“In the past few years, the city has made a big mistake, and now we are paying for it!”
On the TV, a host in a suit and tie was broadcasting the news, and he kept saying:
"We regard a group of superhumans in strange costumes as heroes and saviors. They are active everywhere, doing what the police should do, beat criminals into meat sauce on the streets with bare hands, and then rushing around the roof of you or me in the dark."
"Do you have any objections to this? Do you dare have any objections?"
The host's face was full of sarcasm. He pointed his hand at the big screen behind him, which was playing the chaos of the Heroes Association at noon yesterday.
"This is the end if you have any objections!"
The host said fiercely:
“Many people regard those guys in strange costumes as gods, but now”
"The gods are fighting, everyone!"
The picture on the big screen behind him turned around, and the scene of Thunderbolt and Rooney fighting in the Heroes Association canteen was presented on the TV.
The thundering sparks and roaring punches looked full of popcorn movies, but what should not be ignored are the chaotic innocent people around who want to escape from the danger zone.
The fear of their faces was amplified, and the host's voiceover also rang out at the right time:
"The angry gods have their own contradictions, they are high above them. When they start fighting, how should we ordinary people deal with ourselves?"
"Oh, maybe some superhero-loving audiences will say that this is just an accident. Heroes are human beings, and heroes have the right to vent their emotions."
""Okay, I admit, this does look like two violent elements resolving private conflicts."
The host said in a playful tone:
“But that wasn’t what happened last night”
The picture behind him turned again. The bloody incident that happened on Fifth Avenue last evening was almost recorded in a full video format, as if it was recorded on a mobile phone.
From the voodoo warlock Robben started to go crazy and broke the glass from the coffee shop, rushed out to the roadside to destroy it, then completely lost control, and began to smash the cars parked on the roadside, chasing passers-by in a cruel way.
This bloody scene was reported in the news without cutting it.
Obviously, this TV station intends to use this matter to make a big gimmick and make a comeback in the press.
In this way, it is in line with the Planet Daily, which is currently at its peak and is rapidly expanding its influence.
"When you see this picture, you may ask, what's wrong with that person? Oh my God, what is he doing? Is there no hero to help with such a terrible thing?"
The host whispered:
"Of course no heroes come to help, because the qualified crazy person is a member of the Heroes Association."
Robben's information was released on the TV, and the host stopped, as if waiting for the surprise of the audience in front of the TV to end.
"Bang"
The TV was turned off the next moment.
At the headquarters of the New York Heroes, Merlin threw the remote control in his hand on the table. He looked back at Luke Cage, who was gloomy behind him, and said:
"How is it like being splashed with dirty water?"
"It's annoying, very annoying."
The Divine Power Man stared at the TV that had been turned off, and he said:
"I wish I could rush into the TV and beat that sensible bastard to him was completely distorting the facts."
"This is normal. That TV station is famous for reporting on gossip and catching wind and shadows."
Merlin had no special expression on his face, he said:
"Unscrupulous media are always keen to seize any eye-catching explosive points, but they don't care about the real facts."
"Yes, the Heroes Association immediately came forward to stop the tragedy. No one died in Robben's crazy attack. The scene just looked miserable."
"The Heroes Association also made compensation as soon as possible, and several media companies in Ash who are working hard to win the forgiveness of the injured are also actively operating this matter."
Merlin turned his head and looked at Cage, and he said:
"But the problem is that things have happened, Cage, we can't act like it hasn't happened."
"What's more, they're right. These two things are indeed mistakes of the Heroes Association."
"These two incidents will inevitably trigger another round of discussions among the people about superheroes. Those who are unwilling to be lonely will definitely jump out to accuse you, trying to arouse dissatisfaction and anger in the hearts of the people."
"What I really care about is how you are going to deal with the next storm?"
The Divine Power Man was silent for a moment, and the big bald head with flat glasses whispered:
"Now all heroes are ordered to stay at home, and we will conduct a spiritual test on all heroes as quickly as possible."
"We will come forward to deal with the bad effects of these two things. We have asked the Wizards Association for help to create magical items that can resist the erosion of the mind."
“The Heroes will reduce the number of actions before those items are in place.”
"Um."
Merlin nodded and said:
"These methods are good, but just a passive defense strategy is not advisable. A villain has set his sights on you. I think it is not your style to endure provocations like this."
"The heroes of the Death Gang are still operating normally."
Cage suddenly said:
"Miss Ash has added a recorder for everyone under her command. All A-level heroes in the entire association are on standby. Once abnormal situations occur, we will immediately arrive at the scene."
"As long as that manipulating maniac again dares to show up, we will not give him a chance to escape!"
“Fishing”
Meilin pursed her lips and said:
"Okay, this plan is pretty good."
He stood up from the sofa and said to Cage:
"The official will cooperate with your actions. In addition, those out-of-control people who were brought back by me last night, hurry up and compare what they had been exposed to before they lost control."
“Find that common ground!”
Merlin reached out and patted the Divine Power Man on the shoulder, and he said:
"The next period of time will be difficult, and there will be a constant stream of people who accuse you and provoke you with all kinds of reasons."
"But if you survive, the Heroes Association and the people will go a step further, and those who support you will trust you more."
"This is a crisis, Cage, the biggest crisis since its inception."
