Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 106: Even third-rate horror movies are better than you (Please subscribe, recommend monthly tickets, invest in collections)
"stop!"

Martin held down Barry's hand as he was about to take off his clothes and asked speechlessly, "What are you doing?"

"Change into uniforms, of course!"

Barry looked at Martin strangely, then realized that he didn't care about exposing his identity at all.

"You asked me to ensure that my secret identity would not be discovered."

Martin rolled his eyes: "Then don't change it in front of me!"

At the top speed, although others could not see Barry's actions, Martin could see them clearly.

"I'm a straight man and I have no interest in other men's bodies."

Barry said belatedly, "Then wait until I change into my uniform, and then we can set off."

"What a waste of time."

Martin waved his hand, grabbed Barry's wrist, and shook him together: "Look, I'll teach you another trick!"

Under the vibration of a special frequency, the red Flash suit fell on Barry like water, covering the clothes he bought from a roadside stall.

"Can you still do this?"

Barry touched his battle suit, his eyes shining, and the word "unbelievable" written all over his face.

Then he realized, "Wouldn't my original clothes be ruined? Although this outfit is cheap, I'm not a rich man."

Although Barry was adopted by Joe West after his mother's mysterious death, he never had to worry about money while growing up as the sheriff's son.

But after he became an adult, he moved out of the West family alone despite Joe and Iris's dissuasion, and lived on the salary from criminal investigation, and his life was very difficult.

"After the fight, you can shake out the battle suit. As long as you control the strength well, your clothes will be intact, and you won't have to wash them anymore."

Martin said, and demonstrated it himself, reaching out and pulling the red suit off Barry, while his original clothes were still intact.

"This is too unscientific!"

Barry was so shocked at this scene that he was speechless.

"But this is the Speed Force!"

"This technique requires a high level of proficiency, but it will be fine after practicing a few times."

Martin never thought science was a panacea
In a world where material is absolutely primary, there is nothing wrong with trying to find a general law to guide life and production.

But the world today is obviously not like this, so there is no need to cling to the word science.

Martin broached the subject and turned Barry's attention to the criminal they were about to face.

"This next criminal is the test I'm giving you today!"

"Exam? What exam?"

Barry scratched his head but didn't react.

Martin punched Barry on the head and said angrily, "I've been talking to you all morning, but if you don't put it to the test in practice, how do you know that I didn't waste my time?"

"Don't worry, I will never let you down."

Barry held up four fingers of his right hand, almost swearing.

Martin didn't buy it: "If you really want me to be assured, then behave better and don't do those fake things."

Barry nodded vigorously, spread his legs and started running.

The advantage of the speedster is fully demonstrated at this moment.

Martin and Barry talked so much, but to other humans on Earth, only one second had passed.

……

In the large square in front of the central city's town hall, sound waves spread outward like green waves, quickly covering the entire square and even the entire town hall.

Everyone who heard the silent sound waves stood still, as if a stop button had been pressed.

Then, these people affected by the sound waves began to perform a farce in the square with stiff steps, just like props in a puppet show.

A man was jumping around in the crowd. He was wearing a black jumpsuit, green boots, and a green cape. Half of his face was covered by the drooping brim of his hat. This man, who looked like a modern wizard, was holding a flute in his hand, controlling the sound waves of the entire city hall, which were blown out from his mouth.

"Good good!"

Soon there was only one sound around the entire town hall, and everyone who heard it became an actor in this unfunny farce.

"The mystery of sound waves fascinates me at all times."

There was an intoxicated light in the flute player's green eyes.

Such a light flashed by and he was pulled out of his own world by the yellow lightning. Listening to the noisy sounds again, he instantly became angry.

"Get out of here, Flash, or I'll make all these people kill themselves here!"

The flute player looked at the lightning flashing around him with disgust.

The whole Central City knows that, like Metropolis, it has its own superhero. He runs as fast as lightning. As long as you are in danger, he will appear by your side and lead you out of trouble.

Just like Metropolis, only ordinary people who are in crisis all the time will think that The Flash is good.

Those who have a little money find the Flash an eyesore.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest!
Those incompetent people deserve the accidents they encounter. Why do you need to put onions in your pig nose and pretend to be something important?

If our beautiful and powerful order is disrupted because of you, will you be responsible?
The flute player is a rich man who has been deaf since childhood. Because he has a scientist father, he was able to implant various artificial implants in himself and barely restored some of his hearing.

Since then, the flute player has been obsessed with pursuing the mystery of sound waves.

The night the particle accelerator exploded, he turned a disaster into a blessing. Not only did his hearing recover, but he also gained the ability to control sound waves.

“The reason why there are so many messed up things in this world is because people accept too many useless voices.”

The flute player shouted loudly, and the green sound waves began to fluctuate with his emotions. Those who were controlled also became angry and began to catch the lightning around them.

Barry remembered the rules Martin taught him.

Never engage in useless communication with criminals before defeating them.

Be the first to observe the surrounding environment and find or dismantle the enemy's traps in advance.

Determine the other party's identity and capabilities, and identify those who need to be protected on the scene...

Barry completed each step carefully and accurately, and the final question he faced was a choice: whether to defeat the enemy first or to evacuate the innocent people first.

As soon as the question flashed through his mind, Barry made a decision.

He grabbed the controlled passers-by and wanted to take them away from this dangerous place.

But as soon as Barry's hand touched the passers-by, a wave of sound burst out from these people and rushed directly into Barry's ears.

Boom!

The huge noise was like hundreds of bombs exploding in his mind. Barry was stunned and was blown away, falling heavily to the ground.

The flute player blew waves of sound directly at the Flash, trying to shatter him in the sound waves.

Pain attacked from all over the body.

Barry recalled Martin's teachings, and his body began to vibrate instinctively, avoiding being torn into pieces, but he could not escape the suppression of the sound waves.

"Lose yourself in my voice and become a part of my amazing drama, Flash!"

The flute player laughed, excited by the imagined joy.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in his ears:

"Don't disgust me. Your drama is terrible. Even third-rate horror movies are better than what you put on."

hum!
A sharp sound suddenly burst out, piercing the flute player's self-proclaimed perfect voice.

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