People who are interested in comics will never die in the Shura field

The group walked through the gate to the other world with serious hearts, while Harley Quinn watched all this with a grin.

However, the moment Harley Quinn stepped through the gate, she suddenly felt someone staring at her waist.

The journey through two different worlds caused severe dizziness among the passengers. Furthermore, due to various reasons, the plane immediately lost control upon arriving in the other world, flying through the air amidst the pilot's screams.

The plane crashed directly.

The unfortunate driver was thrown out and his head hit a rock, making him beyond dead.

That's the difference between cannon fodder and the protagonist.

“No… the pilot is dead, who’s going to take us back?” Harley Quinn pinched his chin.

Only then did she realize that someone had been hugging her waist. Looking down, she saw that it was a boy she didn't recognize.

"Hey? Wake up." Harley Quinn reached out and poked the man's face. "Wait, look at this guy's clothes, doesn't it look like Superman? Did those guys send Superman over here?"

"You're here?"

Harley Quinn suddenly exclaimed, and the others rushed over. Sure enough, the person's clothes were exactly the same as Superman's, but Deadshot immediately recognized that the person in front of him was...

This person is not Superman.

In a sense, Superman can be considered a complete idol.

Superman has black hair, but this man who suddenly appeared has blond hair.

Could he be a fanatical Superman worshipper?

"Stop hugging me, or I'll hit you on the head with a baseball bat. I have a boyfriend." Harley Quinn reached out and tapped the back of the man's head.

The man groggily opened his eyes: "What's going on? Where am I? Holy crap, Harley Quinn?"

The man recognized Harley Quinn at a glance and introduced him without hesitation.

Deadshot, looking displeased, grabbed the man's arms on either side, along with the Peacekeeper, and pulled him away.

"Who exactly are you? Were you sent by that old woman to spy on us? You'd better tell us the truth." Deadshot stared coldly at the man in front of him.

At the same time, Deadshot raised his gun and pointed it at the man's head.

"What are you talking about?" The man looked around, completely bewildered, muttering to himself, "Since we accidentally ended up next to Harley Quinn, it means this is the DC world..."

"The boundary? Gotham City? Or somewhere else?"

The man peeked out and was immediately shocked by what he saw.

This turned out to be a huge floating island.

"What...what kind of place is this? Isn't this Gotham?"

He discovered that these people were staring at him with very strange looks.

“Okay, this isn’t Gotham. So where is this?” the man continued.

Deadshot stared intently at the man: "You know nothing? Then how did you come into this world?"

"Me? I just took a nap and came here?" the man said truthfully.

"Fine, I'll rephrase my question. Who exactly are you? If you don't explain yourself clearly, don't blame me for being impolite." Deadshot pressed the gun in his hand against the man's head.

The man reached out and tapped on today's system page.

Name: Yamabuki Hana (Hometown Person)

Gender: Unknown (Male)

Ability: An everlasting ahoge (Azu is so cute, what's wrong with Azu having an extra ahoge?)

Superpowers: Invincible body, flight, superhuman strength, laser eyes...

Comment: I want to do what Superman dares to do, and I also want to do what Superman doesn't dare to do.

After reading today's system layout, Yamabuki Hanaichi smiled and said, "Everyone, I have something to announce: I don't eat beef."

The people next to her looked at Yamabuki Hana with curiosity. What does it matter to us whether you eat beef or not?

With a light tap of her toes, Yamabuki Hanajin's body slowly floated up, crashing through the plane and soaring into the sky.

"Holy crap, it's flying! Could this person really be Superman? It's not impossible for Superman to have dyed hair," Mudface muttered under his breath.

Although Deadshot didn't know the other party's true identity, he didn't look like a good person at all. Look at that face, smiling so evilly. Who would smile like that?

Without a second thought, Si She immediately fired, determined to take down this Hunanese leader first.

The bullet hit Homelander in the face and bounced off.

"Yo! You dare to shoot at me!" Yamabuki Hanajin swept his lightning-fast eyes down, instantly melting the gun in Deadshot's hand into a piece of scrap metal.

"Stop, I surrender." Deadshot squatted down with his hands on his head with practiced ease.

You can't even beat Batman, and you expect me to fight Superman? Dream on!

Yamabuki Hanakami glanced at the scene before her and roughly knew which world she was in.

Suicide Squad's Fantastic Adventure tells the story of a suicide squad traveling to another world.

Although this isekai (another world) trope has been overused, the good news is that this time, it's not high school students going to the other world.

Bad news: this time, the ones going to the other world are a bunch of lunatics.

"And you guys?" Yamabuki Hanaran asked, looking at the others.

Harley Quinn immediately followed Deadshot's example and crouched down with her hands over her head.

As for the others, Clayface and Peacekeeper were no exception; these villains knew all too well how terrifying Superman was.

To put it simply, any script that includes Superman instantly transforms from hell mode to easy mode.

Steppenwolf silently gave a thumbs up.

"Snoring! Snoring!" Only the Shark King was still sleeping.

