Chapter 465

Metropolis, a residential building on the roof.

Linda, who followed the location signal and came here, stood there, trembling and afraid to step forward.

There was a man lying on the ground, about twenty years old, pale, with blood on his mouth, motionless, like a corpse.

Clark, Mars hunter, Barry Allen and Diana, who followed them, stopped one after another, and their eyes showed extremely complicated look.

Barry covered his head with exaggeration,

"No! Boss... How is that possible? "

Luke Shaw is the most powerful person he has ever met. He is smart, confident, powerful, omniscient and omnipotent. How can such a person die here?

Mars Hunter shook his head with a wry smile. He didn't feel any mental fluctuation. The man was dead.

Clark walked up to Linda and patted her on the shoulder, who turned coldly,

"Go away!"

Clark grins bitterly and can only retreat.

Linda wiped away her tears, picked up Luke's body, jumped up and disappeared into the sky.

Diana said in silence,

"I can understand her pain."

"Let her be quiet. Some things can only be smoothed out in time."

The Martian Hunter also sighed. He had planned to ask Luke Shaw to help solve the Martian's weakness after the war, but he didn't expect such an outcome.

Barry still can't believe it,

"Really dead? No, if the boss dies, where's Hale? Why didn't it appear? "

The strong masses of Hai'er have a deep understanding. It is reasonable to say that after killing Luke, he will definitely come back to join the battlefield. It is strange that he has not been seen from the beginning to the end.

In a word, the key to the problem was pointed out. People pondered for a moment and shook their heads.

The war is fierce, and no one has the leisure to observe the movement here. What happens can only be concluded through follow-up investigation.

After leaving contact information with each other, several people with heavy heart scattered separately.

……

The war is over and the impact is just beginning.

The metropolis is in a mess. Many places are smoking. The city center is even worse. I don't know how many people are buried in the collapsed buildings.

The city government immediately launched a rescue operation, and the military and the White House also stepped up the deployment of personnel. Before long, the "Kryptonian war" became the front page headlines of the official media of various countries, and the whole world was bombed.

After entering the 21st century, with the rise of the Internet, aliens are no longer legends. Many people know that there are more powerful intelligent civilizations outside the earth.

However, it is the first time that the invasion war was launched like today. Pictures describing the tragedy of the city are wildly circulated on the Internet. After seeing the blank area in the center of the city, the high-level officials of various countries are silent one after another, and then call the White House coincidentally.

A global storm is about to begin.

Somewhere in the metropolitan air raid shelter, the heavy gate slowly opens. Bruce Wayne is the first to come out. Alfred is at the door,

"Are you all right?"

Bruce said nothing and seemed to be immersed in his previous experience.

Alfred worried,

"Master Wayne, I suggest you have an examination."

"I'm fine. I'm fine."

With that, Bruce tightens his lips and suddenly remembers the scene of Wayne building collapse and the high-temperature radiation sweeping from left to right,

"Ramsey is dead."

Alfred said with a wry smile, "I've informed the family."

"What about the others?"

Bruce stares at the housekeeper. "How many employees are there in Wayne building?"

"About four hundred."

"How many people survived?"

Alfred sighed. "Young master, you need to rest now. We'll talk about these things later."

At this time, the ear heard exclamation.

"Look, it's Superman!"

On the street not far away, a guy in a red cloak was clearing stones for the ambulance. The three meter high building debris was thrown to the side of the road like a ping-pong ball in his hand.

Bruce watched quietly, his eyes deep, his right hand curled up and clenched into an iron fist.

Alfred, aware of the young master's abnormality, whispered,"It's time to go back. There will be a meeting in the evening."

With that, he drags Bruce back into the car, and the car starts to drive towards the bay bridge.

……

Unconsciously, the time came in the evening, in the conference room of metropolitan city government.

In addition to the mayor, some local officials, defense department representative Sam lane and a number of White House representatives were present.

The atmosphere is dignified, with staff coming in and out from time to time, bringing all kinds of negative news. The death toll is soaring, and there are countless damaged buildings.

Conservatively, the war cost at least $500 billion.

Metropolitan mayor Carmel's hair is gray. He constantly communicates with his subordinates to urge them to do a good job in rescue work. Sam Lane sends out all the remaining mecha troops to help the police clean up the streets.

The busy work continued until 9 p.m. when the door opened and a soldier came in. He didn't know what to say. Sam Lane got up, left the conference room and went to the study on the third floor,

"I don't have time to waste on you."

Lex Luther puffed out his cigarette ring,

"Just got the news that Luke Shaw is dead."

Sam Lane's pupils shrink,

"What do you mean, how could he die?"

Luther said, "I don't understand that a man like him would die in battle. Unfortunately, he did die and fell on the top of a residential building."

Sam Lane took a cool breath and felt a bit confused. He didn't think Lex Luther would make fun of such a thing, but he still couldn't believe it.

Luther snuffed out the cigarette,

"Times have changed, and I have lost an opponent, but some troubles need to be dealt with after all."

"General lane, I'd like to ask you what you think of the war."

Sam Lane put down his confused mood and said in a cold voice,

"If you have something to say, don't beat around the bush."

Luther's mouth turned up with a slight sneer in her smile,

"The war was started by kryptonians and ended by five superheroes. By the way, and Luke Shaw, I'm curious. What's the role of the army in it, bystander? Spectators? Or... "

"A coward who does nothing."

Sam Lane winked. "You still have a minute."

Luther said with a smile, "general, don't you think the strength of the Ministry of defense is too weak? In the face of aliens, there is no means of defense. If it wasn't for the six of them fighting to death, the metropolis would be over."

"The purpose of establishing an army is to protect the country. If even the most basic conditions cannot be met, is it necessary to survive?"

Sam Lane squinted. "Thirty seconds."

Lex Luthor took out his long prepared plan and said very seriously,

"I have a great plan for the future of mankind. I don't know if the general is interested."