Batman after the 825 upgrade is even more terrible
After a while, everyone gathered in the conference room.
This place is now considered their stronghold, and it is fairly well hidden.
Although the guys sitting here are basically playing with firearms, the meeting will still be held normally.
As for the layout of the conference room, it is quite simple.
Apart from the table and chairs, there is only the potted plant on the tabletop as decoration.
This potted plant is a cactus, the kind that won't die even if you forget to water it occasionally.
Everyone present felt pretty good about this cactus...
"I think it all has something to do with the Burning Hell.
Or maybe we found a big guy!"
Frank placed the walkie-talkie in his hand, which was mostly bright red, on the table.
But he had no intention of turning on the intercom.
He had just listened to it briefly before, and felt that his mental state was strange, as if he had been attacked.
Although Frank didn't know the guy who caused the impact on the walkie-talkie, it didn't stop him from noticing the problem.
"Big guy, what are you looking for us for?
Are you going to let us gunmen go out with guns to find a monster that we can't do any harm to?
Even though our weapons have been upgraded to a certain extent, they are still barely able to penetrate the demon's defense.
Don't use yourself as an example, you are the agent of death."
Bloodsport tilted his head and said.
That is because he has a good relationship with Frank, so he speaks in this way.
Otherwise, everyone will keep a certain distance when talking.
"You mean we go directly to Wayne?"
Jason Todd curled his lips.
He didn't want to have anything to do with Wayne unless it was necessary.
How much Jason Todd admired Wayne before, how much he doesn't want to see him now.
Whether the no-kill rule is necessary in Gotham City is something Jason Todd doesn't intend to delve into.
Because he couldn't get an answer from it himself.
But he is gradually understanding Wayne's refusal to kill.
A Batman who doesn't kill is the best companion, even if this guy leaves a lot of backup to fight against the threats he considers.
But as long as there is a condition of not killing people, Wayne still has a bottom line.
As for how terrifying a Wayne with no bottom line is, that is probably a result that no one wants to know.
"I don't see anything wrong with telling Wayne this information, but I can understand you.
It's like Frank is probably unwilling to tell SHIELD this information."
Deadshot scratched his forehead with the muzzle of his gun.
On this matter, Deadshot's stance is actually the most neutral one.
Even if a killer who works for a fee may raise the price, he will not care about anything other than the task.
This time Wayne paid a big price.
The mercenary fee to Deadshot and Bloodsport alone is a huge enough figure.
Especially since there is no need to kill anyone this time...
It's just used to allow them to fight demons from a human standpoint.
This kind of task was much easier than the ones they had experienced before.
"Okay, I'm not going to let you listen to what is said on this walkie-talkie for the time being.
But what I can tell you is that the sound here should be regarded as a kind of spiritual attack.
I think it corrupts people."
Frank tapped the table gently.
This little gesture helps him attract the big guy's attention.
"What are you going to do, Frank?
You're not the kind of guy who would hold a meeting without input and a plan of action."
Logan was sitting on a chair smoking a cigar, with his not-so-tall body lying on the chair.
Two short legs hang on the table...
This kind of action is a bit rude, but none of the guys here are the kind of guys who live a refined life.
So no one will give any opinions.
"I'm going to look for Bulcasso.
Although I feel a little embarrassed to bother him with something that may not seem like a problem to him.
But now it seems that only he can handle these things well.
My willpower is definitely strong enough, but even after I heard the sound coming from this thing, I had some distracting thoughts.
I would be a little worried if SHIELD or Wayne were to handle it."
There was a little hesitation in Frank's voice.
He didn't know if his plan was appropriate.
Although he and Bulqueso are very different in terms of strength, the two of them are still good friends.
When the nephalem make friends, they don't really care about each other's strength.
If you have to make friends with people of similar strength, then life would be too pitiful.
Nephalem don't stay together all day for the sake of friendship to prove that friendship is unbreakable.
But their friendship is not the kind that can be interrupted by anything other than betrayal.
