In the Sand Village, the clones are everywhere, and the Arkham game begins

Chapter 211 I Want to Know Who They Are
Barry avoided the question, meaning he would give up and not get involved in the matter.

Batman had no choice but to give up.

But Qingshui guessed that this guy was probably up to something bad.

"If this is over, I will go back and rest."

After the battle, Qingshui was also very tired.

These Kryptonians are really not that easy to deal with.

As he spoke, Shimizu took out a small instrument from the White Warrior's armor and pressed a button.

This is a small thing that Barry brought from the Star Lab. It was made by Cisco and can temporarily interfere with signal channels other than the specified frequency.

The main reason is that Shimizu is worried that Luther will take this opportunity to compete with him for control of the White Knight.

With the latter's ability, there is definitely a way to crack this signal jammer, but it will at least take some time.

Now that the battle is over, it can be closed.

Less than a second later, Lex Luthor sent a communication request.

"Hello, Luther, things have been resolved here."

"You are too optimistic, Walter. I will not bother with you for blocking my signal for now. There is one thing I need to tell you."

In a helicopter more than 20 kilometers away from the metropolis, Luther spoke into the intercom.

"While you were fighting, Congress passed a directive to launch a strategic nuclear bomb with a yield of one million tons toward Metropolis. It is expected to arrive over Metropolis in one minute."

"I see."

Shimizu hung up the phone with a gloomy face, called Superman, Batman and Flash, and told them what happened.

"Are they crazy? Metropolis has a population of tens of millions! If this nuclear bomb is dropped, the death toll will catch up with that of World War I!"

Barry exclaimed.

With his and Superman's speed, he can easily take a group of people out of the killing range of the nuclear bomb.

But there are tens of millions of people in the metropolis, and even they cannot transfer them all in a minute.

"To them, perhaps we are as great a threat as the aliens. If we leave, the death of tens of millions of people will be used as a weapon against us by those people through public opinion. If we don't..."

Batman's expression was equally grim.

And Superman has already flown into the sky, looking for the location of the nuclear missile.

Batman quickly tapped on another touch screen on his left arm with his right hand, and played the captured images using the Wayne Group's satellite.

With his red cape fluttering, Superman, flying in the air, has found the location of the nuclear missile, flown under it, and lifted the missile into the outer atmosphere.

Until one moment, a bright but short-lived star appeared in the clear blue sky.

"Superman, is he... okay?"

Barry looked up at the sky.

In order to avoid the side effects caused by the nuclear bomb exploding in the atmosphere, Superman sent the nuclear bomb into space and detonated it.

Batman didn't answer, but just looked up at the sky.

Soon, a figure in a red cloak slowly descended from the sky. Under the sunlight, he looked like a god on earth.

"call……"

Barry breathed a sigh of relief, and then an awkward sound came out of Barry's stomach.

"Are you interested in having a meal together? War Warrior, Flash, and... Mr. Wayne? I know a pretty good barbecue restaurant." Superman landed on the ground and said with a smile.

Batman's face darkened.

The face under the mask was seen through, and he, Bruce Wayne, was a celebrity who often appeared on TV.

As a news media worker, it is impossible not to recognize Clark Kent.

Several people disguised themselves in their own ways and came to the barbecue restaurant that Superman mentioned.

In fact, it was mainly Superman who was in disguise. He just put on glasses and became Clark Kent, the son of a farmer and a reporter for the Daily Planet.

Qingshui found it a little unbelievable, because he just put on glasses and his appearance didn't change obviously, but he looked different. Subconsciously, he thought that he and Superman were two different people!
It's outrageous!
As for Shimizu, Batman and Barry, they appeared in the barbecue restaurant in their normal identities.

Shimizu is the president of the Water Group and the big boss of TSL, so it is normal for him to appear in the metropolis.

Bruce Wayne flew to Metropolis last night to discuss business with Shimizu on behalf of the Wayne Group, while Barry represented Star Labs - he is the honorary holder of Star Labs, and Star Labs is the designated technological partner of the Vought Group, so it makes sense for him to appear here as Shimizu's consultant.

"It's unbelievable that two billionaires would come to my shop to eat barbecue in such a dangerous situation!"

The Turkish shop owner was called to open the door by several people and looked surprised.

"It's okay, we are all safe now, sir. Superman and the Flash from Midtown, as well as Batman and War Warrior from Gotham defeated the aliens, so we dare to come to your restaurant for dinner."

Clark Kent said to the store owner with a sunny and gentle smile on his face.

"Oh, thank God!"

The shop owner sighed.

"I'm Clark Kent, a reporter from the Daily Planet. Before the conflict with the aliens, I was interviewing two billionaires and their consultants who were doing business with me. However, the venue where we just interviewed was destroyed, so I want to borrow this place. After all, the environment here is very good. By the way, order some barbecue."

Clark Kent took advantage of his high affinity and chatted with the store owner.

"Oh, yes, of course. What would you like to order? Rotating lamb and rotating beef? Or barbecue burritos? After eating, can I ask Mr. Wayne and Mr. Walter to take a photo with me? Then I can post the photo in the most conspicuous place in the store and tell everyone that our barbecue is loved by more than one billionaire."

The shop owner rubbed his hands and chuckled.

"Of course, I'll give you three servings of the things you just mentioned."

Qingshui also smiled.

His chakra was consumed excessively, so he needed to replenish his nutrition and energy, and enjoy some delicious food at the same time.

"No, five!"

Barry interjected.

His energy consumption is also very high.

The barbecue tastes pretty good.

After all, Clark lives and works in a metropolitan city, so he must know where the food is cheap and delicious.

After eating and drinking, and separating from the crowd, Qingshui came to an empty corner, took out his cell phone, and made a call.

"Mr. Luther."

"Ok?"

"I want to know who are the people in Congress who are calling for the nuclear bomb to be dropped."

At the airport in Metropolis, Luther, who had just received the news that the danger was over and returned from the helicopter, answered the phone with an intriguing smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)