Metropolis, Wayne Bank.
Deadshot was casting his gaze upon the police outside when a figure suddenly dropped from the sky with a bang, landing heavily on the open ground in front of the bank.
Clark, wearing his Superman uniform, appeared in everyone's sight.
The media and police outside immediately turned their attention to Clark upon his appearance.
Although a year had passed since the Metropolis incident, Clark had not yet appeared in public media, perhaps not entirely ready to become Superman.
This should be his first appearance in front of the media.
The media and the curious onlookers immediately became boisterous upon seeing Clark.
Some loudly expressed their support for Clark, others cursed him loudly, and some citizens even held signs opposing Superman and Homelander, brazenly giving Clark the middle finger.
Clark did not pay attention to the sounds from the onlookers; instead, under everyone's gaze, he walked straight towards the bank.
"Superman?!"
Deadshot, seeing Clark enter, immediately raised his gun in alert.
Black Spider and Killer Frost also moved closer, while only Harley Quinn, whose eyes lit up at the sight of money, continued happily counting the dollars she had stolen.
Although the impression of Superman was not as profound as Homelander, who appeared and volunteered himself from the beginning, Deadshot and the others still felt an uncontrollable trepidation.
After all, this was the guy who killed General Zod; his combat power was probably not much less than Homelander's.
"I'm here. If you want to talk to me, let those hostages leave this place."
Clark said to them with a frown.
"Are you Superman? What does that 'S' on your chest stand for? Is it sadistic, or does it mean sadness?"
Harley, at some unknown point, had abandoned the dollars she had just robbed and stood in front of Clark, hands clasped together, with a very worshipful expression, asking him.
Facing Harley Quinn's bizarre question, Clark was silent for a second, then turned his gaze to the seemingly more reliable Deadshot and Black Spider.
"Of course."
Deadshot, like Clark, subconsciously ignored Harley Quinn and said to Clark, "Our original purpose was for you!"
"For me? I don't think we have any connection!"
Clark indicated that they were not familiar with each other.
"You don't know us, but we are all very familiar with you, after all, you are the famous Superman."
Deadshot gestured for Black Spider to release all the hostages inside the bank.
"What do you want?"
Clark looked into Deadshot's eyes and patiently asked again.
Seeing all the hostages released, he breathed a sigh of relief inwardly and was already prepared to take action at any moment.
"The result we want is your appearance, Superman!"
Deadshot said to Clark seriously, "Someone wants us to see you and deliver some words."
"Who?"
"I don't know, but it's a higher-level existence than us."
"So you use this method?"
"Because we are bad guys, isn't that normal?"
Harley, at some unknown point, stood in front of the two and said, "Can I ask you another question? What does it feel like to fly in the sky? Is it like tensing your whole body, afraid you'll fall like a little bird and smash into a bloody mess?"
"No!"
Clark replied to her speechlessly, then asked Deadshot, "What do you want to convey to me?"
"Someone wants to see you, but not here."
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