Transformers In Marvel

"What is this? A robot?"

"Kill this damn thing!"

The gangsters were killed by a little guy, and all kinds of broken limbs and arms were everywhere. They scrambled and fired indiscriminately, but the little Transformers were too nimble to get a bullet or two now and then.

Every time the little Transformers come and go, there must be someone screaming and falling down, clutching their forever lost feet in pain.

"This thing is... you are that mechanic? You are a nobleman of the Stark Group, why are you fighting against our Falcon family!"

Aaron, the leader, shot indiscriminately, and the little Transformer avoided him under Downey's conscious control. He wants to save Aaron's life and ask for some information.

Anderson was dumbfounded. He clenched his fists tightly. He was planning to go all out, but he didn't expect this boss to be so strong that he almost killed the group of people in an instant! mechanic? Is this young man the one who has been mentioned so often lately? If it's this person, maybe he can really overthrow the Falcon family...

Just in Anderson's wild imagination, the entire narrow alley almost turned into a small purgatory, with the corpses of gang members everywhere. Many people had their ankles cut off and screamed terribly. For such people who were still alive, Downey shot them in the head and sent them on their way.

In the end, only Aaron survived alone, and Aaron was almost terrified. It is true that he is a small boss, but where has he experienced this kind of enemy, the extraordinary level is not something that a person like him can participate in.

"You... monster!" Aaron muttered to himself, with a few drops of blood still on his face.

Downey kicked Aaron against the wall, strangled his neck, and asked, "Tell me your position, all the information you know, and who sent you here? And the Falcon family?" some strongholds."

"I know!" Anderson stared at Aaron with a bit of resentment in his eyes. It was Aaron, the lackey who took the lead in destroying his family. "It's no secret that some of the Falcon family's strongholds, including several hotels, are all Falcon's. industry."

Aaron's face was livid, and the hand on his neck was pinching him like iron tongs, making him almost out of breath.

"The Falcon family sent me to clean up those who are not good for the family, and to strangle all possible signs of hostility in the cradle..." Aaron said out of breath.

"Lie, your heart beat a few times faster just now." Donnie said expressionlessly.

Sure enough, Aaron's face changed. He took a few quick breaths, calmed his heartbeat, swallowed and said, "Someone gave me money to come here at this time to get rid of Anderson and you."

"Oh? Wayne Enterprises sent you?"

"It should be... that person shot very boldly..."

creak!

In the next second, Downey broke Aaron's neck. Anderson looked at this scene a little blankly, his head was a little dazed, and he didn't understand what was going on.

"Wayne Enterprises? Aren't you a representative of the Stark Group? What are they doing to get rid of you? And Aaron is a member of the Falcon family, that's right, the rats in Gotham City know this." Anderson asked blankly road.

"Do you really believe what he said?" Downey looked at Anderson meaningfully, "His first sentence was indeed a lie, and his operation this time was not sent by the Falcon family at all, because they didn't need to take it lightly." Being my enemy is not worth the loss..."

Donnie paused, then continued: "But again, his second sentence is still a lie... The heartbeat is a very funny thing. The first time a lie is exposed, it will speed up the heartbeat of a person, and then Lying again makes it difficult to pass a heartbeat test."

"Besides, it doesn't matter if it's from Wayne Enterprises or not, because whether it is or not, the result is the same... A person like him doesn't know much." Downey narrowed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to hold the little one. Put it away, and slowly left the alley.

Anderson looked around blankly,

Donnie's words were a little cloudy, which confused him. How do you call "all the same", who is that? When Anderson looked up again, Downey's figure had already gone away. Anderson's face was cloudy and uncertain, and finally he gritted his teeth and quickly followed.

As long as Downey doesn't reject him, he will follow Downey! And this person just came to Gotham not long ago, so he must need a boss. He, Anderson, grew up in this city since he was a child, and he is the best boss!

An ordinary car on the side of the road spontaneously drove into the alley without driving, turned into a two-meter-high Transformer, gathered the corpses together and threw them into the car. Then he left quietly without disturbing anyone.

...

A few hours later, someone found fresh blood all over the alley and called the police. Several police cars roared and surrounded the alley, and a team of policemen pulled up a strip to seal off the scene.

The old police officer Gordon, as one of the few conscientious policemen in Gotham City in recent years, is dedicated to the public and never accepts any bribes. From the Falcone era to the current Falcone era, he has always adhered to his principles .

"How's the situation? Is there any clue? Is it human blood or animal blood?" Gordon was the first to arrive at the scene. Not since the chaotic days of Falcone have there been such large-scale vicious events in recent years.

"The test results came out, it was all human blood, and it happened just a few hours ago." An on-site forensic doctor said.

"Call out the cameras in this area."

"All the cameras here have been artificially destroyed and cannot be viewed, and even fingerprints cannot be found here."

Gordon slammed his fist against the wall. What he hated most in his life was lawless criminals. Thanks to Batman, the dark knight, to fight criminals, the city finally became a little bit better.

That night, the bat light came on again, shining high into the clouds, carving a bat shadow in the sky. With the cold wind blowing, Gordon couldn't help wrapping himself in his overcoat. He was getting old and his bones were getting worse.

"There's a new trouble, a murder case." Gordon looked at the black figure that suddenly appeared, and was already accustomed to the way Batman appeared. The two of them have cooperated in this way over the years, talking about things and leaving when nothing happened.

"Who? Or the clown?" Batman was shrouded in shadows, asking with a hoarse voice that had been changed.

"It's hard to say, maybe it is, maybe it's not, this is the relevant report." Gordon handed the documents in his hand to Batman with a serious face, "Let's temporarily classify this case and the clown incident as one case, and focus on the investigation The whereabouts of the clown... But my instinct tells me that we may have new troubles."

"What a coincidence, I feel the same way."

Batman jumped down from the tall building, he opened his cloak, facing the biting cold wind, in the dark night sky, like a gigantic hideous bat, fiercely pounced towards his prey.