Chapter 3453

The Injustice Superman's exasperation is clearly related to the "church." Obviously, this is an Injustice Superman version of the "alleyway" joke, but the Injustice Superman would truly turn anyone who told it that way into a joke.

"Fine, I shouldn't have teased you two. But I'm serious about the rest of it. You should know how good Batman is at lying; it's just a single sentence, and whether he's telling the truth or a lie, there's nothing you can do about it," Bruce said.

"So what?"

"He could tell you clearly that he spent most of the day digging this broken table out from a pile of junk in the warehouse, just to make you remember the good old days, so that it could soothe your emotions and make the upcoming negotiations go more smoothly."

"He can do that because, even if he told you, you would still miss it. You yourself thought of what he wanted to do, but didn't you still miss it?"

"So he said he forgot." The Injustice Superman's voice grew colder and colder, "Because he knows that no matter what he says, he has succeeded, watching me mockingly like a pathetic stray dog, wagging its tail at a bone from the past."

"Then he's too wicked," Bruce said, "but you're clearly no better. If you had put up a fight, he wouldn't have had this chance."

The Injustice Superman looked at him again, his expression becoming somewhat strange.

"You don't think I'm going to persuade you two to make up, do you? You should understand that things have reached this point and are already beyond saving. It's impossible for you to go back to the past... It's no use glaring at me; I'm just telling the truth."

Bruce shifted his body in the chair, and it seemed that only after careful thought and judgment did he speak: "I think your current state is probably that you can kill him, but you can never beat him, so you are very unwilling."

"In the relationship between the two of you, Batman is always the dominant one. He knows what to do to make you unable to refuse. Your emotions are always under his manipulation; bringing out the Justice League table just to make you waver inside and fall into the pain of self-struggle is just a reproduction of countless daily fragments."

The Injustice Superman couldn't help but think of the time Batman called him "Kal." A short word, not only able to affect his mood, but even causing him to have a somatized reaction.

"If you just kill him like this, these scores will never be settled. So every time you think about killing him, thinking that Batman will die at your hands, it doesn't seem very happy either, so you've dragged it out until now and haven't killed him."

Bruce discovered at this point that the Injustice Superman had moved closer. The Injustice Superman leaned down, his hands resting on the armrests of the stool, looking at Bruce with those eyes that were so light they were almost colorless.

"Makes some sense, continue."

"Since you want to settle the score, you have to do to him everything he did to you. It sounds simple, but it's very difficult to implement because Batman is indeed not a person who is easily manipulated, unless you take some coercive measures."

"Coercive measures?"

"For example, brainwave control; can you do this?"

The Injustice Superman straightened up, his hands folded together, one hand clutching the pinky ring on the other, seemingly lost in thought.

"This is the simplest method you can take, but it seems there is a certain technical difficulty in implementing it. If not, you can only take a more complicated method."

"For example?"

"The enemy is the best teacher; learn to manipulate him the way he manipulates you."

"You said it, he is not easily manipulated."

"Can Batman manipulate Batman?" Bruce raised a question, "This is like a duel between the sharpest spear and the sharpest shield in the world. Can Batman's manipulation skills defeat himself?"

"Do you think he can defeat you?" the Injustice Superman asked.

"This question is meaningless because he never needs to defeat me. Even if he must pick a breakthrough point, perhaps it would be the Superman of this universe."

"He will go to manipulate him?"

"Maybe he will just use similar means to understand the situation of this universe from him, or achieve some goals. Isn't this the goal of you coming here?"

Bruce thought for a while and said: "The universe you are in is in trouble, so you came to the new universe to find an opportunity. The opportunity of the new universe is naturally inseparable from the locals."

"You are also clear about this point, so you chose to kidnap me. When you kidnapped me, he might also be trying every possible way to contact the Superman of my universe, wanting to obtain some information from him."

"Will he succeed?"

"No."

Bruce answered so decisively that the Injustice Superman couldn't even figure out if he was bluffing.

"Compared to Batman, Superman is indeed easier to manipulate, so the Batman of your universe would make such a choice. But if he met my Superman, he would understand that he chose wrong."

"You mean, he might fail?" The Injustice Superman's tone rose slightly, sounding like something that had sunk to the bottom of the water suddenly floating up.

"Not might, but definitely," Bruce continued to say firmly, "He will inevitably fail, and it is even possible that he will hit a snag with Clark."

And then he moved his body again and said: "I know you want to see Batman lose, and I also happen to want to see my partner win. If you have nothing to do, how about we go eat pizza?"

The Injustice Superman looked at him deeply.

20 minutes later, the Injustice Superman and Bruce landed in an alley behind Museum Street.

The aroma of pizza drifted over from afar. Clark was carrying the freshly baked pizza and walking out. Just as he reached the street, a car slowly drove over, the window rolled down, revealing a familiar face.

