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Chapter 542: Step Back, Ignore (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)

Martin waved his hand to close the sonic boom channel behind him, and stood at the intersection where the Luther Club was located. He saw many policemen and agents monitoring the surroundings.

"There have always been many secret sentries around this club. After you arrived in the Special Zone, there are even more law enforcement agents here."

Gideon had been monitoring the club for a long time. He had not entered the club, but he was always aware of the situation outside the club.

"Luther is in there."

Martin stood at the intersection and didn't even need to calm himself down. He could still feel the thick dark force gathering underground.

"He was unwilling to escape again, so he set a trap and wanted to have a decisive battle with me here."

A major characteristic of the dark side of the Force is the indulgence of one's own emotions, so Martin was able to sense some of Luthor's thoughts from his Force.

"Let's go. We shouldn't keep the owner of this club waiting!"

Martin walked straight to the entrance of the club, and immediately a security guard came forward and tried to stop him.

"Sir, this is a membership club and is not open to the public. Secondly, we are closed today and will not entertain guests. Please go back!"

Martin looked at the two burly men blocking his way and waved his right hand gently: "I am the guest invited by this club today. You have received the notice from above to let me pass."

"I received a notice to let you go."

The security guard stared into Martin's eyes, intending to put pressure on him, but after two seconds of staring at each other, his eyes gradually became confused, his body shook a few times, and he began to repeat Martin's words.

"If anyone else asks, you have to convince them that I came here because I was invited, and it's completely reasonable and there's no need to be vigilant."

Martin stared at the man, using the Force to control his consciousness and implant his own ideas in his mind.

"I will convince others that you are invited and no inspection is required."

The security guard's eyes gradually regained their determination, but Martin's voice kept echoing in his mind, and he had complete faith in his orders.

"Now, take your people and leave!"

Martin waved his hand, and all the security guards in front of the gate made way, as if he didn't exist at all, allowing him to push open the door of the club and walk straight in.

"Hey, who was that person who just entered the club?"

The surrounding Secret Service agents noticed someone entering the club and quickly followed him, wanting to find out his identity.

"Everyone, they are special guests of our club. There is no problem with their identities. You don't need to worry about them."

The security guards, who were controlled by Martin's Force, stopped the law enforcement officers and protected Martin as if he were a frequent guest of the club, refusing to reveal any information.

When the law enforcement agents saw the club security guard in this state, they had to disperse even though they still had doubts in their hearts.

Without a search warrant, they couldn't break into a club that was so famous in the District, and they couldn't afford the cost if something went wrong.

"Who cares? They only told us to monitor the surrounding security, but they didn't tell us to enter the club. Since they insist, let them deal with any problems themselves. It has nothing to do with us."

The agents recorded their conversation with the security guards, distanced themselves from the incident, and then returned to their posts to continue monitoring the surrounding situation.

When Martin pushed the door and walked into the club, he entered combat mode, always paying attention to the situation around him, with his hands ready to draw the two Ni Lin swords on his waist at any time.

But when he walked into the hall, he did not encounter any attacks. Instead, a professional waiter came over and asked with a professional smile: "Sir, you are not a member of our club. How can you come in through the gate?"

"My name is Martin, and I'm here to see Lex Luthor."

Martin did not use the Force on the waiter in front of him, but directly stated his purpose.

"Sir, I think you have misunderstood. There is no Mr. Lex Luthor in the club. Maybe your friend gave the wrong address, or maybe you remembered the wrong place... But no matter what, I would like to ask you to leave here. The club never entertains outsiders."

The waiter made a gesture of invitation, meaning that he hoped Martin would leave.

Martin didn't make any move. He nodded and said, "Maybe there really isn't a person named Lex Luthor here, but I sense the existence of the dark force underground. So, I'm going to search this place. If you want to stop me, do it quickly."

As he said this, he walked past the waiter and entered the basement of the club, like a robber breaking into someone else's house, without any reason.

"Sir, you are breaking and entering, which is illegal. If you don't stop, I'm going to call the police."

"It's up to you. I'm not stopping you. Besides, aren't the secret service agents outside? You can call them in now."

Martin ignored the waiter and didn't care what kind of trap Luther had set in the club.

He walked with his eyes closed, using the Force to sense the structure of the building and look for the entrance to the underground. At the same time, waves of strong malice emanated from underground without any disguise. It was simply Luthor's provocation to Martin.

"stop!"

Martin sensed Luther's malice, and also the entrance to the underground. Just as he was about to do something, he heard the waiter's scolding behind him.

The waiter who had been trying to dissuade Martin suddenly changed his kind expression, took out a sci-fi-looking gun, and started shooting.

