My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

The hands of the clock point to the ten o'clock mark.

In the manor gradually swallowed by night, Eric has not rested yet.

He was sitting in the living room, waiting for Leslie.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long, and Leslie came back soon.

Leslie was naturally very happy to see Uncle Eric who had been reunited after a long absence.

The whole person is completely hung on Eric like a koala.

And also against Eric's exaggerated pectoral muscles with his choppy chest.

Trying to peel off Leslie's body, Eric was trying to catch his breath when Wonder Woman in golden and red armor stuck up again.

"Uncle Eric, did you see the 'Big Five' when you went to Africa?"

Leslie's eyes blinked curiously.

"What is the 'Big five'?"

"Well, doesn't Uncle Eric know? There are five very large animals in Africa, lions, elephants, leopards, rhinos and buffaloes, 'Big five'."

Eric: "..."

After finally answering all of the curious children's questions, Eric had a chance to ask her about the red hood.

Leslie puffed up her cheeks indignantly, "If it wasn't for some guy making trouble behind the scenes, I would have caught him long ago."

"Troubleshooting? Isn't he alone?"

Leslie replied: "No, when I was about to catch him, a guy sneaked up on me. He ran so fast that he couldn't see him at all. He knocked me into the air and disappeared."

Eric touched his chin, "You mean someone sneaked up on you from behind and knocked you down while you were fighting with the red hood?"

"Yes, I suspect it's the locomotive, because he's the only one who can run so fast. But he didn't admit it, and said that there is a guy named Shockwave who also runs very fast, so you can't just suspect him alone."

"Then you are not injured?"

Eric asked concerned.

Leslie showed a confident expression, "Of course not, no one can beat me except Uncle Eric!"

"Then Queen Maeve...?"

Before Eric could finish speaking, Leslie rushed over in a fit of embarrassment.

After a while of jumping around, Eric raised his hands in surrender.

Sure enough, you can't pour cold water on a girl when she is proud, otherwise it will definitely end badly.

This law works no matter how old a woman is.

After Leslie stopped breathlessly, Eric asked her about the matter, "Then what impression do you have of that red hood?"

Leslie straightened his hair, "Well, I feel that his marksmanship is very accurate, his skills are very flexible, and his fighting skills are also very strong. In addition, he seems to be very smart, and he can always use terrain and props to cause me trouble."

Leslie had no low opinion of the Red Hood.

Eric already had concerns about the identity of the red hood, so he continued to ask, "Then why did the other party conflict with you?"

Leslie tilted his head, "I was patrolling over the Sunset Boulevard, and I happened to find a pharmaceutical factory stolen by a few masked guys driving a car, so I stopped them and was about to interrogate them hour......"

"They ended up being shot and killed."

Leslie shrugged his shoulders imitating Eric, "That red hood did it! Then I chased him, but he still ran away. Uncle Eric, you know all about the later things. "

"Murder to silence?"

Eric rubbed his chin, thinking.

I always feel that a big net is gradually approaching me!

Eric gradually smelled an unusual breath.

Though preoccupied, he would not show it, and after asking Leslie a few more questions, he sent her to bed.

Nothing to say all night.

On the second day, Eric got up early, booked a helicopter, and prepared to travel.

The destination is the underground laboratory on Governors Island.

This trip to Africa has been rewarding.

The new No. 5 compound, "Julie Stone", every release is definitely a big killer.

Entering the Governor's Island laboratory, he has not yet had time to show Bob his results.

Bob gave himself a surprise.

Eric looked at the Batmobile in front of him, dumbfounded.

He just mentioned his own idea a little bit, but he didn't expect Bob to actually design it.

A black car with visual impact lay in front of the two of them.

It's not so much a car as a tank.

Its shape resembles a P-38 Lightning fighter jet, with a protruding front suspension, and special wide tires set in front of the body like an F1 racing car, giving people a sense of strength and muscle.

"Equipped with a high-speed vortex engine, it can easily increase to 100Km per second in 5.3 seconds. The predecessor engine is a general-purpose V8 engine, and the body is equipped with a 'propane jet engine'. The material of the body is lanthanum-hydrogen superconductor, and superfine carbon is added. prime material."

Bob was a little proud, "When the speed exceeds 480Km, the car can even enter a temporary stealth state."

Eric doesn't think it's necessary. The car is so loud, and it's useful to be invisible.

This is not a stealth plane.

Bob continued to introduce eloquently, "The car is equipped with automatic cruise technology and can drive automatically. It is also equipped with all-round radar, so it is absolutely no problem to detect and scan enemy obstacles."

"Where are the weapons?"

Eric asked while walking around the car.

"A 65mm cannon, and a machine gun capable of firing 200 rounds of tranquilizer a minute, with rocket-propelled grenades."

Bob has been obsessed with designing "tanks" lately, and has left everything about Compound 5 aside.

As a car lover, although Eric wanted to complain about the practical value of this car, he couldn't help but want to try it out.

Even if it can't be used in battle, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the street to open it, it is an extremely cool existence.

He wisely didn't ask how much it cost.

After all, they have become local tyrants, so let's indulge in extravagance.

"Can I take a test drive now?"

He poked his head out of the cockpit and asked Dr. Bob.

"Not yet, there is a problem with the power system."

Bob smiled awkwardly.

"Well, just hope it's not a concept car."

Eric jumped out of the car regretfully.

"Okay, that's it for the car, I have to admit Bob you've done a good job. But what's going on with Compound Five?"

Eric asked Bob, leaning back on the Batmobile.

The complacent expression on Bob's face changed, and he said bitterly: "Boss, I'm not an expert in this field after all. Although the progress has been catching up, there is no major breakthrough yet."

Eric was not very surprised by this answer, "Understand, that's why I'm here."

He ordered Andy and James to bring in the box, "The sample of the new No. 5 compound, the energy stone born from the No. 5 compound, are all inside, can't there be any excuses this time?!"