#410 - Breaking the Calm

The current Queen of the Amazons, Troy, issued a warning to the United States. Leaving aside the attitudes of those in high places, the general public didn't take it to heart.

If the sky falls, there are taller people to hold it up. Although the Amazons are all brave and skilled in battle, the Justice League isn't weak either, and if worse comes to worst, there's always the army.

Moreover, in human society, they've seen too many threatening statements. This kind of tough attitude is usually deliberately put on to gain some advantages during negotiations. In today's society, although wars are not uncommon, they are not so easy to start.

It costs money and manpower; it's a losing proposition. Don't be fooled by their fierce words, because when it really comes down to it, everyone will usually take a step back.

Holding this thought, basically no one took Troy's words seriously. The government also chose to wait and see. If the other side caused trouble, they could say they had no means of communicating with Paradise Island, thus delaying the best time for negotiation. After all, the government doesn't have magic and can't use magical communication like Paradise Island.

Thus, after about a few hours, the residents of Washington lived as usual. Today was as sunny as ever, and in a few hours, it would be time to get off work, which made the tired people perk up a bit.

Mike was one of these ordinary people. Although the work of a shopping mall security guard wasn't strenuous, the long hours of standing and walking still made him feel tired. He had gone for a check-up some time ago, fearing that he might have varicose veins, but fortunately, this disease hadn't yet befallen him.

Mike took out a plastic bag containing a donut wrapped in oil paper. It was given to him by the Mexican beauty who ran the pastry business in the mall. Since Mike helped her solve the problem of her half-brother, a junkie who always asked her for money to feed his addiction, she always prepared some bread and pastries for him.

Although his colleagues always joked that she had a crush on him, Mike didn't think so. She had her own life, and he couldn't let a little bit of enthusiasm get to his head and bother her. Honestly going home to play games was his destination.

Opening the plastic bag, Mike walked outside the mall. After all, it was still working hours, and even if he had a good relationship with his leader, he couldn't openly slack off in the mall. He planned to quickly finish the donut as usual and then return to his post.

Taking the donut out of the plastic bag, Mike noticed that there seemed to be something written on the oil paper wrapping the donut. Could it be that the pastry shop had changed its packaging?

Mike stretched his head to bite the donut, his eyes focused on trying to see what was written on it, but before he could see the words on the oil paper, he felt his head getting heavier and out of his control, and he couldn't even bite the donut in his hand.

"Thump! Gulu gulu gulu."

The round thing fell from his shoulder and rolled far away with inertia. The strong body in the security guard uniform fell to the ground with a bang. The air seemed to freeze at this moment. After about two or three seconds, deafening screams rang out.

"I love this song to death." A woman in armor licked the blood dripping from her sword, morbidly admiring the panicked crowd caused by her masterpiece.

"Behave yourself, Timaeus, you pervert!"

Behind the woman, several women with similar attire appeared one after another. They came out of a purple portal. One of the women, who was obviously of a higher status, looked at Timaeus with disgust.

"But, isn't our mission to cause chaos, Captain?" Timaeus swung her sword, and the blood on it shot out like sharp arrows, dyeing the oil paper that fell from Mike's hand completely red, making the words on it completely unreadable.

"We don't kill civilians!" the captain said sternly.

"But I remember that the man was wearing a police uniform, right? I remember that policemen are warriors among humans," Timaeus blinked. "So I shouldn't have made a mistake."

"I know, so I just scolded you just now, otherwise, only my sword awaits you."

After saying this, the captain stopped looking at Timaeus and instead said to the other subordinates: "Our mission is just to attract attention, the more superheroes we attract, the better. Don't do unnecessary things like Timaeus. Our enemies can only be those warriors."

"That sentence really hurts me," Timaeus waved the sword in her hand. "Seriously, Captain, if I didn't do this, do you think you could attract those Justice League people so quickly?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Timaeus immediately waved the sword in her hand. Accompanied by a few short sounds of gold and iron interweaving, several black bat-shaped darts were cut down to the ground by her. Several Amazons immediately looked in the opposite direction from which the darts flew, but they didn't see any living people.

Time flowed, and it was already dusk. While the Amazons were talking, the panicked crowd had dispersed. In their sight, they couldn't see anything other than some so-called things invented by humans.

"Whoosh!"

A rapid sound of breaking through the air came. Before an Amazon on the periphery of the team could react, a rope had wrapped around her neck. Accompanied by a slight click, the rope locked on her neck.

The Amazon gritted her teeth and tightened her muscles, reaching for her neck with both hands, trying to break this human trick, but unfortunately, the rope was so tight that she couldn't even stick her little finger in. She couldn't even grasp, let alone break the rope.

"Ugh!"

A force came from the rope. As an ordinary Amazon, she still needed to breathe. The lack of oxygen brought not only physiological pain but also psychological fear. By the time she reacted, she had been dragged away.

"Lady!" Another Amazon discovered the same thing with her companion, but after seeing the position where her partner was locked, she immediately stopped her hand trying to pull the other party, which prevented the scene of the separation of the head and body from appearing on her companion.

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"噌!"

A figure quickly flashed past. The captain of the Amazon team pulled out her sword and quickly surpassed the bound Lady, slashing down with one sword. The rope broke in response, flying randomly like a shot that revealed being cut off. Lady suddenly fell to the ground.

The captain pierced Lady's neck with a sword, and the buckle locking the rope was immediately divided into two, and the latter was reborn, panting heavily. The others couldn't care about the teammate who fell to the ground, and once again looked in the direction of the rope, and sure enough, they could only find a rope gun stained on the car.

"I know who you are!" the captain shouted loudly to the quiet surroundings.

"If you have the guts, come out and face me! Batman!"