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Chapter 412 We Have the Shark King

There is an old saying in the East, referring to Wei Junjie as a "Western object".

Although Hector had never heard this old saying, he understood the principle behind it.

According to the records of the Sky Eye Society, Omnipotent was someone who could even kill the Son of Satan. Hector did not think he was comparable to the Son of Satan, or even the great-great-great-great-great-grandson of Satan.

Now he only has two paths before him.

Either keep bragging and point your finger at Du Mu and call him an idiot—it won't do much good, but at least you'll die with some dignity.

You can either admit defeat on the spot, which is embarrassing, but at least you can save your life.

Faced with the choice between his reputation and his life, Hector decisively chose the latter.

Hal followed Du Mu down through the large hole in the ceiling and happened to hear those words.

He said with a strange expression, "With what you've done, you can still be considered a partner of justice?"

Hector retorted righteously, "What did I do? These people brought me here to dissect alien corpses. I was just doing my job, and I ended up being accidentally infected by an alien virus during the process, which is why I look like this now."

"After such a serious workplace accident, not only did they not compensate me for my losses, but they also handcuffed me to the lab table and used me as a guinea pig for research. What did I do wrong by acting in self-defense?"

Hal blinked.

Now that I hear that, it does seem to make some sense.

Hector got more and more excited as he spoke, pointing at Amanda Waller and saying, "And this black woman, she even wanted to implant a nano-bomb in me so I would work for her. This kind of guy is obviously a villain. I'm fighting for justice."

That makes sense.

Putting Hector and Amanda Waller together, it's really hard to say who looks more like a villain.

Du Mu nodded: "Now that I hear it, you really are a righteous ally."

Amanda Waller immediately panicked, fearing that Du Mu would side with Hector, and hurriedly spoke up: "Don't listen to his nonsense. A few days ago at the Ferris Company party, he used his abilities to deliberately damage the helicopter his father, Senator Hammond, was riding in, almost causing it to crash."

Hector snorted coldly, his eyes filled with resentment: "He doesn't deserve to be my father. All these years of mental oppression and torment have made me who I am today, all thanks to him."

Hammond then stood up, heartbroken: "Everything I did was for your own good."

Hector roared, "Only if you completely disappear from this world will it truly be for my own good!"

Looking at the touching scene of fatherly love and filial piety before him, Du Mu waved his hand and said, "Your family affairs are your own to resolve. Big Head Monster, since you haven't committed any serious mistakes yet, I'll give you a chance. As long as you beat this guy next to me, I'll let you leave here."

Hal looked completely bewildered: "Why do I need him to fight me?"

Du Mu said seriously, "You have too little practical experience. A major battle could come at any time. You need to take advantage of this opportunity to absorb more experience and level up, so you don't become cannon fodder later."

Hal was increasingly confused: "What battle?"

Du Mu didn't explain further, but turned to Hector and said, "As long as you beat him, you can leave."

Hector's face lit up with joy: "Really?"

If he can't beat the All-Round Man, surely he can handle this green-clad idiot in front of him?

Du Mu nodded: "Really."

"Then it's a deal!"

Hector, fearing that Du Mu might change his mind, immediately focused his attention on Hal.

Because Hal was wearing a mask, he didn't recognize the green-clad guy in front of him as his love rival. He just felt inexplicably disliked the other person, as if Hal was lacking something, and he really wanted to make up for it.

For example, a green hat.

But things are different in Har.

He recognized Hector from that familiar hairline long ago and didn't want to fight his childhood friend.

"Hey, I think we can sit down and have a proper talk. There's absolutely no need for that..."

""

Before he could finish speaking, an invisible force of thought suddenly struck, blasting Hal away and sending him crashing into the huge observation window above him, falling to the ground along with shards of glass.

Hal pushed himself up from the ground, shook the glass shards from his hair, and winced in pain.

"Alright, looks like you don't like chatting."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and the Green Lantern Ring shone brightly, condensing into a giant green palm in front of him, which he then hurled directly at Hector.

The ship of friendship can capsize at any moment.

Hal and Hector immediately engaged in a fierce battle, with green energy and invisible telekinesis flying around the room, creating a rather intimidating scene.

However, both of them were newbies who had only acquired their abilities a few days ago, and their control over their abilities was far too rough.

The two chickens were pecking at each other frantically, looking very busy, but it was unclear what they were busy with, leaving Du Mu exhausted from watching them.

One is a manifestation of imagination, and the other is telekinesis; both are remarkable abilities. Yet, in the hands of these two, they somehow managed to create the impression of street thugs throwing wild punches.

