Chapter 409

Luke didn't know what happened in midtown before Batman sent him an urgent message to return.

Senesto did it?

But can lightning, Superman and Batman be done with only one ring of will?

This is somewhat exaggerated.

Luke flew over Midtown with such doubt.

He put on the charged green light ring, scanned the number of lives in the city, and then searched for the whereabouts of Barry and others.

"Dr. Wayne."

According to the target location given by the light ring, Luke first went to Barry's apartment and found Thomas Wayne in a coma.

The ground was littered with broken vases and a discarded syringe.

"This has to be replaced by a clown, who has already staged the 18 forbidden scenes of binding play and abusing training."

Luke make complaints about it. Fortunately, Batman was only injected with a large dose of narcotic drugs. He temporarily lost consciousness and was not at risk.

Those villains are always so gentle.

In their eyes, there are only their old enemies.

Just like senesto against Hal Jordan, counter lightning and Barry Allen

As for the other superheroes?

Sorry, I'm not familiar. I'm not interested.

The light of will gushed from Luke's lamp ring and shrouded Batman.

It seems that a completely unscientific holy light can directly awaken each other.

This is one of the benefits of the lamp ring.

It has a variety of auxiliary functions.

As long as the willpower is enough, it can be called a universal machine.

"A red lightning?"

Thomas Wayne, who woke up, quickly said what had happened before. Luke listened thoughtfully and formed an alliance with senesto against lightning?

So, counter lightning to deal with Batman, who may interfere with the plan, senisto solves lightning.

This wave of division of labor and cooperation is interesting.

What about Superman?

Although Carl Al was in a weak state that had not been exposed to the sun since he was a child, there was no problem in hammering senesto into small biscuits with one punch.

The only thing to worry about is probably Superman's brain.

Therefore, before every major event.

He will go offline in advance due to various accidents and traps.

"Dr. Wayne, you stay here and don't walk around."

Luke turned on the simulated light screen of the light ring, tracked Carl al's location and found it in a nearby block not far away.

He dropped the sentence, smashed the ceiling of Barry's apartment and flew straight over.

"Can't you go through the front door?"

Thomas Wayne looked up at the huge hole and shook his head.

He won't pay flash to mend the roof.

……

……

In a flash, Luke came to Carl al's position.

Then——

As soon as he landed, he saw that ribs Superman was being beaten.

"Kryptonians?"

Luke found a tall man in a specially made combat suit with an "s" on his chest.

Between each other's gestures, a violent force burst out.

The Qiu knot twined and twisted into a ball like a steel wire.

Like a rising hill, shaking the air.

Compared with the thin ribs Superman, this man is more like the son of krypton.

Boom!

A heavy blow hit Carl al's face, bringing out a lot of blood.

Ribs Superman seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer and staggered back a few steps.

The tall man seemed to be good at fighting. He pursued him and approached again.

Red light from his eyes bombarded Carl al's chest.

The latter's feet were off the ground, pulled in a straight line and fell into the shop with a bang.

Like a battered baseball, he went through the walls and streets of shops and crashed into a car.

The metal door sank and the glass shook to pieces.

Large tracts of smoke and dust surged like waves.

"This is probably the military's secret weapon."

Luke watched silently, without meaning to do anything.

Anyway, his little cousin can't die for a while. If you want to learn how to fight with people, you must first learn to be beaten.

Speaking of, Carl al's strength is not lost to the military's secret weapon.

But he has been passively hurt, acting as a thick sandbag.

"Human government, senesto, and counter lightning..."

Luke wrote these guys down in his little book and was ready to serve them all.

Through super vision, he found that the cells in the tall man were very close to kryptonians, probably a superman replica similar to Bizarro.

This is also normal. Carl al has been in the hands of the military for 30 years. It is impossible to have no results at all.

If Lex Luthor, the scientist, had so much time to study Superman, he might have mass produced a krypton Legion.

"It hurts."

The spare ribs Superman with simple thinking felt the pain of his whole body and raised a mass of anger in his heart.

He roared angrily, accelerated under his feet, and hit the tall man like a low-altitude supersonic fighter.

However, the latter just sneered, and his excellent dynamic vision completely captured Carl El's trajectory.

He dodged aside, and the turbulent atmosphere slapped him without causing any harm.

The powerful palm opens between the electric light and flint, accurately grabs the right leg of the ribs Superman, and drags the thin figure.

Boom!

Like shaking a sandbag!

Carl al's body was in close contact with the hard ground.

The cobweb like crack immediately opened and lifted up a cloud of dust.

"You can't even fight as well as the children in kindergarten."

The tall man commented.

His real name was Sinclair and his rank was lieutenant. He was one of the first soldiers recruited into the Superman program.

Among the more than 400 candidates in the same period, only he survived and fully adapted to the transformation process of krypton cells.

Although, general Ryan called up three groups of soldiers one after another.

But the terrible failure rate of no one's success made the military reluctantly give up the idea of copying Superman.

Sinclair became a unique existence, code named "Experiment 3".

As Luke guessed, he is the military's secret weapon and the biggest reliance.

"It's a waste of superhuman power on you."

Sinclair stepped on it and almost crushed Carl al's sternum.

"If it can all belong to me, America will become the most powerful country in the world."

Mr. Lieutenant has a simple mind and is a soldier who can only obey orders.

Full of how to let the light of freedom and democracy of the lighthouse country shine all over every corner of the earth.

Boom! Boom!

Sinclair stepped on his feet again and kicked the ribs Superman to vomit blood.

In the past, he stayed in the secret base under the metropolis and didn't even have a chance to let out the wind.

Now, when he finally came out to perform the task, the lieutenant was very excited.

Bloodthirsty, manic, impulsive... All kinds of emotions surge in the heart.

"Hey, hey, you beat my cousin like this, which makes me a little unhappy."

Seeing that krypton's little cousin was about to be killed, Luke finally stood up.

According to his observation, Sinclair is basically a weakened Superman.

That is, bullying Carl al won't fight, otherwise he won't be so arrogant.

"Another... Kryptonian."

Sinclair stopped and looked at Luke coming across the street.

"You threatened general Ryan to start a space war, didn't you?"

Luke curled his lips and made no answer.

Krypton fleet is just his nonsense. I didn't expect the military to believe it.

"If I take you back to the general, he will praise me greatly."

Sinclair, like a beast, stared at Luke coming, grinned and said, "at that time, I will become a hero of the whole America, no, the whole world!"

Shua!

Mr. Lieutenant resolutely gave up Carl Al, who was lying on the ground and unable to fight again, and went straight to the other party's big cousin.

Boom——

Sinclair brought up a remnant, and the atmosphere made a continuous sound like an explosion.

Without a breath, he approached Luke.

The latter looked calm and did not blink.

Stretch out your right hand, clench your fist with five fingers and hit it straight.

No fancy, very simple!

Sinclair, who flashed, seemed to take the initiative to send it to Luke's fist.

Click, click!

The fist blade ran through the U.S. Lieutenant's body like a sharp blade stirring flesh and bones.

The strong body as hard as steel is as fragile as a piece of paper in front of this punch.

Dong!

The earth seemed to shake violently, and the afterwaves radiated to the surrounding blocks.

"This..."

Sinclair lowered her head dully and saw a huge hole in her chest.

The flesh, blood and organs were all crushed by the terrible force.

"This fist is twenty years of skill."

Only then did Luke speak slowly.

With a smile on his lips, he went straight over Sinclair, who was motionless.

After walking a distance, Sinclair's tall body burst and exploded into a thick residue of flesh and blood.