I, V, Gotham Legend

"You should let me go." As a well-trained killer, the old man was different from the gangsters Valerie had faced before. He didn't get scared and beg for mercy immediately.

"Don't you understand what's going on?" Valerie grabbed the old man with one hand and raised her eyebrows slightly.

The carriage they were in passed the highest peak and gradually slid down. The ant-sized crowd on the ground was in a mess. It seemed that the unusual movement of the Ferris wheel had attracted their attention.

It won't be long before a police car arrives.

"This matter has nothing to do with me. I came here to see you just to follow my duty of seeing to it." Valerie pulled the old man out, leaving his body hanging in the air. "Take care of it yourself. You can choose to tell me why you pushed him down. I will consider how to deal with you as appropriate."

She didn't really need to know why the old man and the reporter were fighting. One of the main reasons why he jumped up after saving the reporter was to show off his muscles.

It has attracted reporters, so there must be a group of interest groups behind the old man.

Now that she has already intervened, she should try her best to show that she is not someone who can be messed with, and hint to the reporter that she has her own protection. Although it is hard to say whether the deterrent effect will be good, this is the greatest help Valerie is willing to do for a stranger.

The old man looked back at the sky which was about fifty meters behind him. He turned back calmly, but Valerie could feel that his heart was about to jump out.

"The person in that carriage is your friend, right?" The old man suddenly laughed.

Valerie pursed her lips, raised her head and looked towards Helena who was already above.

Helena was not wearing a battle suit and looked like an ordinary female college student, staring at this side through the window with a nervous look on her face.

Valerie noticed that there was a not-so-conspicuous red dot on the top of Helena's cabin, at the junction of the iron chains hanging from the Ferris wheel.

"I guessed you have good eyesight!" The old man laughed, as if he finally found his confidence, "Of course a normal sniper rifle can't hit that thing, but we have a big one.

You should let me go and save your friend, otherwise she will be smashed to pieces along with the iron box."

Valerie looked in the direction of the infrared light, made a simple mark, and then looked at the old man again: "I see, it's enough to know that you have an accomplice."

"What?! Didn't you understand what I said? Your friend is about to die!" The old man was finally no longer so at ease.

"You don't think my companion is just a vase, do you?" Valerie's words finally made the old man feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.

Because she didn't want to reveal V's identity, Valerie didn't show off her most skilled mantis blade, but instead took out a dagger from her pocket.

Originally, because she didn't know the whole story, she planned to understand the actual situation before dealing with it appropriately. But now the old man's accomplices are threatening Helena's life, and Valerie feels that there is no need to save face.

Cut his throat first and then throw him down, so you don't have to worry about this guy surviving halfway.

The old man seemed to realize that he was doomed, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Do it!"

The sniper was not nearby, and he was shouting this to his cell phone which was still on.

As the old man roared, the sound of iron chains breaking was heard, accompanied by the sound of steel knocking and screams from other boxes.

If nothing unexpected happened, Helena's carriage should be falling, and Valerie suppressed the urge to look back.

She taught Helena a lot of tricks to deal with high altitudes and taught her to fly for a long time, so this level of altitude was not a threat to her.

Valerie stared at the old man and had already stabbed down with the dagger in her hand, but before that, the old man suddenly bared his teeth and revealed a complicated smile.

Then, his head exploded like a balloon, and red, white, and yellow fireworks flew around, startling Valerie so much that she subconsciously let go of her hand.

The carriage had fallen to the same height as Valerie's, and the old man's headless body fell at the same time as Helena's carriage.

23. Superman

Valerie looked at the old man falling off the Ferris wheel like a bowling ball, and clenched her dagger in silence.

She originally wanted to kill the old man, but perhaps an organization behind the old man thought she was still torturing her, so they detonated the bomb hidden in the old man's head.

Before, the old man was able to make the sniper in the distance open fire by shouting, so the sniper should have been able to barely hear their communication, which means that the person who detonated the old man’s head and the sniper were not in the same place.

Valerie leaned over and looked at Helena's carriage. To her relief, Helena had already put on her jet boots and the hang glider hidden in her clothes.

The only problem was that they were wearing casual clothes and might be recognized by anyone who came into contact with them. Helena was still hiding her secret identity and could only hope that the cover of night could protect her.

Just as Helena found her balance and was about to jump out of the car, the rapidly falling car suddenly stopped.

Helena had one foot on the door, and she looked in surprise as the carriage, which could have been shattered into pieces, fell at the speed of a feather.

Valerie was even more surprised. She saw a red figure diving to the bottom of the carriage at an extremely high speed. She had just seen that person not long ago.

Valerie jumped off the Ferris wheel. Although she didn't know if she would be in danger at this height, she still wanted to be safe. The mercenary's boots sprayed gas to ensure her safe landing.

She quickly lowered herself to the same level as the slowly descending carriage, and as expected, she saw the man she expected.

Superman held the carriage with one hand, his red cape fluttering, and slowly lowered it at a speed that would not hurt the people inside. A confident and sunny smile was on his face.

