Martin Variety in American Comics

Bang!

A tiny sound like a balloon exploding sounded from a kilometer away, and a red beam as thin as a sewing needle was fired from the barrel of a special sniper rifle, unaffected by wind speed and gravity, and hit Applek's head directly.

When Martin cut off the legs of the Ren warrior in front of him, the member of the Ren Knights hiding in the distance opened fire directly.

He had no intention of rescuing his own people at all, because he knew that he had no ability to snatch people from Martin's men.

So the sniper hiding in the distance chose to kill and silence him, so as to prevent the memories in his companions' heads from being dug out by the Jedi Knights.

But Martin had expected this, and just raised his left hand and used the Force to fix the flying beam.

The distance of a kilometer could not block his sight, and he directly locked onto the member of the Ren Knights hiding on the roof of a building destroyed by war.

"Damn it!"

The member of the Ren Knights using the sniper rifle muttered something in his mouth, turned his head and ran away, jumped into a land speeder, and ran away directly.

Martin did not chase the sniper, but looked down at Applek, whose legs were cut off.

Although the legs of this Ren warrior were cut off, the wound was sealed by the high temperature of the lightsaber, so it was only painful, not life-threatening.

He did not take off his helmet, and said in a weird voice: "It is really surprising that Jedi Knights would abuse their enemies? I didn't expect that the master of the Jedi Order would be like this."

"Tsk!"

Martin shook his head slightly, put the lightsaber on Applek's neck, and said disdainfully: "First, I am a member of the new Jedi Order, and the rules have changed a long time ago. Second, you are a loser, and losers are not qualified to make opinions, and can only wait for the punishment."

"It seems that you are a loyal person, so I won't talk nonsense with you!"

Martin did not give Applek a chance to speak, raised his hand in front of him, and began to communicate with this guy's mind and search his memory.

As a dark force sensitive, Applek still has the power to fight back in front of Martin. His whole body is tense, resisting the power invading his brain.

Anger and hostility became the fuel for the burning of the dark side force, enveloping him completely.

Martin's ears were instantly filled with piercing wails, and bloodstains appeared before his eyes, falling from the sky, as if dyeing the whole world blood red. The slaughtered corpses crawled up again, like zombies, surrounding him from all directions.

"Childish!"

Martin's evaluation of this guy dropped again.

"This kind of inferior illusion can only deceive those Jedi apprentices who are not well-trained. You want to use this thing to pull me into the dark side, it's really a foolish dream!"

Only the Jedi and the Sith have ideological conflicts, and they will use pulling the other party to their side as a symbol of victory.

When facing the force-sensitive of other organizations, whether it is the Jedi or the Sith, they will hit the other party mercilessly.

The only difference is that the means used by the Jedi are not as cruel as the Sith, but the result is the same.

Emperor Palpatine did not let General Griffith show mercy to the witch of Dathomir, who was also a user of the dark force.

Although the Knights of Ren were one of the backups left by the emperor, their attainments in the dark principle were really unsatisfactory.

Martin got rid of the opponent's barrier without much effort.

If we use a more material metaphor to describe it, he shook his body and crushed all of Appleke's mental defenses.

The brain of this warrior of Ren was completely open to Martin, and all the memories in the other party's mind were controlled by Martin.

Martin was not interested in the looting life of these space savages, and went straight to the point, looking for their experiences in the past few days.

It didn't take much effort to learn the reason why the Knights of Ren came here.

They followed the emperor's order to explore the unknown star field and find the ruins left by the ancient Sith.

When they went to a mysterious space called Exego, the Falcon spacecraft they were riding was entangled in an ion storm, and when they regained consciousness, they came near the earth.

The leader of the Knights of Ren tried to send a message to Earth, and then contacted a person on Earth and reached an alliance with him.

And this person is,

"Lex Luther!"

Martin saw the bald head deep in Applelake's memory, and he breathed a sigh of relief, helpless.

