Black Watch

"God bless America!" Burden finished his prayer before dinner. He felt that his body had regained some vitality after getting rid of those busy government affairs.

Even the baby sanitary wipes that need to be replaced every day are a few fewer.

Burden is nostalgic for those days when he was a guest on Epstein's island.

There, he could feel the youthful vitality again, their tight skin, flawless body, and light voice.

These can bring him back to life.

Even if he is the one enjoying it.

It's a pity that those metahumans ruined such a good place.

Originally, he was still worried about being approached by superhumans. After all, the upper-level people and lower-level thugs related to that island were wiped out and killed on a large scale before.

As luck would have it, a series of events turned the world into turmoil.

These days, Burden has experienced more crises than he has experienced in his entire life combined.

Hybrid virus, hell invasion, lunatic killing, and the superman who ostensibly took away the power of the government.

oh!Damn natural and man-made disasters!Burden's psychology can be described in this way.

Although the US government on the surface has lost its rights.

But in the dark, the parliamentarians, chaebols, and military-industrial complexes who control capital and various continents think about overthrowing Superman's rule all the time.

The support of these people gave the US government a breathing space.

In this bunker, Burden's rights can be guaranteed to a certain extent, and human society also maintains a conventional order.

It's just more peaceful than before.

The patrolling superhuman soldiers that can be seen everywhere make many ambitious and conspirators hide in the corner of the sewer.

The demonstrations and riots that might have been organized were powerless against the Kryptonian weapons provided by the superhuman soldiers and Superman.

Moreover, the planning of the new city almost shifted all the attention of human society to the newly built city.

Nobody wants to be neighbors with hell creatures.

Burden thought of the island again, for some reason, his thoughts were slowing down, his memory was blurring, but he just couldn't forget the island.

When Burden was young, he had played more perverted stuff than underage girls and the like.

But he just couldn't forget the island.

"Drip! Drip!" The harsh siren woke up Burden in his memory.

"The bunker has been invaded by superhumans! Mr. President, please leave with us temporarily!" The secretary of the president picked up Burden, who hadn't reacted yet, and pulled him towards the exit of the bunker.

"Is it Superman's army?!"

"No! Not those taciturn freaks! They say... clowns!"

"What?! Isn't he dead? And a terrorist who can only do some bomb attacks deserves such a mobilization and a full evacuation alarm?!"

"...you'll know when you look at it."

It was a surveillance, and the clown appeared in front of the surveillance, but at this time, his height and weight were very wrong.

When will the clown be four meters tall?And a Harley Quinn's head on his shoulders?

Not only has his height reached four meters, but the clown's figure has also become extremely muscular, but that is not human muscle tissue at all.

Perhaps, maintaining a strong figure is just a clown's bad taste.

"I'm here for three things only! Fairness! Fairness! Fucking fairness!" The clown said something that the bunker sergeant opposite him couldn't understand.

Then, amidst Harley Quinn's laughter, the bunker sergeant who shot the clown with the fully automatic rifle in his hand crushed his head.

The clown wiped the blood from his hands with the body of the bunker sergeant.

"Elegance is necessary~"

"Ho ha ha ha ha, someone told me that there is a bunker boy hiding here."

"He also said my madness and violence would only be used against defenseless civilians."

"He scolded me! I ate him! Lots of them!"

"But I'm not an idiot. Before my game with Bruce is over, I have to find a way to win, which is also impossible."

"I'm not talking! Harry!"

From the monitoring point of view, the two-headed clown is breaking through one wall after another, and it just runs rampant in the bunker openly and aboveboard.

Burden was dragged towards the exit of the bunker.

And a young soldier wearing a gold-yellow technological device blocked the way of the clown.

To be precise, it's not blocking the way of the clown.

Instead, a white laser beam hit its chest, denting his exposed gray-blue body with a small spot.

"Oh, what's that? A novelty toy?"

In the horror of the young soldier wearing the golden tech device, the Joker bent down and smashed Harley Quinn's head at the young soldier it had grabbed.

It was like whipping a ripe watermelon with a wooden stick, and the splashed juice stained the clown.

And Harley Quinn's head licked what was sticking to the corner of her mouth.

"I want to do it again~little pudding~"

"Go and play! This is so dirty!"

"Look at these people, they sent a young man to die, a young man who was told you can stop these perverts, and just died here without any sense. It's so sad."

