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Chapter 194 No need for war! (The ban was lifted successfully, woohoo!)
Superman basks in the sun!
A figure in a red cloak flew in mid-air, and the sun fell on his handsome face and bulging muscles that looked like ancient Greek statues, like a beautiful statue.

He floated above the city, in front of him was a scene full of corpses, and behind him was a surging crowd.

Superman felt like he was sitting on a powder keg, and if there was the slightest mistake, the gunpowder under his ass would explode, blowing everyone to pieces.

An hour before, he had rescued a fishing boat capsized by a storm in the Atlantic Ocean, and then he heard the sounds of clashes in the city below and hurried to stop them.

But he had just dismantled all the lethal weapons into fragmented parts, and the heads of the policemen and soldiers exploded like watermelons, red and white mixed together, flying all over the sky.

Everyone looked at Superman flying in the sky in surprise, thinking that he killed these policemen and soldiers.

Superman became indisputable in an instant, of course he would not kill people, this is his principle.

According to the original idea, after he disarms the hands of both parties, he will arrange for people from both sides to negotiate and seek a path that everyone is satisfied with in a peaceful manner.

But with thousands of deaths, the glory of peace has been dashed.

"Who framed me?"

But Clark listened to the sound of the city, his brows became tighter and tighter, and this question kept echoing in his mind.

He activated his super hearing and eyesight, and scanned every inch of the city below him, trying to find out who was behind the tricks, but to no avail.

In front of Superman, a huge city is like a little girl stripped naked. She can see everything clearly at a glance, but she doesn't find anything wrong, not even a house painted with lead.

At this moment, the crowd had become impatient, ignoring the corpses all over the ground, and seeking shelter from Superman in the sky with some fear in their eyes.

For a moment, Superman felt a nameless electric current slide from the top of his head to his toes. It was a feeling called fear.

Ian's words sounded in his heart, "I have long chosen the side I want to stand on, and one day you will have to make such a choice. Clark, this is a decision that everyone must make. When that day comes time, don't hesitate, or you'll regret it"

"I know which side I should be on."

"But Ian, I'm sorry!" Superman struggled violently in his heart, and he said to himself, "I still can't accept your decisive way."

"Wars don't happen today and no one dies from them!"

Superman turned to look at the citizens like waves, and said to them in a deep voice, "I didn't kill people!"

His voice spread to the surroundings through the special biological force field, and it was accurately passed into everyone's ears.

"The peace I pray for, I will bring only hope. I have no intention of interfering in your internal affairs, but since the incident has happened, I will find the murderer and give an explanation to all the victims."

Superman's confession caused an uproar in the crowd, most of them were dissatisfied with these words.

"Awesome, great!"

"It's really a typical superman. He always only cares about his own morality, and never cares about other people's feelings."

Another voice spread throughout the city, and Superman saw Manchester Black falling from the sky with his teammates supported by blue thoughts.

He was still wearing the Union Jack shirt when the two met not long ago, but his expression became haughty, like an emperor who ruled the world.

"You killed those policemen?" Superman was very surprised to see them appear, but instead of being anxious, he asked calmly.

"Of course it's us!"

Manchester clapped his hands and came to Superman, smiling mockingly at Superman.

"Do you know what you have done?" Superman's angry eyes swept over the four people.

Of course he remembered what they did last time and that time, but he didn't expect that after only a while, they would start to meddle in the internal affairs of other countries.

But Manchester didn't answer Superman's question. He replied softly: "Isn't your friend here? What a pity, I'm going to answer the question he gave me last time!"

"Ian is busy, he has other things to do!"

Superman had a bad premonition, he cut off the other person's words very impolitely, and asked, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

Manchester replied with a serious face: "Of course it is to eradicate tyranny. After I understood the rules of how this world works, I suddenly found that those bastards have power in their hands, but they will only do one thing to bring their own rule to an end." It's stupid."

"At that time, I was like, why can't we? I can easily see what's going on in their heads, and they're just a bunch of idiots."

Superman suddenly turned his head and looked around. Looking at the scene of corpses strewn all over the field, he said in a deep voice:
"No, all you'll start is war"

Superman's eyes were blank, and everything exceeded his expectations.

"If the world operates according to the rules we make, peace will be within easy reach, disasters will disappear, and everyone will get what they want."

Manchester held up his hands, facing the sun.

"Who do you think you are? Jesus? Or the Messiah, who wants to bring the ultimate beauty to the world."

Even Superman was trembling with anger at his arrogance, and couldn't help but sarcastically ridiculed this guy.

Manchester ignored Superman. He flew into the air, opened his arms, and shouted with telepathy from his eyes: "Today, truth defeated power, and the glory of peace once again descended on this land shrouded in dictatorship."

"Everyone will get what they deserve. From now on, this place belongs to us, and belongs to the Ultra League!"

Maybe it's the blood that stimulates people's feelings, and it's also the madness that has been suppressed for too long.Anyway, the crowd started cheering, chanting the Ultra League, chanting the name of Manchester Black.

Manchester hovered above the crowd, his mind opened up, he accepted all the sounds, and enjoyed the moment that belonged to him.

"No!" Superman flew high into the sky, flew in front of him, and shouted: "You are not qualified to do this. Your actions will only drag this country into the flames of war. I will never allow such a thing to happen."

Doesn't this guy know how much damage his actions can do to metahumans elsewhere in the world?
Perhaps, this incident will become the source of a large-scale racial discrimination movement.

And all this comes from a fool who thinks he is smart and can read people's hearts.

"Then prove yourself, Superman!"

Manchester's eyes burst out with blue-black thought power, and there was unspeakable excitement on his face.

Superman clenched his fists and began to gather strength.

Boom!

Superman collided with the entire Ultra-British Alliance, and the war was on the verge of breaking out.

The whole world saw this happening and waited for the final result!

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