Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 546 The next meeting will not be on the battlefield (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)
"Secret, secret!"

Martian Manhunter looked at Luther's miserable appearance and sighed twice in succession: "He has never done anything good in his life, and now he has fallen to this point. What else is he trying to keep? What is the purpose of keeping this secret from the public?"

"Jealousy and hatred. People like Luther are not really human in a sense."

Martin looked at Luther's current state, without sympathy or sighing, and just calmly said to the Martian Hunter: "When I rushed into the underground club, I encountered a looping space set up by magic, but I just fought with Luther and completely destroyed the entire club, but I didn't see the witch who cast the spell."

"The secret that Luther wanted to hide must be hidden in that witch. After all, he has fallen into such a state, and there are not many people around him that he can trust. Apart from that witch, no one else would risk offending both us and Savage and continue to carry out his plan after Luther's death."

"I will arrange for someone to hunt down the witch now."

Luthor has caused so much trouble for the Justice League that it's natural for the League to make a judgement on him, and it turns out that this guy is quite dangerous.

Martian Manhunter knew that the secrets that Luthor tried so hard to hide were definitely not trivial matters. Even if he died, these things could still cause a bloody storm.

The first thing he thought of was to capture the escaped witch immediately to avoid what might happen in the future.

"Since Luther dared to push himself in front of me as bait to buy time for the witch to escape, it proves that he is very confident in this plan and must have made various plans to confuse us."

Martin heard noisy sounds coming from all around him. They were the sounds made by the various intelligence agencies who wanted to come in and the ordinary citizen who was attracted to him.

He said to the Martian Manhunter: "You can send people to hunt down the bull witch but don't put too much energy into this matter. Our primary target now is Savage."

"Luthor has no loyalty to Savage. He has been secretly recording the power in Savage's hands. He had planned to replace him a long time ago, but unfortunately he met you."

Martian Manhunter gave Martin a thumbs up, and then said, "With Diana here, none of Savage's men can escape. What I'm more worried about is that Savage has always been on guard against Luthor, and this information may have been leaked by Savage on purpose."

"No matter how much he guards against Luther, he will have to show some of his true strength. As long as we catch that bit of true strength, we can pull this old fox out of his lair."

Martin interrupted Martian Manhunter's worry.

"I see."

Martian Manhunter nodded heavily and was about to leave, but when he saw Luther's body, he asked Martin, "What are you going to do here?"

"do nothing!"

Martin summoned the two swords, one pierced Luther's heart and the other chopped off Luther's head.

Then the high-energy particles surging around the sword released a huge amount of heat, igniting the oxygen in the air, turning Luther's body into a torch.

"This operation is more of a demonstration than just capturing Luther. I really don't want to have any contact with the people here."

Martin was fed up with these people's inconsistency and jumping back and forth.

"You go!"

He took out the mother box and shook it gently, directly opening the sonic boom channel leading to the new city.

"Whatever you want to do, take it easy. These people are not only greedy for money, but also very concerned about their reputation. Since you don't want to have any contact with them anymore, the best way is to leave without saying a word."

Martian Manhunter is no stranger to the workings of the U.S. government. He has also served as Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff and is well aware of the workings of these departments in Washington, DC.

Since Martin has made up his mind to deal with Savage, he thinks that he should not contact the surrounding intelligence agencies now.

These people have no bottom line. They can do anything bad for the benefit of their small group.

"Don't worry, I'm just giving them a small reminder. I will never do anything excessive to stimulate the fragile hearts of these incompetent people."

Martin's answer did not reassure the Martian Hunter. He seemed to have seen the direct conflict between Martin and the intelligence department, but in the end he said nothing.

Martin is his superior, not his subordinate. He can give advice but cannot tell him what to do.

What's more, it is still unclear who will suffer the loss if a conflict occurs between the two parties!

Martian Manhunter walked into the sonic boom tunnel, busy passing the information he obtained from Luther's mind to the entire alliance and arranging the work to deal with Savage.

Martin stayed where he was, watching Luther's body burn to ashes, which were blown away by the wind until nothing was left.

He is not a person who would grind his enemies to ashes, but the corpses of dark side force users can also gather a large amount of dark side force.

He was not sure whether there would be other Force-sensitive people in this world in the future, but leaving Luther's body intact would definitely lead to other uncontrollable things.

Instead of making up for it later, it is better to destroy the body now.

"Put your hands up!"

"Stand still."

"If you dare to make any move, I will blow your head off immediately."

While Martin was waiting for Luther's body to turn into ashes, the special agents who had been completely reduced to supporting roles or even extras in this turmoil finally reacted, surrounded Martin, and pointed all kinds of weapons at him.

These people still didn't know Martin's identity, but they watched the whole process of Martin killing Luther just now. They knew that this mysterious man was a special superhuman who should not be underestimated, so they took out the highest-standard weapons.

Whether it was the people who had just participated in the riot or the support who had just arrived, they were all very nervous.

Their eyes were fixed on the target standing in the deep pit, watching for any changes in his movements.

The muscles of these people were tense all over their bodies, and sweat kept oozing out of the pores in several parts of their bodies, soaking their entire bodies.

Their fingers were pressed tightly against the trigger, only 1 mm away from the firing trigger.

Although Martin stood there without any movement, he ignored the shouts of the people around him and did not respond to them.

"Tell me your name, identity and origin."

"Put down your weapons, raise your hands, and accept arrest!"