Children who love to sleep are good children.

"Alright, I'll show you guys some fun. What's the first thing to do when you arrive in this other world?" Yamabuki Hanajin was about to give these people a lesson.

My experiences in this other world are incredibly rich.

“I have a question. Are you really Superman?” Harley Quinn asked, raising her hand.

"No, I am a citizen of my homeland."

“What’s the difference between you and Superman?” Harley Quinn asked again.

"Superman has morals, I don't."

"Understood, continue." Harley Quinn obediently squatted back down.

How terrifying is a superman without morals?

I do not want to know.

Chapter 1149 (Main Text 1152) Sorry, I have no morals

"From now on, I am your boss. Any objections?" Yamabuki Hanaran turned to look at the criminals.

These guys looked at each other, and frankly, anyone who could thrive in Gotham City was no pushover. None of them were willing to submit to anyone else. What about Batman? What about the Joker? What about Superman?

So what? One is the richest, one is the craziest, and one is the best fighter, but a lot of people don't respect them.

"No objections for now," Deadshot gave an ambiguous answer.

"Very good. Remember the first rule of survival in another world: if you don't like someone, kill them. If you can't beat them, come back and call for help. We'll kill them together." Yamabuki Hanajin flew directly to...

air.

At that moment, he saw two armies fighting in the distance.

"Great, the newbie quest has arrived so quickly." Yamabuki Hana was just about to fly over to check it out when she discovered that the battle had quickly spread to their side, with humans on both sides.

With orcs, this is truly another world; they really know how to have fun.

"So what's going on now! Which side should we help?" Harley Quinn asked, holding her baseball bat.

"Boss, now you're in charge. Which side do you think we should help?" Mudface looked at the Blooming Mountain Flowers.

According to the information revealed, the other world is mainly divided into two major camps: kingdoms and empires.

Both countries are multi-ethnic, with humans, orcs, elves, demons, and others living within their borders.

As a result, the orcs who were loyal to the kingdom rebelled for some unknown reason and joined the empire.

This led to a bitter war for the kingdom.

"Do whatever you want, help whichever side you want, don't worry about my opinion. Long live freedom." Yamabuki Hanajin continued to observe the situation on the battlefield.

Since you've put it that way, then we won't stand on ceremony.

Although they didn't know whether these people were good or evil, they were still in the same group, and humans should help each other.

All five members of Task Force X stepped in to help.

It has to be said that the environment of this other world is perfect for them. They are unrestrained and lawless, just like coming home.

In an instant, the battlefield turned into a one-sided affair.

The Shark King suddenly woke up; he was hungry and wanted to find something to eat.

As a result, I opened my eyes and saw so many buffets.

"I'm serving dinner!" The Shark King opened his huge mouth and swallowed the orcs one by one.

With the arrival of these five people, the kingdom's knights were dumbfounded. Where did these people come from?

The fight was surprisingly fierce?

"Hahaha! This place is amazing, I love it!" Harley Quinn grabbed the baseball bat and started attacking wildly, but she used too much force and tore her light-colored black stockings.

One hole after another.

Yamabuki Hanajin silently admired the scene from high above.

The scenery of this other world is truly white.

In less than ten minutes, the orcs who had been identified were dealt with.

"Can they understand our language?" Deadshot asked.

Mudface walked over at this moment and said, "Don't worry, as a veteran actor, I pay the most attention to physical performance. We can definitely communicate through body language."

The peacekeeper silently wiped his knife: "Anyone who disturbs peace shall die."

Shark King: "I'm full!"

Then he fell asleep immediately, completely ignoring his surroundings.

At this moment, a general rode up on horseback and asked loudly, "Who are you? Why are you here? Why are you helping us in this battle?"

However, the general spoke a language from another world, which the members of Task Force X could not understand at all.

Mudface made a basic judgment from the other person's expression: "I guess he must want to reward us. Let's think carefully about what reward we should ask for."

"Are you sure he meant to reward us? I get the feeling he's angry," Harley Quinn asked curiously.

"No, I think he needs to go to the toilet. Look how dark his face is, he must be holding it in like this." Deadshot said with a grin.

Mudface then began his performance: "General, I'm just helping you win a small victory, it's nothing big. Just give us a dozen or so boxes of gold and jewels."

We are not greedy people; we are all good children in our own worlds.

The other three looked at Mudface with disdain.

We hate being called "good kids" the most.

The general realized that the two sides could not communicate at all, so he immediately drew his sword.

"Looks like the talks have fallen apart. Can I shoot him?" Deadshot raised his gun, but after a moment's hesitation, he shot the sword out of the general's hand.

A simple demonstration of your abilities is enough; there's no need to go to such extremes.

But then a strange thing happened: the sword that the general had thrown out of his hand flew back, and it even emitted a strange light.

Mudface cheered, "Could this be the legendary magic? It's so cool!"

The other three men scoffed at Mudface again, "Why do you look so unsophisticated? We're celebrities in Gotham City! Do you know how many people in our world can use..."

Use magic?