"No! Why is this happening!"
The Plant Master couldn't believe it. He grabbed the green goo and threw it against the wall in a rage, like a large green snot.
"Project result: failure." Professor Goldblum wrote on the draft paper: "Target died."
“Why is this happening?” The Plant Master turned his gaze towards him. Even though he had a wooden face, one could still see how angry he was. “He’s a liar. He didn’t try his best at all!”
Professor Goldblum's green eyes flashed as he faced the plant master's accusations blankly.
The Plant Master quickly turned his anger towards Poison Ivy: "Your hypnotic kiss doesn't work at all!"
Ivy sighed, "Calm down, Jason! He's still under our control."
She turned to the professor and said, "Harold, tell us what caused this?"
Professor Goldblum's eyes flashed green, and then he replied, "This is a very complex azeotropic mixture. The virus conversion formula works well, but it's just paper. There are literally millions of variables that can cause the process to fail."
"Try to guess then, Meat Bun!"
"Well, speculation is not scientific." Professor Goldblum pushed up his glasses. "But I suspect it has something to do with something we've been using. The old swamp water we used for our experiments came from the Massacre Swamp. That won't work. What we need is regular biological nutrients and chemicals. Water should be taken from a regular place, a place that creates swamp monsters-"
“Wainright Swamp in Louisiana.”
"Oh my god, my butt hurts," said Poison Ivy.
"No, Pamela, don't you see? It's perfect."
The Plant Master said, his eyes twinkling with fanaticism.
"The river flows directly into the Gulf of Mexico, and the water from the Gulf of Mexico can carry the virus to the Atlantic Ocean, and then to the world."
He turned around and said: "Those corrupt, death-filled monsters will never be able to destroy the Green of All Things. The incompetent and filthy Red of All Things will completely surrender to our feet."
"Even without the help of the swamp monsters, we can drive those filthy things back to where they belong. This planet will be protected by the great green!"
He circled the map: "The plan to save Mother Earth starts from here."
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Death Shooter doesn't care who is the leader.
Ever since my daughter was promised that admission letter, she has been a bit of a jerk. No matter what the employer says, I just say "yes!"
Anyway, you have the money, so whatever you say goes.
So he said, "Okay, then..."
"Employer, I don't think we need a so-called team leader..."
Before Count Vertigo could finish his words, he was interrupted by his employer's voice coming from the recorder.
"You can make your decision after you meet the leader, who will be in this room soon."
The sound of the recorder became even hoarser, mixed with some harsh metallic sounds, as if it was interfered with by some electromagnetic field, making a low groan.
"And I think once you really get to know this leader, you will never object to him taking this position, because I think he is someone you are very familiar with, a real old friend."
Death Shooter had a weird feeling. He didn't know where it came from, he just felt a little creepy, as if he was being stared at by something that wasn't human.
Ms. Vick looked at the Cheshire Cat in confusion and opened her mouth to ask something, but faced with the calm smiling mask, she finally closed her mouth.
The Cheshire Cat seemed to not care at all about what they were discussing. Her eyes were fixed on the dog in the welder's hand.
The dog welder gave her a "want to touch it?" gesture, so she happily went to pet the dead dog.
Boom boom boom!
There was a knock on the door and Death Shooter stood up, feeling a growing sense of uneasiness in his heart.
There's something outside the door.
"Come in!"
Count Vertigo said loudly.
A tingling sense of danger came over him, and he felt the hairs on his body stand on end.
Ms. Vick stood up as well.
"I'm coming in."
Click.
First, a shoe.
A pair of special one-piece shoes that are worn with tights.
Next came grey tights, a pure black cape, a pair of pointy ears and a mask.
"Batman!"
Deadshot leaps from the table, but Batman's movement stops the bullet from leaving his gun.
When he saw Batman, he held a walkie-talkie and said, "I've told you, I've arranged a leader for you who has enough influence and strength. You will like this leader."
Deadshot saw Batman's pointy ears facing him. Batman's voice was being played simultaneously in the recorder on the table, layered on top of each other, like a nightmare echoing in a dark well.
He heard Batman say, "Because the leader is me."
Chen Tao once thought about whether he should reveal his identity as the employer behind the scenes at this time.
He could have just quietly hidden behind the scenes like before, becoming a beautiful mastermind - and then, what next
The soldiers have no will to fight and only want to escape. There is no coordination and they are a mess. They don't listen to orders and attack at will
It has to be admitted that the current Suicide Squad lacks a strong soul figure, a backbone that can bring everyone together.
In the original history, the captain of the Suicide Squad was Rick Flagg, who conquered this group of unruly mercenaries with his noble character and led them to complete one mission after another.
But Chen Tao's subordinates do not have a leadership character like Captain Rick.
Deadshot undoubtedly has talent in this area, and in the history of the Suicide Squad, he has served as captain the most times besides Rick. But now he is just a loner who has been alone for many years, not the leader who has been trained in the Suicide Squad for several years.
Nightwing is also a possibility. As the first Robin, he is not used to fighting alone like Batman. When he was Robin, he had experience leading the Titans team.
But according to Alfred's intelligence, Dick and the Titans team he led were fighting fiercely with Deathstroke at this time, which was why Chen Tao could not recall Nightwing or hire Deathstroke.
Chen Tao doesn't want the two sides to be in the middle of a fight and suddenly someone tells them: Batman is looking for you/an employer is looking for you.
So they put down what they were doing to take the mission, and were shocked to find that their enemies had become teammates.
therefore…
Moreover, no matter what, Chen Tao can now turn into a giant dinosaur, so he has basic combat power, and he can also transform into a bat car. Even if he can't win, when it comes to escaping, he can definitely escape faster than others after turning into a car. That's enough.
No matter what, his life safety can at least be guaranteed. If he still doesn't dare to go to the scene in person, it's not being cowardly, but being a coward.
Chen Tao walked into the room and glanced at the four people in the room.
Deadshot, Count Vertigo, Cheshire Cat, well, everyone is here.
etc.
Chen Tao stared at the dog welder: "Who are you? Isn't the person I hired a mad dog?"