My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

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The galloping Batmobile made a powerful roar.

Robert sat in, no, he should have been stunned the moment he lay in the Batmobile.

Before he became a reporter, he was considered a son of a wealthy family, the last self-willed rich second generation.

Buying and buying luxury goods, bubble chicks, can only be this degree of willfulness at most.

The guy in front of him is much more willful than him.

Various and magical high-tech equipment, projection screens, three-dimensional projection machines, and control screens that are suspected to be loaded with weapons.

Before, when he was standing outside and filming, he thought that the car was just modified with something like an engine, but when he entered the interior, Shet, there was a thick layer of armored equipment hanging on the wall of the car, almost blinding his eyes.

It's not a car at all, it's simply an armored car.

Add up your Koenigsegg and Corvette, and it is estimated that they are not worth as much as this car.

He instantly developed a surging admiration for Batman.

This guy is not only mysterious, but also has money to play.

If he doesn't wear a mask, he must be a charming person with taste.

Robert developed a strong curiosity about Batman's identity.

Why does he hide his identity? Don't all of Walter's superheroes reveal their identities?

He thought about the question again.

Just as he was thinking about it, the Batmobile controlled by Eric gradually drove into an unfamiliar area.

"Uh, Batman, where are we going?"

Robert asked worriedly.

"Military Memorial."

Eric coldly said a location, then pressed the button to turn on a projection screen.

After the location was entered on the projection screen, the Batmobile began to drive itself.

Picked up Bob's phone, "Is there a device that can disable the opponent's drone? Prophet."

"prophet."

Bob was a little confused about the name he was suddenly given, but he quickly realized that Eric might have someone around him and it was inconvenient to call him by his first name.

"Electromagnetic pulses can paralyze the drone's system. Even if the other party restarts the system, it will take a certain amount of time."

"Very well, Prophet, get your EMP gear ready and drop it over the military memorial with a drone. I'll wait there."

"As you wish, Boss."

The Batmobile turned a corner and quickly veered into another road.

"Mr. Batman, do you mind if I ask how much is this car?"

Robert is usually a good owner of money. Faced with such a luxurious and arrogant car, he couldn't help but want to ask the price.

"forget."

It was an arrogant sentence, but Robert didn't think the other party was lying.

In fact, Eric really didn't know how much it cost.

The parts for the Batmobile were all made by Bob, who spent a lot of money and money, and collected parts from all over the world.

Not only money, but also sufficient contacts and resources.

"Where do I go to find someone if I want to modify a car like this?"

Unable to resist the temptation, the big reporter Robert asked Eric.

"do not know."

Still a cold answer.

"Okay, as expected."

He shrugged his shoulders.

While he was visiting the various high-tech equipment in the Batmobile, Eric, who was driving the Batmobile, encountered some small troubles.

A "python" sentry drone suddenly followed from behind.

"Anaconda" UAV, a 3-round enhanced modified large UAV developed on the basis of "Double-tailed Scorpion" UAV, with a weight of 3200KG, a load of 1.4 tons, a maximum cruising speed of 400 kilometers per hour, and can be operated at 9000 8 hours of continuous cruise at an altitude of meters.

It is an armed drone carrying air-to-ground missiles and guided bombs, as well as a powerful sub-munition weapon.

After capturing Eric's Batmobile, it flew towards this side immediately.

A series of cluster bombs were dropped.

Boom boom boom!

The sub-bomb bombs disintegrated in the air into hundreds of tennis-ball-sized bombs, which were thrown at the Batmobile.

Use the quantity characteristic to increase the coverage and damage range of sub-munitions, and immediately cover the entire block.

Just behind the Batmobile, a building was hit by a bomb and turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Building stones and flammable objects with black flames fell from the sky like hail.

The huge roar almost shook the ground.

Sitting in the noise-proofed car, Robert felt his ears ringing.

His head was dazed by the shock, his vision became blurred, and the outside seemed to be surrounded by smoke.

"Sit down!"

Eric let out a low growl and immediately took control of the Batmobile and controlled it to drift to the left.

A bunch of bombs exploded in front of him.

The smoke and dust quickly filled the line of sight.

The Batmobile made a sour screeching sound as it evaded the cluster bomb and headed off to another street.

"What are we going to do? Mr. Batman?"

Robert, who was almost spit out by the bump, shouted in horror.

In the sound of the explosion, Eric still calmly controlled the chariot to shuttle back and forth in the alley.

"Sit up and keep your voice down, that's what helped me the most."

Depress the clutch and control the front of the Batmobile to spin in place.

squeak!

The Batmobile, which had drawn a black circle on the ground, turned around and faced the direction of the drone.

He slammed on the accelerator and rushed towards the drone.

The surrounding garbage cans and debris were affected by the pond fish and smashed into pieces.

The first round of drone bombs have been dropped and are now in the cooling phase.

Eric is ready to use this opportunity to solve the drone.

The speeding Batmobile turned into a black lightning bolt.

Robert was lying on the safety seat, looking at the fast passing scenery outside the window, the panic value in his heart had risen to the highest level.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

He thought that Mr. Batman might have gone crazy, otherwise he had already escaped the bombing of the drone, why did he turn back.

Only a lunatic would do that!

Eric's tone, who was controlling the Batmobile and rushed towards the drone, still didn't change much, as if he didn't know what fear and tension were.

"Bring back the disadvantage!"

So he answered.

That's how it acts.

Running over dust and debris, the Batmobile dashed out of the narrow streets to face the hovering drone.

100 meters ~www.readwn.com~ The flames spewed from the rear of the Batmobile roared and rushed towards it at an accelerated rate.

"no...no...no!"

Robert, who clung to the seat belt with both hands, kept shouting.

50 meters.

Eric's hand holding the steering wheel is unusually firm.

Stimulated by adrenaline, he was calmer than usual and his mind worked faster.

10 meters.

At this time, the "python" drone has completed the targeting and positioning of the Batmobile, and the air-to-ground missile is ready to launch at any time.

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