If you don’t get the list of Destruction Day’s abilities, the list of Superman’s abilities is the only and most likely to be “out of print”.

Even for this, Luke must defend the earth.

I just don’t know how powerful that Steppenwolf is. If it is still at the level of Destruction Day, it will be a bit troublesome.

Steppenwolf is not a Kryptonian creature. If you don’t have the weakness of Kryptonite weapons, it will be troublesome if you want to beat him to death.

Thinking about this, the three of them took Mr. Wei's private plane to the central city.

Compared with Gotham City, the central city is a little better - at least not as "excellent" in terms of outstanding people and powerful places, and the quantity and quality of super bad guys that appear every year are not as unique as Gotham.

But that's all.

The manufacturing industry has outflowed, the unemployment rate is high, and special service industries and traffickers have become more means of living at the bottom, which is almost a common feature of American big cities in recent years.

Except for those blocks where middle and high-end communities gather, abandoned factory and warehouses can be seen everywhere in the rest of the city.

No one cares about them because they are unemployed like those at the bottom and will continue to be unemployed.

In an abandoned warehouse near the railway location in the suburbs, Diana sat on a small high stool with her long legs tickling the ground: "Are you sure that the young man wouldn't be angry when we run to someone else's house like this?"

Mr. Wei relaxed his body on the back of the boss's chair with a sunken arc: "Angry and being moved are two different things."

Luke found a row of black monitors a little further away and sat down with an e-sports chair: "Bruce is right, it's like finding a beautiful girl to call her friends. The most polite way is safest, but it's also the easiest to be ignored by the other party as a passerby. It is necessary to appropriately increase the impression of the first meeting."

Diana laughed and looked at the two "Bruces" left and right: "It seems that you have a common language?"

Luke chuckled: "Don't, Mr. Wayne often makes headlines in Gotham's gossip tabloids. I'm just good at discovering the rules."

Mr. Wei:...How many times have these two bastards mixed doubles along the way?

Fortunately, his watch issued a reminder: "OK, he is back."

With this, the warehouse returned to silence.

In less than a minute, a clattering sound came from the lock of the door chain, followed by a slight creaking sound when the door opened, and finally a crackling circuit connection.

The lights in the warehouse light up, and the rest of the monitors and appliances began to work.

A thin and short figure was carrying a backpack, and walked around the hall separated by the doorway baffle. He stood at the entrance of the "Lobby" and saw two men and one woman sitting at their "home".

"Barry Allen." Mr. Wei still fucked the low magnetic voice: "I am Bruce Wayne."

Barry stared at him sideways, raised his fingers and pointed it around his waist: "Do you think you can break into my house by saying hello, and sit on my second favorite chair without turning on the light?"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help looking at Diana who looked at him with interest: "Your hand is the third one I like."

Let’s look at the only one who didn’t look at him, but looked at the singing and dancing on the monitor: “That’s my first favorite.”

Luke turned his head and smiled when he heard this: "Do you like the Korean girl group the most? This is the crown that has been popular for 12 years, and it has been messed up now."

Barry was stunned: "Do you know them?"

Luke turned his head and glanced at the screen again: "Is the screen full of long legs good for protecting eyesight?"

Everyone:...

Mr. Wei felt that the rhythm was a bit off, so he could only cough lightly, walked to the bay and took out a printed surveillance screenshot: "Those are trivial matters, you may be able to explain this."

Barry looked at the suit, coat, leather shoes, diamond tie clips that looked very expensive, and felt the strong atmosphere of the dominant class.

He couldn't help but take the screenshot and took a look: "This...man looks a bit, well, he looks more like me, but definitely not me. I guess, he shouldn't have stolen your stuff..."

Mr. Wei showed a faint smile on his face, and turned around and walked to a plastic model next to him: "I know you have super powers, but I'm not sure which one it is."

Barry: "I have a lot of abilities, viola, web design, sign language, gorilla sign language..."

Mr. Wei looked at the red uniform of the plastic model with an expert expression: "This material is made of siliceous quartz fiber, which is resistant to wear and high temperature?"

Barry: "Well, I love figure skating..."

Mr. Wei: "It is generally used on spacecraft and is used for flame retardant when returning to the atmosphere."

Barry: "I...have I...are I strong when skating?"

Luke and Diana didn't say anything, and watched Mr. Wei pressing step by step with a smile, Barry was talking nonsense.

Mr. Wei suddenly realized: "Oh, is that true?"

Barry nodded repeatedly: "Yes, no matter who you are looking for, that's definitely not, I promise..."

Mr. Wei turned around and walked a few steps, his hand reached into his chest, and he turned around and shook his hand.

A black and gray shadow flew out of his hand and headed straight for Barry's shoulder.

The next moment, even Diana felt that her eyes were blurred. Barry, who was chattering, didn't say anything anymore, just lowered his head to stare at the bat dart pinching between his fingers.

Mr. Wei calmly withdrew his hand and returned to his handsome and elegant appearance as a rich young man.

Barry looked up: "You are... Batman?"

Mr. Wei: "It seems that you are moving very fast."

Barry laughed proudly: "Your words are a little too general."

Mr. Wei was also laughing: "I am forming a team and need capable people, because a powerful enemy is coming..."

Barry suddenly realized and raised his hand to interrupt him: "Stop, needless to say, I'll join."

Mr. Wei:...

Luke:...

Diana: It is not easy to join the promise? It is up to me to fight for it? Sure enough, men are all big pigs!

She couldn't help but get up from Barry's third favorite bartender: "Really?"

"I need the same kind." Barry looked a little uncomfortable: "You know, it's too difficult for ordinary people to get along with, and I don't have that patience, and I can't understand their rhythm."

Diana nodded in agreement with resentment.

As a demigod, she lacks nothing, which makes her incompatible with most people.

Finally, I found a job as an art museum consultant and got along with the most logical and reasonable group in the world, so I became a little more comfortable.

Barry seemed to hold it in for too long, and he complained that he couldn't control himself: "For example, for example...what is that brunch? I'm queuing for an hour, and the time I eat it in my mouth is obviously lunch..."

"hia~hia~hia~" Luke laughed uncontrollably.

The other three looked at this guy who had always been calm in surprise.

Luke suddenly felt a little fond of Barry.

This is obviously a genius with different thinking from ordinary people, so he feels out of place with other ordinary people.

Similar situations are like the eldest young master explaining research ideas to ordinary scientific researchers - the eldest young master: What is the idea? Just turn your mind around like this, why don’t you understand?

The others nodded sincerely: Yes, yes, we really don't understand.
Chapter completed!