"Calmify carefully. If something goes wrong, contact me as soon as possible."
"The appearance of superheroes is a mistake! The facts have proved this. Their ability to not be well controlled is a threat to anyone and our society!"
"They are undoubtedly time bombs rooted in society, perhaps in the next moment, blowing them away with all the innocent people around them."
The reporter on the TV warned the audience in front of the TV in a tone of worry and disgust:
"Be careful of the superheroes around you! Don't be fooled by them!"
At the end of the news program, the guy with glossy powder said meaningfully:
"Maybe, it's time for us to start solving this mistake that was buried by us."
"Bang"
In an apartment in Queens, the clown turned off the TV with an unsatisfactory look.
While playing with the cane in his hand, he said to the Winter Soldier who was standing by the window with a expressionless expression like a robot:
"That host is really good at talking, right?"
"Look at what he said, it's just a matter of talking about it!"
The guy who painted his face in a mess rose from the chair, like a real clown, walking around the house with a cane, and he chattered to himself like a hysterical neurological:
"Superheroes! Haha, a bunch of freaks walking around in mom and dad's basement in pillowcases!"
"The childish concepts they insist on and what they do are simply funny, saying that they should stand up and stop the wrong things."
"But aren't these concepts defined by themselves, right, wrong, beautiful, and ugly?"
The clown looked at the mirror in the corner. He looked at himself in the mirror. He seemed to feel that his makeup was not very good today, so he took out his blush from his pocket and clamped his cane under his arm.
While he put on makeup, he said:
"I always feel that this society is too domineering, always forcibly harmonious with the beauty in my heart, and forcibly suppress the opinions, just as the beautiful things in this world are only the ones they define."
"Shit!"
The clown screamed:
"Isn't the conflict caused by opposition good? Isn't it good for everyone to scream and revel in a carnival? Isn't it trembling for tearing off the disguise, laughing and making fun of you all, don't it make people tremble?"
The Winter Warrior stood there expressionlessly. He looked at the clown with no emotion in his eyes, nor did he express any opinions on the clown's distorted view.
But a few minutes later, when the clown was quiet, he walked forward and placed a small black box in front of the clown.
The next moment, the voice of Mrs. Hydra sounded from the black box.
"You promised us not to hurt the innocent."
"I don't have it!"
The clown said innocently:
"Are any innocent people dead? No?"
"The heroes arrived very promptly. Even in the situation last night, no one died. And it was too quiet last night, 27 people."
"I talked with 27 heroes, but only one did what he wanted to do."
"Where did the remaining 26 people go? The city should have been lit last night but it was too quiet, huh, that's why I hate New York, really!"
The clown curled his lips and said:
"This city has no vitality and a pool of stagnant water. Unlike my hometown Gotham, if there is a trace of blood, it will attract countless sharks."
"Enough!"
The lady's disgusting voice rang out from the little black box. He didn't want to listen to the clown's crazy words anymore, he said:
"I warn you one last time, Arthur, if you can't control your brain, I'll cut it off for you. I don't have to do it."
"Your little fight is not even a warm-up for Merlin!"
"He settled the matter you wasted for several days in 10 minutes. This proves that either you didn't care at all. Or you were just like that."
"ha!"
The clown curled his lips and said:
"You mean I failed? No."
He turned his head and looked out the sun-filled window. He looked at the city that seemed to be unchanged, and he said:
"Why did I see that in this city where people's hearts are floating, a seed of distrust has been planted?"
"Of course, it's just a seed. Don't be too demanding on it. It still needs time to ferment and grow. Don't worry, my big shot, I've already arranged it, and it's just the beginning."
"You have to be patient"
The clown pulled aside his wrist sleeves and looked at the hellish, pink children's watch he was carrying on his wrist, and he said to Mrs. Hydra:
"Time is up, big man, I'm going out to do something."
“Then it’s time to leave New York”
"I don't want to be caught and beaten by them, and the game shouldn't be over at the beginning."
He stood up and buckled a tall hat that the magician had on his head. He waved his hand to the little black box, and he said:
"In order not to let you underestimate me, I decided to show off my skills and wait quietly for the results."
"Don't involve innocent people anymore!"
The lady's deep voice rang behind the clown.
The silent winter warrior also leaned out his hand, and the sharp black fighting knife pressed against the clown's neck. With just a slight stroke, the chaotic evildoer would die on the spot.
Behind the clown's neck, there was a little red thing that was heating up, only one order was needed
Will, bang!
"Um!"
He raised his hands funnyly, and he said a little furiously:
"Okay, okay!"
"You guys who can't afford to play, can't I listen to you?"
"I promise, okay? I promise!"
A few minutes later, the clown, wearing a festive clown suit, wig, holding a cane, and holding a balloon, squeezed into a taxi, and he said to the taxi driver:
"Sorry, sir, I took a job and went to a school to perform for the children, but I don't know how to go there."
"Oh, by the way, it is said that it is a school that only accepts children of mutants."
"Oh, you're talking about Xavier Talented Youth Academy."
Du Pengde, who was driving, rubbed his eyes.
He had been crazy with Geeta all night last night, and now he was somewhat ineffective. The clown in the back seat nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and an exaggerated smile appeared on his red-nose face.
He said:
"A kind person, can you send me wherever you want?"
Chapter completed!