The Adventures of American Comics' Big Monster and Black Widow

Everyone came together again and no one was injured.

"You're not hurt, are you?" Sean walked up to Natasha.

Although he was confident in Natasha's strength, Sean still asked. After all, when he was fighting the witch and the nightmare just now, he also glanced at Natasha. The blood and fire were intertwined, and the momentum was no better than his. The sides are small.

"Of course there's no problem. Don't forget, I have this too now." Natasha smiled easily and waved her finger with the red light ring proudly in front of Sean's eyes.

The little girl is even prouder

Sean rubbed Natasha's hair, glanced at Jon Muen behind him, and then asked Flag, "Why don't you comfort me?"

"Well, I'm not familiar with her." Flagg shook his head.

The unfamiliar Sean was a little surprised, and the setting was once again very different from the movie.

While Sean was thinking about things, Flagg had already signaled the other soldiers to control the little giant Nightmare. The current Nightmare had weak vitality and was easily held by two soldiers.

This is to take out the heart. Sean remembers that in the movie, Amanda used the heart to control the witch.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Flagg took out a dagger and stabbed it into Nightmare's body, took out a heart glowing yellow, and then put it into a password-protected suitcase and locked it.

"Is the mission over?" Harkness got a can of beer from somewhere and asked Flagg after taking a sip.

"Now, we"

"boom"

Before Flagg could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sound of Harley, who had been silent during this period, falling.

Seeing this, everyone realized there was a sniper.

Sean immediately used the red light ring to create a protective barrier, protecting Natasha and Jon Muen behind her.

"Alert" Flag immediately found a pillar on the spot as a bunker and gave the order at the same time.

"Flag, you never said there were enemies." Harkness shrank to the side of a broken car.

Lawton watched his surroundings vigilantly. As the top marksman on the planet, he knew that the sniper who attacked Harley had left. He immediately ran to Harley to check her injuries, and then shouted to Flag: "Chest Shot, she needs a doctor.”

Seeing what Lawton said, Sean dispelled the barrier and came to Harley's side with the others. At this time, Harley had passed out and Lawton was doing simple hemostasis on her.

Sean turned his attention to Harley's hanging right hand, where there was a fallen mobile phone, and the contact's profile picture on it was a clown with pale skin and green hair.

It was the clown who did it. Sean did not deny this conjecture. After all, only the clown himself knew what he was thinking and what he did would not surprise Sean.

There was a pulling feeling on his hand, and Sean followed his gaze and saw that it was Natasha.

Natasha looked at Harley, then looked up at Sean again, silently asking if she could help Harley. After all, their x-finance and Dionysian factors both had strong autonomous effects.

To save or not to save, this is a question that makes Sean a little unsure.

Before that, he spared Owl, who was a member of the Court of Owls, and resurrected Atrocitus on the planet Ismot. He also protected Jon Muen intentionally or unintentionally, but now the other party is Harley Quinn. Li Quinn, a crazy woman with a strong connection to the Joker.

Sean is indifferent to crazy people like Harley Quinn, and even a little disgusted.

Sean finally decided to stay out of it.

On the other side, Amanda was urgently arranging a medical team here. Harley's current situation could not withstand the twists and turns.

Sean didn't care too much about Harley's condition. Now he needed to go to Bellerive Prison with another team to meet Amanda. This team had to escort the witch and nightmare back first.

Before departure, Natasha had already boarded the private plane arranged by the Wayne Group and returned to Gotham. It would be better not to take her to Bellerive Prison, a place with no less villains than Blackgate Prison.

A few hours later, the group arrived in Louisiana.

Sean originally wanted to experience the gloomy atmosphere of Bellerive, but when he met Amanda, he was not at Bellerive Prison, the base of Task Force X, but in New Orleans, that state.

Sean is not dissatisfied with this arrangement. After all, he is an outsider. The relationship between the two parties is just an employment relationship, so it is better to avoid any suspicion.

In a quiet box, two people sat opposite each other.

"Is my reward ready?" Sean stirred the coffee in the cup.

Amanda put the box at her feet on the table, pushed it towards Sean, and said expressionlessly: "This is a diamond worth 250 million US dollars, which fully meets your requirements."

"Diamond, that's good," Sean smiled with satisfaction.

"When will you give me the other half of the reward?"

“Cash with non-consecutive numbers takes some time to prepare.”

Sean tapped the left side of his head and said with some embarrassment: "Well, actually, you can call my account directly. This should be included in my information."

Amanda's already dark face turned even darker.

"Uh, Ms. Waller, that was just a joke. Aren't all the lines in the movie like this? Cash, no consecutive numbers." Sean found that Amanda was even more boring than Bruce in the bat uniform.

"That's not funny at all." Amanda's tone was calmer.

After receiving the reward, Sean hesitated for a moment and asked Amanda before preparing to return to Gotham: "Can you tell me about the witch?"

Amanda looked at Sean silently, and then spoke after a while: "In fact, we don't know more about the witch than you do. We don't know where she comes from and why she came here."

Of course Sean wouldn't believe it if it was so perfunctory.

This woman is so bad

"You know nothing about her and you can still control her"

"Indeed, our people found her in a secret room. At that time, she was lying unconscious among a pile of corpses. Jon Muen dominated the body, and the witch's heart was sealed and placed aside."

Is this really the case? Sean has no way of knowing, after all, he has no telepathic ability, but he is still sure that the setting of the witch is closer to the comics.

"You didn't get any other information from Jon Muen." Sean took a sip of his coffee, which was a little bitter.

"No, she doesn't even remember how she got into that secret room. She only remembers that she was drawing a special design before she fell into coma." Amanda's tone was as calm as ever.

Sean pouted: "Then you must have ruined her work."

"I have no choice. I can't let a living witch who can fly, become invisible, and can cast spells run around outside uncontrollably."

"It's a pity that there are many things that you can't control, just like the witch this time." Sean knocked on his head, and after hesitating for a few minutes, he finally said, "How about we make another deal and let me take the witch away."