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

"Hey hee hee hee..."

In the abandoned factory, there were strange laughters.

Our Chouye was enjoying a delicious dinner with Harley. In front of them was Louise who had been tied up and had fainted. Her abdomen was roughly bandaged and oozing with traces of blood. It was from Chouye's Bullet hit.

Perhaps Miss Lois Lane will not be able to stand up for the rest of her life.

"Bruce is getting busier and busier now because of the damn Justice League. He doesn't even have time to play with me, Harley." Joker said with a repainted face, pretending to be melancholy, "So I have to find a way to make him They fell apart..."

"With Superman's character, he will definitely not kill Bruce or the informer, but will bring them in front of me and try every means to stop me...and I will kill Lois in front of Superman..." Ryan, that would drive him completely crazy.”

"But sweetheart... what if you are killed by the crazy Superman?" Harley said a little aggrievedly, "We have just been together, do you want me to be a widow?"

"Oh, this is the interesting point, Harley..." Chouye grinned, "If Superman kills people out of hatred, there will be a group of people who will excuse his behavior..."

"And as long as there is a first time, there will be a second time... These guys who claim to be just are like this, until the obsession to protect 'justice' completely devours Superman..."

"In order to prevent Superman from falling, Bruce will definitely try his best to protect me from being killed by Superman... and this will only cause a rift in the relationship between Bruce and Superman."

"So it's such an interesting thing about human nature. When a best friend stops himself from taking revenge, then..."

"Dingling Bell Bell ..."

The rapid ringing interrupted Chou Ye's speech.

"Oh, Harley, I told you I don't like pizza with pineapple..." Mr. Chou answered the phone with a sneer, "Way?! Just leave the pizza at the door and don't call me..."

"I am Superman."

There was a deep voice on the other end of the phone. It looked like someone was in a bad mood today.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought the takeaway was here, hehehehehe~" Mr. Chou smiled even happier now, "How is it? Mr. Superman? Have you brought what I asked for?"

"Bruce is dead. The informer killed him, but they are all in my hands now." Clark's cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "I'm at Kent Farm, where do I need to deliver the goods?"

"I knew you couldn't do it. In fact, bringing them alive... eh." Mr. Chou said with a smile, but it took him two seconds to react, "What did you just say?"

"Bruce is dead." Clark's voice was a little impatient, "Although I didn't do it, I got his body for you, as well as the informer."

"...Huh?" Chou Ye's face no longer had the iconic wild smile, and he said in a daze, "Okay, okay...wait for me there for a while, I'll go over now."

"What's wrong with you, sweetheart?"

Harley looked at Mr. Chou hanging up the phone in a daze and wondered.

"ell, it seems that our superman has learned how to lie. It's really good. I almost believed the tone of his voice~" Mr. Chou gave a scary smile, "You go back to Gotham first and wait for me, baby..."

"I'm going to socialize."

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Kent Farm.

The landline phone on the table, as the clown hung up the phone, was smashed into a ball of electronic waste by Clark's punch.

On the ground beside him, Wade, who had transformed into Batman, was pulling the knife on his body back and forth, trying to make himself look more miserable. Blood splattered all over the floor, but to him, this blood was nothing.

"...I'm sorry." Clark looked at the weird scene and said in a daze, "If it weren't for you, Brad, maybe Bruce would really turn against me..."

"He is my best friend."

"I'm not interested in your homosexuality, Clark, and I'm not a psychiatrist." Chen Yan was smoking in the room boredly, "In fact, I didn't expect what happened now."

"...Bruce said that I will destroy this world. Is this true?" Clark slowly came to Chen Yan, sat down, took the cigar from Chen Yan, and lit the cigar with a heat gaze. , took a dull sip, and almost choked him with tears, "Oh, shit, this thing...ahem..."

"Cigarettes are magical things. It's very troublesome if you don't know how to smoke them." Chen Yan shook his head with a smile and puffed out a puff of smoke. "If you know how to smoke, you will be as happy as a god..."

"You haven't answered me yet, Brad." Clark took a deep breath and said softly.

"There is a saying in the universe next door that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility." Chen Yan pointedly looked at Wade who was self-harming over there, "My lovely cousin Wade thinks that the greater the ability, the less responsible."

"Let me tell you... ability and responsibility have nothing to do with each other. It's just a person's own choice." Chen Yan puffed on his cigarette and said softly, "Yes, Mr. Clark, in a certain timeline, you did change the world It's like a toilet, and the people there call you a tyrant and dictator in that timeline."

"In that world, Mr. Chou kidnapped Miss Louise and killed her in front of you. Then you punched Mr. Chou into skewers."

"..." Clark lowered his head with dark eyes, "I really want to do this."

"Killing people is easy, Clark, especially for people like you and me." Chen Yan threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, and said meaningfully, "The only difference is that I am not a good person to begin with. Even if I kill people, I won't do it." There will be guilt…but you are different.”

“When the god on earth will use sin to judge whether someone deserves to die, and when the judgment of justice is decided by you, the god on earth who has absolute power to crush everything, then the god on earth who brings hope will become a dictatorship. By."

"In that dark future, the world has no hope...many people died miserably. Extreme power brings not justice, but destruction."

"Bruce has been blocking you not because of his ridiculous no-kill principle... but because he knows that you are the only one who should not be driven by hatred, because that is not the Clark Kent he knows."

"..." Clark's lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak, just silent.

"As for Joker...well, he is indeed quite damnable sometimes." Chen Yan shrugged, "If I were you, and my mother and wife were kidnapped by Mr. Chou and their lives were uncertain, I would do even worse than you. ruthless."

"...You seem to have promised Bruce that you won't kill people casually in this world." Clark said with a slight frown. "Bruce doesn't want you to kill the clown. He might prefer to cure the clown."

"I don't have a brain as good as Bruce, so I won't think too much. Dealing with things is simple and clear. If you can't solve the problem, then solve the person who created the problem." Chen Yan stood up slowly and stretched, "Of course Chou Ye is one of my idols, but if he really provokes me and hurts my friends or the people I care about, then..."

"Fuck Batman!"

"Fuck the no-kill policy!"

"Fuck justice!"

"I will kill Joker with my own hands!"