There Is a Traitor Among Us

Solomon Islands.

Bin Xi Xi City.

In a basement in a slum.

The basement was quite large, brightly lit, and could fit six people inside.

Barry, Bruce, Constantine, Hal, Victor, and a Indonesian Javanese, over fifty years old, with graying temples and deep wrinkles on his face, Ya Ge Bu.

They are also the people who provide them with assistance, and they possess considerable medical knowledge.

Once, when Bruce was being pursued by ' Ba Miu Luo Di ', he used Ba Di 'Ba Di knowledge of the future, including how much of the future he knew about the Justice League and the heroes of this world.

Bruce believed that Ba Di knew a certain future and made advance arrangements in various ways, taking the initiative to deal with various heroes and villains, either recruiting or killing them, or luring them into his ranks.

But he only knew the general backgrounds of most of the heroes and villains.

Over the years, Bruce has gathered a great deal of information about Ba Di through clues, speculation, and testing.

The future that Ba Di knew was certainly not as detailed and nuanced as the future memories he had acquired.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to successfully hide in various places while Ba Di was monitoring the entire world.

After all, comics don't depict Bruce urinating or defecating, nor do they portray a realistic Bruce casually helping unremarkable characters.

This made Bruce realize that Ba Miu Luo Di did not truly know the future, but only knew the general events and stories of the people involved.

These seemingly insignificant characters, who never appeared in the comics, were the ones Bruce used to hide from and seek help from.

Jacob was one of them. In the future, when Batman passed through Indonesia, he helped him retrieve his granddaughter who had been kidnapped by human traffickers, earning Jacob's deep gratitude.

Now it's different. Bruce and others are helping him solve the problem of being threatened by the mob, and they are also grateful to him and receive his temporary protection.

And at this moment.

The bright yellow light illuminated the entire basement.

Bruce lay on a wooden bed that reeked of decay, his body wrapped in bandages, his eyes red and swollen, blind. His unconscious face was tightly furrowed, and he would occasionally let out a painful groan through his teeth.

On the other side, Constantine was also unconscious, but his injuries were much better than Bruce's. Strictly speaking, as someone who knew magic, he was much stronger than an ordinary person, but he was now bound like a dumpling with rope.

"His spinal nerves were severely compressed, affecting the nerves connecting his brain to his lower body. His internal organs were also severely damaged. To be honest, his will to live is astonishing. He should be able to wake up soon, but... his lower body will most likely be unable to move for the rest of his life. In severe cases, he may even become paralyzed and become a vegetable."

Ya Ge Bu shook his head slightly, his dark wrinkles deepening, and said.

For a moment, the entire stuffy basement was filled with an unbearable, stifling atmosphere.

Barry remained silent, his eyes fixed on Bruce on the hospital bed, his heart filled with unspeakable pain. Bruce had done this to protect him.

Damn it!

Hal angrily punched the wall, making the lights shake a few times with a loud 'bang'. His fist turned red, and quicksand dripped from the cracks in the wall.

"We should have given the exoskeleton armor to Bruce. We failed to find Aquaman and almost got tracked down by 'Dog Nose'."

Hal's eyes blazed with fury, and he gritted his teeth fiercely.

They split up with Bruce Bartie, but their operation did not go smoothly. Because of the emergence of Atlantis and Paradise Island, both sides were attracting too much attention, making it difficult for them to find an opportunity, and they were almost discovered by Bartie's men.

Faced with Ba Di's relentless pursuit, they were in a terrible state and were seething with anger. Now, Bruce's actions only exacerbated Hal's already volatile temper.

"Calm down, Bruce will be alright!"

Victor's face darkened, and he placed his large hand on the angry Hal's shoulder.

Bruce's current situation filled them with sorrow and pain. Although they were all mentally prepared to face the darkness, the moment it arrived was still unbearable.

"Damn it!!"

Enraged, Hal straightened his shoulders and pried Victor's large hand away.

Seeing the culprit lying not far from Bruce, Constantine enraged Hal rushed forward and punched Constantine in the shin, causing a large swelling.

"Aww!!"

Constantine, who had been unconscious, was suddenly jolted awake by the pain. His eyes were wide open, his face contorted as he gasped for breath, his bound body hunched over, and he kept gritting his teeth. His body had just been automatically repaired by magic, and now Hal had made his bones creak as if they were about to break, causing him extreme pain.

"He's not the same John anymore, hitting him won't help."

Barry's expression shifted between sorrow and grief, mourning the loss of his former hero and feeling deeply saddened by Bruce's current predicament.

"I'm having so much fun!!"

Enraged, Hal didn't care. He roared, desperate to vent his frustration, and raised his fist again, punching Constantine in the stomach.

'Bang'

With a single punch, Constantine, who was bound to the hospital bed, was bent over like a shrimp, his stomach convulsing. Only then did he automatically recover a significant amount of magic power, repairing his body and healing, while simultaneously exacerbating his pain and injuries.

Barry and Victor ignored it. They had been under a lot of pressure, and now that Bruce was in bed, their mood was even more depressed and irritable. Not to mention Hal, even they wanted to give Constantine a good beating to vent their anger.

Therefore, apart from Ya Ge Bu staring wide-eyed in shock as Hal beat someone up, no one else reacted. They all knew that Hal knew his limits and wouldn't Deadman.

"No... I am still your beloved John!"

Constantine could no longer bear it and could no longer maintain his gentlemanly demeanor. His stomach kept convulsing, and he vomited bile.

He vomited a large amount of gastric juice, felt extremely uncomfortable and nauseous, and curled up like a shrimp.

As Hal raised his fist high, his angry face clearly indicating that the force would be even greater than before, his expression changed drastically in horror.

Quickly, Constantine's face turned serious and solemn as he said, "I have always admired you rebels."

"Why does Ba Miu Luo Di have a team of thirty-one top-notch female secretaries, all in black and white stockings, and wearing cute uniforms? It's so enviable! When there's work to be done, the secretaries do it; when there's nothing to do, the secretaries do it all!"

"Why is he the most outstanding man in Time magazine, the man most wanted to spend the night with a beautiful woman, ranked number one? My handsomeness is no less, are they blind?"

"He possesses everything in the world: beautiful women, wealth, money, power, status, and good looks. This man who has acquired everything in the world is the enemy of all men."

"This is really annoying, I've always had a problem with him!"

"I completely understand your cheap, fragile, sensitive, and jealous self-esteem."

"I've decided to join your resistance!"

Constantine spoke with righteous indignation, vomiting bile from the corner of his mouth while glaring angrily and rebuking him sternly.

Sure enough, after those words...

Hal's fist froze in mid-air, his eyes wide, his angry face frozen in place.

He turned and met Barry's gaze, his eyes seeming to say, "Are you kidding me? Isn't he that wretched John?" "Oh, really? We need someone like you."

A deep voice came from Bruce's mouth. He had just woken up and seemed to sense the joy and surprise of his companions around him. Bruce added, "Don't worry! I'm fine. I just can't move my lower body, I'm blind, my internal organs are displaced, and I have a few broken bones."