"This is a good man who doesn't live long, and evil lasts for thousands of years. This guy finally escaped with his life, but he didn't think about how to keep his tail between his legs and dared to make trouble."

Bang!

Martin thought about the hidden Luther, and his fist gradually hardened.

The leader of the Knights of Ren was with Luther, but the other members were sent out to specifically trouble Martin, and they didn't know the other party's hiding place.

"It's time to go!"

Martin raised his lightsaber and pointed it at Applelake who was sitting on the ground.

"Just now, you slaughtered 23 people with the cruel method of dismembering them. In the past robbery career, your actions directly or indirectly caused 5,316 casualties."

"In the name of the Jedi Order, I hereby sentence you to death!"

Martin looked through the guy's memory. Although he didn't look closely at what crimes he had committed during his robbery career, he saw those who died at his hands from the dark side of the Force.

"Why do you do that?"

Aplek wanted to debate with Martin at this time, but Martin didn't give him a chance to argue.

He raised his sword and beheaded him directly.

Bang!

The helmeted head fell to the ground with a dull sound, completely ending the feud between the two.

Martin did not notice any malice. He took back the lightsaber and hung it on his belt. Looking at the ruins stained with blood and the broken limbs hanging on the ruins, he sighed softly.

"That guy is so lucky!"

Beheading the unarmed enemy did not cause any ripples in Martin's heart.

He did not pursue the monk mentality of the old Jedi Order. For him, righteous revenge was a matter of course.

If it were not for avoiding himself from degenerating into a monster obsessed with revenge, Martin knew too many ways to torture the member of the Ren Order under him, so that he could enjoy the pain of the innocent people he had killed.

But he did not do it in the end.

After beheading Appleke, he called the Flash.

With a flash of lightning, the Flash came to Martin, looking at the ruins stained with blood, the body divided into two parts, and the intestines and other things.

"Is this a slaughterhouse?"

The Flash has been through a lot, but he didn't lose his composure. He just looked at the dead bodies on the ground with a bad face.

"It's the Knights of Ren. They cooperated with the gangs in Metropolis and wanted to kill me. But the plan failed. In order to save the situation, those dark-side Force-sensitives started killing people crazily."

In fact, all Force organizations have some mystical tendencies.

After the emperor came to power, he didn't care about anything else. He was devoted to studying the dark side of the Force and thinking about how to become the eternal Sith Lord.

The Dathomir witch even played magic directly.

Under this mystical tendency, many organizations have very barbaric traditions. The Sith like to conduct human experiments, and the Dathomir witch engages in undead soldiers.

In contrast, the Jedi did not do anything out of line except taking young children away from their original families, which can be regarded as restrained.

"Find some flammable materials and let's burn these bodies!"

After Martin explained what happened here, he asked the Flash to continue running errands.

"Just burn them? Don't you identify them one by one, and then let their families come to claim the bodies?"

No mistakes!

The Flash couldn't bear to see the bodies all over the floor. People are dead, so they should be given a decent ending.

Martin looked at the Flash's big eyes, and after a few seconds of silence, he said tactfully: "It's not easy to identify the bodies. We don't have enough manpower to do this."

The Flash didn't hear Martin's tactful refusal, and volunteered to say: "You don't need to worry about manpower. Don't forget, my main job is a forensic doctor, and it's not a problem to figure out the identities of these people."

Martin saw that he looked innocent, scratched his forehead, and said the real reason:

"These people live in the metropolis, and they can still run to the gang. It can be seen that their family living conditions are not good, and there is a high probability that they have no relatives. Even if they have relatives, their relatives may not have enough money to buy plane tickets and run from the metropolis to Los Angeles to collect the bodies."

The Flash opened his eyes wide, he had not thought about this problem. Whether it is the people who gave birth to him or the people who raised him, they are not short of money. They have been well-fed and well-clothed since childhood, at least they don't worry about a plane ticket.

