People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 265 265. Gradually get used to it
Central City, a community where many middle-aged people live.

Standing in front of one of the houses, Deadshot's feet were surrounded by things brought back from the mining area. He first glanced at the keyboard behind him, then stretched out his hand nervously and knocked on the door in front of him.

But what neither of them expected was that the person who came to open the door was not Deadshot's daughter Zoe, but a man whom Zhang San was very familiar with.

The Flash Barry Allen!
Almost instantly, Deadshot had a pistol made of energy in his hand, and the bullet he fired was easily dodged by the opponent.

"father!"

Zoe, whose hair was a little wet, heard the gunfire and ran downstairs, but the look she had just taken a shower made her lose her mind completely as if her deadshot and intelligence points were all replaced by strength points!
The pistol suddenly turned into a rifle, and the things in the room on the first floor directly suffered disaster and became Barry's scapegoat.

Sofa, TV, coffee table, curtains, glass, walls.
The fierce gunfire was very obvious in the quiet community, and the terrified residents immediately called the police.

Within a few minutes, a police car from the Central City Police Department arrived. The two police officers who got out of the car were stunned when they saw a keyboard standing at the door.

Although gunshots are still coming from the house in front of me at this moment, there is a keyboard person there. Who is looking for death and dares to commit murder in front of him?
"You fucking tight-fitting pervert! She's just come of age!!!"

Deadshot, who had switched to a machine gun, stared at the Flash standing against the wall. Whenever the other party wanted to explain, the bullets fired would rush towards his mouth.

"Dad, he sent me back!"

The girl took the right opportunity to stand in front of the silenced gun, and opened her hands to protect the Flash who finally had time to speak.

"I didn't do anything! I didn't do anything!!!"

Even though The Flash was wearing a red tights and couldn't see his entire face, through his body movements and tone of voice, Zhang San still knew that this brother was scared.

Two police officers walked up to him and looked inside the house. The situation was complicated. The caller said there was a keyboard, the Flash, a girl and a middle-aged black man in the house.

"It's safe here, officer. Your report said the keyboard was testing the Flash's speed."

Hearing the electronic sound prompts given to them by the keyboard, the two police officers nodded, turned back to the police car and drove away.

The scene was too chaotic. Anyway, no one was killed and no victim asked for help. In addition, the keyboard was hidden.

After they reported the picture they just saw to the command center, the people on the other end were stunned for a moment, but they still accepted the reason that the keyboard was testing the speed of the Flash.

The only door that was not injured by gunshots was closed. Deadshot, who was sitting on the rotten sofa, stared at the Flash with very unfriendly eyes and asked, "Tell me what happened."

Barry, who had already recognized this person as Deadshot, took a sip of the water offered by Zoe, and then told everything.

Zoe was robbed when she was withdrawing money from a street ATM, but she relied on her well-trained fighting skills to push the other person to the ground and beat him.

The Flash who happened to be passing by spotted the suspect who was about to draw his gun, so he joined the team that beat the robber.

"I didn't hit anyone, I just took the gun away from him!"

After giving a statement to the people listening to prevent any misunderstanding, Barry went on to say that after the two of them handed the person over to the police, the kind-hearted Flash sent the victim home.

The Flash would have left long ago if Zoe hadn't left him with a cup of coffee.

He just drank half a cup of coffee and helped open the door!
"I believe him. This man seems to have a girlfriend, right?" Zhang San remembered that this boy knew a black girl, who was also a reporter?
The Flash didn't speak. He was sitting on a rotten sofa with a glass of water in his hands. He looked completely at a loss what to say and his eyes were avoiding him.

"He doesn't have one. He hasn't even had a girlfriend." He has to be very good at reading people. He can even tell through body language whether someone has a girlfriend.

It had been too long since he had been back, and the Flash who appeared when he opened the door really caused some problems in his mind, especially the look of Zoe behind him.

"I soiled my clothes when I beat someone up, so I went upstairs and took a shower."

Zoe explained to her father and apologized to the man next to her.

"I have to go now."

Not wanting to stay for a second longer, the Flash drank the water in his glass and got up and left the house. He would never dare to drink coffee at a woman's home next time!
Ugh.
Sighing, Zhang San, who had been watching the whole show, patted the miner on the shoulder and reminded him kindly: "Don't be so impulsive when you get older. Be careful of bursting a blood vessel and going to the hospital."

No matter how the two people behind him looked at him, he opened the door and walked out.

Wayne Manor.

Just after listening to what the Flash said, Bruce, who was holding an afternoon tea, saw the keyboard in Barry's mouth appearing at the Justice League headquarters.

After taking a look at it, Bruce took the things in his hand and came to the underground base with the silent keyboard.

He gave the afternoon tea prepared by the butler to Kara Zor-El, who was still living in the red room, and then turned around and sat in front of the big screen and asked what she was doing here.

As he told Ur before, Zhang San took out a small bottle of No. [-] compound and explained to him the function of the potion. Seeing that Bruce was interested in it, he decisively reached out and asked for the money.

Without rushing to buy the thing, Bruce asked about the origin of the bottle and whether it was something made with magic.

It can give people random superpowers, which sounds like something that has not been tested on the keyboard.

If it was a potion made by magic, Bruce thought it should be carefully considered.

"The product of technology, I also have its formula and corresponding materials. The research value is very high."

"Do you sell the formula?"

Rather than the finished product, Bruce wanted to see what was put together so that a potion could turn people into superhuman beings.

A document flashed in front of his eyes. Zhang San said that this thing must be packaged and bought together with the finished product, and he would not just sell it.

While Bruce was flipping through the files to study the information on Compound No. [-], he went to visit the Kryptonian woman who had lived in this underground base for a long time.

The other party has adapted to the current environment. Like a normal person, she sits cross-legged in front of the computer, eating the snacks brought by Bruce just now, and watching the TV series played on the computer.

"She said yesterday that she met an online friend, and every time at eight o'clock in the evening, that online friend would invite her to play games together."

There was no sound at all. Superman suddenly appeared next to Zhang San and spoke.

This man would come to visit his ancestors every day, and occasionally bring some small cakes made by Louise.

(End of this chapter)