I Play DC Hero In Marvel

Working hours, morning rush hour.

New York City is jammed into a mass, the streets are full of parked cars, and the pedestrians on the streets are rubbing shoulders.

Whoosh whoosh!

At this moment, a man on a flying skateboard and wearing a strange shirt, like a meteor, quickly passed from the sky above them.

The sonic boom has attracted a lot of attention.

"what!"

"Flyboard? Harry Osborn?"

"No, this guy has nothing to do with the Osborn Company...a new guy! Something must be happening!"

Seeing this scene, people looked at each other in dismay.

Some people thought that this product was Harry Osborn, who had just announced his debut and became a superhero, but other people who knew it rejected it and realized that something was about to happen.

Bold passers-by, unable to suppress their curiosity, quietly followed the dangling figure to the pier on the edge of Manhattan.

They saw that the strange figure on the flying skateboard stayed above the pier, looking at the row after row of bungalows under their feet.

"Come out, Flint Marko!"

The strange figure in the big guy's eyes was Phil who had just made his debut.

At this moment, his calm words resounded throughout the pier.

Many dockers saw the figures above their heads and noticed that things were strange and there might be changes, and they immediately fled the scene one by one.

After they moved away, they hid in a safe place and looked back at the scene.

Phil was still standing in the air.

Whoohoo!

The surrounding wind gradually became stronger, and the yellow sand was blowing in the sky, making it difficult for people to open their eyes, as if the sand in the sandbags carried on the cargo ship at the dock was all blown by this strange strong wind that came from nowhere. come out.

The far-flung audience realized something was wrong.

Sandstorm appeared very strange.

"Who are you?"

A deep voice came from the sandstorm.

"hey-hey!"

Phil heard the words and showed a proud smile: "My name is Evil, a full member of the Justice League, and I received orders from Batman to deal with you. However, on behalf of Batman, I can give you a chance to be captured... Honestly. Just hand over Justin Hammer, and you can get out in just a dozen years in prison."

"Humph!"

There was another cold snort in the wind and sand in the sky, and Flint obviously didn't intend to be captured by Phil's words alone.

Whoosh!

The next moment, the sandstorm seemed to form a tornado, carrying a huge force and killing Phil in mid-air.

at the same time.

The words Phil just deliberately revealed were heard by the onlookers around him.

Everyone was horrified.

This weird figure is actually an official member of the Justice League!

Goblin?

Another new superhero?

in addition.

From the conversation just now, they heard that the guy the evil ghost was going to deal with was actually the robber who kidnapped Justin Hammer!

"hiss--"

Someone took a breath.

"This is no small matter!"

...

Push the time back ten minutes.

Anton got off the plane at the New York airport and found the text message interface of his mobile phone.

It was a subpoena from Phil.

When things came to a critical moment, Phil certainly would not forget to report his plans to the boss.

After Anton agreed, Phil attacked decisively.

Arriving in New York, looking at the time, knowing that Phil was starting to dispatch at this time, Anton called the Continental Hotel.

"Anton, our people are ready!"

Winston was not nervous when he received the call from Anton.

He had contacted Phil before and knew the purpose of Anton's call.

"Very well, let all your people be dispatched."

Anton ordered: "Phil will entangle Flint Marco, and your goal is to catch Justin Hammer."

"no problem."

Winston nodded, and he patted his chest on the other side of the phone, promising to complete the task.

As one of the important spheres of influence of the High Table in the United States, the Continental Hotel has now become a rather unique part of the High Table forces.

The reason is naturally Batman.

The High Table could not bypass the Continental Hotel to contact Batman. To communicate with Batman or send a message to Batman, it must go through the Continental Hotel's channel.

This is the rule set from the beginning.

If the people at the High Table go privately to the Daily Clarion, or DC, as they did in the first place, to find Anton or Eddie with the intent of communicating with Batman, it would be breaking the rules.

It is worth mentioning that the High Table is a very disciplined organization.

Therefore, by virtue of the unique status of the Continental Hotel, Winston has a special status in the high table, and he has almost become an elder who is not in the editor other than a few elders.

At the same time, the strength of the Continental Hotel expanded, completely occupying Hell's Kitchen, and covering the entire New York.

Winston almost replaced Kim Bing as the voice of the New York underworld.

Of course, Winston knew very well that all the changes now were brought to him by Batman.

It is also impossible for him to forget how easily a figure in black armor and a flying cloak broke into his safe house that night a few months ago, with a calm tone, as if not murderous, but terrifying. Warn yourself.

"See you later."

Winston finished.

Dudu!

call ended.

Anton got in his own car that came to greet him and headed to the Manhattan Continental Hotel.

This is their agreed place.

