Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 485 I'm Not a Villain (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)
"I know that those conceited young people are simply unreliable!"

"He brags about being extremely smart, but his head has become bald, but I can't see any smartness at all."

"If we expose ourselves by cleaning up that idiot's ass, I will make sure that bald guy pays."

The people in this team were very active. They moved the empty rollers onto the truck one by one, while constantly complaining about the operation.

"I have dismantled all the alarm devices around here. The devices these people are using are a bit old, so it doesn't take much effort to deal with them."

Martin looked at the machines that Barry had just disassembled. There were not many chips in them. They all used things similar to vacuum tubes, but they were much smaller.

"These instruments should be special technologies developed by a secret organization. If you keep them, they will help us find out the identities of those people!"

"Don't worry, I'll have the evidence sent back to the lab right now."

Barry hung the instrument in his hand on the drone, and Gideon controlled the drone to fly back.

"Well, what do you see from these people?"

Barry lay beside Martin, looking at the convoy that was cleaning up the battlefield.

In order not to alert the enemy, he used his top speed to search the convoy.

"Very ordinary. Although the members of this team have all been trained and each one is no worse than the elite in the army, they are too ordinary and don't seem like a new-age organization."

Martin's evaluation of the team is based on his own observations.

Exaggeration is one of the characteristics of all organizations since the new century.

For example, the Justice League tried their best to find a way to resist the invasion of Apokolips, so it seemed exaggerated.

In order to maintain confidence in the national community, the government often takes actions to stimulate public recognition of the community.

There are also some people who, for the benefit of themselves or their factions, deliberately exaggerate a small matter in order to trigger extreme emotions among people.

In short, after entering the new century, various organizations have become more exaggerated in order to mobilize ideology and gain more support.

Most of the organizations that perform mediocrely or have to perform mediocrely have been eliminated by the times and find it difficult to operate on public platforms, so they say things that only belong to the past era.

"It makes sense if this team is part of a past organization. The Justice League database is based on Bruce's research over the years, and the earliest goes back to the 80s."

The year 1980 was a long time ago for most people, but for the Justice League, it symbolized their shallowness and inability to obtain more information.

"Catch them now! Be careful. Although the traps outside have been removed, these people may still be carrying dangerous items."

Martin didn't intend to take action, but let Barry show his proficiency in controlling the speed force.

"Don't worry, just wait and see!"

Barry made an OK gesture, and with a whoosh, he turned into yellow lightning and shuttled through the night.

Not to mention ordinary people, even superhumans would find it difficult to catch up with the extremely fast Flash.

Every time yellow lightning appeared, people in a car were knocked unconscious, tied up, and thrown into the car.

"Something is wrong. Fewer and fewer people are responding to us. We are being attacked."

The man in sportswear was the first to react. He called out on the private channel, but there were only a few people left to respond to him.

After he said the word "be careful", everyone in the other cars except his stopped moving.

"Damn Luther, that idiot not only screwed up his own business, but he also didn't even inform us."

The wild one-eyed woman looked at the silent night with her heart in her throat. She stretched out her sharp steel claws like a tiger with its fangs bared, paying vigilant attention to everything around her.

"Wife, follow me closely. We can't get stuck in this place."

The man glanced at the woman beside him, tied the belt tightly around his body, then opened the door and jumped out of the truck.

Let the two of them continue to hide in the truck, but it would be like a trapped beast fighting hard and waiting to die.

It’s obvious that this couple is full of fighting spirit. How could they be willing to wait for death?
Swish!
They were walking side by side when they suddenly heard a peculiar sound. They quickly turned their heads to look in the direction where the sound came from, but found nothing.

"That speedster from Central City must have targeted us!"

The woman reacted first. She patted her husband's arm without saying anything, but the couple immediately understood each other's thoughts.

They took out a briefcase-sized iron block from their backpacks, threw it on the ground, and began to transform the portable motorcycle. They didn't intend to care about their men anymore and just ran away.

Barry was at top speed and could see the couple's expressions and movements. Although they had released the motorcycle, they had no intention of riding it. Instead, they held something tightly in their hands.

Although I don’t know what they are holding in their hands, it is enough to know that these two people have prepared a trap.

He rushed out directly, and instead of dealing with the couple first, he went to dismantle the motorcycle in front of them.

The two motorcycles were quickly disassembled into parts in Barry's hands. Because he was moving so fast, the next part was disassembled before the previous part hit the ground.

In the eyes of others, these parts seem to be suspended in the air, as if they are still.

Bang!
When Barry disassembled the core of the two motorcycles, the traps set inside suddenly exploded.

As soon as the white powder came into contact with the air, it began to absorb the surrounding heat. In the blink of an eye, the temperature dropped to around zero degrees, turning into pieces of solid ice, turning the surroundings into a world of ice and snow.

The speed at which these things spread did not exceed Barry's reaction speed, but these powders instantly absorbed the surrounding heat and indirectly affected Barry.

Although Barry has the protection of the speed force, he still needs to accelerate if he wants to reach the maximum speed state.

It’s just that the process of his speeding up is very fast. Normally, it only takes one tenth of a second to enter the computing state. To ordinary people, the Flash suddenly becomes a very fast person.

The powder sprayed out from the motorcycles absorbed the surrounding heat, greatly delaying the time it took for the Flash to enter the top speed state.

To the Flash's surprise, the time it took him to enter the super-speed state increased from one tenth of a second to two seconds.

This gave the couple an opportunity. Although they were not superhumans with superpowers, they had sufficient experience in dealing with superhumans.

When the Flash slowed down, the woman threw several grenades, emitting bright light and harsh sound waves, further delaying the time for the Flash to reach super speed.

