American comics: Random transformations

He was just about to retreat when he was stopped by Tian Xiaoban.

"Hey! Don't say I'm not giving you face. As long as you beat Robin, I'll let you go!

Robin, such a good punching bag is hard to find. Train hard!"

"You impolite brat!" Deathstroke glared at Tian Xiaoban, then turned around, deciding to get serious!

Chapter 33: Thieves Don't Leave Empty-Handed, Deathstroke's Treasure Hunt

"Before we fight, I want to ask, when you guys were fighting earlier, what was that thing you were saying about current drive? What is that? Technology or a technique?"

Deathstroke was very curious about what they shouted out when they made their moves earlier!

"Oh? As expected of the legendary mercenary Deathstroke. Your brain works pretty fast! You guessed it right away, amazing, amazing!"

Tian Xiaoban slowly clapped his hands in encouragement, very perfunctorily.

This attitude made Deathstroke feel like he might have guessed wrong.

"If you don't want to say, fine! I'll beat you up and you'll tell me eventually. My interrogation skills are always very practical!" Deathstroke held his sword in reverse grip and charged towards Jason with all his might.

Jason stood still and began to build up power: "Here it comes, current drive! Ten thousand volts, freaking lightning fist!"

The corners of Deathstroke's mouth under his mask rose in a smile. This guy's personality is so easy to understand, "So young, Robin."

Just as Jason's lightning fist was about two meters away from hitting Deathstroke!

Deathstroke suddenly fired a special steel cable from the sword hilt he was holding in reverse towards Wayne Manor.

Jason's pupils shrank. He was familiar with this thing! He and Batman often used grappling guns! Only Deathstroke had modified it into the sword hilt!

Deathstroke's forward direction suddenly changed, and he flew towards Wayne Manor.

Jason was completely broken by this shameless operation. He ran two steps and found that he wasn't as fast as Deathstroke: "F*ck, you're cheating!"

He angrily channeled the current to his legs, and a five-meter-long electric whip slashed towards the special steel cable!

Deathstroke seemed to sense something and pulled the steel cable hard, making his movement speed faster, just dodging the electric whip kicked by Jason!

"Robin's temper is really violent, far from Batman! Since Batman won't come out, I'll find him myself!"

Crack!

Deathstroke kicked the glass and broke into the window!

Tian Xiaoban quickly caught up with the running Jason, signaled him to stop, and said:

"Tsk tsk tsk, don't be impatient! Robin, just wait here. No need to chase him. Batman is still inside! We just need to guard outside, he will come out sooner or later!"

"Damn it! He clearly looked like he was going to duel with me just now, and then he actually ran away with a grappling hook! That damn coward!"

Jason couldn't get over it. The direction of the current drive changed, converging towards his legs, and his feet wrapped in lightning stomped hard on the lawn!

This caused the area to flicker because of the flashing lightning.

Tian Xiaoban comforted him: "Calm down, not everyone likes head-on confrontations. Most people's battles rely on deception and sneak attacks! As long as you keep practicing, keep getting stronger, you can become so strong in the future that..."

"Enough, I've heard enough of your rhetoric! One day I will face you head-on and beat you!"

"Hey, that's right, don't care about temporary gains and losses, Jason. In this world, as long as you are strong enough, anything can be done!"

… … … …

"Sir, do you need me to activate the mansion's traps?"

The internal traps in the mansion are easy to activate, but it would be more troublesome to recover and reuse them, so Alfred asked Bruce Wayne for his opinion.

"No need, I'll deal with Deathstroke myself!"

Batman stood up from in front of the Batcomputer, practiced a few boxing stances, and felt his whole body warm, warming up was over.

"Don't worry, I will solve him!"

(I will win!)

Batman walked into the elevator and went straight to the library entrance on the third floor.

Walking out the door, he went straight to the room where Deathstroke was!

Deathstroke tried to lower his breathing as much as possible, and found that the two people behind him hadn't chased him, and he suddenly became nervous.

'Could it be that Batman has also become a superpowered person!'

Thinking of this, Deathstroke wanted to stay even more. He was very curious about whether Batman had become a superpowered person.

He was holding his sword, quietly walking out of the hiding room!

There are night lights in the mansion's corridor. Although the light is dim, you can still see the general situation of the corridor.

Especially the black bat figure standing at the end of the corridor, he stood there quietly, as if waiting for him for a long time.

Deathstroke spoke first: "Long time no see, Batman, you have cultivated a good Robin!"

"… …" Batman didn't speak, still looking at him indifferently. This is Batman's usual method of combat, psychological pressure.

However, Deathstroke is not those small fries in Gotham. He doesn't have any fear of Batman, only eagerness to try.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't speak. I'm just here to fight you today, it has nothing to do with others."

After speaking, Deathstroke rushed towards Batman!

Batman also rushed up and confronted Deathstroke!

Deathstroke did not use force to crush. He and Batman were all about skill.

In the fight, they used defense, dodging, jabs, hooks, legwork and wrestling techniques. The two were evenly matched!

As soon as they exchanged blows, Deathstroke discovered that Batman had not become a superpowered person, he was still a human body! But his fighting skills were smoother, as if he had no shackles.

Deathstroke's feeling was right. Not long ago, Batman had been treated by the Shennong Ruler, and later he had "The Self-Cultivation of a Magnetic Field Maniac". Although he didn't practice current drive, the boxing technique of moving Qi and blood allowed his body to always be in peak condition!

Batman used a strong arm lock to subdue Deathstroke, and then pressed him against the wall.

