Meiman: Get the Pleasant Goat template at the beginning

Chapter 190 The principle of not killing is a fool!
The field of vision in the sky is very wide, and Ian can see what is happening on the ground at a glance.

Some soldiers used heavy weapons in the battle and hit a tunnel on the edge of the battlefield. The supporting structure collapsed, and the earth and rocks crashed down, trapping a passing train in the middle of the tunnel.

First, Superman flew over, ready to break through the rocks to save people.

Then a man with purple hair and a Union Jack shirt appeared. He brought three companions with different looks, not only to save people, but also to enter the battlefield.

"The bait for this fishing is too obvious. Whoever designed this plan, I want to give him a bad review."

Ian complained fiercely about what happened on the ground.

Diana also shook her head: "The dozens of people fighting on both sides each shot out a base amount of ammunition. Normal trains will never pass here, unless the people on the train don't want to live."

Although Ian and the others saw through the matter at a glance that something was wrong, they did not look for the main messenger.

The reason is also very simple, as long as you are not a person with a brain problem, you will not appear on the scene when doing bad things, otherwise you will easily get burned.

"However, that may not be the case."

Ian rubbed his chin and thought, someone who can devise such an obvious scheme with loopholes might be really stupid enough to appear on the scene directly.

How about taking a look around?
Ian was struggling, but the following things helped him make a choice.

The purple-haired Manchester Black rushed into the battlefield with three of his friends, and then began to stop the conflict between the two sides by killing.

Manchester opened his hands, and invisible spiritual power swept all directions. The guns in the hands of all soldiers were forcibly seized, suspended in mid-air, and then squeezed into a big iron ball.

The two-meter-high cold cast made a big jump, smashing a big hole in the ground, and with a wave of two cattail fan-sized hands, they grabbed the big iron ball and threw it around, smashing many soldiers who were still confused. It became a meat paste.

Hat reached into his own hat, pulled out a pistol, and fired at the unarmed soldiers.

The herd waved bat wings and flew in the air. With one hand, thousands of poisonous snakes flew out in the green light, wrapped around the soldier's body, and then bit him.

The skin of the strong soldiers quickly turned green, and their flesh and blood began to rot.

In the blink of an eye, the two warring parties were defeated by the three men led by Manchester.

The fear in the hearts of the soldiers continued to rise due to the death of their comrades in arms.

They chanted the name of "God" and fled in all directions in embarrassment.

Manchester had no intention of stopping. He increased the output power of his mind power, and his mind power turned light blue, spreading outward around him, grabbing the fleeing soldiers.

"This day came earlier than I expected."

Ian watched Manchester's actions with a serious face. He said to Diana: "From this moment on, superhumans must make their own choices, and choose what attitude to face the current order."

"Is it so serious? It's just a few people who prevented a small battle."

Diana is not very sensitive to superpowers. Paradise Island is full of magic and supernatural powers, and it is difficult to respond to common sense.

Ian nodded seriously, Manchester Black is not a person willing to be ordinary.

"However, these are things that Americans have to worry about. Who makes them the biggest beneficiaries of the current international order!"

Diana shook her head in disapproval: "Could it be that superhumans won't appear in other countries?"

"The order of the third world is already very fragile, and it has been shrouded in the cloud of war all the year round. Even if there are superhumans, they will just continue to fight. The United States and Western Europe are different. The emergence of superhumans will affect the current power structure. .”

When Diana heard this sentence, it was as if something was stuck in her throat, and she was always unable to refute.

Ian saw Manchester's telekinetic force grabbed the soldier and said, "However, we still have to stop this farce first."

As he said that, under the effect of the Beaulieu battle robe, he flew towards the battlefield like a red shooting star, showing his existence to everyone without concealing it.

"Hey, that's a cool entry!"

Manchester joked to his partner: "I just now find that Ian is more interesting than Superman, but unfortunately he is too low-key. If it weren't for the information Waller gave us, I don't even know that there is a person who leads so many events. development of."

"So what do we do with him?" asked his pals.

"It's the first time we meet, of course we have to say hello."

