I Play DC Hero In Marvel

A long and narrow shadow was projected onto 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 huge anthropomorphic bat.

In the exclamation, people looked up and looked into the distance.

Seeing the source of the shadow, it was 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 even more stunned.

"This this 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 Clarion Daily put the Life Foundation in an extremely embarrassing situation, and its market value was almost halved.

Can Carlton Drake not be angry?

Sending people from San Francisco to New York, across thousands of kilometers, to deal with the Daily Bugle, but was stopped by Batman who turned out.

The movie Batman happened to come from the hand 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 all understood.

Of course, the bright side must say that the New York City government has made great achievements in governance, and the police department has solved the case quickly.

Private entertainment tabloids are the private place for gossip news.

Change your vest!

This is the right way to eat.

Neither offend those in power, nor let go of any opportunity for a meal.

Ka Ka Ka!

The flash keeps coming on and off.

Whoa!

The wind blows.

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

With exclamations, Batman swept through the air, flew from the Continental Hotel to the building on the other side, and then disappeared into the darkness.

"Everyone, following actions are not allowed."

George Stacy's face was 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 was kind.

...

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 for the reason , everyone knows that.”

San Francisco, Life Foundation headquarters building.

Seeing the news on TV, Carlton Drake was trembling with anger and his eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to rush into the TV immediately and fight Winston for 300 rounds.

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

Caused a stir, an uproar.

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

The market value is more than halved, and even one-third of the heyday is gone.

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.

boom!

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 smashed 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.

"Is that what you told me to do?"

The voice gritted his teeth, full of anger.

If Anton died and faced such accountability, instead of being angry, he would feel at ease, at least the goal was achieved.

what is this?

Lose the wife and surrender again.

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 the symbiote and the human, the experiment cannot advance.

Even the revenge is a bamboo basket to draw water, and the basket is washed away by the water.

too difficult!

"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 glanced at him coldly: "You still expect others? Last night, all the killers in the Continental Hotel were knocked down by Batman, and then taken to prison by the police. It's better to think about relying on the high table for help. , what do we do with that Batman who came out of nowhere."

"This……"

The head of the bodyguard was stunned.

He has been in the underground world for many years. He is not well-known but very capable. He knows the horrors of the Continental Hotel and the High Table well.

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 never imagined that the famous Continental Hotel in the underground world would fall into 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."

"Anonymous?"

Drake snorted, his face gloomy: "It's really 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 didn't bother to pay attention to his heartless confidant, and he clenched his fists gradually after muttering these few names that gave him a headache.

...

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 such a skill?"

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

"yes?"

Anton raised his brows and entered the Batman state.

Swish!

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

"Shet!!"

Jameson was 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 was incoherent, staring wide-eyed, looking at Anton in armor, directly ignoring the mysterious means 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 get to know the world again."

Jameson was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, full of childishness and enthusiasm.

"Where's your motorcycle?"

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

"Come out and let me try, hurry up!"