[Comprehensive British and American] The richest man in the super British world

Wade has always regretted that he didn't get the chance to play the shooter game he played on Steam, but now, he kind of got his wish.Because after he said he was ready, Artemis, the red-haired Amazon woman, stepped on the gas pedal and galloped out, crushing the gravel on the edge of the cemetery, and the tall grass growing half a person without blinking her eyes, Drive her car like walking on the ground.Tim slid off his seat and fell asleep in his co-pilot, and Wade envied him a little now.

This car drives like a roller coaster, because even if there are steps, Artemis will fly out without showing any timidity.It's just that Wade, who couldn't wear a seat belt because he was holding a gun, was thrown to the left and right, and almost suffered a concussion.In the end, he could only rush forward and grab the back of the driver's seat, complaining: "Steady, can you?"

"You can say this to the things behind you." Artemis glanced at him in the car's front view mirror, "Look around, boy."

Wade turned his head, and corpses gathered around them at some point.They may have just crawled out of the mud, and they are still covered with mud, while some have obviously been crawling out for a while, with mildew covering almost the entire face, and the eyeballs hanging down to the corners of the mouth.

"I'm sorry," he corrected, "it doesn't matter how fast you go."

Artemis snorted softly: "Frankly."

She did speed up.In front of her appeared a few corpses blocking her, they accepted the order, and repeated their tricks.Only this time, the glass windows of her car had been smashed by her own hands, so she couldn't run amok.

"Shoot," she ordered.

Resigned to his fate, Wade pulled the safety catch, raised his pistol, took aim, and the bullet was right.Three bullets escaped from the muzzle of the gun and traveled straight ahead in the shaking car, piercing the heads of the three corpses in front of them.They fell limply to the ground, and Artemis crushed them.

He paused: "Are these corpses unconscious?"

Artemis glanced at him again: "What?"

"I'm just making sure." There's no need to be so fierce, he laughed dryly.

"Shouldn't be," said the Amazon, "the resurrection of 'evil' shouldn't exist."

Wade's heart twitched because he suddenly thought of Jason.

"You can't say that." He retorted, and successfully attracted the other party's attention. "It depends on the situation, right? After all, some people don't deserve to die."

"Now is not the time to talk about this." Artemis accelerated the speed of the car again, stopping his words with action, "We are spinning around the edge of the cemetery, and it is a kind of magic that stops us from moving forward."

"Magic..." Wade thought of Constantine, "I wish he was here."

"Don't rely on others, you can do it yourself." She said coldly, bent down, and under Wade's gaze, she took out a huge ax that was almost as tall as an adult from under the car seat.

……

"You are Artemis?!" Wade couldn't help shouting, "I—"

The Amazon looked back at him, scrutinizing.

"...I adore you," he added, lowering his voice.

"Very good," Artemis didn't bother to care about the intrigue in the human world. If the person in front of her had bad intentions, she would split him open, but he didn't, so she wouldn't ask him why he knew her. It's boring, "I'll jump into the car later, you climb over and drive, and move faster."

Wade nodded quickly.

Suddenly, she paused and asked, "Are you old enough to take a driver's license?"

Wade: "...I'm twenty."

"Oh," Artemis agreed symbolically, "Is it okay to drive with one hand?"

"No problem." An ominous premonition flashed in Wade's heart, "...wait a minute, I want to shoot?"

Artemis didn't answer him, and when she heard him say that she could handle it, she directly picked up the giant axe.It almost splits the car in half, and Tim slips so well that it just slices off his upturned bangs and saves him from dying at the hands of his teammates.

Wade rushed over and quickly moved Tim down.I heard that often staying up late will make you prone to baldness. As a well-known delicate boy in the Bat family, I hope Tim will not scream when he wakes up and finds that he suddenly lost his bangs-he should buy insurance for his hair.Wade touched the sleepy Tim's left half bangs distressedly.

Artemis punched the car window again, because it was bulletproof, it was unexpectedly strong.Without hesitation at all, she tore off the whole piece of glass.Wade, who has witnessed everything, successfully loses all thoughts of any approach to Artemis.He has no idea about investing in the single Amazon right now, really.Facing the empty car in front, she stepped on the driver's seat in satisfaction, pulled the roof of the car, jumped up, and landed on the front cover of the car.The remaining car glass wiper was still swinging helplessly, and was kicked off by Artemis impatiently.

"Listen to my instructions." She said, Wade felt the weight on the roof of the car, and pressed it in, and her figure disappeared from the front cover of the car, it should have fallen to the roof, and the voice floated down, "I told you to shoot. shot."

Wade immediately pulled his clothes and squeezed through the gap between the co-pilot and the main driver.He almost turned over, but fortunately he stabilized, but when he landed, he was embarrassed to be within three centimeters of Tim's face.He carefully moved himself away and put his hands on the steering wheel as comfortably as possible.

