"This guy's legs are broken."
Harley hid behind a reef, curiously watching Captain Boomerang as he lay sprawled on the beach, barely clinging to life.
"They're all dead!"
After finishing off a leg, Killer Croc made his way over to Deadshot. He glanced at Captain Boomerang, whose body had begun twitching involuntarily, then at the mangled legs lying nearby.
"Hey, shorty, do you want these legs? If not, I'm taking them."
Killer Croc scratched his head and strode toward the legs. Under the shocked gazes of Captain Boomerang and the other teammates, he picked up the severed legs, shook the embedded bullet casings out of the flesh, and shoved them into his mouth to feast.
"Crunch, crunch~"
The crisp chewing echoed clearly in everyone's ears, making their faces change.
"Wow, you really aren't picky about food, are you?" Harley looked down at her long legs, grateful she had not ended up like Captain Boomerang.
"Kill me! Hurry up and kill me!"
Captain Boomerang watched in despair as his legs crackled beneath those sharp teeth. At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to die.
Knowing he had no chance of surviving, Captain Boomerang screamed miserably.
"Whether you detonate the bomb on my neck or put a bullet through my head, just give me a quick death!"
Who could understand this? Watching his own flesh get torn apart between those fangs made him want to die.
"All right, I'll ask the captain."
Deadshot saw that this could not go on, so he quickly pressed the earpiece by his ear and contacted Trevor. "Trevor, Boomerang doesn't look like he's going to make it. What do you think?"
The voice on the other end fell silent for a moment before Trevor replied, "Wait a moment."
"Beep, beep, beep~"
After a brief busy signal,