Although the man looked like a big guy with a head full of muscles, he did not rush forward foolishly. Instead, he took out a set of instruments from somewhere and inserted them directly into the ground, forming a special energy field to further suppress the Flash's speed.

"Young man, we don't know how many times we have dealt with speedsters like you. When you had the chance, you should not have shown mercy but killed us directly."

The man sneered and taunted, while throwing a poison gas bomb into the energy field.

The energy field keeps changing frequency, forcing the Flash to change the vibration frequency of his body in order to protect his body from direct damage.

He had to stay where he was because of the frequent changes in the frequency of his body vibrations. He was unable to reach a high speed state and use the speed to leave.

He was even forced to absorb a lot of poison gas, which made him dizzy and suppressed even more.

"Let's go, this speedster is not acting alone." The couple did not do anything more to the Flash, although they wanted to do so, but considering the possible arrival of enemies, they decided to escape first.

They pressed a remote control and two motorcycles automatically ran out from the truck and stopped in front of them.

"Don't think about it!"

The Flash watched as the couple was about to flee, not caring about the usual restrictions.

He shouted to cheer himself up, and his speed force turned into yellow electric current that shot out from every pore of his body, instantly piercing through the air and spreading outward along all matter.

The trap that the couple set for Martin was instantly torn apart by the electric current, and the ice was also covered by the electric current and melted into water.

"Come back!"

The Flash flashed behind the couple, grabbed the tail of the motorcycle, and used his arms to throw it away.

The electric current of the Speed Force passed through the motorcycle, destroying all the parts and directly scrapping the vehicle that still had some intelligence.

The couple's hair stood up all over their bodies from the electric shock. They fell to the ground, shaking and trying hard to stand up, but they could not resist the body's self-preservation instinct.

The Flash showed no mercy just now and the electric current he released was very strong. Fortunately, the couple had good physical fitness, otherwise they would not be lying on the ground struggling now.

"Be honest with me!"

The Flash tied up the couple tightly without relaxing a single bit of his body, and the yellow lightning flowing on his body slowly stopped.

"Now you know why I asked you to come with me to catch these people!"

Martin slowly walked out from the darkness and said to Barry who had calmed down, "These people are not members of the Rogue Gang. They have no bottom line for their own interests. If you were not prepared, the result today would be different."

Barry let out a long breath and nodded seriously to Martin.

Members of the Scoundrel Gang don't kill, so even though it's dangerous for Barry in Central City, he's just playing a game with rules.

But people like Luthor never care about the rules, and the New Gods of Apocalypse regard the entire world as their personal property.

Martin deliberately did not help just now, just to let Barry feel this kind of crisis.

It seems that the effect is good.

Barry figured out some things, but he didn't go to extremes.

He sighed, "Why can't these people let others off the hook, and let themselves off the hook as well? Don't they have enough?"

"It's a long story to explain this. Let's talk about it some other time when we have free time."

Martin instructed Barry, "Go search those trucks and take out anything useful. Find out where these two friends came from."

Barry nodded, turned into lightning and ran into the van, starting to search the stuff.

Martin maintained the sports car form and slowly drove up to the couple who were tied up like dumplings.

"You, you, you can't take it from me"

The electric current in the couple had not yet disappeared, but they still forced themselves to speak to Martin to make his attitude clear.

"Well, I know that you, the organizations of the past, always have your own pride. Even if you are tortured, you will not take the initiative to reveal the secrets."

Martin wasn't surprised by their reaction.

Anyone who still stays in an outdated organization must be a core member of the organization and have inseparable interests with the organization.

If they were ordinary people, they would use various means to physically defeat the will of these people.

But for members of a superhuman organization, all kinds of mental and physical punishments have lost their meaning. Even ordinary members have physical fitness and mental willpower far beyond that of ordinary people.

Of course, Martin disdains such low-level means.

If he really wanted to get information out of someone, he had many ways to do it, and torture was the most shameful of them.

"However, I believe that each of you must have had your glorious moments. Even if we can't find out your identities now, someone will always know."

After saying that, Martin just stared at the couple, as if there were no games to play in the countryside and they were just wasting time.

As the winner with the upper hand, Martin has the privilege of wasting a little time.

But the couple, who had become prisoners, felt the pressure doubling with every passing second, and couldn't help but wonder how the robot in front of them would deal with them.

"That's all the personal belongings in the car!"

Barry rushed out in a flash, with only a few personal belongings in his hands: "These things were searched from the cars of these two people. The other cars and people are clean."

"After all, he is the leader, so it's not a big deal if he carries a few more personal belongings than others."

In theory, such a shameful operation should not involve carrying any items that could expose private information.

But as the leader, it is a bit special, which is normal. Who would care about such things?

"Do you have a photo?"

When Martin asked, Barry pulled out a souvenir photo of a high school-age girl who appeared to be a member of the cheerleading team and was full of energy.

"Isn't this the clue?"

Martin smiled and said, "These two are from the underworld and know how to conceal their identities. But this girl, doesn't she need to go to school, make friends, or spend money in society?"

"As long as there are photos, we can always find out."

"I'll investigate now and give you news tomorrow."

In order to clear his father's name, Barry learned a lot of case-handling skills. The moment he saw the photo, he realized that the girl in the photo was the daughter of the couple.

If they were not related by blood, how could this couple risk exposing their identities by carrying the photos with them?

The originally determined couple immediately became anxious and began to struggle violently.

"Stop!"

Martin asked Barry to knock the two men out without wasting any more time talking to them.

"Do they think we are villains like them? They actually think they would lay hands on a high school girl?"

Martin waved his hand and asked Gideon to call someone to take everything here back.

(End of this chapter)