Artemis' voice fell just right: "I have been curious for a long time."

"Stand still," he said quickly, "I'm turning."

Wade maintained the speed of the racing car, rolled up the window, and then slammed the steering wheel, making the car turn in a circle, and successfully scraped down a group of corpses that surrounded him, making a teeth-piercing creaking sound. He continued Control the car back a few feet, and then move forward on the original track again.

"Before I came to Gotham, I checked a lot of people's information, and you are the only one who is not a superhero, but a relatively active newspaper star." She said, and Wade was slightly relieved when he heard that Artemis' voice was normal. .

"Huh?" He turned the steering wheel. Tim beside him had hit his head on the window just now, but he was still sleeping.He pulled the other party distressedly, and put his head back to its original position, "I remember correctly, there is also Bruce Wayne, Lex Luthor..."

"Oh, I'm talking about the pornographic news with superheroes." She said calmly, "I'm in love with Nightwing, I'm in love with Red Hood, I'm in a dilemma with Arsenal—"

Wade almost twisted the steering wheel off.

"What?" he yelled.

Tim woke up just in time to hear the next sentence.

"—oh, and I've seen it with my own eyes, and I'm sorry for Red Robin."

Tim: "..." What happened?

"Can't you think about it, is the relationship between me and the superhero a pure friendship?" Wade retorted, and he turned the corner again, throwing off the corpse behind him.

"Oh, you said that only people of different genders can have impure friendships." Artemis said meaningfully, "I'm on Paradise Island, or in the tribe, I think your views are very novel."

Of course, Paradise Island is a hidden island with only women, which is very different from the outside world.

"...At least, at least exclude me," Tim said weakly, "I, I'm innocent."

He shivered, thinking of the way his elder brother might be staring at him.Unlike the family, with whom Tim could be completely hardhearted, Dick, he never could.If it was Jason looking at him angrily, Tim had nothing to fear, because he knew that the other party was bluffing, and after a while, he would figure it out.And Damian...Damian is angry and doesn't care about him. If he can get angry with this little devil, Tim is willing to set off fireworks to celebrate on the spot, and even sacrifice his sleep time to go shopping.

Dick is a sentimental, romantic man who spends eight dollars on flowers for a loved one with ten dollars in his pocket. If he sees such nonsense in the newspaper, Tim can completely believe that the other party will put him Closed in the house listening to blue chamber music, secretly heartbroken, and then falling into a cycle of cranky pain, suddenly one night in the wee hours of the morning, he broke open Tim's locked bedroom door, stood at the head of his bed, and pulled him out of bed. I dug it out and shook him awake, then said to him solemnly: Tibao, even if it is you, I will not give up, we will have a truly fair competition.Or give him a flash call in the middle of the night and tell him how entangled he is.

Tim shivered, he couldn't imagine it anymore, he was going to die.

Not to mention that Dick has the bluest and clearest eyes in the house, and when he stares at you, you feel like you've done something completely wrong, and then you feel like you're a total badass.

"Anything, can you tell me which newspaper it is?" said Tim, who was ready to buy the paper.He's Tim President Drake, after all.

"The Daily Planet," said Artemis, "I heard it was written by Clark Kent."

"..."

There's a traitor out of over the mile?

Artemis stands on the roof.The night wind blew her hair into chaos. She was carrying a huge ax as tall as a person, like an ancient Greek god of war. More and more corpses rushed out of the cemetery and stretched out their hands towards her. She didn't blink, With a single axe, the head is harvested like mowing grass.Because of her behavior, Wade was driving on flat ground, but it seemed to be speeding on a road full of small potholes.

"It's kind of gross," Tim sat up straighter, "what's she doing?"

Tim hated it. He was the detective and he didn't want the details of things to slip through his eyes.

"It should be to find out how to break through the barrier." Wade said uncertainly, "What will we do when we find the mother? Should I headshot from a distance?"

"If it comforts you to think that, then you can," Tim said. "Wait while I drive, you shoot, remember, you can't kill it. But mastering the coffin, which is the red clay, is It’s like controlling it, so all we have to do is grab its attention and let the Amazons take the coffin.”

"Can she do it alone?"

Tim's expression was complicated: "I'm sure only she can carry it."

……Right.

Artemis moved.She was catching traces of magic in the night wind, but soon, she felt the twisting of the air.It's an extremely subtle fluctuation, but to a fighter, it's noticeable enough.The Amazon threw the giant ax violently, and it turned an arc in mid-air with the handle as the center. Then, its falling momentum was stopped, and a force as sticky as glue stopped it from falling.She doesn't smile often, but she does now because it's the smile a winner deserves.Artemis jumped up, grabbed the giant ax in mid-air, shouted, and slashed over!

Almost instantly, Wade and Tim's eyes flickered, and after the extreme white light, a deeper darkness rushed towards them.