The driver who came to greet Anton and drove the car was his employee, Eddie Bullock.

"I just had a phone call with Director Stacey, and he has arranged for the task force to go to the place designated by Phil to meet him."

Eddie said while driving: "George will be waiting for us at the Continental Hotel."

"Phil did a good job this time."

Anton nodded with satisfaction and praised: "When he comes back, he will write tomorrow's news by himself, and he can brag as much as he wants."

"I think so too."

Eddie laughed.

...

Manhattan, Docklands.

Phil and Sandman Flint fought fiercely in an instant.

As a mutant, Flint’s means are hard to guard against. Fortunately, Phil has long understood Flint’s ability and received Anton’s guidance. In these ten days, Donatello made it in advance. Have a batch of frozen guns and have plenty of magazines ready.

The freezing bullet of the freezing gun not only has a powerful impact, but also can instantly burst into extremely low temperature, and can freeze the target object into ice cubes in just a few blinks of an eye.

For details, refer to Captain Cold, the leader of the rogue gang in The Flash villain.

This guy can produce an absolute zero freezing gun in his hand, which is similar to the one in Phil's hand.

Of course, this one in Phil's hands is definitely not that powerful.

But it's quite enough to deal with the Sandman.

"Damn!"

Sandman Flint's face was ugly, and the freezing gun posed a lot of threats to him.

It's like a person with natural fruit ability encounters a strong man with domineering power, and his ability has lost most of its usefulness.

Flint, who has no ability advantage, can't be arrogant at all.

"Fei... devil, here we come!"

Sudden.

A truck approached quickly, causing cheers from the onlookers.

They are so familiar with this car!

The truck is covered with a pattern that is very familiar to New York citizens, which is the highly recognizable head of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

"You came just in time!"

Suppressing Flint, Phil, who was in the limelight, couldn't help laughing.

Everything was within his expectations.

Although Phil planned to make his debut in the public eye, he was cautious and did not put all his eggs in one basket.

Calling the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles is the double insurance he arranged.

Near the battlefield of Phil and the Sandman.

That is the dock area.

In a certain bungalow, Justin Hammer's face was very ugly when he saw Phil's incarnation of the evil spirit attacking.

He realized that he had been exposed to some people.

"Batman, Justice League... what are you trying to do?"

From the mouth of the guy called Evil Ghost, it can be known that some people here are referring to Batman and others.

Justin thought for a moment.

Although he didn't get an answer, he didn't hesitate to let the sand man Flint hold the person, pack up his own things, and plan to leave immediately.

boom!

Just opened the door.

"Hello, Mr. Hammer, welcome to the Continental Hotel!"

At the door, a black brother calmly looked at Justin Hammer in front of him and smiled.

Justin's face changed suddenly, and he closed the door immediately.

boom!

Seeing this, the black guy from the Continental Hotel didn't hesitate, kicked out, and opened the door that was about to close again, then grabbed Justin by the collar, lifted him up, and took him into the car on the side of the road.

Chi Chi Chi!

The car starts and moves away quickly.

The battle that belongs to Phil and the Sandman continues.

However, there were more Ninja Turtles arriving at the scene during the battle, and the appearance of the four turtles made the Sandman feel an unprecedented threat.

"Just grab it."

Phil stepped on the flying skateboard, suspended in the air two or three meters away from the main road, and a smile appeared on the face under the mask.

Four tortoises stood beside him, forming a formation to deal with the enemy not far away.

"I will never surrender!"

Sandman Flint glanced over the freezing gun in Phil's hand, and was very afraid.

For some reason, he gritted his teeth and showed a very unwilling expression.

"that's too regretful!"

Phil said lightly: "If you die, I will find a good host family for your daughter."

Hearing this sentence, Flint's pupils shrank, and the whole figure seemed to lose all strength and relax.

"and many more!"

Flint condensed the scattered sand around him, raised his hands, and withdrew all his strength, his face slumped: "Stop fighting!"

"It's your acquaintance."

Phil snorted and waved to the turtles behind him: "Donny, you should be wearing special electric shock handcuffs, right?"

...

Continental Hotel.

Justin Hammer was brought here.

"The high table?"

Justin suddenly realized, with a strange expression: "Are you from the high table?"

"If you are for the money, I can give you ten times as much."

He opened his mouth ten times, and did not hesitate to tempt him with heavy profits: "You must know who I am, I can take out this money, I am the chairman of Hammer Company!"

"The chairman of the Hammer company really has a lot of money!"

The sound of sneering came.

Justin Hammer turned his head and saw a not-so-familiar figure appeared in his sight.

"You are……"

Justin's eyes widened: "Anton Jameson! It's you!"