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Chapter 150 Teen Titans VS Deathstroke (Please subscribe and vote!)
"The person who attacked us was a guy wearing a blue and orange monocle mask and a blue and orange metallic battle suit. Does anyone know him?"

Using the Speed ​​Force, Wally quickly poked his head out, sized up the attacker, and then quickly pulled his head back in, describing the attacker to Isaac and the others.

"Hmm~ It must be that Deathstroke guy, but how exactly did he sneak into our base?"

After hearing Wally's description, Dick quickly pondered for a moment, then searched his memory for a comparable person, and his expression darkened slightly.

Dick had a deep impression of Deathstroke, the famous mercenary. When he was Robin and followed Batman in Gotham, he had met the mercenary and had also seen the information about this guy who took money to do things in Batman's database.

"Never mind how this guy sneaked in. We've already been attacked. If we don't fight back, we'll just get beaten up. That's not our style."

Silently reaching behind him, Isaac pulled out the Gochard Driver, interrupting Dick's thoughts. His attitude towards this kind of guy who launches a sneak attack without any regard for right or wrong has always been the same: teach that guy a lesson first, and then talk business.

“Indeed, I agree with what Aigurd said. After all, judging from the current situation, he probably won’t listen to us properly, so let’s teach him a lesson first.”

Before Dick could say anything more, Wally, who was squatting next to the two of them, raised his hand first to show his support for Isaac's idea, as soon as Isaac finished speaking.

“I also support Gorchard’s idea. Let’s take that guy down first, and then we can consider other things.”

After Wally expressed his opinion, Artemis, who was usually quiet, also spoke up in a deep voice. At the same time, the other members of the Teen Titans also expressed their opinions. Except for Jackson, the others supported Isaac's idea.

Because of his extraordinary five senses, Connor, who was more severely stimulated by the sonic boom, used his X-ray vision after recovering slightly. His gaze penetrated the metal plate that Isaac had forged and looked in the direction of Deathstroke.

"Wait, that guy called Deathstroke has attacked again."

However, what first caught his eye was the scene of Deathstroke hanging the two modified guns back on his waist, taking out a strangely shaped grenade, pulling out the safety sheath, and throwing it directly at them.

Without the slightest hesitation, Connor vanished from his spot in a flash, directly blocking the metal plates. He held the strange grenade that had been thrown at him in his palm, intending to handle it like a certain Superman.

With a forceful press by Connor, the grenade exploded violently, but thanks to his steel body, it only left a low, muffled sound and had no other impact on the surrounding environment.

Seeing Connor easily take out the grenade and turn his gaze toward him, seemingly preparing to attack, Deathstroke simply reached behind him and silently pulled out a remote control, pressing it.

"Next is...uh!"

Connor confidently pointed his thumb at himself, just about to unleash the harsh words he had prepared, when in the next second, a red beam of light fell from the sky, completely enveloping a large area centered on him.

A strange sense of powerlessness instantly rose within him. Before Connor could finish his harsh words, he could only let out a muffled groan and then knelt down on the ground. "Connor!"

Seeing his good friend get the short end of the stick, the ever-impatient Wally couldn't hold back any longer and charged straight at Deathstroke, intending to use his speed to take him down.

Facing Wally's menacing attack, Deathstroke calmly took out a smoke grenade from his waist, quickly pulled the pin, and threw it not far in front of him. The smoke that instantly spread completely concealed his figure.

Wally, who was moving at top speed, still lunged towards the spot where Deathstroke had been standing, but he missed. Before he could make his next move, Deathstroke had already appeared behind him and put a metal ring around his neck.

In response to this situation, Wally instinctively prepared to use his molecular oscillation ability to remove the metal ring around his neck. However, as soon as he picked up speed, a blinding high-frequency current flowed out of the metal ring, shocking him so much that his eyes rolled back.

"I advise you not to recklessly increase your speed; after all, that thing around your neck isn't something to be trifled with."

Seeing Wally lying on the ground, panting heavily after the electricity stopped, Deathstroke smiled and kindly reminded him not to accelerate any further and injure himself.

After all, his purpose in coming here was not to kill the Teen Titans, but to be hired by an old bat to be a teacher here. However, whenever he recalled the process of being hired, Deathstroke couldn't help but turn pale.

That day, while Deathstroke was hanging out in a bar abroad, an old bat suddenly barged in with a Kryptonian giant, approached him directly, threw him a bank card, and without asking for his consent, said he had been hired.

Facing the expressionless old Batman and the Kryptonian giant standing beside him, Deathstroke gave a defiant snort, accepted the bank card on the table, and agreed to be hired by Batman to become the Teen Titans' teacher.

However, before officially assuming the role of teacher, Deathstroke felt it necessary to first assess their abilities and, incidentally, give these hot-blooded young Titans a taste of their own medicine.

But before he could finish speaking, Deathstroke suddenly felt a sense of alarm. Several whooshing sounds came from behind him, and almost instinctively he rolled to the side. Several energy blasts and an arrow flew past his body.

After dodging the energy blasts and arrows, Deathstroke didn't stop moving. He quickly raised his hands to protect his face, blocking the falling fist. Then, he used the momentum to lie down on the ground and kicked out with both feet.

Faced with Deathstroke's counterattack, the attacker reacted quickly, leaping back to create distance and repositioning himself a short distance away.

"Interesting. You're Gochard, the vice-leader of the Teen Titans?"

With a forceful slam of his hand onto the ground, Deathstroke sprang back to his feet in a somersault, lightly patting his promethium-based battle suit and looking with interest at the boy in blue-silver armor before him.

(End of this chapter)