Those who were commanding the operation were still hiding behind and shouting with loudspeakers. No one dared to come forward and confront Martin in person to arrest him.

Martin heard the second shout from these people and confirmed that Luther's body had turned into ashes and was blown away by the wind, then he turned around and faced those who had targeted him.

"Do not move!"

The soldiers who surrounded Martin with weapons wanted to empty the ammunition of their squad when they saw him turn around, but they were stopped by a shout from the person in charge of the operation.

The commander of the operation did not want to solve the problem peacefully, but he had seen Martin's strength and knew that the soldiers around him could not hurt this superhuman even if they had newly made weapons in their hands. So he stopped his men's somewhat reckless actions.

If this operation had a chance of success or the commanders themselves were not present at the scene, they might have turned a blind eye and allowed their men to empty their ammunition and kill the target directly.

Although these on-site commanders were unaware of the identity of the mysterious man, they knew that the club was Lex Luthor's property, and they were also aware of Luthor's activities in the Special Zone during this period.

Although they had not placed Luther under special surveillance, this kind of person was full of secrets, and if even a little bit of them were exposed, it could cause an uproar.

They don't want to be involved in such political scandals at all. Although the intelligence department is almost the department most involved in politics in peacetime, they are more accustomed to conducting their activities out of the public eye.

If it is not necessary, they hope that their actions will never be known to others.

But things have already happened. Not only was Lex Luthor killed, but his body was also burned to ashes and blown away by the wind.

This means that there is no possibility for them to ignore this matter, and it is almost impossible for them to get out of it.

"Damn it, why are there always so many weird things these days?"

The special agents at the middle level are the most distressed. Even if the higher-ups impose punishment, it will only affect their level at most and will not implicate too many people in the action team.

"Relax, gentlemen."

Martin didn't try to sense what these people were thinking. He just watched their panic expressions and laughed.

"Even if you want to arrest me, at least send someone here! Do you want me to tie my hands and kneel in front of you?"

When the people surrounding Martin heard these words, they heard the naked mockery in them, their faces turned ashen, and they became angry.

No matter what the outside world thinks of these intelligence agencies, since the 21st century, no one has dared to mock them so directly.

But the ones who were angry about this were only ordinary operatives, the special agents in charge of the operation, who didn't care whether this mysterious man was mocking them.

They just wanted to solve this problem quickly, even if it was just to get some useful information, as long as they could report to their superiors and survive this disaster.

"Will you do that?"

No one came out of the siege, and they shouted to Martin through a loud speaker.

"Of course not. I don't have the habit of surrendering myself."

Martin kept a smile on his face and said bluntly: "I stay here just to mock you incompetent people."

Before these people could express their anger, Martin continued: "I know you want an excuse to absolve yourself of responsibility, but what you want has already been placed on your boss's desk."

"Otherwise, your boss wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to send you here to arrest me tonight!"

When he said the last sentence, he deliberately raised his voice, and it instantly spread throughout the street.

The faces of the people surrounding Martin turned from livid to black, and the agents who were blocking the various groups of people also felt powerless.

They were clearly aware that what happened on this street today could not be concealed.

Rumors started spreading early on, and various media were just catalysts that allowed the rumors to ferment further.

What surprised these intelligence department members even more was that the additional information revealed in Martin's words proved that they had once again become pawns in some upper-level struggle.

Even though these people have been playing such roles almost all their lives, they still feel very uncomfortable when they encounter such things.

"Goodbye, gentlemen! For the remaining matters, you can seek answers from your boss. I am leaving now. I hope that the next time we meet, you will not appear on the battlefield."

Martin looked at these people with cold eyes, said this sentence very directly, and then opened the sonic explosion channel.

"Kill him, now!"

When the people around heard Martin's last words, their scalps went numb.

Although they didn't know Martin's exact identity, they were sure that he was a member of the Justice League.

Now, after killing Lex Luthor, this member of the Justice League said the word "war" in public.

Anyone with a little sensitivity will realize what this means.

So the operators didn't care about rewards or punishments and directly gave the order to kill the mysterious man in front of them.

Various energy weapons and kinetic weapons were used in turn. Huge explosions spread throughout the entire block. Mushroom clouds rose from the ground, and the ground, which had already been devastated by the battle between Martin and Luther, was shaved off another layer.

But when the smoke and dust cleared, everyone looked into the deep pit and saw nothing.

"Guess, is that mysterious man dead?"

"Of course they're not dead. How could we kill the Justice League so easily?"

"If what that person said is true, doesn't that mean we have to go to war with the Justice League?"

Martin's disappearance did not calm down today's turmoil. Instead, even people in the intelligence department began to talk about it.

The commander of this operation was in a dilemma. He couldn't say anything directly to his subordinates, let alone express his opinions directly.

They basically said it was a rumor and there was no way to be sure that a war would happen, so they could only force their men to clean up the scene and drive away all the nosy reporters.

At the same time, they quickly sorted out everything on the scene, passed it on to their boss, and waited for new orders.

The whole of Washington was shocked by this news. Before this, many people regarded Martin's pursuit of Luther as a big drama.

But they never expected that there would be a sudden reversal at the end of this drama, a slap in the face, telling them that fuck you, I’m serious about playing with you.

But the people in Washington were not prepared for this at all. They never thought that the Justice League would make such a choice, nor did they think they would say these words so directly.

In short, Luther's death not only failed to calm the night, but instead caused even greater waves.

Countless groups got out of bed and started making plans because of this sentence.

(End of this chapter)