At this moment the world seemed to stand still.
Everyone will bow down to Dark Superman.
Falcon and the soldiers who were closest to Superman all looked desperate and their legs were shaking.
The people below the platform looked at the figure who once protected them with great despair.
Scenes of that figure's powerful strength replayed in his mind.
They see Superman as the greatest threat to humanity.
The stronger Superman is, the more humans fear him.
And the moment when Superman was pushed to the judgment seat.
They chanted thoroughly.
The huge rock that was weighing on my heart was finally put down.
And now.
Not only was the boulder not put down.
It also developed into even larger peaks and mountains.
It has once again loomed over humanity.
Ordinary people at the scene felt that even breathing became extremely difficult.
Listen to your own heartbeat.
My brain was filled with blood and heat, and even my thoughts were completely short-circuited.
The reporters nearby even forgot about the live broadcast.
Logically speaking, if any live broadcast accident occurs.
The quality of a journalist is to cut off the signal at the first opportunity.
However, at this moment, all the reporters were stunned.
His whole body was extremely stiff, and he was shrouded in great despair and fear.
None of the hundreds of cameras paused the live broadcast.
People across the country could still see what was happening before their eyes.
I don't know which soldier was the first to react.
Let out a heart-wrenching wail.
"Oh no, Superman failed"
The sound stopped abruptly.
Even the word control is only half mentioned.
Dark Superman appeared in front of him in an instant.
Throw a punch.
The soldier did not go flying backwards like a broken sandbag.
Instead, it exploded on the spot, splashing thousands of blood flowers.
Superman smashed his entire body into pieces with one punch.
There was a lot of blood raining down and flesh splattered everywhere.
The aesthetics of violence.
The blood was like splashed ink.
A shocking bloody stroke was formed on the huge clean square.
The soldiers behind were drenched in blood.
The blood vessels in the superhero Falcon's forehead were throbbing, and he screamed loudly:
"Fire, fire."
"Fire, fire."
Then there was a hail of bullets and gunfire.
It was like raindrops hitting Superman Lin Fan's iron body.
Gunshot.
Shouts.
Roaring sound.
Continuous.
Ordinary people in the square were all terrified and desperate.
Let out a heart-wrenching cry.
Then they fled in all directions.
Countless beer bottles were knocked over during the process.
It knocked over the camera, as well as various old people, children, and women.
This in turn triggered a series of chaotic chain reactions.
The air was filled with all kinds of cries, curses, and the sounds of bottles and jars breaking.
The whole scene turned into a complete hell.
Superman Lin Fan became even more violent.
A flash appeared in front of the hero Falcon.
The hail of bullets all around was like child's play to Lin Fan at this moment.
But the Falcon in front of him was holding a Kryptonite weapon.
It is still ineffective against Lin Fan now.
Lin Fan grabbed the kryptonite machine gun from Falcon's hand with both hands.
Crumble it in your hands like you would knead dough.
Countless parts shattered, and the main body of the gun was rolled into a small iron ball by Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stretched out his hand and clapped.
Hit the small iron ball directly into the falcon's head.
The red and white melon soil bursts out.
Half of the falcon's body and head were smashed.
Not lying limply on the ground yet.
Superman Lin Fan still felt unsatisfied.
Just grab the mechanical wings on the falcon's body with both hands.
With one kick, the falcon's body turned into a cloud of flesh and blood.
The two mechanical wings were torn off by Superman.
This is simply the aesthetics of violence.
It was still connected to the falcon's corpse, and blood was dripping onto the ground.
The other twenty or thirty soldiers were terrified.
The heroes Winter Soldier and Falcon died at the hands of Superman.
In front of Superman's absolute strength, they are like paper.
At this moment.
The soldiers were filled with all kinds of emotions.
"Why would those politicians want to offend Superman?"
"Why did you have to escort the enemy yourself?"
"Do we have any chance of winning against such a strong man?"
Helpless and desperate.
Like ants.
However, Superman did not let their despair linger for long.
Superman flew high.
Everyone looked up.
Superman slowly hovered, then stomped towards a soldier at an even more brutal speed.
The soldier was like being played whack-a-mole.
Being trampled into the concrete floor by Superman with great brutality.
A bloody mess.
Bloody.
A large amount of blood seeped out from the cracks in the earth.
There is a soldier's body inside!
Superman deadpanned.
Fly high again.
Slowly hovering in the air again.
This moment.
The morale of all the soldiers collapsed.
There were bursts of heart-wrenching and desperate wails.
"Run!"
"run"
"Staying here is simply waiting to die."
"Escape from this hell quickly."
However, the soldiers had not yet run far.
The figure of Superman at extreme speed.
Suddenly flew up.
Landed suddenly.
Click.
Click.
Click.
Every landing takes away a life.
Every time he landed, he trampled blood and flesh on the ground.
Just like poor ants.
Trampled to death underfoot.
In a flash, twenty or thirty soldiers were killed one after another.
Next came the people who fled.
Under the statue of the goddess.
The blackened Great Super Lin Fan came like a god.
Looking at the thousands of people who were partying just now, they are now calm.
Lin Fan's eyes were filled with heat.
The length and width are about a thousand meters.
Like a windshield on a rainy day, the wipers sweep left and right.