msmithbooks Chapter 133 Amanda Waller: I'm the good guy, you son of a bitch!
Chapter 133 Amanda Waller: I'm the good guy, you son of a bitch!
Chapter 133 Amanda Waller: I'm the fuck the good guy
Manchester Black stood in the empty void, his feet treading on boundless darkness, before him countless chaotic, overlapping, and repetitive images.
"Having successfully escaped from prison once again, the mentally deranged supervillain Toy Man has begun wreaking havoc on the streets, infuriating the local residents..."
His brows were furrowed.
"Israel's unilateral encroachment on Tansleba territory, disregarding UN sanctions, has further exacerbated tensions between the two countries..."
Blake looked to the other side, the world echoing in his mind:
"The Toy Man has escaped from prison again?! If someone commits such a heinous crime, they should be expelled from civilized society!"
"The victims' families are demanding answers about the cause of this tragedy. Fortunately, Superman arrived and prevented this terrorist attack..."
Blake slowly extended a palm.
"Soldiers killed in action in the Middle East..."
"Public opinion poll results show..."
The fist of this hand is covered in calluses and scars. It's the kind of hand someone who spends years in street fights would have.
"Where are the superheroes? Why can't he solve these problems...?"
Blake slowly clasped his hands together.
"If even national governments cannot take responsibility for their own actions..."
Snapped!
All the images suddenly stopped, and then the world went dark.
"call……"
He let out a sigh of relief, then murmured to himself, "Honey, it's time to take your medicine."
"What medicine?"
A voice echoed in the darkness. Blake pursed his lips.
"Manchester Black, you'd better not pretend you didn't hear me when I'm talking to you."
Blake sighed.
"I see."
He waved his hand, and the darkness before him vanished. He opened his eyes and saw Amanda Waller sitting disgruntled in front of him.
This was Amanda Waller's most heavily guarded mansion. Blake's gaze lingered on the walls, which were covered with surveillance footage showing heavily armed guards everywhere.
The fact that the other party chose to meet him in this more private setting rather than at a military base is an act of asserting sovereignty and a way of demonstrating power.
But Blake wasn't opposed to it; he needed a reliable person in the government to help him achieve his goals.
Amanda Waller just took a shower.
Her hair was still wet, and her bathrobe clung to her barrel-shaped figure.
She shifted to a more comfortable position on the sofa.
"I warn you again, Manchester, the government is granting you law enforcement powers to push Superman and Batman to defect. Don't do anything irrational. Along with power comes responsibility."
They stared at each other for a moment.
"Yes, yes, I understand."
Blake smiled.
"You'd better really know," Waller glanced at him. "Your attitude is making me a little worried."
Blake just smiled.
"Superman may just be a big blue guy who relies on brute force, but Batman standing behind him is a very serious problem."
Amanda Waller ignored Blake's noncommittal response and continued explaining on her own:
"After nearly four months, those idiots in the intelligence department finally sorted out the basic intelligence, and we now have every reason to believe that Batman has lost or abandoned some of his principles."
She pressed a button on her remote control, and Batman's image quickly appeared on the screen:
"Over the past few months, Batman has devastatingly destroyed all of Gotham's gangs with absolutely superhuman speed."
I always thought that with those wicked upper-class people in Gotham, fighting gangs alone would never be enough to stop Gotham's evil. But Batman has taught me a lesson.
Amanda rubbed her temples: "We finally determined that the Batman who solves thousands of crimes in one night is most likely Superman in disguise."
Using Superman's strength, along with recruiting those supervillains and the incident a few weeks prior where the supervillain Bane took away some of Gotham's supervillains, Batman actually managed to reduce Gotham's crime rate to zero through this superficial, stopgap measure. Now he can finally focus on dealing with Gotham's upper echelons.
"He has already sent more than 10 wealthy individuals and members of parliament to prison."
Amanda said, "The entire city has begun to fall completely under their control; he has almost single-handedly taken over the functions of the government."
