My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

The next day, early in the morning.

Firefly Motel, the "terrorist attack" by Raven once again caused an uproar in the United States.

Citizens were horrified by the Governors Island attack and the Congressional headshot.

Now jumping out of a super terrorist who is covered in black shadows and can send out crow shadow monsters with a wave of his hands, beating Black and Wonder Woman violently, can this still lead to a peaceful life?

Residents feel their safety is at great risk.

New York City is no longer that well-policed ​​cosmopolitan city!

Although the surprising city hero Batman appeared, the two people finally disappeared on the battlefield after a battle with super terrorists, so that the public did not have a clear understanding of the outcome of the battle.

Maybe Batman wins, maybe the super-terrorist who transforms into a crow wins, but the outcome doesn't matter anymore.

Because people realize that one Batman superhero alone cannot stop the growing number of super terrorists.

Their urgency for superheroes and Compound 5 is higher.

Many protesters protested at the Capitol, holding signs that read "The Legalization of Compound No. 5".

Most of the media and scholars have also begun to formally discuss and face the issue of the legal right to use Compound 5.

In short, an unintentional incident has brought the influence of Walter International to a higher level.

Eric was not paying attention to the public opinion from the outside world. He was in the living room at this time, planning to buy an island as a "new paradise island" for the Amazon female warriors.

After asking the butler to collect a lot of information about the islands near the Americas, Eric began to select islands suitable for the base of the Amazons.

The island should be large and concealed, and not located on important routes and pivot points, so as to be suitable as a base for Amazonian female warriors.

Not to be noticed, even if it disappears from the radar, it won't attract anyone's attention.

In short, how to choose the right island, this is a big problem.

Queen Hippolyta and the Amazons can now use the Metropolis as their venue, but they won't be able to stay in it all the time, so make sure you get it all done within a month.

......

On the other side, Harley Quinn, the clown girl who has been forgotten for a long time, came out of the police station refreshed.

She was wearing a slightly oversized police uniform, and after wandering around the street, she robbed an old pervert who was staring at her.

Harley went to the store and bought a slightly more normal set of women's clothes, using the dollars she had robbed from the old pervert.

"If I had a super badass team, I'd have a highway named after me, which would be cool, wouldn't it?"

With a lollipop in her mouth, Harley Quinn muttered to herself.

Crossing Fifth Avenue, Harley snorted when she saw the news of Batman vs. the Shadow Queen (the media nickname for the raven) playing on the advertising screen of the building.

"In this chaotic world, of course, I'm the only one who can be Batman's opponent...Especially when Little Pudding is not around, I think I'm the only supervillain qualified to be Batman's opponent. "

Halle was a little frustrated, she felt much cooler than herself than the shadow queen.

Since it was late at night and the raven was surrounded by shadows, the camera did not clearly capture the raven's face. Harry didn't know that Raven was the woman who wore the bat mask and acted as Batwoman.

I was wandering around the street bored, and suddenly found a company.

"UTI Superhero Business PR and Consulting Firm"!

The bottom of the sign reads a line of small characters, "Our company has been conducting business cooperation with Walter International all year round, and has a lot of experience in superhero public relations and business consulting. The company can provide business consulting for any superhero-related issues."

Harry's eyes lit up when he saw the company's introduction.

Maybe it's a company that can help its own supervillain group.

"Cough cough, wait for a long time, you are Ms. Halle?"

The tall, thin man with black-rimmed glasses, with an "I'm very professional" expression, extended his hand to Harry, who was waiting in the lounge area.

Next to him is a saucy guy in a golden suit, with a big hair and sunglasses.

The two welcomed Harry into the office.

"UTI has been deeply involved in the superhero business field for many years, no matter what kind of trouble or need, we will help you solve it, ma'am."

The tall, lanky man sat in an office chair, his eyes sparkling with confidence.

"I'm skeptical, but... let me say what I want - I want a super villain team!"

Harry stood up, put his hands on the table, and said excitedly to the two of them.

"Uh...you mean, superhero team?"

The lanky man asked uncertainly.

"Is there any difference?"

Harry blinked.

"certainly!"

The guy with the big hair, stood up, "Although we know that the so-called Walter superheroes are a bunch of **** who do bad things, but you can't name him, superheroes and supervillains, these are different titles. "

"Hmm," Harry pretended to understand, "you can do it, but you can't say it, right?"

The tall and thin man nodded, "Even if you want to form a super villain team, you have to declare a superhero team to the outside world, so that even if you do something bad, everyone will not be surprised, anyway, superheroes are like this."

"That's what packaging and publicity does, ma'am, you choose UTI, and we'll be there for you. You need superhero teammates, right? We have a bunch of candidates here."

The tall and thin man said, turned on the computer, and started to operate.

"This is Kronk, he's a thug."

The lanky man pointed the laptop screen at Harley Quinn ~www.readwn.com~ which showed the image of a bald, muscular man.

"29 years old, 225 pounds, 6-foot-7, skills are... muscle, strength, bench press, word, basic, Java."

Standing behind Harley Quinn with a big back, he pitched: "If you don't mind his steroid madness, he's the perfect guy."

"I don't think addicts like this are suitable for my team. Are there any other candidates?" Harry shook his head.

"One more, Professor."

The lanky man dropped the profile of an old man in the shape of a goatee, "He's a smart general, maybe he'll suit your team."

"Age 39, five-foot-eight, special skills are literature, printing, ingenious rat-cage traps, a child, and the signature catchphrase is: This is science, ma'am."

Da Beitou took the trouble to introduce to Harry, "He is a very smart person."