After becoming a superhero, although he cares about the citizens of Central City very much, he is more of a moral sympathy and has not observed the living standards of the citizens of Central City.

After all, heroes need to appear at critical moments, and after completing the mission, they can retire.

Martin's words were like a bolt from the blue, directly hitting the innocent heart of the Flash, making him realize his problem.

"Of course, as long as we delay some time and solve the problem of superhumans. We can also send these bodies back, but his family will definitely not accept them."

"Why?"

The Flash asked subconsciously, and then stared at Martin seriously, wanting an answer.

"The gangs are always connected through relationships such as family and brotherhood. Once those people accept the bodies we send back, the people of the International Gang will think that their families have betrayed the gang and will punish them."

Martin is very familiar with this method of gang control.

Let’s not talk about other worlds for now. When dealing with the underworld empires such as the Hutts and the Black Sun in the Outer Ring, such things often happened.

The gangs in Central City are still very modern. They only talk about money and interests, and don’t mention family.

Occasionally, there are a few such groups, but they are only two or three people. They can’t produce any terrifying phenomena at all. Instead, they will make people miss the feelings between parents and brothers.

So, the Flash was very angry. He was panting angrily, his chest was heaving violently, and yellow lightning burst out from the surface of his body.

"Calm down, you can’t change the reality no matter how angry you are!"

Martin is not angry, but he has learned how to transform this anger into more realistic actions. He will no longer just yell and try to use this attitude to let the almighty God show up to help him solve the problem.

The Flash’s mind turned quickly and he immediately said: "We can issue a public statement to indicate that this is just a public welfare action."

"The mind is fast, but the mouth is still not fast!"

Martin was not mocking Barry. Dealing with such an organized gang was obviously beyond his ability because he had never faced such an enemy.

"No matter what you say, as long as you do it, it will be regarded as a signal of provocation to the International Gang. They can't deal with the Alliance, so they will naturally choose to use terror to intimidate their own people."

"Again, saying ten thousand words is not as good as doing one thing!"

The Flash looked at the red land and gradually clenched his fists. His sympathy for the dead turned into anger, causing his body to vibrate at high speed, as if he was leaving this world.

"Stop!"

Martin snapped his fingers and seriously came up with an idea: "If you can't get over the threshold in your heart, then collect the bodies of these people and find a place to bury them in Los Angeles. This is also our last effort to allow them to complete the last journey of their lives."

The Flash finally accepted Martin's suggestion, quickly found a pile of body bags, and put the bodies into the bags in different categories.

For a moment, he even forgot that the real target was already pointed at the International Gang.

"You are still young after all!"

Martin looked at the Flash who was gradually calming down and shook his head slightly.

The anger of the Flash just now was real and fake!

He actually couldn't empathize with those who suffered. The reason why he had such anger was only because the morality he accepted required him to do so.

In other words, the Flash was so angry in order to become the kind of person he should be.

In a sense, this is also a kind of "hypocrisy", a hypocrisy that belongs only to modern times.

Only modern people will put on such a hypocritical coat woven by morality and social norms in pursuit of their fantasy selves, and disguise themselves as their fantasy selves.

And those who live in dire straits do not have such hypocrisy.

Because he will clearly turn what he believes into reality, no matter what the cost of doing so is.

"You slowly collect these corpses, I'm going to deal with the Knights of Ren!"

Martin shook his head and thought to himself that he was really influenced by his identity as a Jedi Knight. Today, he was so interested in philosophical issues.

After saying goodbye to the Flash, he quickly returned to the camp and was warmly welcomed.

The people of the charity organization thanked Martin for saving them, the young superhumans wanted to see what a Jedi Knight looked like, and the members of the Justice League were proud of Martin's behavior.

Martin smiled and dealt with this welcome, and found Diana who was busy.

As soon as Diana looked up, she teased Martin and said, "Hey, isn't this our most popular Jedi Master? How does it feel to be surrounded by everyone?"

The first day of July, it's over!