"This is absolutely unacceptable."
Amanda said, "Gotham can get better, but not this way. Like Superman, it's destroying the most fundamental structure of human society; it's an anarchic dictatorship. And then there are their fanatical supporters..."
Blake remained silent. He knew the unspoken worry Amanda harbored: what would happen if Superman did the same thing to America?
Amanda Waller shook his head:
"Let's not talk about that anymore. What I'm telling you is this: absolutely, absolutely do not underestimate Batman. He's not the Batman I used to know who was cautious about government power anymore."
Who knows what he might do now? He might be listening to us right now while we're talking.
Amanda said:
"Superheroes are beginning to pose a threat. The U.S. government must take action to address these crises. Grab your team and get ready to get to work..."
But she didn't have time to finish her sentence.
Click...
A monitor screen next to Amanda Waller suddenly went black.
"Wow~" Blake whistled.
Click.
Another surveillance screen suddenly went black.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Amanda Waller's forehead.
sizzle...
White noise started appearing on all the screens.
"Amanda Waller..."
Then Amanda saw a series of distorted figures appearing on the screen.
The pointed ear was turned away from her, sitting on a recliner.
"Amanda Waller..."
Amanda held her breath; her body was trembling slightly.
"It's you."
she says.
She just said, "Batman might be spying on them." That's just an exaggeration!
I can't believe it's true!
The figure turned around.
"Whatever you think you're doing..."
The inverted shadows whispered wildly on the ground, the signal flickered, and white noise leaked out incessantly.
"If you pose a threat to the world, I... will crush you."
Amanda Waller was initially stunned, but upon hearing this, he immediately flew into a rage:
"If we pose a threat? You play with nuclear bombs like fireworks in Gotham, and you've established a dictatorial surveillance regime in modern society. That big blue Boy Scout could fart at any time and turn the Earth into cosmic dust. And you actually say I pose a threat to the world?!"
"I'm the fucking good guy, I protect our country and guard against the real threat—that's you guys!"
Amanda Waller, writhing his enormous hips, roared in fury, "You criminal, you criminal!"
"Alright, stop putting on this manic act. Your appearance may be deceptive, and you're good at using that face... but I've known what you are all along."
Amanda Waller's angry expression remained, but his heart sank deeper and deeper.
Why does Batman know so much about her?
Although they had dealt with each other before, her identity should have always been a top secret. Just how could this be...?
"I don't believe you haven't read Brainiac's materials, Amanda."
Amanda Waller heard Batman on the other end of the line seem to be getting a little more frank: "I once said the same thing to Luthor, Superman will always be the best among us Earthlings..."
"Don't talk nonsense."
Batman stopped trying to persuade him.
Amanda Waller knew she might have offended the other person, but she didn't care.
She said, "You're not much different from Brainiac; you're all threats."
Batman on the screen remained silent for a moment.
"Humans are ultimately incapable of understanding each other. That truly saddens me."
She finally heard Batman say something.
Behind what Amanda Waller couldn't see, Blake smiled.
He held up two fingers and waved them at Batman on the screen. His behavior was strange, like a slut secretly scratching her palm while having an affair behind her husband's back.
Chen Tao ended the call.
He squinted.
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"I'll send you both to jail," I said, and off I went.
"If you can't finish it, take it with you. Be careful next time you do something wrong!"
"Oh yeah!"
Louis and Clark stood by the roadside, watching the Superman Kids movie playing in the shop window. The Superman doll with a head bigger than its body used a fishing net to catch chibi-style criminals and throw them into jail. Then it started jumping and singing, repeatedly showing off its muscles.
The two looked at each other in silence.
"Oh, okay, hehe, well... okay."
Louis laughed and said, "I really didn't expect that the 'S' meant 'loser'."
"It's not that bad," Clark said.
"When did you ever say something like 'you'll have to bear the consequences'?"
