Chapter 1548 - Judgment of Love, Round Three
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Selina rubbed her chin as she looked at the colorful strips of cloth and the huge fanged mouth on the helmet of “Shadow Bear’s” suit. “It’s quite cute. Pink Bear would definitely like it.”
Luke shrugged. “Angel’s combat habits are more obvious. She can only use this sort of suit to blur the line between her body and her limbs.”
Looking at how the bear turned into a huge wheel, Selina clicked her tongue in wonder. “I have to say, her movements are very interesting. She really looks like a bear.”
Luke chuckled. “Or, is she really a bear to begin with?”
Recalling Angel’s muscles that could crush rock, Selina nodded quickly. “That’s true.”
1
In the Bat Cave in New Jersey.
Frank, who had already gotten up from the control chair, picked up the new suit and carefully added a silver coating to the chest. The top half of the skull head was done.
Thinking of Luke’s suggestion, he hesitated for a moment before he added four straight fangs to the lower jaw of the skull.
After completing the task, he examined the new image for a moment, then nodded in satisfaction. This was more like it.
Ina separate room, Angel had just taken a shower. She came out wrapped in a towel and opened the fridge to take out a bottle of beer.
After drinking two mouthfuls, she thought of something and went to the computer. She typed “shadow bear” into the search bar.
She clicked “search” and found… bears in the common sense.
Crossing her legs, she frowned and drank another mouthful of beer as she subconsciously moved the mouse.
At that moment, a brightly colored picture flashed on the screen.
She stopped and looked at the pink armor and teddy bear on the chest. She recalled a few characteristics of Shadow Bear’s appearance, and her lips twitched.
With two cracks, the mouse shattered and the beer bottle turned into a pile of powder. Foam splattered everywhere, but her palm was uninjured.
There was a snort in the room. “I’m not a kid! A bear isn’t cute at all.”
The next night, Nick Fury of SHIELD stood at a window and stared at the marble obelisk not far away.
A voice rang out behind him. “Sir, you were looking for me?”
Nick Fury turned around and took two steps as he called up the virtual screen. “Rumlow, do you know this person?”
Rumlow’s eyes were a little dark. Clearly, he hadn’t slept much.
Hearing Nick Fury’s words, he stepped forward.
This sort of virtual screen could be adjusted. In personal mode, it was just large enough for someone standing in front of it to see its content.
Nick Fury was using personal mode, so Rumlow had to get closer to see what was on the screen.
On the screen was the image of a silver skull helmet as the person reached out to block the camera.
The important thing was that Rumlow had a metal helmet that looked at least 60% similar.
Because of this, many members of the Strike force had looked at him strangely.
Nobody would be so stupid as to suspect that Rumlow and Joker were conspiring together.
But most people probably had the same notion.
Rumlow’s face was a little dark and stiff. “Sir, I’ve been thinking about it for the whole day, and I can’t be certain who he is. You know that I have a lot of enemies.”
Who the hell knew why the Joker was trying to screw him over by getting one of his accomplices to wear a similar mask.
Now, everybody suspected that he had pissed off this lunatic before.
Putting aside the fact that two teams of Rumlow’s elite subordinates had been captured at one go, he was also quite close to three of the special agents.
There was no emotion in Nick Fury’s eyes. He simply looked at him indifferently and nodded. “There aren’t many people who can pair up to take down 12 special agents together.”
Saying that, he fell silent, his chin in his hand as if he was thinking about something.
Rumlo waited for a long while before he finally grew impatient. “Sir?”
Nick Fury came back to his senses. “Oh, you’re still here? It’s fine now. You can get back to work. Right, we need to make up for the Strike force’s losses as soon as possible. I have a feeling that the Joker won’t stop here.”
Rumlo: “Got it. I’m already picking…”
“Tve pulled in personnel from elsewhere to make up numbers.” Nick Fury waved his hand and interrupted him. “So that you aren’t pulled around again like last night, the Strike force will be split into two. You will lead one team, and the first vice commander will lead the second.”
Rumlo’s eyes flickered, but he immediately nodded. “Yes, sir.”
Nick Fury waved his hand. “Okay, get to work.”
As soon as he said that, a staff member not far away suddenly shouted, “Sir, the Joker has started a live broadcast.”
Both Nick Fury and Rumlow were stunned, before they quickly split up.
Nick Fury was in the middle of the room and could see everything around him.
Rumlow, on the other hand, charged into the hallway, already speaking into his comms to the Strike force. “Target J has appeared. Everybody, head to the tarmac immediately. The Quinjet must be ready to take off in three minutes.”
On the screen was the resplendent night view of a city.
Almost everybody who saw it thought the same thing — Brooklyn Bridge.
The two suspension towers with steel cables were too famous. Even non-Americans would have seen the bridge in countless movies and TV shows.
But in the movies, Brooklyn Bridge and the San Francisco Golden Gate Bridge were fellow sufferers which copped the most damage.
Rumlow narrowed his eyes and immediately said into his comms, “Tell the pilot that the target is the east tower of the Brooklyn Bridge in New York.”
In New York, Luke waved at the camera with a smile. “Hello, this is round three of the Judgment of Love. Welcome, loyal fans, to the Braveheart Game once more.”
His voice was unaffected by the cold wind as he spoke, and the members of SHIELD heard him clearly.
A group of SHIELD agents with dark circles around their eyes glared heatedly at the guy but didn’t stop working.
“He’s very close to the New York branch. Helicopters will arrive at the scene in three minutes.”
“Reinforcements from the branch will arrive in five minutes.”
“NYPD has already been informed to immediately block the cars on both sides of the bridge.”
Nick Fury didn’t say anything. Was this Joker… really crazy?
The thought flashed through the director’s mind, and he cursed himself. This guy was crazy to begin with. Had he himself turned into an idiot?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end, he didn’t use his ultimate weapon — Tony Stark, who was now in Stark Tower.
Ifhe let this SHIELD consultant know, Iron Man would appear at the bridge in less than a minute.
If his armor happened to be right next to him, the time would be reduced to less than 20 seconds..