Ding!
Martin pulled out the Ni Lin sword from his waist with his left hand, turned his wrist, and bounced the flying rays onto the wall next to the street, instantly melting a big hole.

Then, he thrust forward with his left sword, cutting the gun in the waiter's hand in half, detonating the gas stored inside and causing a not-so-small explosion.

The waiter lost three fingers on his gun-holding hand, but he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, staring at Martin without even crying out in pain.

"Do you have any other tricks?"

Martin looked at the waiter whose finger was blown off and said coldly, "There seem to be quite a few people hiding upstairs, including you, they should all be Luther's men. If you are ready to call them out, I can stay for a while and kill all of you lackeys."

"Don't be so arrogant! This is Washington, we are not made of clay."

The waiter didn't know what to say. The order he got from Luther was to delay Martin as much as possible, if possible without losing anyone.

He thought this was a simple task, but he found that Martin was really hard to understand. He seemed to have new ideas all the time, which made him unpredictable.

"I'm not arrogant, but confident."

Martin shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "If you think you can beat me, you can give it a try. Although there are agents chasing me everywhere outside, and there is also a Luther downstairs. But do you believe it? I can still kill all the guys in this room who have bad intentions towards me within three minutes."

The waiter didn't believe it at first, but the pain in his palm stimulated him and reminded him of some news he had read not long ago, and his body trembled.

"I believe!"

He lowered his head and spoke in a much lower voice. Facing Martin, he no longer had that arrogant attitude and showed a humble look like a servant.

Martin looked at him like this, shook his head regretfully, and said, "You should hold on a little longer, so that I can kill you, Luther's lackeys!"

"Be thankful that I won't attack unarmed people, otherwise your lives would be left in this club forever."

After he finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the waiter's reaction or the various secret service agents who were attracted by the previous ray.

He switched the Ni Lin sword to his right hand and drew a cross on the wall in front of him, revealing a thick steel plate. A very cold wind blew out from the gap of the cross, proving that the passage hidden behind the steel plate went deep into the ground.

Squeak!

Martin stretched out his left hand and grabbed back. The cross cut made by the Ni Lin sword flipped outward, expanding into a hole large enough for an adult to enter and exit.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better stay on the ground and don't follow me!"

Martin glanced at the agents who were rushing up, left this sentence, and then jumped out of the elevator shaft.

"What does he mean?" The detectives did not expect that the person they had sent so many forces to capture would swagger into the club without them noticing.

What was even more unexpected was that the target actually took the initiative and directly ordered them to do things.

"What he meant was that someone down there had prepared a trap to deal with him. An ordinary person who went in would die. If we want to survive, staying on the ground is the best option."

"This guy is really looking down on us! We are the best agents in the United States. Are we not as good as a criminal?"

"Do you have super powers?"

"no!"

"Then why are you getting involved in these superhuman affairs? Have you had enough of living? Do you want to die so that your wife can remarry and your children can call someone else dad?"

The experienced old detectives have sensed that something is amiss. They are obviously involved in a conspiracy, and the conspiracy involves very high levels.

They didn't want to die, nor did they want to be cannon fodder for others, so before new orders arrived, they all stayed on the ground in the name of "investigating the scene", and no one followed Martin to jump into the elevator shaft.

……

Martin jumped down the elevator shaft, but did not fall freely. Instead, he attached the Force to his hands and feet, stuck to the wall of the elevator shaft, and looked down, trying to see what kind of traps had been set for him.

But when he looked down, he saw only darkness, as if a giant beast had opened its mouth, wanting to swallow him.

"Gideon, can you detect what's going on down in the elevator shaft?"

Martin was very interested in what kind of trap Luther would set for himself.

"I'm sorry sir, the signal below the club is completely isolated, and I can't hack into the system below through other hardware."

Gideon first apologized to Martin, and then gave a solution: "You can release a small detector. I have pre-edited a program that can pass the following situation back through other means."

"There's no need to go to such trouble."

Martin rejected Gideon's plan and said to him: "Although I am not afraid of confronting those law enforcement officers outside, the prerequisite is to solve the hidden danger of Luther first."

"You should keep an eye on the developments outside and see how this special zone city will react to Luther tonight."

After receiving Martin's order, Gideon began to quietly enter Washington's monitoring system. He did not forcibly seize control of these systems, but only left a probe and copied various data from these systems.

Martin didn't look at what was below. He loosened his hands and feet and fell straight down the elevator shaft.

In a few seconds, he was about to touch the ground. At this moment, he stretched out his hands downward, and the Force spread out. All the matter around him fell into Force stagnation, except Martin himself.

