I, V, Gotham Legend

Harlin had already hidden herself, and even Floyd didn't know where. His heart was pounding with nervousness.

The Deadshot took a deep breath, then aimed at the wall and pulled the trigger.

Bullets flew out, and when the armored men reacted, someone had already been shot in the back of the head and fell to the ground.

"Lex! We encountered attackers!" The armored men reacted quickly, and one who looked like the captain tried to contact the boss.

But then he tutted in dissatisfaction: "The damn blocking signal blocked us as well... Find the person who fired the gun! He should be the target that Luther asked us to kill."

Death Shooter is already familiar with this kind of encirclement situation. Although he is very close, he is confident that he can eliminate all the enemies.

After all, he is in the dark.

Floyd pulled up the sniper rifle again, and this time, he aimed at the ground.

……

The USS South Boston was moving forward steadily. The soldiers on the deck were working in an orderly manner. They were about to launch fighter jets.

The guests have entered the cabin and were led by the colonel to an empty room filled with monitors.

Twenty-eight screens were hung on one wall, forming a super huge screen that showed what was happening outside.

"Thanks to the generosity of Mr. Luther... he took the initiative to donate a supercomputer to this aircraft carrier when the South Boston was built." The colonel explained to the guests like a director.

"What's the point of equipping warships with computers? Does it make it convenient for officers to play games during a war?" Someone joked, thinking it was funny. Perhaps because of his high position, his words caused a lot of good-natured laughter.

Luther still had a gentle expression: "More efficient computers represent more useful technology and can provide more useful clues for war simulations."

NO62. Why not just ask directly?

The supercomputer was specially customized by Luther for the military and can be said to be the highest-specification technology installed on the South Boston in non-wartime.

When Valerie heard that it was Luther who provided the information, she couldn't help but suspect that this was the location of the chip that Amanda wanted to find, but before she could ask Amanda, her boss denied it.

"The military has checked this donated computer and found no trace of the chip. Moreover, if the chip is really here, it would be equivalent to giving it to the government, and there would be no need for us to send agents here." Amanda explained clearly.

"What does that chip look like?" Since the original mission was just to pick up the agents, Valerie was not interested in the mission objective, but Amanda cared so much about it that it made her curious.

Amanda was silent for a while. Although she had hinted to Valerie before coming that she could share the research chip as one of the rewards, she still hesitated when it came to sharing the chip information.

Fortunately, Amanda's mind was still able to prioritize, and now the only ones who could stay with Luther were Valerie and her followers.

"Can you send photos with this communication? I can send them to you."

Amanda asked steadily.

"Okay." Valerie replied normally.

After receiving Valerie's affirmative answer, Amanda retrieved the photos from the folder and sent them to Valerie via the remote network.

Since she had never seen Valerie in person, Amanda didn't understand how Valerie communicated with her.

Until now, Amanda thought Valerie was talking to her through a communication headset. The most she knew was that Valerie had modified her headset.

Amanda was even wondering how Valerie could open the photo in public.

Valerie blinked, and a UI like a game appeared in her sight. She called up her contacts and clicked on Amanda's account. Sure enough, she saw a photo.

The orange and yellow chips lie in an empty silver-white space, with black patterns

"Is this... a hacker access cabin?" Valerie was surprised. She had seen an almost identical picture not long ago, on the green alien's phone.

Amanda was silent. She only knew that this thing was a chip and had network-related uses, but V said a name she had never heard of at a glance.

"Have you seen it?" Amanda asked.

"This thing has a lot to do with me." Valerie's voice became lowered.

She has traveled to this world for more than half a year, but she has no clue why she traveled there.

Although he mostly played the time-stop sword style when playing games in his previous life, he also collected other prosthetics like a collector.

But after traveling to this world, the only part of Valerie's prosthetic body left was the one on her body. This is one of the reasons why Mr. Freeze's prosthetic research project is very difficult. Apart from the one on Valerie's body, they can hardly find any other samples.

"I am indeed interested in this thing...or rather, it is possible that it has always belonged to me," Valerie speculated.

Amanda sighed. Her worst fear had come true. Valerie obviously wanted to keep the chip for herself.

"V, I hope you won't forget the agreement between us." Amanda persuaded, "We can share the research results with you, but this thing must belong to the government. You are a smart person, you should think about what is worth it."

Hearing Amanda's slightly threatening words, Valerie chuckled: "I like your compliments, but I'm obviously not smart."