The special effects were so shabby that they weren't even as bad as Hal's garish green CG uniform.

Du Mu couldn't bear to look at it for long, so he shifted his gaze from the battlefield to the experimental table on the other side of the research institute.

On the table lay the corpse of an alien with purple skin, and there were obvious anatomical incisions on its chest, indicating that it had been repeatedly cut open and studied.

Du Mu clicked his tongue twice: "As expected of America, when it comes to courting death, you guys are the best. As long as you don't die, you'll do anything to kill yourself."

"All-Round Hero, do you know who this alien is?"

Amanda Waller sensed something was amiss in Du Mu's words and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

Du Mu chuckled: "Of course I know. He was the previous Green Lantern, named Abin Sue, a core member of the Green Lantern Corps, and was also known as the greatest Green Lantern. The current Green Lantern is his successor."

Upon hearing this, Amanda Waller realized that the origin of this alien remains was probably much more complicated than she had anticipated.

She quickly asked, "What is the Green Lantern Corps?"

Du Mu explained, "That's a group of cosmic police officers. They've recruited elites from various civilizations within the cosmic court and possess the source technology of cosmic energy. They are one of the most powerful forces in the known universe."

"They safeguard justice and order throughout the universe. There are no fewer than 7,200 official members, distributed across 3,600 sectors. Each official member is a cosmic-level powerhouse with formidable abilities."

"Abin Sue was someone they considered a legendary idol, and you guys dragged his idol's body back to dissect and study it. If the Green Lantern Corps found out about this, what do you think their reaction would be?"

Amanda Waller's face froze.

Just hearing Du Mu's introduction is enough to show how significant this Green Lantern Corps is.

Putting everything else aside, just the title of "Cosmic Police" sounds far more impressive than their self-proclaimed title of "World Police," and it's something they can't possibly try to provoke.

If this matter is not handled properly, it could escalate into an interstellar conflict at any time.

Amanda Waller's voice was unusually weak: "We...don't know his identity."

Du Mu curled his lip: "The Green Lantern Corps doesn't care whether you can tell the difference or not. You'd better pray that this body is not missing a single part and can be stitched back together completely. Otherwise, who knows, one day the Green Lantern Corps might come to Earth for a team-building activity and turn the whole of America green."

Amanda Waller imagined the scene, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Just as she was about to say something.

boom!

The institute’s door was suddenly slammed open from the outside by a tremendous force, and the heavy door slammed against the wall with a deafening crash.

Immediately afterwards, three or four tear gas canisters flew in through the doorway, hit the ground, rolled a few times, and simultaneously emitted thick white smoke from their tails.

The pungent smell instantly filled the air, engulfing most of the space in the blink of an eye.

"Oops!"

Amanda Waller's pupils contracted, as if he realized something, and he opened his mouth to shout.

But the strong, irritating gas had already filled her mouth and nose, choking her so much that tears and snot streamed down her face, making it impossible for her to speak.

Du Mu stood still without reacting.

With his current physical condition, this level of stimulation is no different from a gust of wind.

Several figures emerged from the smoke. One of them locked onto Du Mu's location first, raised his gun without hesitation, aimed it at Du Mu, and pulled the trigger.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

A barrage of bullets tore through the smoke and struck Du Mu precisely in the head.

However, before the bullet could touch Du Mu's body, it was blocked by a layer of white light.

At the same time, two arms suddenly emerged from the smoke, grabbing Amanda Waller and pulling her away from Du Mu.

Several grenades were thrown in quick succession, exploding with a deafening roar, the flames and shockwaves instantly engulfing the location where Du Mu was standing.

A long-haired man said to Amanda Waller, "Waller, we're here to rescue you."

This person, codenamed "The Wise Man," is a hardened criminal serving a sentence of several hundred years and possesses the ability to predict and analyze.

However, he suffers from a special mental illness that causes an imbalance in his perception of the passage of time, making him unaware of how much time has actually passed.

Sometimes a few minutes feel like months, and sometimes months feel like only an hour or two.

In fact, this kind of mental illness is very common.

Many men also often mistake a few minutes for half an hour or an hour, or even longer.

The wise man was one of the members of the suicide squad formed by Amanda Waller.

Besides him, the team also includes Bloody Movement, Peacekeepers, Shark King, One-Armed Boy, and Ratcatcher 2nd Generation, all of whom Amanda Waller cobbled together from prisons in various cities.

"Run...run..."

""

Amanda Waller was choked and felt extremely uncomfortable, speaking in fits and starts.

Her meaning was that the Suicide Squad should run away quickly and not follow in the footsteps of the previous generation of Suicide Squad.

