American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 193 Where I am, there is justice.

When did it start?

I'm a little confused.

He remembered being born in the Republic of San Priscilla in the Caribbean, a chaotic and crazy place.

Greedy people, butchers, liars, thieves—you can find traces of every imaginable evil in it.

My father died in the war, and my pregnant mother was imprisoned.

Boys who grow up in prison naturally pick up countless bad habits.

Killing and violence were commonplace for him, and to punish him, the warden locked him in a dark, damp cage and tortured him.

But hardship and torment could not defeat him. Unlike superheroes who would contemplate suicide after setbacks, setbacks were like a catalyst for him.

The more setbacks we face, the more courageous we become; the more courageous we are, the stronger we become!

He killed the warden, gathered his accomplices to escape from prison, they robbed banks and worked as mercenaries, until they finally came to the League of Assassins and learned the true meaning of their lives.

Lei Xiaogu's vision of rebuilding a new world coincided with his own, and for this reason, he was willing to endure being subordinate to others and choose to cooperate with Lei Xiaogu.

All of this is for what they believe to be a better future: rebuilding a new world!

"Huff, huff!"

Beneath the breathing mask was a blank face.

Talia quietly hid in an inconspicuous corner, watching the terrifying man who had recently been recruited by Lei Xiaogu as his right-hand man. His terrifying muscles and powerful strength were enough to teach everyone in the Assassin's Guild a lesson with force.

"Are you ready?"

In the dark and damp cave, assassins, wielding samurai swords, stood hidden in the shadows, surrounding a gaunt figure seated high above. The figure's emerald green eyes flickered in the reflection of the campfires on either side.

He continued, "Are you ready to let Gotham return to its true nature?"

The tall, even somewhat bulky, burly figure standing below, resembling a small tank even while standing, spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and deep: "Of course, I'm ready!"

He slowly clenched his fist, which was as thick as a normal person's thigh, and said, "Gotham is a provocative streetwalker who should be welcoming all sinners, but Batman wants to possess her."

The figure clenched his fist, the immense force creating gusts of air. He said, "I will kill Batman. I will unleash the full power of that city. And finally, I will utterly destroy it!"

"Then go do it." Lei Xiaogu nodded in satisfaction. He said earnestly, "Go, go and take back everything I've lost."

"Bane!"

...

United Kingdom.

London.

The Thames still flows.

The only difference from when I came here during World War I is that there are now more tall buildings on both sides of the road.

Outside a door of what was clearly a high-end apartment building, a figure stood.

Wearing the same outfit, Gino changed into a style most commonly seen among British people, adapting to local customs.

A suit, trousers, black leather shoes, and a gentleman's round hat.

However, it must be said that although they are dressed in the same outfit, it is striking on Gino.

I knocked gently on the door, and before Gino could wait long, the door opened, revealing an elegant and spacious layout.

Beneath a Greek-style chandelier was a table with a computer on it, and a beautiful woman in black stockings and black-rimmed glasses sat upright in the seat.

"Smack."

Diana tapped the last key, closed her laptop, and stood up with a smile, looking at the boy.

"Would you like something to drink?" Diana asked, yawning as she walked toward the refrigerator in her slippers, her manner as casual as that of a long-time friend.

"Milk." Gino sat on the sofa in Diana's house, casually picking up the newspaper on the table and the unfinished pizza next to the computer, a smile playing on his lips: "Looks like you've adapted to your new life."

"Yes." Diana came over with two glasses of milk, handing one to Gino as she sighed, "After experiencing life in human society, I realize how miserable my life was on Paradise Island."

Gino didn't say anything, but simply picked up the cup containing the cow and took a small sip.

The atmosphere became somewhat silent for a moment, so Diana simply picked up the remote control on the table and turned on the TV.

As the television broadcast aired, an interesting news item was reported by the host: "The dangerous criminal who recently ravaged Gotham City, causing countless chaos and murders, and who calls himself the Joker, has today been declared mentally unstable and incarcerated at Arkham Asylum."

"We have to ask ourselves, is it really the right thing to let such a dangerous madman go unpunished?"

Gino listened to the news report on TV, lost in thought.

"What? Interested in Gotham City?" Diana smoothed her long black hair as she sat down beside Gino, her beautiful eyes fixed on him. "I don't think you're the kind of person who would be interested in crime."

Diana understood Gino; like herself, he didn't really like meddling in other people's business. This was also why Diana chose to settle in England rather than Gotham City. After all, compared to Gotham City, London was like paradise.

"No, I just suddenly thought of some things." Gino shook his head. Human thoughts are as mysterious and unpredictable as the universe. Just now, he saw the Joker's report and thought of Lex Luthor. Then, through Lex Luthor, he thought of the criminal alliance that the Joker would form in the future (or something like that?). And then, through this alliance, he thought of the Justice League.

Yes, the connections between them are just that strange.

"What do you think?" Gino sat up straight, staring intently at Diana.

"Wh-what?" Diana blushed slightly, looked away, and felt the heat in Gino's eyes. Thinking of the idol dramas that had recently become popular in Asia, she mistakenly thought that Gino was going to confess his love to her.

"What if I united all the world's superheroes?"

"What?" A brief moment of surprise followed, and Diana frowned slightly. "You mean to treat us like this?"

"Superhumans uniting?"

"That's right." Gino nodded.

"But why?" Diana tilted her head, puzzled. "It's like forming an alliance during a hunt; we always need a purpose."

"The purpose is to deal with those threats that could threaten Earth." Gino spoke slowly, putting down his milk glass, his gaze deep: "Diana, you know that the universe is not insignificant, and there are many enemies lurking in it."

Putting everything else aside, Clark's dead father was also single-mindedly hoping to rule the Earth as a second home for the Kryptonians.

"To deal with these enemies, forming an alliance is necessary."

"So," Diana understood Gino's meaning, and she stood up curiously to ask, "If we form an alliance, you should name it."

The boy slowly stood up and gazed out the window.

"name?"

"Let's call it the Justice League."

Gino, with his hands behind his back, said softly, "After all, where I am, justice prevails."

(End of this chapter)