"You can't go against the government. This world is more complicated than you think. You are not special." Amanda began her threat directly.

"Yes, yes, it's just the same few words, but you still don't understand what's so special about me." Valerie said as she motioned Helena to block the door. "If I get the chip, I can mass produce it quickly."

Amanda took a deep breath. The government believed that the chip was from outer space and was beyond the reach of current Earth technology. She really didn't believe that Valerie could do what she said.

But Valerie no longer cared what Amanda thought. After seeing Helena standing in the right position, she walked up to Luther herself.

Luther noticed Valerie coming over, he smiled and waved his hand: "What's up?"

"What about the mayor?" Valerie asked.

"Mayor Michel went to the bathroom. You know, he's not feeling well today," Luther replied.

"You..." Valerie wanted to be more tactful or make some small talk first, but after thinking for a moment, she felt it was troublesome and simply asked directly, "Where did you hide the chip?"

Luther was stunned. Even though he had been engaged in verbal battles in the business world for many years, he had never heard such a straightforward question: "Aren't you a little too anxious? I haven't fallen into your hands yet. If I don't answer, will you torture me here?"

He looked back at the door and saw a group of well-trained soldiers standing together fully armed. If Valerie dared to attack him, it would surely immediately shock the entire army.

"That's hard to say. It's easy for me to kill you here and then get away with my followers." Valerie and Luther were very close.

"Well, I surrender." Luther raised his hands happily, "The chip is on this ship."

"This is impossible. We have never found a chip on a ship." Amanda's voice was incredulous.

It seems that Amanda has also compromised. No matter what Valerie plans to do, at least she has to get the chip first.

Valerie opened her mouth and wanted to repeat Amanda's words, but Luther spoke first: "The fat woman said that the chip was not found on the ship beforehand, right?"

"Oh, that's pretty smart." Valerie raised her eyebrows.

Luther sighed: "I am always too smart and never experience the feeling of making a mistake."

"Then you'll understand soon enough. Tell me the exact location and don't try to be clever." Valerie had already put her hands in her pockets.

"So do you want to hear the truth? Actually, I don't know either." Luther put his hands in his pockets, "I just brought this thing to this ship... Maybe you should ask the mayor?"

"Clay Face Man?" Valerie directly revealed the true identity of the Clay Face Man.

Luther's expression was serious for a moment, and then a relaxed smile returned to his face: "You are indeed different."

Just at this moment, Valerie caught sight of Mayor Michel, who was carrying a big belly, walking back from the bathroom with a relaxed expression on his face.

"So, how do you plan to torture your old friend?" Luther looked at the solemn-looking soldiers around him and asked with a smile.

Valerie did not answer Luther, but looked directly at the black colonel Morales: "Hey! Is this a safe room?"

NO63. A man who knows the times

Colonel Morales glanced at Valerie, was silent for a moment, and then sighed as if giving up: "Does it have to be now? We can't explain to our superiors."

"This matter is very important. Of course, it has little to do with you. You just need to turn a blind eye to it. Your superiors may even praise you." Valerie shouted loudly.

“It has nothing to do with me…” Morales stared at Valerie’s eyes and remained silent for a long time. He seemed to be hesitating. Finally, he made up his mind and shouted, “Everyone listen! No matter what happens next, don’t move!”

The soldiers were stunned for a moment. They didn't understand what the colonel was suddenly talking about, but their long-trained habits prevented them from asking any more questions.

But no matter whether it was Luther or Clayface, their faces changed drastically after hearing what Colonel Morales said, especially Clayface, who ran to the door as if it was a conditioned reflex.

But Helena was already standing at the door. She looked at Mayor Michel who rushed towards her, raised her fist which was now wearing gorilla gloves, and punched hard.

Michel's head was hit and he flew backwards at a speed more than twice as fast as he rushed to the door.

The soldiers were startled by the sudden situation, and many of them almost raised their guns, but those who were able to stand here were all elites. They remembered Colonel Morales' orders and suppressed their instinct to raise their guns. The sound of friction between objects was endless.

Luther's face finally turned gloomy. The colonel of the army actually cooperated with V. This was something he had never expected.

"Is the army just going to let terrorists run wild?" Luther shouted out.

"This woman said this guy is a monster, so we asked her to examine him," Colonel Morales said simply.

Luther finally couldn't hold it anymore, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "You believe everything she said?!"