Manchester opened his arms and flew into the air in the posture of the crucifixion of Jesus. His eyes shot out blue-black light, and his spiritual power distorted everything around him.

"After all we got a lot of support from Amanda Waller!"

Then, Manchester saw a hurricane connecting the sky and the earth pressing towards him.

The telekinetic power that was originally intended to be used for the attack shrank into a ball in an instant, wrapping himself and his three friends together.

Boom!

The hurricane crushed the telekinetic force, and Manchester and his three little friends were hammered into the soil like nails.

Ian didn't use Happy Superman's template. He was afraid that he would use a little more strength and beat these four guys into meat sauce.

"call--"

Ian waved his hand, and the violent hurricane flowed around according to his will, forming a isolation zone, isolating an open space that no one would disturb.

"Who are they?"

Superman flew to Ian's side against the hurricane, looking at Manchester who pulled himself out of the ground with telekinetic power, his face was full of anger.

"They killed at least [-] soldiers, and it was in an extremely cruel way. Where did they come from to run out of superhumans to behave like this?"

Clark was not an idiot. The moment he saw the corpse, he thought that this incident was likely to cause fear in humans.

That's why he rushed to Ian's side in a hurry, wanting to ask clearly.

"We are officially authorized to kill people!"

Manchester pulled out his friends one by one, and showed his big white teeth to Superman flying in the sky.

Superman shook his head abruptly, and said in disbelief, "This is murder, what kind of government..."

He stopped in the middle of his words, and Manchester used telekinetic power to send a document to him.

Superman read ten lines at a glance, and read the document with hundreds of clauses, and the name of the final signature-Amanda Waller!

"I think this document already says a lot."

Manchester folded his hands on his chest, scrutinized the anger on Superman's face, and said, "I was authorized by the United Nations to intervene in this war. Maybe the method was a little rough, but the result was good. The war is over, isn't it? "

Superman clenched his fists, and none of the dozens of corpses was complete, and everyone suffered great pain before they died.

"Mr. Superman, it's a pleasure to meet you and Mr. Ian. However, we have other things to do."

"So, goodbye!"

Manchester made a hat-tipping gesture.

He didn't have a hat on his head, so the friend code-named "Hat" lent him his magical hat.

But soon, Manchester discovered a big problem. Although he successfully messed with Superman's heart with government documents, Ian did not respond.

Ian has been watching Manchester.

Frankly speaking, I am a little disappointed, his ambition is just average in Ian's opinion.

So he flew up to Clark and asked directly: "What did Amanda Waller take from you with this document?"

"Aren't you going to let us go?" Manchester felt troubled.

"Why should I let you go?"

Ian landed on the ground and moved forward step by step, like a mountain, approaching these people continuously, with a deep voice in his mouth.

"Amanda Waller sucks."

"Your brains are not clear. Documents issued by the US secret department are only valid in the United States. This is not the United States. You have killed people and have no immunity."

When Ian said this, he took a special look at Superman, signaling him not to be entangled there, and to be more sober.

Manchester is heartbroken. Although he is conceited, he doesn't think he can deal with the combat power of the two supermodels Ian and Superman at the same time.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You are denying the validity of American laws, but laws..."

"The law is nothing but a bunch of rules!"

Ian said with a cold face: "Without the endorsement of the ruling class, the law is nothing but a pile of waste paper."

"Manchester Black, I've heard of you. To others, you're ambitious. To me, you're average."

"You don't understand how the current order works, nor do you have the courage and determination to go beyond the system.

You rely on your psychic powers to seem superior and want to represent everyone.In fact, you are just a rootless duckweed, chattering about with the principle of not killing one detail, but you don't know what is really important. "

"Read more books, naive ghosts. I recommend Hegel's "Principles of Legal Philosophy". First, let's understand what capitalism is and how the world works."

Ian stopped his progress. He was only one step away from the people in Manchester. His shadow had already covered four people, completely overwhelming them in momentum.

He waved his hand, and the wind wall barrier dissipated, turning into an air current and returning to the sky.

