The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

Then he charged forward, grabbed the clown by the neck with his large hand, and lifted him up as if he were a chick.

"You bastard, just die!" His face was contorted with rage, like a vengeful ghost in the night.

call! !

With a violent whooshing sound as the air was torn apart, his arm slammed the clown heavily to the ground as if by lightning.

With a loud thud, the clown crashed onto the hard concrete floor, his arm bent at a ninety-degree angle and fractured.

Blood occasionally oozed from the corner of his bright red mouth, but his eyes were filled with unparalleled madness.

After throwing the clown to the ground, Bai Lang continued his actions, stomping his foot hard, instantly creating a small crater in the concrete.

Bai Lang charged towards Deathstroke like an arrow released from a bow!

Chapter 15 I Am the Super Batman (Please add to your favorites! Please continue reading!)

Bruce Wayne stared in disbelief at the fake Batman, Bai Lang, who resembled a monstrous beast.

He originally thought that the other party's strength was only at the level he had seen and investigated.

But to his utter surprise, the images released by the Joker completely shattered his perception of White Wave, the fake Batman.

Not to mention the various superhuman behaviors that Bai Lang exhibited after his appearance.

The explosive sound of tearing through the air, the keen reflexes of easily dodging bullets, and the powerful force of crushing concrete.

It far exceeded what I had seen in the videos before!

The original anti-Batman armor might not be able to completely stop the enemy; he needs to obtain more information and make thorough preparations.

Just as the white wave suddenly surged toward the death knell, the seasoned mercenary swiftly drew his longsword from behind him.

He gripped the knife with both hands, and amidst the fierce howling sound, swiftly slashed horizontally down at Bai Lang's chest.

The blade reflected a chilling white light from a distance, resembling a terrifying weapon used for execution and taking lives.

Bai Lang's eyes narrowed, and he stomped hard on the concrete, barely stopping his advance.

Deathstroke swung his sword, missing him by only one centimeter.

Seeing this, Deathstroke gripped his longsword tightly, exerted force with both hands, and was about to thrust forward.

Bai Lang naturally knew his intentions. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and then he kicked out!

The air was torn apart at an incredible speed, accompanied by a violent whistling sound, as the kick landed heavily on Deathstroke's hand, which was gripping the hilt of his sword.

In an instant, Deathstroke felt as if the bones in his hands were being repeatedly crushed by a truck until they shattered.

He quickly retreated, creating distance between himself and the fierce Batman in front of him.

Looking at the two hands, the once well-defined knuckles inside the gloves had now become a mass of flesh and blood mixed with bone fragments.

The self-healing factors in his blood were continuously healing the injuries on his hands.

But that would take a lot of time, and there isn’t enough time right now to restore Deathstroke.

Deathstroke's face was full of vigilance as he gave Bai Lang a deep look.

Bai Lang wanted to walk forward, but as soon as he lifted his foot, he subconsciously stepped back.

boom!

Where he had been standing, a small crater about four centimeters in diameter had appeared in the ground, clearly the result of a bullet fired from it.

If this shot hit a human body, it would at least blow up a mass of flesh and blood.

It could be that Bai Lang's current propulsion was not strong enough at this moment, or that he did not have a self-defense martial art.

He currently only possesses two martial arts techniques: the Sea Tiger Explosive Fist, which uses electric current to propel the force and explode the enemy's internal organs, and the Imperial Extreme World-Shaking Palm, which utilizes his own power to store energy and unleash it.

These two martial arts techniques were the ones that came to his mind when he first arrived in Gotham.

A sudden pang of fear rose from the back of his head, and he quickly turned his head to look in the direction from which the bullet had come.

His eagle-like sharp vision allowed him to clearly see a sniper rifle mounted on a tall building several hundred meters away.

Clearly, Deathstroke also had a sniper as an accomplice.

Seeing that the other party was no longer moving forward, Deathstroke quickly ran away into the distance.

His physical abilities, ten times greater than those of ordinary people, allowed him to run extremely fast, disappearing from sight in just a few moments.

"100,000 volts!" Bai Lang pointed his finger at the fleeing Deathstroke.

Zizizi! !

