Jedi Knights in the Comic World

"We are very fortunate that this Superman has always been firm in his will to protect the entire world, but we cannot guarantee that the next Superman will have the same idea, so this is my 'Task Force X' plan."

"This plan is mainly to use the top criminals and the worst of the worst to form a special operations team. They may not all have superpowers, but their will and ability are definitely top-notch."

Amanda took out a thick file, with a few big words written on the blue cover - "Task Force X".

"I've known about this plan for a long time, but it's too unstable." Before Ao Guanhai could speak, the director of the FBI spoke up, questioning the feasibility of this plan. "Amanda, you don't want to put our national security in the hands of a bunch of witches, a gang of juvenile delinquents, and an alligator? Oh, and don't forget the Joker's girlfriend!"

"This plan is not advisable! Can a team of villains protect our country? What makes you think you can control this group of criminals?"

Amanda glanced at the director casually and said slowly: "My job is to make people do things that go against their interests for the sake of national security, Your Excellency."

"I don't care what they have done before, but in my case, they can only be a sharp knife in my hand to protect the interests of the country."

"We have developed a miniature nanobomb. For those criminals who are within control, we will implant this bomb into their bodies. As long as there is a slight abnormality, we can press the button and their heads will Will boo~”

"Mr. President, in a world filled with trapeze artists and monsters, this is the only way to protect our country."

"Well, let me see the files of these people." Ao Guanhai sat quietly on the chair and looked through the files Amanda brought. This was a surprising sight.

"Floyd Lawton, nicknamed Deadshot, has a 100% mission success rate."

"Harley Quinn, nicknamed Harley Quinn, is a master of fighting."

"Diggle Harkness, nicknamed Captain Boomerang, has superb boomerang throwing skills."

"Chato Santana, nicknamed the Revenge Demon, has the ability to control fire."

"Waylon Jones, nicknamed Killer Croc, is a criminal with super strength and endurance, and a thoughtful mind."

"Jon Munn, nicknamed the Charming Witch, has magical abilities."

After a long time, Ao Guanhai rubbed his slightly sore eyes, sighed, and said: "In order to avoid special situations like Gotham from happening again in the future, when the military cannot directly intervene, let special people do special things." Let’s do it!”

"I approve, but we cannot put these criminals back on the streets in the name of the government. Task Force

"Let's form it as soon as possible, and contact Superman and the mysterious man as soon as possible, and ask them to help Gotham. There are less than 24 hours left. The longer this matter is delayed, it will not be good for the country or the people of Gotham. What a good thing."

"Yes! Mr. President! I will definitely not let you down!" Amanda said with joy on her face and excitedly said to Ao Guanhai.

"Go out and do your work! You will fully cooperate with Amanda in whatever she needs." Ao Guanhai nodded and motioned for the officials to go out.

After the last official went out and closed the door, Ao Guanhai slowly stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window next to the office, and sighed.

"This world is becoming more and more terrifying. I really don't know whether the next Superman will be good or bad."

Gotham, Villa District.

A luxurious Mercedes-Benz parked at the door of a three-story villa. When the door was opened, an old man in a suit and leather shoes, with gray hair combed meticulously, stepped out.

Alfred straightened out his slightly wrinkled suit, walked slowly to the door of the villa, and pressed the doorbell.

"Dingling bell~~" Elizabeth, who was making lunch in the kitchen, heard the doorbell, wiped the water stains on her hands, and hurried over to open the door.

"Hello, who are you?" Elizabeth asked doubtfully when she saw an old man she didn't know standing outside the door.

"Hello, madam, I want to see someone."

The old butler bowed politely and spoke with a strong British accent full of classical flavor.

"Elizabeth, let him in. He has come to see me."

Elizabeth wanted to ask something else, but she heard a voice coming from inside the house. After the voice died down, Elizabeth welcomed the old housekeeper in with a shy smile.

Alfred followed Elizabeth to the living room and saw Albert, wearing a hooded battle suit, sitting in the living room with his eyes closed and meditating. As Bruce's butler and intelligence support, he naturally knew Albert's identity, but he didn't expect that he had changed his uniform.

"Mr. Albert, I didn't expect it to be you!" The old butler was slightly surprised, but his good professionalism allowed him to quickly adjust his state, and he told the purpose of his visit.