"I killed a good boy!"

The clown was still advancing, and the government officials he met along the way, or the staff in the bunker, were all casually killed by him.

"Oh, why didn't you call the man in the cloak? Even if the place is covered with lead, the man in the cloak will come~"

No one responded to the clown.

It was stopped again, by four metahumans.

"I knew it, how could bunker boy not have his bunker girl?"

Four superhumans, two males, one female and one transgender person.

The blazing white current pierced through the air and hit the clown's double-headed body.

A gray bandage protrudes from the body of the sole female member.

The clown was wrapped up in a short time, the gray bandage was harder than ordinary steel.

And excellent flexibility.

With a low growl, the transgender person transformed into a half-human, half-lion orc.

After scratching out several deep cracks on the ground, he jumped at the clown and bit its two heads.

And the last superhuman untied the clothes on his chest and abdomen, and aimed at the clown at any time.

"Ah ha, a suit doesn't deserve a name." The clown's head was still talking, and its head turned to the lion man who was trying to bite the head of the clown girl.

"Bah, bah, it stinks." Harley Quinn spit out a tongue from her head, half of a lion's head.

The lion-man's body fell from the clown's body.

"Haha, lions are just amateurs when it comes to biting." Harley Quinn stuck out her tongue while spitting out the flesh and blood bitten from the lion's head.

The three remaining metahumans were visibly frightened.

Even the voltage that breaks down the air has stagnated.

The clown's double-headed body was exerting force, and that force slowly opened the gray bandages that bound him.

"I can't hold it anymore!" The superhuman with bandages protruding from his body reminded her companion.

The superhuman, who had been ready to go, gritted his teeth, and launched an attack resolutely.

The abdomen of this superhuman turned out to be a hollow nothingness, that is to say, the upper half of his body was completely separated from the lower half of his body.

A black beam of light with dots of starlight penetrated everything between the superhuman and the clown.

Including air, space, time, and void.

This is an unreasonable ability.

But this ability has a fatal weakness - it's too slow, the black beam of light visible to the naked eye is slowly approaching the clown.

The gray bandage, which was tougher than steel, completely broke under the clown's force again.

The blazing electric current was ignored by the clown, his chest split open, and two beams of golden energy and blood blasted out from the two cannon-like openings protruding from his chest.

A burst of golden qi and blood power hit the superhuman emitting a black beam of light, wiped off his head, and ran through the wall behind him, layer by layer, killing many bunker personnel.

Another golden force of Qi and blood pierced through the head of the superhuman with bandages protruding from the body, causing the same effect.

The black beam of light is still slowly approaching the clown, it seems that after the death of its master, it is also firmly performing its duties.

After the clown punched the superhuman who emitted an electric current and yelled "Don't come here!" to the ground with his fist.

He put his hand into the black beam of light, and then retracted.

The part where the clown protruded into the black beam of light has disappeared.

And he moved his body to the side of the black beam of light, and the black beam of light was still moving forward firmly and slowly.

"Ha, how interesting!"

"But I have other busy things."

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Burden was still being carried forward, and he was about to board the presidential train at the exit and leave the bunker.

No one stopped, and no strange metahuman jumped out to let the fleeing group die.

They successfully boarded the presidential train - a super high-speed train buried deep underground.

After the smooth launch of the presidential train, a large group of senior staff members of the White House breathed a sigh of relief.

They have been dreading this day for a long time.

In those science fiction novels, I always like to describe how superhumans torture and kill government organization personnel.

Now they can be regarded as having escaped a catastrophe.

Unfortunately, they were happy too soon.

The train trembled violently, followed by the sound of metal cracking and gunshots.

The personnel in the control room of the presidential train at the front were determined to disconnect all the links of the other carriages except the carriages where the senior officials were.

This is insurance, and now is the time for it to work.

With the sound of the bulletproof glass cracking, the clown's head protruded from the side of the presidential train, and his body left outside smashed the walls of the train passage to pieces.

"Hello, clowns."

Amidst the violent shaking of the presidential train, the clown broke in.

Time was running out, and the unmanned presidential train finally reached the end.

The government personnel who had been waiting for a long time opened the carriage, and the first thing they saw was the body of President Burden.

He was bent into a circle abruptly, and someone stuffed his head into his ass.