"If that's the case, there's no point in calling us together for a meeting.
We can't help you with this kind of thing, and you're not one to share stories.
Tell me! What are you going to ask us to do?"
Bloodsport sat up straight, put his hands on the table and asked Frank with a serious face.
"I hope you can choose a few people to go to Buster Tower for me.
I need two people to go over there and take a look.
The remaining people stayed at the base.
If a demon comes to the door, the people left behind can at least delay it for enough time.
As for going to the Buster Building, it's just a selfish move on my part.
I feel something is wrong over there.
As for myself, I will look for Bulcasso."
Frank simply showed off his cards and expressed all his thoughts.
Things at the Buster Building are now very hot.
The people present are not the kind of old-fashioned people who can’t even watch TV...
"Let the peace messenger go, it just so happens that there is a place that needs him to bring peace."
Bloodsport said with ridicule.
He really couldn't understand the concept of the Peacemaker.
But I also admit that this guy is definitely a good player.
"I go!"
The Peace Messenger directly agreed, although the words seemed a bit ambiguous...
“Peace is something that can only be obtained when both sides are equal in strength!
And demons are now not as powerful as humans!
All we have to do is fight!"
The words of the Peace Messenger were unequivocal.
And when he said that demons are not as powerful as humans, that was the result of including Bulkesso and the Nephalem.
If this guy knew about the Burning Hell before he knew about the existence of the Nephalem, this guy might have gone directly to the demon side...
This peace messenger just wants peace. It doesn’t matter whether the subject of peace is human beings...
"As long as the Nephalem can still show their strength, this guy can be trusted.
If the two sides can reach a certain level of peace, then this fool will probably devote everything he has to this peace."
Jason Todd had a sneer on his face.
There were basically no people present who liked Peace Messenger.
Deadshot, who was born as a killer, looked down upon this guy's ideas and thought they were a bit false.
Bloodsport, on the other hand, cannot understand why this guy can be more cold-blooded than him...
This guy is really willing to give up everything for peace.
If someone told him that as long as he died, there would be world peace, then this guy would probably still be smiling when he pulled the trigger...
This kind of person is quite scary to be honest.
Fortunately, the toilet seat-like helmet made him look a little more cheerful...
"There's still one person left.
Our strength is not too strong, so it is best to act in small groups."
Frank said and looked at Jason Todd.
Jason Todd was the only guy here who had ever worked with Paranoid.
It might be a good idea to team him up with Peacemaker...
"Okay, let's just go to Buster Tower.
If it is not necessary to take action, I will not take action."
Jason Todd agreed directly.
Although he agreed to this, it did not go beyond others' expectations.
"There are fewer people left behind, so let's turn on those surveillance cameras.
Even if it does it will allow Wayne to see what we are doing."
Frank rubbed his temples…
After they moved to this place, they have dismantled many surveillance cameras...
But every few days, you will find that these monitors have grown again like mushrooms...
So they chose the simplest power outage to prevent everything they did from being observed.
"It's not necessary, based on my understanding of Wayne.
That guy should have started taking action now, right?
Are you not so naive as to think that blocking the signal and cutting off the power will make him give up monitoring us?
You must know that there are his satellites in the sky, not just one or two...
I guess there should be a satellite staring at us every day."
Jason Todd slumped directly in his chair.
Although he has long been accustomed to Wayne's paranoia, he has been reluctant to get close to him since he became a red hood...
This feeling is not pleasant at all.
"By the way, Frank, are you interested in making a bet with me?
I bet Wayne has a folder named after you on his computer."
Jason Todd took out a piece of chewing gum and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it while saying.
"Don't bet on something we all know, it's no fun.
So Mr. Wayne, what do you have to say about Frank's plans?"
Deadshot looked at the most obvious camera in the corner with a smile and said.
"I'll be there soon.
Until then I suggest you wait a little.
When it comes to strong willpower, I don’t think I can lose to Frank.