Clark scratched his head and said, "The producer said it would inspire people."
The couple were walking together on the street.
"So who will benefit from these incentives?"
Clark said:
"The proceeds from the animation will go to charity, Louis, and I've also found a good person to supervise it, and the contract terms are foolproof."
"Did they provide you with any innovative investments or anything like that?"
"Um...did I say that all the money would be donated to charity?"
"The point is, you have to maintain that 'S' on your chest. The whole world is watching Superman with wide eyes. You've been elevated to a god-like status, Clark."
Louis pointed to Superman's chest with his finger; he knew there must be an "S" hidden under that suit.
She said, "This is a very dangerous question."
"Actually... it wasn't always like that."
Clark lifted Louis's chin, a smile spreading across his face.
"Oh, you're quite the opportunist, handsome young man." Louis wrapped his arms around Clark's neck.
But just then, a loud noise interrupted their kiss.
Clark turned his head and saw a purple skull-headed man jump out of the truck where he was hiding: "The explosive genes that created me are splitting—Superman!!! Come and face me!!!"
"Atomic Skull! He's escaped again," Louis said.
"He's gotten stronger, which may be why the nuclear energy suppression devices at Star Labs couldn't control him."
"Fortunately, they used Batman's unmanned, fully automated prison system. Although I don't think the guards at Star Labs are as easily bribed as the Arkham Guards—no offense intended—it seems that Batman's decision saved many lives."
"Quickly, find a place to hide."
Clark said.
Without saying a word, Louis immediately and skillfully stepped back.
Superman stared intently at his opponent, and he saw flames of energy erupting from the Atomic Skull's head.
Mr. Purple Skeleton turned his head, his skull staring intently at a couple embracing in the distance, who had just been kissing.
He raised his hand:
"That despicable couple, burn them alive!"
Superman pulled open his shirt, revealing a shiny S-shaped nipple.
Superman has arrived!
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"So this is justice, Superman?"
Clark sat on a talk show as Superman.
"Millions in property losses, mutated criminals repeatedly and indiscriminately killing innocent people, yet now they're comfortably enjoying three meals a day in prison. You could have permanently ended Atomic Skull on the spot—why didn't you?"
"I have no right to judge or jury anyone, Professor Bucks, much less be an executioner. Even if I have superpowers, I am not above the law."
"Noble sentiments. But does the 21st century need a superhero like you? Why not use your superpowers to fix this world? Let me emphasize again, I'm just deliberately being dissenting; I'm a loyal fan of yours."
As Professor Bucky spoke, he held up his watch, which bore the mark of Superman.
A burst of laughter erupted from the audience.
"First of all, I don't think the world is broken, because when we talk about the world, we are actually talking about people... I firmly believe in the inherent goodness of humanity... the shining points of humanity can be seen everywhere..."
"Hmph." Manchester Black sat below and let out a soft sneer.
But the next second, he suddenly stood up and slowly walked out of the interview program.
A faint green light flickered in his eyes, and then he floated up and flew onto the roof.
Chen Tao was waiting for him there.
Superman's voice still carried outside, amplified by the microphone.
"If you have a keen eye, you'll find that there are countless wonderful qualities hidden within the human heart... My purpose is to help people discover these qualities..."
"You'd better not do that," Chen Tao said, staring at the other person.
Blake feigned ignorance, asking, "What did I do?" But he was actually quite surprised.
As a psychic, his abilities include, but are not limited to, creating illusions, mind reading, and telekinesis.
But when he tried to hack into Batman's mind, he found that Batman's mind was just a flat stone, completely empty.
Please note that "weight" here is not an adjective. It means that Batman's brain is a lump of iron. His telepathic abilities only sensed that hard metal lump inside Batman's skull, the material of which is like the metal sheet of a car windshield.
"We can talk, Batman," Blake said. "We don't need to be on the defensive. I think we have a basis for cooperation."
(End of this chapter)