"I came here to think"

"I know what you are here for. He is inside. Don't worry. I have treated his injuries. He needs a good rest now." Albert asked the old housekeeper to sit down and asked Elizabeth to take a bath. Two cups of coffee, he said with a smile. "When he wakes up, you can take him back."

"Can I go in and have a look?"

The old housekeeper was still a little worried and proposed to visit his master. After all, seeing is believing. Albert nodded and pointed to the innermost room in the corridor. The old butler stood up, bowed slightly to express his gratitude, and walked towards Bruce's room.

Opening the door gently without making any sound, the old housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Bruce lying on the bed, still wearing the bat suit and breathing calmly. He slowly closed the door and exited quietly, fearing to wake up Bruce who was sleeping.

Returning to the living room, the old butler said gratefully to Albert: "Thank you, Mr. Albert, for curing my master's injury and preventing him from exposing his true identity in front of Gotham people.

"Hahaha, you're so polite. I also envy him that he has an elder like you who takes such great care of him. By the way, this is a piece of information. You can take it and develop some new gadgets. It should be helpful. "Albert waved his hand, saying it didn't matter, and then took out a small USB flash drive.

"After he has rested, we will discuss how to effectively stop Bain's plan."

The old housekeeper nodded, took the USB disk and put it in his pocket. Suddenly the phone rang. The old butler looked at Albert with a slightly apologetic look, walked aside and answered the phone.

"This is Alfred, please tell me something."

"Alfred, it's me, Barbara. I'm in the Batcave right now, and I can't find you anywhere." A clear female voice came from the other end of the phone. "I saw the news, is Bruce okay now?"

Barbara Gordon, codenamed Batgirl, became one of Bruce's main assistants after Nightwing gave up his identity as Robin. Commissioner Gordon's eldest daughter once had a love history with Nightwing.

"Master is fine, don't worry. I'm next to him now, and we'll go back later."

After Alfred calmed Barbara's anxious mood on the phone, he returned to the living room and sat down. Then he heard a voice.

"Alfred? Why are you here?"

Turning his head to look, Bruce woke up at some point and walked to the corner of the living room, looking at the old housekeeper doubtfully.

"Thank God, you finally woke up. You don't know how nervous I was when I saw the news." The old butler stood up excitedly, walked quickly to Bruce, and spoke quickly, with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine, Alfred. Now I feel like I've never been in better shape. It feels like I'm back ten years ago."

Seeing the old butler's somewhat gloomy look, Bruce could feel a strong affection flowing in his chest and gently patted the old butler on the shoulder.

"I've even healed your hidden injuries, so your condition will definitely be better than before." Albert walked over and said with a smile.

"I saved your life, Gotham's great hero."

Bruce looked at Albert in front of him, looked at the uniform he was wearing, and said abruptly: "Your clothes are a bit flashy!"

"Believe it or not, I broke your bones off piece by piece and broke them! Your black and hard armor is not that good! Haven't you been beaten to pieces?"

Albert was stunned, hit Bruce on the shoulder hard, and cursed with a smile.

"No matter how hard the armor is, it's not as important as your life. If it weren't for me, your spine might not be able to recover."

Bruce kept a cold face, but fortunately his expression was not visible under the cover of the mask. He snorted coldly: "That's not necessarily true~ I know of a place where human flesh and bones can be made alive."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk~ Old butler, please take care of your master! As a man who can't even say thank you, I won't meddle in your own business next time. I'll let you lie on a stretcher and let the whole Gotham public live broadcast. ." Albert said angrily as he looked at Bruce's mouth that only opened his mouth, but once he opened his mouth it was enough to make people angry.

"Alfred, let's go home."

The old housekeeper didn't say anything, just looked at the two bickering people with a smile. Bruce didn't say anything more and strode towards the door. The old butler thanked Albert again, and then quickly followed his master.

"Albert."

Bruce walked to the door, put his hand on the handle, and suddenly stopped. He turned sharply and called Albert.

"Why don't you leave quickly! I'm tired of seeing you." Albert said angrily, as if he was sending off the plague.

"Thank you."

The corner of Bruce's mouth curled up with a nice smile. After speaking, he turned around, opened the door, and strode out.

"Ha~ A man's mouth is a liar."

Albert was stunned for a moment, then sneered, shook his head and walked back to the living room.