The Injustice Superman's super vision allowed him to see very clearly that it was the Batman of his universe.

Clark glanced at him coldly, carried the pizza and bypassed the car. The Injustice Batman pushed the door and got out of the car to follow behind him. He didn't wear a hat or a mask, and just appeared on the street like that.

Museum Street is a tourist attraction in Metropolis, and this pizza shop is very famous. Bruce Wei En's appearance here attracted the attention of many people.

This resulted in Clark not being able to avoid the crowd to take off, and he could only carry a pile of things and slowly walk towards the end of the street.

"Clark, wait for me." The Injustice Batman chased behind him.

Clark sighed, turned around to look at the Injustice Batman and said: "What exactly are you doing? Don't follow me if you have nothing to do."

"I just want to talk to you. Metropolis may be in danger soon. Do you have a response plan?"

"We are not all here yet, and we can only start the discussion tomorrow morning. If you want to attend, you can go directly to the Luthor Group. If you don't want to, then just go do something, don't add to the chaos."

The Injustice Batman clearly didn't expect Clark to say this, but his reaction was also fast. He said: "I am happy to help, but I need to figure out what is going on in your universe."

"Everything is as you see." Clark replied.

"No, I'm afraid it's more complicated than that," the Injustice Batman said, "Why did you attack Batman that day?"

"He was drunk, and I was afraid he would act crazy, so I had to knock him out."

"So that's how it is." The Injustice Batman paused for a moment and then said, "To tell you the truth, I have some conflicts with my companion. He might be... a dangerous person in the secular sense. Although I know this is not his intention, he was just blinded, but I'm afraid you need to be prepared."

"Do you know you sound a bit like those high school students who talk bad about others behind their backs while desperately trying to show their objective stance?" Clark looked at him and said, "You shouldn't have come to me to say this."

The Injustice Batman didn't feel embarrassed either. He just said: "In fact, I want to find the Batman of your universe."

"There is no Batman in our universe anymore."

"You mean there used to be?"

"Yes, but he stopped being Batman later."

"Can I ask why?"

"Because his illness is cured," Clark said, "Sorry, but if I don't leave, the pizza will be cold."

The Injustice Batman looked at the surrounding crowd, seemingly convinced that Clark would not reveal his superhuman side in such a situation.

But clearly, he didn't know how much control Lex Luthor had over this city. Even if Superman directly pasted his name on his chest, he could still be an anonymous hero.

Clark took two steps back and took off directly into the sky.

"He doesn't get left behind like this often, right?" Bruce looked back at the Injustice Superman and asked, "Is the anger gone now?"

The Injustice Superman didn't answer, just stared at him coldly.

"Aren't you going out to mock him?" Bruce's mentality of watching the fun was almost written on his face.

"No need," the Injustice Superman said, "What kind of failure is this?"

"If this doesn't count, the next one will."

I don't know when the street began to become quiet. The surrounding crowd gradually disappeared, walking very naturally, as if the travel plan had reached its end at the same time.

When the Injustice Batman on the street turned around, both sides of the street entrance had been blocked. Two black cars were driving towards this side from the left and right. The Injustice Batman instinctively took two steps back.

"... He wouldn't have called the police, would he?" The Injustice Superman couldn't believe his speculation, but felt it was very possible. However, thinking about it carefully, it was still absurd.

What was even more absurd was that the person who got off the car was not a policeman, but Lex Luthor.

Lex walked up and shook hands with the Injustice Batman and said: "Long time no see, Bruce. How come you thought of coming to me?"

The Injustice Batman lowered his eyes and said: "You should know that I am not the Bruce Wei En you know."

"But you are Bruce Wei En. If you still want to operate under this identity, come with me." Lex's tone contained a threat, and the strong black-clad bodyguards behind him were also approaching Bruce.

Lex brought quite a few people, at least twenty or thirty. There were more than ten cars, all intersections were blocked, and there were snipers on the roof. It was clearly prepared.

The Injustice Batman knew he couldn't leave. He didn't resist too violently and was pressed against the car, his hands cuffed behind his back.

He felt that he might have been implicated. Luthor was staring at Clark and discovered him as a result. But could he be trying to deal with Clark with these cars and ordinary people?

The Injustice Batman instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

"You don't want to save him, do you?" Bruce successfully extinguished the Injustice Superman's desire to act with one sentence and a look of "You aren't a simp, are you?"

The Injustice Batman was taken away just like that.

"Let him go!" A voice suddenly came from behind. Bruce and the Injustice Superman turned their heads together. A red and blue figure appeared at the end of the alley, and Superman appeared behind them.

The Injustice Superman subconsciously wanted to grab Bruce, but Bruce nimbly twisted away.

After leaving a brilliant smile, under the gaze of the two Supermen, Bruce flew away with a "whoosh."

?? Coming to cheat and ambush

? (End of chapter)