Chapter 4733 Blooms on the Spot

"Let go of your dirty hands!"

What is Keira doing at this time? Of course, she is a hero. Originally, she was busy with a lot of tasks assigned by the DEO tonight. She was so tired that she wanted to take the subway back to school and go to sleep. Who knew that she would encounter something like a robbery?

A few strong black men were robbing an old lady who looked to be in her eighties. Not only did they take away the thirty dollars in the old woman's small wallet, they also searched her body. Judging from her wretched appearance, they were afraid that she might not return the favor. Want to rob someone.

Keira, who sat down and took a nap after getting in the car, was awakened by the old lady's scream. Faced with such a situation, as a superhero, of course she had to stand up and demand the bad guys to stop righteously.

Her small round face is a bit childish, and her long blond hair is also popular among school girls recently. However, the red and blue uniform on her body has already shown her identity. She is a powerful superwoman.

But the robbers didn't seem to be afraid of her. Instead, they took out knives or swing sticks one after another.

"Girl, you have nothing to do here. You alien freaks like you are prohibited from using superpowers in the city. Haha, you don't know how to break the law, do you?"

It seems that these black people are still somewhat literate and actually remember the city regulations. Although this is actually the rule of the Superintendent of Police, it is not impossible to manipulate the council to formulate laws at the municipal level when you have money and guns. It's because that's how things work in Gotham.

When the robber said this, Kayla's momentum suddenly suffocated. She immediately took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her red skirt, dialed the number with one click, and said quickly after the other party connected:

"I want to apply for first-level permission. I met robbers. They were robbing an old man. I"

The first level of authority is the authority to hit people with fists, the second level is to add kicks, the third level is to use the flying ability, the fourth level is to use super powers such as heat vision or cold breath, and so on.

This is the rule of the Super Investigation Department. Since Kayla is nominally a non-staff member of the Super Investigation Department, she must abide by this rule. Otherwise, some terrible things will happen at home.

In the past, she had tried to use her abilities secretly without applying for permission, but the DEO found out somehow. Her adoptive father had a car accident that day and broke a leg.

"Stop talking nonsense, did they rob you?" The other end of the phone interrupted her and asked a question.

"Uh, no."

Kara looked at the black people. Indeed, although the villains took out all the murderers, they really did not attack her. They just smiled and shook their heads beside the old lady.

"The application is rejected. Click, beep."

The communication was immediately disconnected. The DEO agent responsible for supervising Supergirl believed that Kara did not have enough reasons to take action and her life was not in danger, so she was not allowed to take action.

As for what old lady was robbed? What does this have to do with the Super Investigation Department? The duty of the Super Investigation Department is to respond to superpower incidents, not the police department.

Facing such a result, Keira's face was extremely ugly. Her little fists were clenched tightly, but she still had to loosen them when she thought of her adoptive parents.

The robbers laughed heartily at this, and a bald black man even danced and sang a touching rap.

"Yo, yo, Cheek is making trouble, you little alien freak bitch, you are nosy and can't do anything, why don't you kneel down and give it to me"

"Bang bang bang!!!"

Before he finished his street music performance, the angry Kayla didn't even react. There was intensive gunfire from behind, and the bullets flew over her shoulders and accurately penetrated into every black head.

A hoarse and gloomy voice also came at this time:

"Girl, do you now know that it is necessary to carry a gun when going out in the United States? In the DEO charter, what level of authority does firing have? Haha"

Kara, who came back to her senses, watched the robbers die in front of her. In the slow motion of super vision, the black head almost turned into a rotten watermelon frame by frame. However, she was grabbed by the arm by the person behind her and was thrown away. I couldn’t get rid of it and couldn’t do anything, so I felt very sad:

"I just want to teach them a lesson and send them to the police station. Why do you want to kill people?"

She had already realized that the person behind her was Deathstroke from another world. The last time she fought against the threat of Perpetua and went into full-scale war with the Mother of Diversity and the Legion of Destruction, she participated in the Justice League conference.

As for why it was determined to be the death knell, it was very simple. How could any other death knell be stronger than me?

"They deserve to die, or are they unlucky? Ha!" The person who answered Kara was not Deathstroke, but Harley on the side. She took the pistol from Little Bee, strode towards the corpse, and gave each corpse a smile. The corpse replenished the gun: "Such a little scum wouldn't survive five minutes in Gotham. I just can't figure it out. Why is there such a retro villain in International City?"

The pistol used by Deathstroke uses space magic on the magazine, so although it looks like an ordinary .45 caliber 1911 silver version, it has a capacity of 100,000 rounds.

It's true that you don't need this thing in normal times, but as a mercenary, you have to carry a gun anyway.

So now another use has been developed, and that is for Harley to play with. She laughed and opened fire wildly to whip the corpse, and she just used the pistol to shoot out like a submachine gun.

The corpse will not move, but when it is strafed, it will be pushed by the reaction force of the DUM bullets, so it looks like it is lying on the floor twisting and dancing, which is really interesting.

"Their raps don't rhyme, if you ask me the reason for killing." Deathstroke pressed his finger on the back of Kayla's head, and then let go of her arm. He didn't even look at her incredible expression at this time. Go to the old lady: "Ma'am, are you okay?"

The old lady didn't answer, but just nodded with tears in her eyes. She was probably crying with joy. After all, at her age, it was hard for her heart to bear such an exciting scene.

Especially since Harley is a nationally famous mental patient and Deathstroke is an internationally renowned mercenary, what can an ordinary person say to them?

All the hungry wolves are dead, but are the tigers coming?

"As long as it's okay, this is your wallet." Su Ming raised his hand and Force took the wallet back from the corpse and put it in the old man's hand: "Don't take the subway at night. Take a taxi next time. Now hurry up Click to leave here, the action team of the Super Investigation Department will be coming up at the next station, and the situation may become uncontrollable by then."

"Thank you, you are a good person!"

The old lady took her wallet and left in a hurry. Obviously, she was also very afraid of the DEO task force who always wore black tactical uniforms. After all, in this city, those people were almost the same as the police, who could decide others at will. life and death.

Looking at her leaving figure and the gate closing again at the carriage connection, Su Ming shrugged, turned to Diana and said:

"There are very few people who thank me, but the 'good guy card' is still unnecessary."