Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

"Oh, you caught me, the famous super man." In the garden of Wayne Manor, with bursts of silver light, Wade's time remnants gradually disappeared, and Wade directly raised his hands, nervously 's mouth said. "Look, I'm just here to help, to eliminate... ah no, the plan to defeat the Teen Titans was made by Blood Dragon, and that stinky bat is fully aware of it. This is just training."

"If you insist on beating me up, I don't care, as long as you leave me a whole body... Oh, I like your new clothes. I have always wanted to complain about your previous image of wearing underwear outside. More perverted than me... Uh, sorry, I just can't stop talking."

"So, this is the reason why you used kryptonite liquid to trap my son?" Clark smiled dangerously. He was squeezing Wade's neck, his eyes glowing red, "That alien doesn't know... …Will an overdose of kryptonite really kill Connor? Huh?!”

"Ah, you said that, that's not kryptonite, that's the potion prepared by Brad." Wade smiled awkwardly, "I admit that in order to add more effects to the show, I asked him to add more than a dozen kinds of potions to the potion. The animal excrement and a little urine from the three of us were distilled...but please believe me, that stuff is not harmful at all, it just smells so bad that it can't be washed off after being on your body for more than ten days."

"What?!" x4

Dick, Tim, Garth and Connor's faces were all green at this time. They didn't expect that these gangsters didn't want to hurt them, but wanted to disgust them! Thinking of what was mixed in this liquid, each of their stomachs began to churn crazily. Their expressions looked like they had just gone swimming in the sewage system of the Gotham Chemical Plant and then been thrown into a septic tank to drink. A few big mouthfuls of feces and water are just as uncomfortable!

"vomit……"

"Yes, that's what we originally envisioned." Wade smiled awkwardly, "After all, it was just training. Maybe you didn't see that we were not prepared to hurt them at that time. We only used the back of the knife to hit them. You see, It was just a bruise, not a stab wound."

"That potion was specially prepared by Brad. It is said to be good for the body, but I don't know if it will increase Connor's physical strength. After all, Connor is only half-Earthling."

"Uh... So, we all misunderstood Teacher Brad?" Connor's honest face showed a puzzled expression, and then he felt deeply guilty, "I... I'm sorry... I don't know..."

"It is true that I will beat you, but it is also for your own good." Even though Clark was still holding his neck, Wade still said with difficulty, "I have to say, in my opinion, all of you are rated 0 points this time. .”

"Not to mention the two brats from the Stinky Bat family. They have brains, but not much. They have no use except as assistants in the whole process. They can deal with ordinary villains with their own skills, but they are useless against people with super powers. I I didn’t even make a killing move just now, otherwise you would have been dead a long time ago.”

"The fish-man kid just put it on display, knowing that his magic can only buy the super kid a little time, but he still relies on his own judgment to give the solution immediately. The external brain of the Justice League is Batman! Whenever you follow Even if that mother bird changes her position, she will be better than the one she played just now!"

"And the super little fart...boy!" Seeing that the red light in Clark's eyes seemed to be brighter, Wade angrily stopped spewing trash talk, "You are the strongest among them all! But you just follow Just like this super hunk, he doesn’t like to think once he has an external brain! If you had thought of a way to crack it a few minutes earlier, I would have been nothing to a naughty kid like you with perverted superpowers!”

"0 points! Poor! Shameful! Don't stop me! I just want to say it! Even if you shoot my head off, I will say it too! They are rubbish! When they encounter problems, they will just cry and look for their father! They will die one day His half-brother, Uncle Da, is here, let me see how you deal with the crisis! Bah!"

Well, this guy has been suppressed for too long, and he's starting to let himself go.

"I'm sorry, I was so concerned that I messed up." Clark's expression gradually calmed down. He gently put Wade down, kindly tidied up his somewhat dirty red tights, and said apologetically, "Bruce said That’s right, you Wilson family mercenaries are indeed commendable for how responsibly they handle their entrustment.”

"It's over! I won't play anymore! You brats! Just a little bit~~~" Wade lifted up his mask and made a face at the four dumb boys who were stunned on the spot, "nnd, I also want to give Brad a gift. If you give me a small gift, who would have thought you would be dragged into this mess..."

Clark watched the cursing Wade leave and shook his head helplessly: "Bruce, Bruce...when will you change your damn temper..."

"Do you have to keep everything in your heart? Is it so difficult to trust someone?"

"Clark!" A golden-red figure jumped out instantly and came to Clark. It was Barry. "Come with me! We have to stop Brad!"

"What's going on? Speak slowly." Clark frowned slightly and asked softly.

"It's too late, come with me!" Barry said anxiously, "That bastard Bruce has pissed off Brad. It's not easy for anyone to come now! You have to help me stop him!"

"Otherwise Bruce will be dead!"

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Two minutes ago.

The golden-red figure rushed into the Batcave in an instant accompanied by golden lightning. When Barry arrived, he was surprised to find that beside Deathstroke, Jason was squatting on the ground and looking at the two guns in his hands gloomily, while Wally , has been released, and is shivering on the spot wearing a cashmere blanket.

"WTF? What's going on?" Barry rushed to Wally's side instantly, turning into a golden-red afterimage, rubbing Wally's clothes at high speed, using friction to generate heat to gradually raise Wally's body temperature, and then, slightly out of breath Looking at Deathstroke who was playing with his mobile phone, he said, "Hey, Slade, what are you busy with?"

"Brad didn't answer the phone." Slade said expressionlessly, "I have released Mr. West according to his instructions. Logically speaking, the training is over, but he didn't answer the phone..."

"I guess the Justice League will appear, and that's part of Bruce's plan, right?"

"Ah? What plan? What are you talking about?" Barry tilted his head in confusion, "What's going on?"

"I think you should call Superman over as soon as possible, maybe something will happen." Slade put the phone back into his pocket and said indifferently, "Brad should be at the entrance of the Batcave near the Manor Falls according to the plan. If it's really what I think..."

"Then Bruce is in trouble, big trouble."

"I don't understand what you're talking about..." Barry scratched his head in confusion, "What could happen? Batman is the strongest. If we really get into a fight, no one in the Justice League can beat him. "

"You also said, it's a date, not a fight. Brad's abilities are just the tip of the iceberg for me right now..." Slade raised his eyes and looked at the fastest fool in the world in front of him, and said softly, "Brad Ladd's character is very extreme and he is usually gentle, but once this kind of person gets really angry, he will kill someone."

"And Bruce's character will inevitably challenge Brad's bottom line again and again... I guess Bruce went too far this time."

"If you don't call Superman here..."

"Bruce, he could die."