Luther's plan was originally perfect. If the agents of the A.O.D. suddenly emerged around him, he could immediately get the army involved. Even if V really had extraordinary abilities and could survive the siege of the army, Luther could escape in the chaos.

The plan was perfect, but problems arose at the first step.

Colonel Morales is an officer in the army and should be a supporter of order. It is absolutely impossible for him to reach a consensus with V, a mercenary.

But he didn't expect that this person who was supposed to be his ally did not act according to his expectations and actually believed V's one-sided words.

Valerie had already pulled a samurai sword from her pocket and stabbed it into Mayor Michel's half-collapsed head.

This cruel look made the surrounding soldiers tremble with fear.

"You're not going anywhere," Valerie said to Michelle.

"Sure enough... you saw through me... please, spare my life!" The clay-faced man begged for mercy very decisively.

Although his head was pierced, no blood gushed out and he was still struggling and begging for mercy. This strange scene left everyone present at a loss.

Luther's face was darker than the bottom of a pot. He finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted to the Clayface: "Carlo, I can kill you right now! If you want to live, follow the plan! Take me away from here first!"

Something went wrong in the main plan, but it was not a big problem for Luther, and he quickly implemented the backup plan.

Mayor Michel's fat body swelled a little, but Valerie spoke first: "You have to think clearly. I am in front of you now. I can definitely kill you much faster than that bald guy."

The clay-faced man's swelling body came to a halt.

"You can't kill him. If he dies, you'll never get the chip again!" Luther said.

This sentence not only tells V, but also gives the Clayface a shot in the arm.

Luther's words obviously worked well. Michelle's body swelled up again, and the outermost layer of clothes and skin footprints lost color.

"Are you crazy?" Valerie said, letting out the truth. "I'd better chop you into pieces and then dig the chip out of the mud."

Valerie's words no longer had any effect. The clay-faced man's body gradually swelled like a steaming hot spring, and in the blink of an eye he turned back into the three-meter-tall giant.

"Ugh... Ugh..." The Clayface Man made a vomiting sound, and his head softened, breaking away from Valerie's blade control like water.

The mayor, who was a high-ranking official just now, turned into a yellow monster made of mud in the blink of an eye. This scene overwhelmed many soldiers, and some of them turned their questioning eyes to Colonel Morales.

The colonel watched in silence the entire process of the mayor turning into a monster. His face looked ugly as if he had thought of something, but he quickly calmed himself down.

"Everyone, seal off the cabin. There's a military exercise going on outside that's open to the whole world. We can't let their fighting affect there!" Colonel Morales ordered.

The colonel's order surprised the soldiers. If the two men before were in human form but just didn't speak human language, then it would be understandable for the colonel to wait and see. However, it would be very unusual not to provide support now that the monsters have been forced out.

But soldiers obey orders, especially when General Ryan is in charge of the military exercise, the colonel is the top leader here.

They didn't waste any more time and evacuated to the door in an orderly manner. Since they were not enemies, Helena did not stop them.

“Try not to cause too much damage.” Morales specifically reminded his men after seeing them leave the room and only gods were left fighting.

"Morales, you are asking the army to do nothing. No matter which side you want to help, you should not let the soldiers who should be on the front line escape." Luther scolded the black colonel who also wanted to leave.

"I don't care. At worst, I'll go to court-martial." Morales shook his head. "An exercise is not an actual battle. No matter how elite my troops are, they are still new recruits. It's not worth dying for a fight between superhumans."

With that said, the black colonel also ran out of the room, and in the blink of an eye, only four people were left in the huge display room.

From here you can vaguely hear the lively sounds of the military exercise outside, and the positions where the four people are standing can almost form an arc.

The Clayface did not stop the army from leaving. All he had eyes for was Valerie: "As long as I complete Luther's mission, I will be free."

"...Then, who will start first?" Valerie asked humbly.

Luther immediately shouted: "Follow the plan! Carlo!"

The Clayface stretched out his right hand towards Luther as if by reflex. His hand stretched out like rubber and went straight for Valerie's head, but Valerie just tilted her head and dodged.

The stretched mud rushed to Luther behind Valerie like a stream of water, knocking him out.

The mud wrapped around Luther's body, carrying him backwards like a roller coaster. Whether it would hurt or his clothes would get dirty was not an issue, but at least it was very fast.

But Valerie would not just watch the outstretched arm send Luther away. She drew her knife and chopped off the mud arm with her backhand.