My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

"Forehead......"

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

The battle, which Frankie considered evenly matched, turned out to be the winner within a second.

Batman took down this superhuman who was as strong as a bull and was not afraid of bullets with one punch!

Should it be said that it is the terrifying Batman?

"Hmph, if anyone thinks that this new city vigilante can be dealt with simply by using brute force, then he must be a big fool."

Although Butcher disdains Batman on the surface, he attaches great importance to him in his heart. In his eyes, this is a guy who is even more difficult to deal with than the people from the motherland.

Fortunately, he wasn't from Walter's side, otherwise there would be no need for his own team to exist.

Poor Butcher, he probably wouldn't have thought that the Batman in front of him would be his boss if he was killed!

After all, who would have thought that someone would leave the billionaire behind and go to the streets as a free vigilante?

Frankie stared at the black-brown crystals thrown up by Wei Chen on the metal shelf, "This...is it some kind of supermagnetic material? The special-shaped magnetic poles attract each other, so that the iron hood will be attracted like a coin. past?"

"That's what it looks like, this idiot with an iron hood is going to be killed with a magnet sooner or later. I must say he's in luck, because next time he meets me, I'll make a magnetic one. Meat grinder, suck him in! And... bang!"

Butcher made a gesture of exploding with his hands outstretched.

The three of them were talking about Tiehu's defeat when suddenly two loud noises came from the venue.

boom! boom!

There were two loud bangs in succession, and the shocking dust on the wall rustled down.

At the entrance to the basement, the bald man—Randy Hawkins, the triad boss, with a shotgun in his right hand, was shooting at Batman violently.

He held a silver lockbox in his left hand, and while walking, he shot with one hand.

The thick muscles of the right arm completely resisted the terrifying recoil of the shotgun, and the muscles of the ferocious face shook wildly. Every time he took a step forward, the bullets would burst out!

Bang Bang!

The bullet casings fell to the ground, and the ground ping-pong!

"I know who you are and what your purpose is, but you little bat who wants to be a hero, you're in the wrong place!"

Along with the yellow flames from the muzzle, besides the bullets, there was also his loud roar.

The moment he heard the gunshot, Wei Chen raised his cloak and rolled sideways on the spot.

The hook gun in his hand was thrown out, and then the whole person flew up, hiding again like a hunting animal.

"Where can you hide? My men will rush in soon and beat you into a hornet's nest!"

Randy Hawkins let out a strange smile, and the muzzle of the gun was always aimed in one direction steadily.

Butcher and the others who were hiding in the corner watched the field nervously, breathing more and more quickly as the gunshots roared.

"Mother's Milk" was a little puzzled, "Isn't Batman able to fly? And he also has the speed and strength to compete with the people of the motherland. Why would he avoid the shotgun attack?"

Frankie took a breath, "Dude, if you used the Internet as much as I do, you wouldn't ask this question. The reason why Batman can defeat the homelander is entirely because of his suit. It may be a little imprecise to say that. , but that suit definitely made his attack power soar by more than one notch!"

"If you look at the clothes Batman is wearing now, it's completely different from the suit he wore that night against the Homelanders. I seriously doubt that if he breaks away from that suit and uses the suit he is wearing now, he is even an ordinary man like us. people."

"Ordinary person? Come on, buddy, I don't think he is an ordinary person just because of the unconscious fist with the iron hood!" "Mother's Milk" felt that Frankie was talking nonsense.

Frankie shrugged.

"I only believe what I see. The fact is, he can't even fly with this suit of armor."

What French said was almost true, but he was wrong about one thing. Wei Chen's battle against the motherland is exactly the same as the battle uniform he is wearing now!

It's just the appearance of the battle suit in different forms.

As long as Wei Chen thinks, he can instantly activate the low temperature, turn on the superconducting state of the suit, and make the suit have the abilities of invisibility, flight, super defense, power armor blessing, etc., soaring several times or even dozens of times in an instant.

Shotguns are still bombarding loudly in the field!

Randy Hawkins yelled loudly, "Surrender obediently, bat monster, I know your strength, you are just a clown who uses armor and tricks! Come out obediently, I will not kill you, I will just throw you into me Colosseum!"

"You talk too much nonsense!"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

A bat dart was suddenly thrown out of Wei Chen's hand and hit Randy Hawkins' wrist.

Immediately, the pitch-black figure used the rope thrown by the claw gun to kick the triad boss in the air.

boom!

He flew upside down and fell to the hard concrete floor.

I landed on my back, and there was a burning pain in my spine!

Shotguns and lockboxes bumped out and slid aside.

The direction in which the lockbox slid down happened to be on Butcher's side.

Facing the good luck that fell from the sky, Butcher would not be relentless. He grabbed the lockbox and hid it behind him.

Seeing that neither of them paid attention to this side, they handed the box to Frankie, "No matter what bullshit method you use, open it."

Frankie nodded, took out a small metal gadget from the buckle of his belt, and began to fiddle with the combination lock.

Randy Hawkins, who didn't notice that his box was being pried, struggled to get up from the ground.

Staring at Wei Chen with blood-red angry eyes, "You bat monster, you don't even know whose property you touched! You think you can fight us alone! No, you will never be able to fight against the people of this city! Evil and capital struggle! Because it is inherently powerful! And you are just one person!"

The corners of Wei Chen's mouth turned up slightly behind the bat helmet, "What's the crime in this city? Water Company, or those superheroes? Let's not talk about alarmist talk, you're just a little boy who transported Compound No. 5 for Water. "

Randy Hawkins heard Wei Chen's words, like a drake whose throat was pinched, and the clamoring words stopped abruptly.

He looked at Wei Chen with a shocked expression on his face, no longer the arrogance and certainty of victory that he had before.

"By the way, let me tell you something."

Wei Chen took a step back and told him in a hoarse voice, "The little monster in your Colosseum has been released!"

"What?"

Hawkins looked back suspiciously.

It turns out that he saw the thing that frightened him the most!

A pair of hands stained with black blood suddenly covered his eyes.

Hawkins, whose vision was blocked, felt a sharp pain in his eyes.

The eyeballs seemed to be removed by something, thick blood flowed out from the eye sockets, and the pain that touched the soul made him howl loudly.