"Even if I'm not a superpowered person, I can still take you down! Deathstroke!" Batman said in his unique deep voice.

"Heh heh, you finally spoke. I thought you were mute! Batman!"

Bang!

Deathstroke's helmet crashed into Batman's cowl. This was not a light blow, it made Batman's head dizzy!

“You're too confident, Batman. I prepared a lot of toys for you before I came. I thought these things would be useless after you became a superpower user, but who knew you'd still be so stubborn!”

Peng! Ding ding ding.

The sound of a metal lid popping open.

In this dim light, Batman doesn't know what Deathstroke has released.

“Heh heh, you should like this a lot. This is something I specifically got from the police station! Joker gas from a week ago!”

Batman's cowl only covers half his face, leaving his nose and mouth exposed. He needs a special gas mask when dealing with poison gas, but he didn't bring one!

Watching Batman's mouth begin to curve into a mad grin, Deathstroke loses interest in continuing the fight, and says mockingly, “I've tried this stuff, and even my enhanced body has a hard time resisting this feeling of insane laughter!

Although the gas will be quickly expelled from my body, but…”

Deathstroke takes a few steps forward, squats down, and whispers in Batman's ear, “I see you're laughing very happily!”

Then he moves away a short distance: “With my physique, that dose will make me laugh for 15 minutes. Enjoy it while you can!

Oh, right. Don't you have that green antidote stick? Just have your butler bring it and it'll cure you!”

A low laugh rises from Batman's mouth: “Hahahahaha… That thing, hahaha, stopped working a long time ago, hahahaha…”

“Hmph, no wonder you let those small-fry mercenaries take it!”

Deathstroke suddenly understands. No wonder Batman was home but let those clumsy thieves steal the target. It was a diversion!

Batman presses the communication button on his helmet, enduring the laughter as he says:

“Hahahahaha… Alfred, hahaha… Give me the fear toxin…”

“Hmph, what a pitiful ordinary man.”

Deathstroke looks at the laughing Batman, filled with pity. If he just gave the man an injection of his super-soldier serum— “Miracuru”!

The super-strong self-healing ability, excellent judgment, and terrifying willpower! He would become a true powerhouse!

“What a pity!”

Deathstroke turns and walks away, heading in another direction of the manor. There's no way around it, the two guys on the south side of the villa are too strong. Fighting them now, without any preparation, would be a guaranteed loss!

Deathstroke relies on his brains to fight. As long as he has time to figure out the other side's details, there's no one he can't take down!

Whether it's Deathstroke's good luck, or the guidance of fate, the northernmost room on the third floor happens to be Bruce Wayne's storage room!

He opens the door and sees a dazzling array of collections. Antique paintings and calligraphy go without saying, there are also piles of jewelry, and various armors and weapons fill the entire display case.

Something catches his attention.

It's a book sealed in special tempered glass. This in itself is not outstanding, but this book is placed in the weapon cabinet.

This… is like tempting people to look!

Alfred: Curses! I put it there specifically, hoping Master would pay more attention to it!

Deathstroke picks it up curiously. He gently taps the tempered glass with the window breaker on the knife handle, and the glass shatters instantly.

The title of the book is written in pen, in vigorous Chinese characters—《The Self-Cultivation of a Magnetic Field Madman》

Deathstroke: “……”

He understands Chinese. It's precisely because he understands Chinese that he can't understand these connected words! There's a feeling of rationality remaining in the chaos between the lines!

Then, he opens the book…

“? The title is in Chinese, so why is the content written in English?”

Okay, at least he can read English more smoothly… probably…

He reads extremely fast, finishing the entire book in just a few minutes.

Then, he feels like his brain has been forcefully violated!

At first glance, it feels very interesting, but reason tells him that this is wrong. If people practice like this, they will die!

Later, the desire to become stronger in his heart keeps telling him that this is right! There are two finished products outside!

Finally, the desire to become stronger overcomes reason!

Just as he is about to stuff this secret manual into his clothes, a “click” sound of a gun being cocked rings out behind him!

“Put down that book, and you can leave! Otherwise, I'll blow your head off with one shot! Believe me, I've been in Gotham for so many years, and my marksmanship has always been excellent!”

Deathstroke raises his hands, slowly turns around, and sees Alfred the butler holding a gun.

Alfred immediately ran over after injecting Batman with the fear toxin, just to prevent Deathstroke from taking away that secret manual!

Deathstroke is decisive. He throws down the book and immediately runs away, jumping out of the storage room window!

By the time Alfred rushes over, the figure is already gone from sight outside the window!

Chapter 34: News Impact, Ms. Shiva Attracted

The day after Deathstroke fled Wayne Manor!

Bruce Wayne uses all the news media he can mobilize to break the news about the Wayne Manor theft that happened yesterday!

He said that the manor lost a large amount of property, including a green, glowing ice hockey stick, which was the most valuable.

Bruce Wayne generously stated that as long as those thieves return the green ice hockey stick within three days, he will not pursue other losses!

Otherwise, after three days, he will use a high reward to recover his lost items!

As soon as this statement came out, it caused a shock throughout Gotham. Gotham's richest man is offering a reward of ten billion, which is an opportunity to reach the sky in one step!

For a time, the thieves were panicking.

In Gotham City, many bounty hunters have emerged for no apparent reason!

They specialize in targeting those thieves, whether they are petty thieves or burglars. As long as they are discovered! These bounty hunters will trouble those thieves like hunting dogs.

Just like a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse, they are conducting a carpet search for that stick! For that ten billion dollars!