Red electricity appeared on his fingers, then transformed into a red lightning bat that streaked through the air and sped after Deathstroke.

After doing all this, Bai Lang stared intently at the sniper.

He couldn't even withstand pistol bullets at this point, let alone sniper rifles. If he were hit in a vital spot, he would die!

Inside his body, the cells that were originally rubbing against each other at high speed went berserk, as if they wanted to grind him to ashes, and the electric current in his body surged to the extreme.

Even Bruce Wayne, standing next to him, could see wisps of red electricity flowing across his body.

Seeing this, Bruce Wayne secretly memorized this information, which he could use later when creating the anti-Batman armor.

Only after the sniper disappeared did Bai Lang breathe a sigh of relief and turn to look at the Joker next to him, who was pointing a gun at Bruce Wayne.

"You're not Batman! Who are you?!" The Joker shouted at the top of his lungs, staring at Bai Lang as he slowly approached, then at Bruce Wayne beside him.

"I am Batman." Bai Lang said expressionlessly.

clown:"???"

What the heck is Super Batman?

Did Superman cheat on his girlfriend, or did Batman have an affair?

Super Batman? ??

But Bai Lang's deep voice startled the Joker and Bruce Wayne.

The two exchanged a knowing glance before quickly looking at Bai Lang.

This is because the voice is not exactly the same as Bruce Wayne's deliberately lowered voice!

"Bruce Wayne?!" Bruce asked, puzzled.

"No."

Bai Lang walked up to the clown and snatched the pistol from the clown before he could pull the trigger.

As the red current flowed, the pistol was instantly melted into an irregular shape.

He casually tossed the broken pistol behind him, and then delivered a heavy punch to the clown's face.

"You fucking clown!"

If I hadn't discovered the location of the nuclear bomb and disabled its detonation device in time, I probably would have been cooked alive some time later!

The clown's frail body was sent flying by a punch, crashing heavily into a nearby concrete pillar.

Bai Lang controlled the force of his punch, ensuring it wouldn't kill the clown, but it would certainly make him feel very uncomfortable.

"Cough cough... Hahaha... Aren't you afraid I'll let Gotham be destroyed by a nuclear bomb?"

"I...I planted a nuclear bomb in downtown Gotham City!" The Joker laughed maniacally, pulling a remote control from his pocket.

This looks like the detonator for that nuclear bomb.

"You..." Before the clown could finish speaking, a huge fist, as big as a sandbag, slammed into his face.

"nuclear......"

Bai Lang punched him in the face again.

Aren't you afraid...?

Another punch landed on his face.

The clown spoke haltingly, and every time he was about to speak, Bai Lang would punch him in the face.

He was beaten until his face was covered in bruises.

"you......"

Seeing that Bai Lang was about to throw another punch, the clown quickly said, "Can't you let me finish what I have to say?"

"I have the right to finish what I have to say!"

He roared desperately, but all he got in return was another merciless punch from Bai Lang to his head.

"Screw you! I just want to beat you to death right now!"

If I hadn't noticed this place, hadn't awakened my superpowers, and hadn't found that nuclear bomb, I would be dead!

"Then...then...let's die together...let's die!!"

The clown, his face bruised and swollen, mumbled something under his breath, then used all his strength to press the nuclear switch.

Bruce, who was standing nearby, saw this and his pupils contracted sharply.

Alfred hasn't even told him about the successful hacking of the nuclear detonation device yet. Is Gotham about to be destroyed?!

Standing in front of the TV, everyone looked on in astonishment as Batman punched the Joker repeatedly on the screen.

Upon seeing the Joker press the nuclear switch, their surprise instantly turned into terror and horror.

Is Gotham really going to be destroyed?!

They closed their eyes and waited for the horrific, devastating explosion to arrive.

"Hehehe, die with me!" The clown grinned, revealing his morbid smile.

Before he could even gloat, a black fist slammed into his face again.

"Laugh your ass off!" Bai Lang cursed angrily.

Then he kicked the clown again and punched him repeatedly.

After waiting for a while and finding nothing had happened, Bruce opened his eyes again, only to see the Joker being brutally beaten by Bai Lang.

what's the situation?