"You can leave now!"

In Ian's voice, Manchester and the others left here, without the high spirits they had at the beginning.

"Just let them go?" Superman was still hesitating.

Ian patted the big man on the shoulder, and said sincerely: "I will also give you what I said to Manchester, Clark! Read more philosophy books. With your brain, this is not difficult."

"Don't you think it doesn't matter to kill?" Superman's eyes widened. Of course he knew that Ian had no principle of not killing, but he just pretended not to see it in the past.

"It doesn't matter whether you kill or not. Do you think those politicians who criticize you really care about human life?"

Ian took a deep breath. He felt a little annoyed, but decided to make it clear to Clark.

He glanced around, all the people on the train had been sent to a safe place by Clark, and all the soldiers had run away.

Hey!
Ian snapped his fingers: "Phantom magic!"

The magic he learned from the magic fairy book took effect, and the two people suddenly disappeared in place, and no one could see or hear them.

Clark waited for Ian to finish his actions before saying in a deep voice, "Human life is the most precious thing in this world. No one has the right to take another person's life casually."

"I agree!" Ian nodded.

"In theory, it is. Thus, in a society, if a person or a group can forcibly take the life of another person in a formal way. He or that group will become the ruler of the society."

Clark understood exactly what Ian meant.

"So those who criticized me really cared that I might take that power away from them, not how many people died."

"You've finally figured it out!"

Ian nodded with satisfaction: "So, if you are willing to join them, attend a few receptions and party, and eliminate a few enemies for them. I promise, the next day, all the media will turn around and become your most loyal supporters."

Although he said this in a joking tone, it is also true.

Unlike feudal manor owners who would rather die than hold on to the land, modern rich people don't mind sharing the spoils with others, as long as the participants have enough capital.

In their eyes, Superman obviously has the qualifications to join forces with others.

Listening to Ian's words, Clark thought of the horrible scenes he saw and heard when he was running to rescue people in the metropolis, and felt a little sick.

His face shrank into a ball, and he said in a deep voice: "I would rather die than join those people."

Ian knew very well that Clark's strong moralism made it impossible for him to become a robber who would divide the spoils.

Although, he wants to do this very easily, and he will never do it like this.

Ian reminded him solemnly: "Then you must be prepared to be an enemy of them."

Clark opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Ian.

"Don't imagine that you can be a bridge of communication so that everyone can live a happy and happy life."

Ian stared into Clark's eyes like lightning: "This is not a fairy tale, but a reality. The reality we are facing is that the international order dominated by the United States is destined to make some people victims in order to maintain the order. "

"From a global perspective, those who were sacrificed were the people of the third world in Asia, Africa and Latin America. From a domestic perspective, those who were sacrificed were those who were forced to go bankrupt and could only become homeless, prostitutes, thieves, and drug dealers."

It was obvious what Clarke chose.Of course he wasn't going to be a cannibal.

"What did Amanda Waller and Manchester Black trade?"

Clark turned his attention back to Manchester.

Ian replied: "It's nothing more than using them to deal with us. It's nothing new. If it's a little more advanced, it's trying to use Manchester's ambitions to establish a dangerous image of superhumans in front of the world."

Clark said nervously: "Then why did you let him go? If Waller succeeds, I don't know how many superhumans will be affected."

"Waller can use them, and we can, of course."

Ian was not worried about Manchester, and after thinking about it, he answered Clark's question: "As long as the evidence of Waller's meeting with Manchester is seized, the rumors she carefully constructed will be self-defeating.

Moreover, I have other arrangements for Manchester, he is still useful now, let him hang around! "

"Hey boys!"

Diana Cong jumped off the invisible plane, saw through Ian's magic, and said to them: "When you were lazy, I found some interesting things. Want to see it?"

"Of course!"

Ian lifted the phantom magic.

He and Clark followed Diana, and after a short flight, they arrived outside a camp.

Diana pointed to a corner of the camp and said, "The camp has just accommodated a group of children with superhuman genes. They haven't been transferred yet, and the time is just right."

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