But the wise man clearly misunderstood her meaning, nodding emphatically and saying with confidence, "Don't worry, we will definitely take you away safely."

Amanda Waller was anxious and choked, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shook his head desperately.

"No...that person is..."

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The wise man waved his hand, interrupting her: "No need to say anything more. Whoever is inside, they are no match for us."

Amanda Waller:

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You're not a wise person, you're an idiot!

She opened her mouth, as if to say something more, but a figure had already emerged from the smoke and dust kicked up by the explosion.

Du Mu looked at the group of bizarre suicide squad members in front of him, his gaze finally landing on the wise man, and his expression became somewhat subtle.

"Yondu, is that you?"

He found that there was a lot of overlap in the modeling between Marvel and DC, and he could see familiar faces everywhere.

Seeing that Du Mu was unharmed in the explosion, everyone was shocked and immediately realized that this person was not someone to be trifled with.

Nuclear peace... The peacekeeper was the first to rush forward, shouting, "Activate the sonic cannon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful sonic wave was released from his helmet and blasted towards Du Mu.

Du Mu was knocked back four or five meters by the impact, then suddenly exerted his strength, his feet leaving two deep scratches on the ground, managing to withstand the sonic shock and regain his balance.

The next moment, he saw two arms flying towards him at an extremely slow speed, the kind that even a child could react to.

Du Mu: (II.)

The one-armed boy, codenamed Two-Armed Man.

As his name suggests, his superpower is to detach his arms from his body and move independently.

However, because its mass is greatly reduced after being separated from the body, the strength of its arms also decreases, making it impossible to even lift a gun, and it can only attack with its bare hands.

Du Mu really couldn't understand what use this ability was.

Is it easier to avoid getting out of bed to turn off the lights while sleeping, or is it more convenient to scratch one's back?

Du Mu reached out and grabbed the two arms that were flying towards him. Professor Yang's ring burst out with a strong electric current, and the two-armed hero in the distance screamed and fell to the ground.

The second-generation rat catcher huddled in a corner; her abilities were completely useless here.

Looking at Du Mu's figure in the dust, she said with some fear, "This guy doesn't seem easy to deal with."

The wise man smiled confidently: "Don't be afraid, we have the Shark King."

"roar!"

A deep roar exploded from the side and rear.

The Shark King charged forward with heavy steps, the floor beneath his feet trembling.

It stretched out its two thick arms, grabbed Du Mu's shoulders, and opened its blood-red mouth full of sharp teeth to bite down.

Du Mu raised his hand to block Shark King's hands, their fingers intertwined.

Shark King tensed his muscles instantly, using all his strength to try and push Du Mu down.

No matter how hard it tried, Du Mu's arm remained motionless; instead, it was gradually pried open.

The Shark King's originally fierce eyes gradually turned into bewildered, beady eyes.

In the past, it had always relied on overwhelming any opponent with its absolute numerical superiority. This was the first time it had been overwhelmed by numerical superiority like this.

How come this human is stronger than me?

Before Shark King could figure out the problem, Du Mu had already completely pried its hands to its sides, clenched its right fist, and smashed it into Shark King's eyes.

"Awooo—!"

The Shark King let out a painful howl, clutched his eyes, and staggered back two steps.

The pain fueled its ferocity; it shook its head, roared, and swung its thick arms at Du Mu.

Du Mu raised his arm to block the attack, and then his right fist slammed into the side of the Shark King's head, followed by his left fist, which landed heavily on its chest.

Two muffled thuds almost came together, and the Shark King was hit so hard that it howled repeatedly and its steps began to falter.

Shark King instinctively wanted to retaliate, swinging his arms wildly.

However, their combat levels are not on the same level at all.

Du Mu easily deflected the Shark King's attack, and a series of continuous military-style punches left the Shark King disoriented, its massive body swaying from side to side.

Du Mu delivered a powerful right hook to the Shark King's abdomen, the force of which hit his internal organs.

The shark king was in so much pain that it bent over, and Du Mu took the opportunity to deliver a powerful knee strike to its face. The shark king's head snapped back, its eyes saw stars, and several teeth flew out of its mouth.

Fortunately, it has a shark-like constitution, so its teeth can grow back after they break.

Then, Du Mu grabbed the Shark King's arm, used his waist and abdomen to lift the much larger body of the Shark King horizontally over his head.

Bang! !

With a dull thud, the Shark King's entire body was slammed hard onto the ground.

The Shark King lay in the deep pit, his eyes closed, a peaceful smile on his face as he fell asleep.

The entire room fell silent.