This Fucking Eight-Year-Old!?

After absorbing the Suicide Squad, Du Mu immediately dismissed them all, telling them to return and await further notice.

Amanda Waller quickly received the news. Learning that the Suicide Squad she had built from the ground up had been snatched away by Du Mu, her face turned black with rage.

But rage was rage—there was nothing she could do to Du Mu.

The Suicide Squad's strongest combatant, El Diablo, had been instantly defeated by Du Mu. Even Enchantress, restored to her peak condition, had been no match for him. What could Amanda Waller possibly use to cause Du Mu trouble?

More importantly, the footage from the scene revealed one piece of information: Du Mu was very likely an Angel.

Setting aside Amanda Waller's thoughts for now, once the report was submitted up the chain, her superiors immediately issued an emergency notice, strictly forbidding Amanda Waller from provoking Du Mu.

Everyone knew that the force behind Angels came from Heaven, and their greatest backer was the One on the cross.

Forget intelligence agency personnel like them—even America's president was less than a single leg hair of His. That was the true imperial family of Heaven.

If they truly offended Heaven, never mind how those above would react—the believers in their own country alone could drown them alive with a mouthful of spit each.

Furthermore, A.R.G.U.S. bore direct responsibility for the crisis in Midway City, and Amanda Waller's superiors demanded that she give the public a reasonable explanation.

The implication was clear: they wanted Amanda Waller to take the blame.

While Amanda Waller was overwhelmed by a mountain of messes, the Super Seven were enjoying unparalleled glory.

This time, they made another major appearance in Midway City, and they showed themselves collectively as a team.

Barry had stolen the spotlight. By himself,