Marvel Comics: Starting with the Ability to Replicate Superhuman Talents

"Wow!"

In the stinky sewage, an afterimage suddenly jumped towards the stone steps.

Of course, the one who came out of the bath was not the bikini girl, but Mr. Batman, who was wearing a black battle suit and a few rotten vegetable leaves on his bat mask.

Sniffing the unpleasant smell on his clothes, Batman, worthy of being a ruthless person, walked towards the depths of the cave without changing his expression.

His escape route was naturally the maze where Gino locked Batman up last time. Now the smart Batman decided to do the opposite and lure Lei Xiaogu and the League of Assassins here.

Batman reached out and took out a detoxification capsule from his bat belt, put it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed.

What if Batman could become a first-line hero? He never fell into the same pit twice. Last time, after being forced to drink hallucinogenic drugs by Gino and seeing his dead parents, Batman developed a method that could solve the problem on the market. Antidote tablets for most poisons.

As the drug takes effect and the hallucinogenic effect weakens, Batman can barely see the scene in front of him clearly.

The familiar owl statue stands at the entrance.

Batman casts his gaze down the maze.

Since he was trapped last time, he has memorized the various routes of this maze in his head.

To put it in Eastern strategic terms, it means that the right time, right place, and the right people take advantage of the first two.

Without much hesitation, Batman gently dropped his cape and strode toward the maze.

When he blends into the darkness and waits for an opportunity, it will be his home court.

Not long after he left, the assassins from the League of Assassins quickly followed Batman's escape route and found the maze.

"owl?"

The leader was none other than Lei Xiaogu, who had given Batman a few darts. The old man stared at the owl statue with a sarcastic face.

Of course he learned what happened from Thalia, the spy his unfilial daughter brought to Gotham.

A group of huge councils that had been operating for more than 100 years were destroyed overnight by a mysterious masked man.

Lei Xiaogu felt that if a force was so miserable, it might as well be killed by a piece of tofu.

en, the old guy has also traveled in Asia, so he naturally knows some slang.

He waved his hand, and his subordinates burst into the maze like beans.

Lei Xiaogu naturally knew what Batman was thinking.

After all, he is also a master of strategy. Isn't he just using his geographical advantage to counterattack?

But Lei Xiaogu, as the leader of the Assassin Alliance, didn't care.

And he found a very interesting thing. This masked man in black uniform never seemed to kill anyone.

In Lei Xiaogu's view, what is the difference between this and psychosis? How can you protect what you want to protect without killing people?

Therefore, in Lei Xiaogu's view, this is also a battle of ideas. He wants to force the masked man to kill, break the other party's principles, and kill people.

Lei Xiaogu stood quietly on the stone steps above the smelly ditch, looking up at the huge maze.

From time to time, a comatose assassin would be carried out of the maze entrance by his companions.

"leader!"

The captain of the assassin team knelt on one knee, his eyes frightened: "We can't find that guy."

"He is as invisible in the dark, and his lurking skills are extremely good."

"and"

The man stopped talking, Lei Xiaogu frowned slightly: "Go on."

"Moreover," the squad leader lowered his head to show respect, "I think his close combat skills have shadows of the Assassin's League."

This is not difficult to recognize. The close combat of the Assassin League is ranked among the best in the underground world. It is like a large sect in a novel about cultivating immortals. If they are taught by the same master, you can always tell the clues.

"You mean he was once a member of the League of Assassins?"

Lei Xiaogu's eyes narrowed, and he thought of a young man he was quite optimistic about not long ago.

The other party was the best choice in terms of both understanding and character, and he had once thought of cultivating him as his successor.

It's a pity that the young man didn't have martial ethics and ran away without saying a word after learning the skills.

"interesting."

Lei Xiaogu glanced at the narrow maze.

In this kind of terrain, his sword couldn't be used at all.

So the old man dropped his sword and walked into the maze wearing only his leather armor.

As a martial arts master, Lei Xiaogu is equally confident in his boxing and kicking skills.

After stepping into the maze, Lei Xiaogu discovered that the path in this maze was complicated and difficult to find. Sometimes he would turn left and end up back to the same place inexplicably.

Lei Xiaogu was silent for a moment, looking at the ten-meter-high wall.

He was certainly not a fool. Since he couldn't get out, he might as well jump up the wall to see what was going on.

The old man bent his legs slightly to gather strength, and when he was about to jump up, there was a roaring wind behind him.

Without looking back, Lei Xiaogu made a beautiful backward and bent posture to dodge, then turned around and looked to his side.

A tall figure was slowly walking out of the corner of the maze tunnel.

Batman, wearing a black cape, stared at Lei Xiaogu expressionlessly, but the dart he had shot at the opponent was already stuck in the wall and trembling slightly.

This was undoubtedly a warning. Batman stared at the old man, the blue eyes in his mask were full of indifference, and said slowly: "Get out of my city!"

There were no fancy moves, and there was no escaping from each other.

Lei Xiaogu and Batman soon fought together.

The collision of fists and palms was mixed with kicks, and the battle between the two was tense.

But Lei Xiaogu became more and more frightened as he fought. Just as his subordinates reported, there were hints of the Assassin's League in the opponent's moves.

Another punch struck, and Lei Xiaogu seized the gap and kicked Batman's arm, which was raised to block, and used his inertia to jump back and distance himself.

If Lei Xiaogu's original expression was just a bit playful, then the old man's cold eyes at this moment seemed to eat Batman alive.

No one likes a traitor, and after the previous confrontation, Lei Xiaogu also determined that the other party was a homeless man who had escaped from the Assassin's League not long ago, and called himself Buslu.

"Traitor." Lei Xiaogu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he whistled to summon nearby assassins to come.

Lei Xiaogu no longer planned to play the cat and mouse game, he wanted to overturn the table.

However, Batman took out his grappling gun and shot it into the wall.

He plans to move the battlefield and continue to consume the strength and energy of this group of assassins, at least until the Gotham police successfully intercept the truck carrying the dirty bomb.

However, the hook that was supposed to be hung on the wall suddenly came loose, as if someone had thrown it away.

A lazy and hoarse voice sounded above the two of them: "The pervert in the tights, and the eighty-year-old man who ran out of the mental hospital in the middle of the night, please stop what you are doing."

"Listen to what I have to say. Stop beating me. You won't kill anyone with this kind of beating."

"Be more brutal."

The two of them looked up at the same time.

On the high wall of the maze, a majestic figure stood on the wall with his hands in his pockets. A white owl mask covered his face and eyes. He tilted his head and looked at the two people, looking strange and scary in the darkness.