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[Argentina, 29/12/2009]

03:45AM

*Bang!**Bang!*

The sound of gunshots filled a region in the interior of Argentina, on a farm with a huge installation behind it, this was one of the countless drug production bases controlled by national drug trafficking.

"¡¡Apunta a la cabeza de se hijo de puta!!!!" A white man wearing a tank top shouted as he fired his pistol.

His orders were followed and a hail of bullets flew into the sky, it didn't do much good as a dozen bandits on the ground were sent flying by a shock wave generated by Sunspot's landing.

"Not bad, but you won't have a different result than the last fifteen production points I showed up." Sunspot said walking slowly towards the criminals.

" ¡Reagruparse!! ¡¡Find a safe place and go away!!" The same thug who was the apparent leader shouted to his companions who were getting up.

"Okay I'll just get this over with, I have to go to Colombia after here, and then Venezuela I have a long day ahead of me and I still have the meeting with Queen Industries." Sunspot said and then he raised his glowing closed fist.

"Happy holidays gentlemen." As soon as he said this he fired a blast of energy directly at the facility behind the farmhouse, blowing everything up.

The surrounding criminals could hear the screams of their companions who were still there, but they didn't have time to mourn as they were cut in half by a shot from Sunspot.

"Now let's move on to the next one." The hero said as he flew to his next targets.

Throughout the night and much of the morning Sunspot swept countless drug production bases throughout Latin America, with full permission from local governments, mainly due to pressure from the Brazilian government, which in recent months had a huge economic boom and was leading several negotiations on the continent. .

This gave Roberto more than freedom to handle the situation with maximum efficiency and without repercussions for the deaths of the criminals, he avoided killing everyone, only those with a criminal history with murder in their history or some type of abuse, other than that he just knocked them out.

And so he did, destroying all the bases he found while hacking all the criminal organizations' digital files and sending them to the media and then the authorities took care of the rest, and of course he prevented any far-fetched escape.

It was an attack so quick and precise that it caught everyone off guard, countless preventive arrests took place, newspapers had never seen such high audience numbers and this excited all audiovisual businesspeople.

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[US , Star City , 29/12/2009]

03:50PM

Roberto POV:

*Sigh* Wow, what a long day, I crossed an entire continent for hours and didn't take a break, so this cup of coffee does wonders for my stress.

'Honestly after going to so many buildings and waiting in so many waiting rooms they all kind of look the same.' I think looking at the room around me.

I didn't have to wait long as my hosts soon arrived.

A bald African American man with a short beard wearing a suit and white pants with a red shirt, and next to him a blond white man, wearing a suit and black pants with a green shirt and yellow tie and of course the most striking thing was the blond goatee.

'How this guy manages to disappear when only he has this beard is a mystery to me, this man values ​​his facial hair more than his own life.' I think holding back laughter.

"Mr.Queen, Mr. Steele it's a pleasure to meet you." I say standing up while shaking hands with both of them.

The invitation made it seem like Oliver who invited me was officially the CEO after all, but I knew that Steele was the one who did most of the bureaucratic work and Oliver was the face of the company, being very busy with his Robin Hood life.

"The pleasure is ours Mr. Costa, I must say that your work with I.M.A is simply brilliant." Steele said as he sat down as did Oliver.

"Well, why are you inviting me to come to the United States so close to the end of the year?" I asked as I took another sip of coffee.

"Well, we studied your company's work with cellular systems and we haven't seen anything like it on the market, we would like to negotiate a partnership between our companies." Steele said as he showed a folder of documents.

"We believe Queen Industries can ensure its technology travels to parents with the best security." Steele said pushing the folder to my side of the table.

I picked up the document and started reading.

As I delved into reading the contract, I highlighted crucial clauses related to intellectual property, implementation deadlines, and termination conditions. My meticulous attention was aimed at fully understanding the commitments and guarantees established by Queen Industries.

When going through each page, I looked for any terms that could imply unwanted restrictions or compromise the operational flexibility of the I.M.A. Transparency in contractual clauses was crucial to ensure that both parties could prosper in the proposed partnership.

While the aroma of coffee permeated the environment, I read with the necessary seriousness, aware that the details of the contract would be decisive for the future of collaboration between the companies.

I couldn't help but suspect that Oliver's interest in all this was to obtain more information and means to ensure that the League has access to technology and what is happening around the world, it seemed certain to me that it was also a means of competing and stopping Lex Corp, work that Wayne Tech and Queen TEC need to come together to do.

In the telephone handset market, Lex Corp dominated thirty percent of the market, while the rest belonged to other technology companies with Wayne Tech being the biggest competitor, I found it funny that Apple was bought by Wayne Tech while Microsoft was bought by Lex Corp in this universe.

In any case, this was a good deal, Queen would act as distributor of our devices in the United States and the European market, while they would make a good commission on this they would not interfere with our production. I wasn't worried about espionage or bugs in our systems, I had something prepared for that.

"Well gentlemen, I believe this is a great opportunity, I hope we have a good relationship." I say smiling as I sign the contract documents, after shaking our hands I left the Queen Industries headquarters and went to my apartment.

A few hours have passed since then, I was sitting in an armchair in my luxury suite at the top of the building while drinking a nice glass of whiskey, I think if it weren't for my powers I would have serious problems due to the amount of alcohol I consume, but honestly it's a good way to numb my thoughts.

{Attention breaking news the meta-humank criminal known as Brick has just begun an attack on Star City's central bank!!} A female voice said in my ear.

'Um...I have nothing to do anyway, let's deal with this guy.' I think as I get up.

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In front of the entrance to the central bank there was a real war zone, countless vehicles were parked serving as a shield for the police who were shooting at the criminals.

"Come on guys, send those pigs flying!!" Brick, a man of black descent but with slightly orange skin, with white hair tied in a ponytail and two meters tall with pure muscles shouted to his subordinates.

The bullets that hit his skin simply fell to the ground, his ability giving him an increase in his physical attributes and a certain invulnerability, so he simply remained in sight, covering his subordinates while they fired back.

"Come on, kill these pigs!!" He screamed but then was surprised by something hitting his chest.

A green arrow embedded in his skin by some sort of vacuum device.

*Beep!*

"Oh what the fuck." He said when he heard the noise, exploding soon after flying back to the bank.

"Not your most creative plan Brick!" Green Arrow shouted, the sounds of applause filling the room.

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Merry Christmas my friends!!! Another year has passed and I hope everything works out in your lives.