"Come on, you bastards, give it to me!" the scarecrow beat and kicked and let the other prisoners rush to Batman. "Kill this pervert for me and kill him!"
Unfortunately, how can these unarmed prisoners be Batman's opponents? With one punch, they all lie on the ground.
Don't worry, they must not be dead now.
Batman walked steadily down from the high wall. Still standing in front of her were elite prisoners with weapons, as well as doctors, Scarecrows and Haley Quinn.
"What are you?"
The doctor leaned on a long stick and said coldly.
"I am Batman. I come from the dark and fall in the dark to punish anyone who hurts this city."
After Batman made some lines with twenty feet, he suddenly turned into a dark shadow and rushed to the doctors and others. The doctor gave him a long stick, and the blue arc flew all over the sky to protect him. At the same time, the scarecrow sprayed thick fog all over his body and swallowed the whole square in the blink of an eye.
With a dull hum, Batman flew into the air, flew out of the smoke and landed steadily on the steps of the high wall.
Unlike the smog outside, the more intense gray fog soon dissipated. But the doctor and the scarecrow were gone, and the rest, including Haley, were all prisoners with red eyes and swollen muscles.
"Bang Bang..."
The prisoners raised their guns, aimed at Batman and pulled the trigger. The bullets roared and hit the wall, making a jingling sound and fire. With debris flying, Batman dodged in the rain of bullets. Even a bullet didn't hit him.
Soon the bullets were out, and the prisoners howled and rushed at Batman with guns.
When the gun runs out of bullets, Batman doesn't have to be afraid. He flies down and punches out. But as soon as he touched Batman, he felt something wrong. These red eyed prisoners were stronger than ordinary people. They couldn't fly each other with one punch.
"Aha?" hell said, with a strange expression on his face. "Is it magic that Bruce turned out a Batman uniform out of thin air? But it looks so powerful that he can't even stop bullets."
Sharon, who was standing next to Ah Fu, received the information from his separation, raised his eyebrow and said to Ah Fu, "has Bruce's armor been made?"
"Armor?" Ah Fu was stunned. "The raw materials have just been bought and haven't been assembled yet."
"Where is it?"
"Back."
Ah Fu knocked on the keyboard, and a sealed door opened, revealing huge black boxes.
Sharon felt it and shook his head: "the quality is average."
"The most advanced nano materials take the most advanced individual armor of Wayne group as the prototype, and a pair of armor is at least $30 million."
Ah Fu smacked his tongue.
"That's also normal," Sharon suddenly frowned. "Sands? Brush? Bruce still wants to draw the Dharma array on the armor?"
"Er..." Ah Fu opened his mouth, "then I don't know."
He hesitated: "does magic really exist in this world?"
Sharon didn't speak, and with a wave of his hand, a black sword edge gathered around him. At the same time, the black boxes broke, and the materials in them danced out, condensed with the black blade he condensed, and soon a pair of black armor with strange patterns appeared in front of him.
The shape is as like as two peas in Bruce's Batman uniform. It looks just as tall as it looks. The difference between them is like the gap between Geely and Bugatti Veyron.
"Minister Sharon, who are you?"
Ah Fu was stunned.
"Count my gift to Bruce." Sharon smiled. "Where's the drone? You hurry to take it to the madhouse. Later, I'm afraid he'll be turned by those muscle men."
"What?"
Ah Fu was startled, quickly put the armor into the UAV, and then controlled the UAV to rush out of the cave.
Sharon wanted to stay and watch Batman's debut, but his cell phone rang. Take it out. Tina called.
"Hey, boss, where are you?"
"Didn't I tell you? Gotham."
"Stop playing in Gotham and come back quickly. New York will be in chaos."
Sharon looked serious: "what's the matter? With you, can the devil called Ge turn the sky?"
"The devil's name is aimontbee," Tina said anxiously. "If it's just it, it's OK, but now it's strengthened. It's impossible for us to defeat it alone."
"Why can't you fight?" Sharon wondered. "Isn't it just that you can't fight to death? Don't kill it and let Sam seal it?"
"But the key is that he's mutated now," Tina said a few times. "It'll split if you hit it. Who can stand it."
"What?"
Sharon was stunned.
When Gotham was attacked by poisonous smoke, Tina, Dr. bloom and others had arrived at the hole pulled out by emontbee. Looking at the dark hole and the rumbling sound of water from below, Tina snorted, "it looks like someone has to go down and blow that guy out."
Everyone looked at each other. After a while, their eyes returned to Tina.
Tina raised her eyebrows: "no, why should a beautiful woman like me do such a job?"
Looking at Tina Jiao's appearance, other agents felt their blood boiling, red faced and speechless. Dr bloom sighed as he looked at his men. He used to feel that these agents were elite, but now he looks like a baby in kindergarten. Tina leads him by the nose every move.
"I'll go down."
Fish man Abby came forward and volunteered.
Tina shrugged without objection.
Then the hell Baron came over. After so long, he finally woke up. Scratched his red forehead and didn't dare to look at Tina at all. He said to Abby in a loud voice, "be careful when you go down and come up quickly if you have something."
Abby stared at him: "I still use your nonsense. I don't want to go down at all."
"Don't worry, you take this." Tina handed over a round stone. "When you get down there and find armontby's attention, you'll crush the stone."
Abby took the stone and asked, "what's the use of this thing?"
"There's a kind of magic seal in it, but it instantly seals aimontbee in it." Tina smiled triumphantly. "It's an extremely powerful blind man. It took nine cattle and two tigers to make it. It's said that the success rate is 99%
"Only 99%? What if I meet the remaining 1%?"
"Then run quickly. I'll meet you at the mouth of the cave."
“……”
Looking at Tina's serious expression, Abby swallowed his saliva. Somehow, he felt that his trip was bad.