I Play DC Hero In Marvel Chapter 28: Your motorcycle is good

A long and narrow shadow was cast to the ground by the lights on the outer wall of the top floor of the Continental Hotel.

Shadow has wings on its back and two pointed ears, like a giant anthropomorphic bat.

Amid the exclamations, people raised their heads and looked into the distance.

I saw the source of the shadow, actually at the top of the Continental Hotel.

A tall and straight figure stands like a mountain, like a flying flag.

"Batman?"

Someone reacted immediately.

Many of the police officers present have seen this recently released popular movie.

Especially the police officer who happened to be patrolling Manhattan after receiving the report was stunned.

"This is this..."

The reporter got excited.

Big news!

The grievances between the Life Foundation and the Daily Bugle can be clearly seen from the recent public opinion war.

The revelations of the Daily Bugle put the Life Foundation in an extremely embarrassing situation, and its market value was almost halved.

Can Carlton Drake not be angry?

Send people from San Francisco to New York, across thousands of kilometers, to deal with the Daily Bugle, only to be stopped by the out-of-the-ordinary Batman.

The movie Batman happened to be the work of Anton Jameson, the grandson of the owner of the Daily Bugle.

Does Anton Jameson have any connection to Batman?

Is Batman connected to the Daily Bugle?

The reporters made up a big drama.

I looked at the police outside the Continental Hotel, looked at each other, and understood all of them.

Of course, it must be said that the New York City government has made great achievements in governance, and the police department solved the case quickly.

Private entertainment tabloids are the place for gossip news.

Change your vest!

This is the right way to eat.

Neither offend those in power nor miss any opportunity for a meal.

Kaka Kaka!

The flash lights up and down continuously.

Wow!

The wind blows.

The figure above the head turned into a huge bat, and the shadow projected on the ground suddenly spread.

With a sound of exclamation, Batman flew through the air, flying from the Continental Hotel to the building on the other side, and then disappeared into the darkness.

"Everyone, following actions are not allowed."

George Stacey looked ugly. After speaking to the reporters around him, he looked at the person in charge of the Continental Hotel: "Mr. Winston, would you mind going back to the police station with me?"

"Of course, to serve the people."

Winston is as good as it gets.

…

The next day.

"I'm going to file a report... These people were sent by the Life Foundation, and those San Francisco people wanted to destroy my hotel... The Life Foundation and the Continental Hotel have no grievances, their purpose is to take revenge on the Daily Bugle... …as to why, everyone knows it.”

San Francisco, Life Foundation headquarters building.

Seeing the news on TV, Carlton Drake was shaking with anger, his eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to rush into the TV immediately and fight Winston for three hundred rounds.

In addition, the Daily Bugle also published Winston's accusation against the Life Foundation on the front page today.

It caused a stir, an uproar.

The Life Foundation has been reduced to the point where everyone is shouting and beating.

The market value has been cut in half, not even a third of the heyday.

If it weren't for the valuable medical patents of the Life Foundation itself, the foundation is still solid, and it would have been delisted at this time in such a crazy and one-sided situation.

Bang!

Drake slapped the desk and stared at the head of the bodyguard in front of him.

"That's what you do for me?"

He couldn't control his anger, and slammed the things at hand at the head of the bodyguard in a swarm, so that the other party's head was bleeding and he didn't dare to make a sound.

"This is what you told me to do?"

The voice gritted his teeth, full of anger.

If Anton dies and faces such accountability, instead of being angry, he feels relieved, at least the goal is achieved.

What is this?

I lost my wife and lost my army.

Seeing today's news, Drake's brain was buzzing, and he felt that these people around him were trash.

Eddie can't catch it.

The combination of symbiotes and humans cannot advance the experiment.

Even the revenge was drawn in a bamboo basket, and the basket was washed away by the water.

It's so hard!

"Boss, the Continental Hotel is a killer organization. They violated the rules. We have reason to complain to the High Table."

The head of the bodyguard took a long time to calm down after seeing Drake, and couldn't help but say, "Winston will pay the price! The High Table will not let them go."

"Complaint?"

Drake gave him a cold look: "You still expect others? Last night, all the killers in the Continental Hotel were knocked down by Batman and taken to prison by the police. It's better to count on the High Table for help. Think first, what are we going to do with that Batman who turned out to be."

"This..."

The head of the bodyguard was stunned.

He has been in the underground world for many years. He is not well-known but excellent, and he knows a lot about the horrors of the Continental Hotel and the High Table.

In recent years, he went ashore and was recruited by the Life Foundation to become Drake's bodyguard, responsible for Drake's safety.

But he could never have imagined that the Continental Hotel, which is so famous in the underground world, was planted in the hands of this bat that suddenly appeared.

"Who is this Batman?"

The head of the bodyguard couldn't help but ask Drake: "Boss, if you can reach the Continental Hotel for peace talks, this person is by no means unknown."

"No name?"

Drake snorted, his face gloomy: "It's not a nameless person." He looked out the window coldly, without turning his head, "He is the one we want to kill."

"Anton?"

The head of the bodyguard opened his eyes wide, full of incredulity.

"Anton, Batman, Daily Bugle..."

Drake was too lazy to pay attention to his heartless confidant, and clenched his fists gradually as he muttered the names that gave him a headache~IndoMTL.com~.

…

New York.

A villa area.

Anton looked at Jameson in front of him, quite helpless.

"Old man, you've been staring at me all day, what are you trying to say?"

His face was full of sullenness, and he always felt that the old man's eyes were rather strange, and it didn't look like he was looking at a normal person anyway.

"When did you have this ability?"

Jonah Jameson clicked his tongue repeatedly, plausibly: "Batman? If you are really Batman, I will eat the newspaper in front of me immediately."

"Really?"

Anton raised his brows, entered the Batman state, and summoned the basic armor by the way.

Swoosh!

He changed his body and became the mysterious figure who caused the situation last night.

"Shet!!"

Jameson is stunned.

What he just said was just a test, not because he didn't believe Anton was Batman.

Of course, what I never expected was that Anton would reveal the secret to himself so easily and without concealment.

"You you you you..."

Jameson's speech was incoherent, his eyes widened, and he looked at Anton in armor, ignoring the mysterious tricks that Anton showed.

"I am merciful, respect the old and love the young, and you don't need to eat the newspaper."

Anton waved his hand again, returned to his original form, and said lightly: "But there are some things, you don't need to ask. Old man, you will slowly re-understand the world."

Jameson was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, childish and in high spirits.

"Where's your motorcycle?"

"I have to say, you inherited my taste, that motorcycle did a good job..."

"Let me try it out, hurry up!"