My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

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After saying goodbye to Maeve and Deep Sea, Eric continued to drive the Batmobile on the road.

He needs to find out where the hostages are being held as soon as possible.

boom!

The flames of the Batmobile rose outwards, and Eric had just turned a corner when he received a call from Bob.

"Boss, before you act again, I think I should listen to the analysis report of the Arkham Knight's forces that you want. This is what Cullen just sent to me. He used satellite radar for more accurate detection."

"Go ahead, Bob."

"I set up computer analysis reports to transmit to you, and provide you with real-time threat levels of mercenaries in different areas of the island."

"OK."

Eric turned on the personal computer terminal on his wrist, and a three-dimensional map of Governor's Island appeared.

Bob's voice came from the communicator, "As you can see, a large area of ​​Governor's Island is occupied by the enemy, and a large number of drones control the streets. The east coast is a stronghold of mercenaries, and it is surrounded by wide-area radar and missile launchers. Protected, I suggest you stay away from there."

"So it's possible that all the hostages on the island are there?"

"It's not bad to speculate like this, but, Boss, I don't recommend that you take action without sufficient preparation."

"Thanks, Bob, I'll figure out what to do. Keep listening and detecting the enemy."

After disconnecting the communicator, Eric turned a corner and controlled the Batmobile to drive towards the east coast.

Just driving to the direction of the tower, I suddenly found a team of mercenaries punching and kicking a guy.

It seemed like a commoner.

Control the Batmobile to slow down and activate the Batmobile's ejection device.

Eric was ejected instantly.

Use the bat cloak to control the direction and land smoothly.

For these guys, no need to talk nonsense with them.

Unlocking the super physical combat ability, it only took two seconds for Eric to subdue two soldiers with guns.

Then a quick and sharp counterattack blocked, and a dozen hired workers howled and fell to the ground.

Even if they are well-equipped and well-armed soldiers, they are not Eric's enemies.

Walking towards the civilian who was lying on the ground holding his head, Eric asked him in a hoarse voice, "Are you okay?"

The curly-haired, thin white young man opened his eyes, saw Eric's appearance, and shouted in surprise: "Batman?"

This unlucky guy is none other than CNN's special reporter, following the photographer of the Marine Corps - Robert Capa.

According to regulations, he had to go back by boat with the retreating Marines, but because he wanted to get big news, he sneaked into the island alone.

Unexpectedly, just after crossing a street, he was discovered by the enemy's drone.

The mercenaries who heard the news quickly subdued him, then punched and kicked him.

When the camera and head are protected and ready to be attacked by these bastards, Batman appears.

This overjoyed the big reporter who had been chasing Batman so hard, and instantly felt that the meal was worth it.

"It's me, you're safe!"

Eric reached out to him and pulled him up.

hum!

A roaring and violent voice came from behind Eric.

It was the sound of a motor running at full speed.

A yellow Pitbull jeep crashes into Eric.

Like a runaway wild horse, it rushed to him in an instant.

The other party wanted to kill Eric.

Embracing Robert Capa, Eric shot the Grab Gun into the sky.

boom!

The sharp hook gun shot at the corner of the tower, and Eric and Robert were taken away from the place.

The jeep hit the fountain behind Eric, and with a bang, it shattered the surrounding marble.

At the same time, the jeep rolled uncontrollably to one side.

Bang!

The yellow jeep rolled over with a loud bang.

On the top of the western-style tower, on a protruding stone pillar, Eric put down Robert, who was holding his shoulders, "Stay here, someone will come to rescue you."

"No, Batman, don't put me here, this place is completely out of control, I want to follow you."

He didn't believe that anyone in this place would come to save him.

"Trust me, you're far safer staying here than following me."

"Mr. Batman, I'm a reporter and you have to trust my professionalism."

Follow Batman, you can get big news, ghosts know how to choose!

After pondering for a while, Eric agreed to his request.

"OK, you're sitting in the Batmobile, no matter what happens, you can't come out, understand?"

There are three special seats in the back of the Batmobile, which can carry people.

"Okay, everything is up to you, Mr. Batman."

Robert naturally had no objection.

After using the hook gun to descend from the tower, the two came to the Batmobile.

Seeing such a stylish chariot, Robert's eyes straightened.

This... This is the muscle car that men dream of!

He picked up the camera, faced the Batmobile, and shot wildly.

While taking pictures, he made a sound like an idiot, "Perfect! This is simply the most perfect and profound art of car design!"

"Robert? That's your name, isn't it?"

"Yes, Mr. Batman."

"Very well," Eric said to him in a low voice, "I hope you can save power before you run out of power in the camera."

"Uh, yes, sir."

Hearing Eric's warning, he took back the camera angrily.

However, facing the Batmobile, his interest was instantly ignited again.

"Well, where do I sit in this cool looking car? I mean, how do I get in."

Turning around the Batmobile, Robert didn't find anything like the door.

"here."

Following Eric's words, the back cover of the Batmobile slowly rose.

A black metal seat like a baby chair extends out.

This is inspired by the safety chair Bruce Wayne prepared for Arkham criminals such as the Joker and Poison Ivy.

"That...? Am I going to sit on this?"

Robert asked uncertainly.

He expected a negative answer from Eric.

Eric nodded, dashing his hopes in an instant.

"Well, even though this looks like a baby chair, I hope it doesn't really treat me like a baby."

Robert sat up tremblingly.

As soon as I sat on it, a piece of protective equipment like riding a roller coaster extended from the upper part of the safety seat.

Bind his shoulders and secure him firmly to the seat.

Embarrassed! Is this a ride in the Batmobile or a ride over Car Hill.

Robert couldn't help swallowing nervously.

Although he wanted to repent, but seeing Batman's cruel look, he swallowed what he wanted to say.

After the system confirmed that the seat belt was fastened, it issued a recovery command, and the seat moved backwards, taking Robert back into the car.

Robert: "...Can I go back on my word?"

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