My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

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"He's stuck me in a quagmire that I can't get out of. Dick, this is my way of revenge, and no one can stop me."

The Arkham Knight clenched his pistol, trying to suppress the trembling of his hands.

"He knew how to use fear, and he used it to win on countless nights, and he was strong, powerful enough to be admired."

The Arkham knight pulled the visor of the covering helmet as he spoke.

The fully automatic helmet-operated goggles covered his face, and a faint blue light reappeared on his eyes.

"But before long, he will meet an opponent he cannot intimidate, an enemy who understands him too well to hide his apparently broken body and mind."

He spoke to Dick in a cold tone.

This is both a word to Dick and a declaration of war on Batman.

Nightwing looked at the guy who was obviously in a madness, and shook his head, "No, you should be on the same front."

"No, you're wrong, we're enemies on different lines. Always, always, Dick."

"Sir, Mr. Charlize wants to meet you, and he has come to the war room."

On the radio, a sudden voice interrupted the Arkham Knight's words.

He turned off the radio and walked out the door.

"Treasure your little time, Dick. Pray the old man puts your life before his mission, or this will be our last meeting."

......

Belton Military Museum.

Eric unfolded his bat wings and quickly flew here.

The Batmobile turned on the autopilot system and brought Robert here in advance.

He made an appointment with Bob to wait here for the bat drone to drop the electromagnetic pulse device.

But obviously he came too early, and the bat drone was still on the way.

The wings swayed like the wind and landed on the roof like shooting stars.

Just as he was about to contact Bob, the communicator beeped "Di Di".

It's Leslie's phone.

"Leslie, what's the matter?"

"What you asked me to investigate, the stolen chemicals from the pharmaceutical company, I have already investigated."

"Good, what ingredients?"

Leslie on the other end of the communicator cleared his throat. "This is a chemical that destroys nerve tissue, and can selectively destroy alkaline neurons."

Eric nodded, thoughtfully, "Once the alkaline neurons are destroyed, the serious consequence is the imbalance of the central nervous system. The specific manifestations are hallucinations, movement disorders, and memory and thinking abilities are severely damaged."

Leslie exclaimed, "Uncle Eric is amazing, I'll just say a little, and you can guess its effect."

"Basics of high school chemistry, Leslie, it looks like you didn't pay attention to your chemistry class."

"Forehead......"

Leslie was at a loss for words.

Why can adults get involved in learning no matter what the topic is?

She shook her hair annoyed.

"If nothing else, I'm going to hang up, Leslie."

"and many more......"

Seeing that Eric was about to hang up, Leslie quickly stopped.

"Everyone is worried about you, especially Sister Harper."

"I know, I'll be right back, when this is over. Promise me one thing, Leslie, and take care of Aunt Harper. Don't leave the manor, no matter what happens, okay?"

"Harper keeps saying you're really grown up, and I always think so. Now that Leslie is an adult, it's a family's responsibility to take care of the family. Right? Leslie."

Eric said seriously to Leslie on the other end of the phone.

He was a little exhausted.

Although Eric claims to know Jason Todd, all he knows is Jason Todd in the comics.

In reality, he didn't know how much Jason Todd had changed.

After all, this is already a completely magical world.

And his opponent is not just Jason alone, but a whole well-organized and well-trained group.

The other party still held a hostage in his hand, which made him even more worried.

Perhaps hearing the exhaustion and powerlessness in Eric's voice, Leslie suddenly felt a little distressed for his uncle Eric.

"I promise you, Uncle Eric, I'll take care of everyone. But... you must pay attention to safety. No matter what happens, you must protect yourself."

Leslie had the urge to cry, but she tried hard not to let Uncle Eric hear her strangeness.

She is already an adult, be strong and can't let Uncle Eric worry about herself.

"I will."

......

After hanging up the phone, there was a whistling sound in the sky.

It was a bat drone that flew in with an electromagnetic pulse device.

tom!

The heavy bundled EMP tubes were thrown down.

Smashed to the ground, and gradually a puff of dust began to rise.

The black tubular electromagnetic pulse device can eject a wide-band frequency, high-intensity and short-lived electromagnetic projectile.

The γ-rays produced by it will radiate from the explosion point to the surrounding at the speed of light, and collide with the oxygen and nitrogen atoms in the air to generate negatively charged electrons, thereby generating a strong electromagnetic field, making the electronic device unable to operate.

This is his secret weapon to prepare against drones.

He picked up the electromagnetic pulse black tube, carried it on his shoulders, jumped up, and descended from the roof.

The bat cape acts as a cushion and glide, allowing him to fly down from the sky like a bird.

Put your feet on the ground and jump to the top of the Batmobile.

"Hey, Mr. Batman, you're not going to do anything to your tank, are you? I think you'd better let me out first, I'm worried that if one or two parts are accidentally dropped, my face may be What's going to happen."

"Don't worry, just some minor modifications."

Eric connected the electromagnetic pulse tube to the electric drive system on top of the Batmobile.

This allows him to control the release of the electromagnetic pulser inside the Batmobile, just like the weapons that come with the Batmobile.

After installing the electromagnetic pulse tube, he jumped directly into the Batmobile and turned on the switch.

The roar sounded, smoke spewed from the tail, and the Batmobile started again~www.readwn.com~ This time, the destination was the east coast where the enemy was most heavily deployed.

He's running out of time.

As the speeding Batmobile drove through a historic street, Eric suddenly noticed a visible mark on the scanning radar.

Is it a drone? Or a tank?

While speculating on the opponent's vehicle type, he controlled the Batmobile to drive in the opposite direction.

"Boss."

Bob's voice suddenly came from the communicator, "According to the satellite radar scan, a Cobra tank appeared in front of you."

"receive."

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