullet.

Before, Swanwick rejected Louise every time.

Even if he wants to help the other party, he has his own position and is powerless.

As a high-ranking official in the United States, he cannot casually disclose state secrets to a reporter, otherwise the country would have been messed up long ago.

but……

Swanwick has already discovered that the current situation is deteriorating rapidly, and if he does not lend a helping hand, something extremely bad will happen.

So, this time, he didn't refuse again, but put away the bullet, turned and left without saying a word.

Standing where she was, Louise showed a slight joy on her face.

Although Swanwick did not agree on the spot, it was a promise in itself.

In the capacity of the other party, it is impossible to make any terrible promises to a reporter.

Not refusing on the spot, naturally means agreeing.

Louise, who has been investigating the desert incident hard and wanted to return Superman's innocence, finally saw a glimmer of light at this time.

……

"How do we determine good faith?"

In Congress, Senator Finch is speaking solemnly and generously to the reporters surrounding her:
"In a democracy, goodwill is communication, not unilateral decisions. So I urge Superman, come tomorrow to this mountain of the people and see those who have suffered..."

At this time, the camera turned to Wallace on the side.

Sitting in a wheelchair, he was listening to Senator Finch's speech expressionlessly.

The man was a former Wayne Group employee who lost both of his legs in the well-known disaster.

After being discharged from the hospital, he lost his job, wife and children.

Wallace's originally beautiful life was completely ruined by the disaster.

And there are many such people in this world.

Filled with rage, Wallace went to Heroes Park and left insulting graffiti on two Superman statues.

That got him arrested and in jail.

In prison, Wallace contemplated suicide, knowing the rest of his miserable life.

However, someone reached out to him.

It was a man who was also in a wheelchair. He said that they had the same fate, that they were both deprived of their legs and even their beautiful life by two monsters.

The man then delivered a new wheelchair to Wallace and said he wanted him to stand up and speak out for the many, many people like them, and let the world hear their pain and anger.

So Wallace came to Congress and told Congressman Finch that he was going to confront Superman face to face.

"The world needs to know what happened in that desert, needs to know where he stands, how far he will use his power, whether he will act according to our will, or his own."

In the taxi, Louise watched the live broadcast on the TV in the back seat, and had some bad premonitions in her heart.

I hope I still make it in time...

"People hate what they don't understand. But they understand you when they see what you do."

In the Daily Planet, Clark looked at the live broadcast and gradually fell silent.