My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

In the dark street, Bucher, carrying Huey's "breast milk", and Frankie, who was in a coma from excessive blood loss, walked to a Toyota car on the side of the road together.

It wasn't their own vehicle, it was the vehicle they were going to steal.

"To be honest, I don't think this woman has any value."

"Breast Milk" glanced at the unconscious Himiko, "She is an extremely dangerous person, I'm afraid she will pull out your eyeballs when she wakes up, Frankie."

Frank seemed to have a strange feeling for the woman on his back, he shook his head, "No, I think she is an innocent person, and she won't hurt me either."

"You always have this strange feeling that the Mallory incident..."

"Hey guys, I think we should give Mr. Xavier a call."

Huey interrupted the quarrel between "Breast Milk" and French, and said in a weak voice.

It seemed that he still remembered that Wei Chen was their boss.

"Is that the billionaire? I saw the news about him, and I didn't think that this guy was secretly having trouble with the Walter Company. Speaking of which, I also saw reports that he went to the Walter Company charity dinner. He is really rich. insidious."

Frankie diverted his firepower and began to complain about Wei Chen.

Butcher felt that he had to have a good talk with this dead-headed fool, "Huey, if that **** Eric Xavier knew about the clues that we found Compound No. 5, instead of telling him, he acted without authorization. In prison, Compound 5 was taken by that eccentric Batman. What do you think he would think?"

Huey, whose mouth hurt as soon as he spoke, was a little stunned, "I don't know, it was you who said you got Compound No. 5 and then contacted the boss."

"Of course, of course it's me, but now the plan has changed, you just need to shut your **** mouth! Understand?"

Butcher stared at Huey and asked word by word.

"Er...Understood."

Huey quickly gave in.

"Very good, we have reached a harmonious consensus again."

Butcher shattered the car glass, showing a satisfied look.

The gunfight that took place on Kennedy Street quickly caught the attention of the police.

However, the dispatch of the police in this place was slow like a snail, and it was not until ten minutes after Butcher and the others left that the police arrived late.

The wounded lying all over the place, screaming and screaming, almost made all the police officers involved frown.

When they carefully jumped over the wounded and walked towards the basement, they saw an extremely frightening scene.

A corpse, lying on the ground like a broken doll, had its eyes gouged out, and thick black blood flowed from the eye sockets.

The abdomen seemed to be repeatedly inserted by sharp objects, all the internal organs were destroyed, and the whole ground was stained with blood.

The policeman with a low psychological endurance couldn't help but vomit.

A fat police officer with a beard crouched down and identified the face of the deceased, "This seems to be Randy Hawkins of the Triad. Who killed him? And with this cruel method?"

A young police officer came up to report, "According to the wounded, they were injured by Batman. Randy Hawkins was killed by a woman."

"woman?"

"Yes, the woman's identity, they hesitate and can't tell. I guess they know the inside story but refuse to tell."

The young police officer has just joined the job, and it seems that he doesn't know much about the rules of the police station, so he can speak bluntly.

The fat police officer shook his head, took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, and puffed out a puff of smoke, "This matter should not be under our jurisdiction. The triads have been in close contact with Walter Company. Now the most headache should be Walter. special."

"Looks like that Batman messed up their good."

The fat sheriff looked schadenfreude.

"It is enough to declare that ordinary gang fights are enough, and there is no need to investigate in depth."

The fat police officer directly defined the case.

In a corner outside the factory, the "Flash" locomotive looked at the police and ambulance personnel entering and leaving the factory, and couldn't help but swear, "Fake!"

He was carrying a blue satchel that contained Compound No. 5 that he was about to trade.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the trading location, I found that the old nest was taken away.

Really beeps the dog's mood!

......

Watta, in the battle meeting.

The motherland clenched his teeth, and the corners of his mouth shook wildly.

That means that he will send out his anger at any time, and the locomotive quietly took a step back in order not to be affected.

"So, what about Compound 5?"

The natives face the locomotive and ask without a smile.

"Uh..." The locomotive was at a loss for words, "Sorry, it was taken by Batman!"

"Did you know?" The native stood up from his seat and stared at him with those eyes that could kill him at any time, "Sometimes I don't say it, it doesn't mean I don't know."

"Gudong!" The locomotive swallowed, feeling that things might be bad.

"The bat took Compound 5, why would he know there? The whole company, except me, only you know about it. And you, the locomotive, seem to be hiding something small from me. …”

He pressed the locomotive's stiff shoulder with his hand, "You have been secretly using Compound 5 for the past few weeks."

The locomotive hurriedly explained, "Dude, I've been useless for several weeks, really. I've quit!"

"Well, I may believe you, but..." The strength in the hands of the motherland gradually increased, "I may also think that it was you who ingested Compound No. 5 and caused the information leak."

"No...no," the locomotive hastily defended, "maybe...maybe my girlfriend, uh, I don't know, but man, you gotta believe me, we're in the same boat, I I can't betray you."

The natives were silent.

The locomotive did not dare to move until after a long while, the native said, "Then find out who leaked the news. Also, what about the Asian woman?"

Feeling the escaped locomotive, he breathed a sigh of relief, "She's gone too, but I'll find her, definitely."

"Very good, I'll give you a chance."

The native let go of the hand on the shoulder of the locomotive, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the night outside the window, "That bat, since he likes to meddle in his own business and be a hero so much, we will prepare a gift for him, a gift bag of the century. "

"Bring together the super terrorists we can control now, those super villains in Asia, Africa, Europe, and the United States, and say there is a big thing they need to do. Humph! Since bats like playing games so much, I'll be fine Play with him!"

The corner of the motherland's mouth showed a crazy smile. Facing Wei Chen's repeated provocations, he finally decided to take the initiative.

And, if you want to play, you need to play a big one!