Also, the camera you're looking at, Deadshot, is not my surveillance camera.
My surveillance is right in front of you."
Wayne's voice came from the middle of the table.
Bloodsport looked at the walkie-talkie Frank placed on the table with a shocked expression.
"Has Wayne's technology reached the point where the creation can still be used normally even if it is affected by the devil?"
Bloodsport is a mystery.
"What level of fool are you!?"
Jason Todd stood up suddenly, and then grabbed the cactus...
With a snap, the cactus broke into pieces.
But there's no juice in it...
This thing is basically a technological creation...
"Frank, you knew that from the beginning, didn't you?"
Jason Todd asked with a gloomy expression.
How could Frank, the agent of death, not notice that there was no life force in this cactus?
This thing can just deal with these rough guys.
"I just said that I haven't watered the cactus for almost a month, but there is no change at all on this cactus.
I thought one of you had watered it before."
The Peacemaker looked helpless as he looked at the fragment that shattered in front of him...
"What I'm doing will probably take a few minutes, and then I'll open the portal and go there.
Not only about the walkie-talkie that Frank got, but also about the Buster Building."
Wayne's voice came out from the walkie-talkie on Jason Todd's shoulder again this time...
Jason Todd had no reaction to this at all.
He should be used to it...
Mr. Wayne, who has an almost incomprehensible need for control, would not have surprised Jason Todd.
"I asked, should we move directly?"
Deadshot casually put the walkie-talkie on his shoulder on the table and said.
No one likes the feeling of being monitored every day.
He didn't feel that much when he was working in Gotham City before.
After all, monitoring everything in a city seems to be quite restrained compared to the current level.
It's not that Wayne's technology has been upgraded, but that Wayne himself has been upgraded...
After becoming a Nephalem, his energy was not exhausted.
But not sleeping didn't affect him at all.
As an ordinary person, after his body was no longer a limiting factor for him, Wayne actually did more things than he imagined.
Although he is still the Batman who cannot kill, the situation in Gotham City is much better now.
It's not that all the villains became good or turned into demons and were killed by him.
But most of the villains were frightened by him...
Although the previous Batman was very strong, in the eyes of the villains, he was just like that...
Just a transvestite freak.
Although many super criminals were sent to prison by him.
But it's not normal for these guys to be convinced by Wayne.
Those guys look down on a self-righteous ordinary person from the bottom of their hearts.
But now, after Wayne's strength has changed qualitatively, all this has to be restrained.
Previously, because Wayne's manpower was still insufficient, those guys' criminal empire could still exist.
But now, Wayne can appear in any corner of Gotham City for a short period of time.
It only takes a few minutes to clean up a criminal group...
As a result, Gotham City's ordinary villains have long felt that they can't bear it anymore...
Although Gotham City has a great reputation as a city with simple folk customs, the lethality of villains in this place is still quite average...
At least it's much easier to deal with than the villains in places like Central City...
This is a somewhat weird situation. The more powerful the heroes who protect this city are, the more powerful the villains who come here to cause trouble will be.
Looking at it this way, an area like New York where a lot of heroes are stationed will actually be a little easier to handle.
After all, this is a city where the original enemy of Daredevil meets the Hulk...
Although Daredevil's opponents are considered very scary among ordinary people.
But who knows who the superhero these guys will encounter in New York will be?
It's not impossible to meet Captain Marvel...
Although the security in places where superheroes gather together will be more chaotic, most problems can be solved quickly.
It's not like a place like Central City, where if a guy appears, even the local heroes can't deal with it.
That would basically declare this city to be doomed...
Even in a short period of time, I couldn't find a hero who could stop the enemy a little.
Looking at it this way, Gotham City with only one Batman is quite safe...
At this moment, a portal opened with a buzzing sound.
Wayne walked over wearing his Batsuit.
Then he directly focused his attention on the affected walkie-talkie in front of him.
As a Nephalem, Wayne can perceive more things from this thing.
He was at least certain that this thing was influenced by a powerful demon.