[Justice League] Violent Aesthetics

The blue planet is behind us.

It was another fine day when the Green Lantern Corps was dispatched, and Jordan and I were sandwiched between the dense green sesame seeds scattered on the black curtain.The lonely universe doesn't sigh because the dust is gone-she can't see us, she can't see anything because she doesn't want to see.

Our war is like the struggle of cold medicine and flu virus in the body, and it is still decomposed and eliminated in the end. At this moment, the faceted crystal ball placed in the lobby of the five-star hotel in blue and white behind everyone is just a foil, used to tell us Even death is an honorable death in a high-end club.

Everyone was waiting, one second, two seconds, three seconds, waiting for the fist that was about to hit the face.

"It feels like it's back to those never-ending days," I said, "with my good colleague Hal Jordan standing by my side and fighting by my side."

John flew over from my right, his ring gleaming, "Hal, the Legion is ready."

"Then we'll wait here, we must not let them touch the earth."

How do you know they will come, maybe they will be late for coffee or use the date as an excuse not to gather.I folded my hands behind my head and questioned him. Out of the corner of my eye, I counted the hundreds of unfamiliar faces in the direction John came from.

The beloved student of the greatest Green Lantern ever pinched me with his eyes, and then he stretched out his arms calmly, and the black and green coverings outlined the curved lines of his muscles. "Sikes," he said, "we're ready."

"We've got to have a good drink," I said, turning to John, the green sesame behind me glowing, glowing, listless as if I hadn't slept all night.

"You're so bright, Guy." He took his hard eyes away from Blizzard and Lenk to look at me, "I heard you're blue."

"It's kind of your style," he added.

Obviously it's called setting, where the characters are, who's red, who's blue, who's alive and who's dead.

You spend your entire life casting yourself as the main character, and the camera follows you.But in other people's movies, you are still an extra who doesn't necessarily remember your face after watching it ten times.Maybe the protagonist doesn’t like to brush his teeth, maybe he has a girlfriend and still needs to huddle in front of the computer in a small dark house to watch porn. A large truck that did not obey the traffic rules crashed into the green belt.

Worry about everything that other people don't know.

There are thousands of protagonists acting in a play called "Defending the Earth".

The issuing company's LOGO seemed to be blocked by frosted glass, and the black coal was a paste.

The cast list has more than 1000 lines.

Producer, none.

Screenwriter, none.

Director, no.

The protagonist does not die, and the plot does not end.

Eighth, respect life and refrain from violence unless you have no choice.

A huge door appeared as the space was torn apart, the colors mixed together and sparkled, and the black universe inside their door was also mixed with reality.From afar, we saw fly-like guys squeezed out of the door in groups, and the dazzling green was like burning your eyes when looking directly at the sun.

They rushed at us in a swarm, and I saw the green cannon propped up on the opposite side, and the black muzzle was aimed at us. John yelled, and the Green Lanterns behind him stretched out their arms, and the energy of the ring gathered into a shield to block the attack. After firing that cannon, everyone rushed forward with a bang, shouting or silent, green weapons intertwined, and a mess in front of the faceted crystal sphere.

"Fuck you Jordan!" I smashed the hammer against the man who was jumping on me, then grabbed the tentacle that was on my shoulder, swung my arm forward and gave him a hammer with a modernized weapon , "Why the hell is the other party Green Lantern!"

"I don't know!" Hal's yell seemed to reach my ears through a space-time tunnel. He leaned over to avoid a green bullet flying at a high speed, and blocked the attack with a concrete brick wall, crackling.

Lianke came up to me, straightened his body and spat out ketchup on their faces when several strange-looking faces rushed towards me, the fire burning in the vacuum was anger.

Oh well done.

"Guy!" he yelled, "how did they tell you that beating 'one of your own' is Green Lantern's unique way of venting?!"

How do I know Jordan's head was squeezed by something.I retract the hammer to turn it into a red chainsaw, the sound of the engine spinning when powered up reminds me of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre even though there is no prey under it, and now I'm holding it ready to hit something that doesn't seem to have been hit The Great Nessie monster manifested by the "Green Lantern" fell down.

Kill him, kill him.ring tell me.

But I was attacked from behind by Ai Sewen's Xiaolong fist. The moment the chainsaw disappeared, I staggered forward to stabilize my figure. I can't help but plan to teach me about my rebellion now.

"Ai Sewen, what the hell are you crazy about!" I used the red barrier to receive his second attack. At this time, a green light beam suddenly appeared from behind me, dragging its long tail and flying "swish" beside my ear. I went over and knocked the lunatic on the opposite side far away, and I turned around and saw another little dragon.

Hold?I looked at him and said.

"Looks like we've met the exact same version of ourselves—" He flicked the ring on his tail with his carnivore-like sharp teeth in his mouth, just like people like to blow on the muzzle after shooting a gun.

Big trouble this time.

Ninth, prioritize the greatest threats within your jurisdiction.

I don't know how long the battle lasted. It's hard to imagine how the little blue people tolerate their cruelty. I dare say they are better than 70.00% of the villains we have encountered.I stared intently at the severed limb floating not far away.

John Stewart was kidnapped.

"At least we managed to protect Sector 2814..." A man with a pattern on his face didn't dare to speak loudly, he looked like a recruit who had just entered the regiment.

success?Do you call it victory by kicking their ass on a battlefield where you can't even tell whether it's your own or the enemy's corpse?The severed limb drifted away, and I squinted at him.

The price of protecting Sector 2814 is the same as every time the Green Lantern Corps goes out - we witness the Blackest Night, we witness the Battle of Green Lantern, we witness every protagonist who falls beside us to end his movie.

Blizzard and Lianke pulled me desperately, while Kilowog stood in front of Jordan. He grabbed Kilowog's shoulders and tried to push him away. Then the facial features under the mask were twisted into a ball, and his brows were tightly frowned. .He was yelling at me and the ring was shining.

The red light ring said that the energy value is six percent.

"You asked me to help with a blue light ring, and it turned out to be a fucking Green Lantern! More than twice as many as us! Great - now John is taken by them!" I couldn't help it, The stimulant capsule is working at this moment, the hatred and anger flowed back into the veins of my body, the red energy mixed with saliva spewed out, Blizzard pulled my arm and said enough, cover, enough.

I pointed at his nose, "And you keep screwing things up!"

"Do you think--"

Hal Jordan said a few words before Kilowog yelled his name, and he grabbed Jordan and walked away from me, doing what he would do every time we fight, shouting loudly as he walked Speak words for mediation.But I still can't control my blame, cursing, together with the past, I can scold whatever comes to mind.

You're angry that your friend is in trouble.

"Snapped!"

Blizzard slapped me, Link ignored it, and I felt better.

The Green Lantern who was still alive watched the former honor guard of the Green Lantern Corps and the current honor guard fight, swearing at each other with the worst words.I kept the posture of tilting my head when she slapped me, and swallowed the red anger, feeling like I had chewed two candles raw.

Tenth, safeguard the honor of the Legion.

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