"Those politicians... they really dared to do it!"
Tony Stark watched the missile streak across the sky, his expression changing instantly as he raised both hands and brought the massive mechanical arms together.
The Arc Reactor ran at full power, enormous energy gathering together as the missile came flying in!
Whoosh!
A red laser rose from the base and directly scoured the missile out of existence with pure energy in midair.
Only an ear-splitting sonic boom gradually echoed through the sky, leaving the surrounding area in complete silence for a full minute.
Not a single sound could be heard.
Miao Mu and the others, having run out from underground, met up with Deathstroke, who was wiping down his massive alloy greatsword.
"Are we stealing a destroyer, or leaving directly?"
Miao Mu adjusted the backpack on his body and used these few seconds of spare time to consult Deathstroke.
As a tactical master, Deathstroke's plans were more precise.
Batman was better at grand strategy, but he sometimes considered too much. Miao Mu did not even dare go looking for him.
As the next best option, Deathstroke was quite good. If he said kill, they killed; if he said save, they saved. There were no moral or psychological bottom lines involved.
As long as Earth did not end and he still had places to make money, vacation, spend money, and have fun, he could not care less what happened to the world.
"Now that we have the goods, there are two plans. One team steals a destroyer. We need bargaining chips to negotiate with those politicians, but I'd rather get a nuclear submarine. That would give us more capital."
"Well said."
Miao Mu patted Deathstroke on the shoulder, then turned and hooked an arm around Nick Fury's shoulders. "Tell me, where does