He drew out the two Ni Lin swords, and the particles flowing on the swords emitted light and pierced directly into the wall.

As the sword passed by, the stagnant dust and particles were disturbed, and then stopped at the moved position without any other reaction.

"Laser laser net!"

Martin swung the Ni Lin sword in his left hand down. As the sword fell, the particles around the sword body underwent several different changes. It seemed that something was installed on the sword body, disturbing the surrounding particles.

Laser is just a general term for some kind of high-energy. He has no idea what the laser that Luther installed at the entrance of the elevator is.

But he was sure that the laser that could penetrate the high-energy particles around the blade of the Ni Lin Sword must be very powerful.

"Luther, Luther, this is really nothing new!"

Martin turned his left hand over with his palm facing upwards, and grabbed everything underground with the Force, rolling them into a ball, including the unknown dust and the thing that shot lasers.

When the black dust was caught by the Force, Martin directly flew out from the exit on the ground.

There was some kind of pressure device under the dust, and there might be some deep pit installed in the ground, maybe some bombs.

Martin did not try to find out the secret. Instead, he pulled out the sword that had pierced the wall, turned around in mid-air, rotated his body at the elevator entrance, and directly pierced through the steel door that was several inches thick, breaking into Luther's underground base.

bang bang bang...

As soon as Martin's feet stepped on solid ground, countless rays came towards him from all directions.

He did not dodge. Instead, he swung the Ni Lin sword in his right hand to bounce the rays away. With his left hand, he used the Force to grab the Ni Lin sword that had fallen to the ground in the elevator shaft and put them together to form a double-headed sword.

He rotated the double-headed sword like an electric fan, blocking all the oncoming rays and rebounding some of them back, directly piercing the shooter's head.

"Bury your heads behind the bunkers. This is the only way to ensure that your heads will not be shot through."

Martin heard someone ordering the shooters, and then he felt that the density of the light beams in front of him had greatly decreased, and he could see the situation in front of him clearly with his eyes.

It was a long corridor, which had been temporarily modified around to become a fully armored defense position. At least a dozen people were stationed in the bunkers of the corridor, holding modified energy weapons and splashing water forward.

These energy weapons, developed from Apocalypse technology, have extraordinary firing rates and power, enough to keep those firing from hiding behind cover and splashing water without having to stick their heads out.

"This energy weapon is really good. If it can be mass-produced and equipped to the military, the world situation will change significantly."

Martin made a sharp assessment of the weapons in the hands of the enemy in his mind, then inserted the Ni Lin sword into the ground and continued to push out with force with both hands.

Boom!

The powerful Force burst out from Martin's palm and instantly turned into a violent storm, destroying everything in front of it.

The bunker protecting the shooter, the shooter himself, and even the steel plates temporarily installed on the walls of the corridor were all swept up by the storm, like falling leaves, and were blown backwards by the force storm.

The people in the corridor were just appetizers. Martin felt that there was an open area at the end of the corridor, and there were more people waiting for him behind.

However, what these people waited for was only a powerful and invisible force storm. By the time they realized this, they had already flown into the air. After rolling seven or eight times, they were thrown out of the storm and hit something. They were either dead or half-dead.

After doing all this, Martin drew out the two Ni Lin swords at his side, strode into the corridor, and paid close attention to the situation around him.

He thought that an attacker would emerge from the walls of the corridor and trap him in the middle.

But when he walked to the middle of the corridor, nothing happened. Only the decorations of unknown style were still flying around in the storm, making annoying rattling sounds.

"This is a textbook Force push!"

Martin heard Luther's voice coming from the surroundings, stopped, listened attentively to the situation around him, and directly dug out a speaker and power wires from the wall.

And these wires are connected to more speakers, covering all the walls.

He threw the speaker to the ground, not caring that Luther could hear him, and said directly: "You are getting more and more timid now. Don't you even have the courage to stand up and face me?"

"You are an amazing man, Mr. Martin!"

Luther's voice continued to sound through the speakers. He said, "When I remembered everything, so many complicated memories came flooding back, and I almost forgot my identity. But soon, I found a weapon that could stabilize me - hatred."

"My hatred for the Justice League for taking my life away fueled my rebirth and my new powers. From that moment on, I decided to take revenge on you, take everything from you, and give you a taste of what I've been through."

"Blah blah... What else can you dark force users do besides moaning?"

Martin was dismissive of Luther's remarks. This bastard was still able to create so many biological weapons on the way to escape and killed so many people. He didn't deserve any sympathy at all.

"If you were still a man, stand before me right now and show yourself to me."

PS: Continue with 10,000 words tomorrow!

(End of this chapter)