"You were peeking?" Valerie asked confidently, using her jet boots to balance her body and descend at the same speed as Superman.

"I'm sorry, I've never seen anyone like you, so I wanted to observe you." Superman said politely.

"Me like this?"

"This is also the first time I've encountered a robot with such a high level of realism and intelligence." Superman said with emotion.

I wonder if this kind of high technology exists in my destroyed home planet Krypton, which I have never seen before.

"Robot...you must have misunderstood. I'm just an ordinary person with prosthetics installed." Valerie corrected.

Superman raised his eyebrows, his eyes fixed on Valerie with a look of disbelief that made Valerie feel a little uncomfortable.

"I've only been transformed to a slightly higher level..." She didn't know why she felt guilty.

"Are you an alien too?" Superman suddenly asked with some anticipation.

Valerie was very curious why Superman asked this: "Me? I was born and raised on Earth."

"Does Earth have this level of high technology?" Superman exclaimed.

"I'm a bit different, but there are still many hidden talents on Earth." Valerie thought of the green-skinned alien she had met before.

The two of them just floated down in mid-air, as if they were walking and chatting on the street.

They did not land on the ground. Superman supported the carriage and landed on the roof of a garage nearby, placing the carriage safely on the bungalow.

The onlookers stayed far away, and only a few brave ones tried to get closer to the garage to take a look.

After making sure that she would not descend any further, Helena climbed out of the car and saw Superman at first sight.

"You are the mysterious Superman..." Helena looked at Superman's face in shock. She herself was always masked when she was a mercenary. "Is there no one in this world who knows you?"

"I disguise myself in my daily life, just like you." Superman looked at Helena. He could see the battle suit hidden under her clothes.

"You guys take your time chatting, I have other things to do." Looking at the harmonious atmosphere between Helena and Superman, Valerie turned her head to look at the place she marked in the distance.

It was a building complex, and the sniper might have been hiding for such a long time. Although he could be found, it would still be a bit troublesome.

Valerie had already heard the sirens, and the police would be here soon. After all, she was here for a trip, and being targeted by the police would be very troublesome and a disappointment. It would be better to resolve these troublesome matters quickly.

But Superman just followed Valerie's gaze, then smiled and called her: "Don't worry, if it was that sniper, I have already made him unable to move."

"I want to eradicate the problem completely. Being targeted by those evil organizations will disturb our safety while traveling." Valerie waved her hand.

"Metropolis is under my protection. You just need to enjoy your journey. There is no need to get exposed to the deeper darkness." Superman's face was filled with confidence.

For some reason, looking at Superman's confident face, Valerie felt an unprecedented sense of security.

"I usually prefer to rely on myself...but now I am indeed an ordinary person." Valerie agreed not to interfere.

Superman looked at Valerie happily. He felt very close to this woman he met for the first time.

This was the second time he met someone who was as incompatible with this world as himself. The last time was that shy green alien.

Just when he was about to ask to make friends, his resolute and sunny face suddenly turned cold.

A brick flew out from the side, hit him on the temple, and then bounced off like a ball.

Superman had the ability to dodge, but he didn't move, and the rocks couldn't do any harm to him.

"Aliens get off the Earth!"

There were loud shouts from below.

He just stood there, closed his eyes and sighed, without looking at the people who threw stones at him.

"Do you want me to teach them a lesson?" Superman seemed to be willing to endure it, but Valerie couldn't. She turned her head and glared at the people on the ground under her sunglasses.

But Superman reached out and held Valerie's shoulder: "It's not necessary. They are just afraid of me, just like they are afraid of a lion. It's not because I am so cruel, but because my power is too strong for them."

"You're just going to let people bully you like this? You're not locked in a cage."

"If I do it, it will only make them more excited, because it will prove that I am just a hypocrite." Superman opened his eyes without hesitation, "Everyone doesn't know me yet. Once they get to know me, they won't do this again."

Valerie didn't know what to do, she felt this guy was so dazzling.

"It's a pleasure to communicate with you, Miss V... Don't be nervous. I watched the live broadcast of the day you defeated the Riddler. Your sunglasses can't cover your face for me." Superman's feet gradually rose into the air, rising slowly like a god. "Enjoy your vacation. Metropolis is still very interesting."

"Looking forward to seeing you next time..." Valerie glanced at Helena, then suddenly chuckled, "Clark."

The voice was very low, but Superman could hear it. He looked at Valerie in surprise, not expecting that he was recognized too.

"Your glasses can't cover your face!" Valerie said loudly again.

Valerie has never seen Clark in person, but everyone knows that Superman disguises himself by wearing glasses.

"Hehehe...this is my great secret." Superman laughed happily.

"Don't worry, I will keep it a secret." Valerie said proudly.

Helena behind him had a strange expression as if she was jealous. She thought that Valerie's dull little head might have forgotten that she had a very sharp hearing.

So Superman's real name is Clark?

NO24. Public opinion

The carriage carrying the reporters was about to reach the ground. Due to the noise it made, it attracted Superman, and many people came to watch.

Security guards have been organized under the Ferris wheel to maintain order and ensure that tourists who get off the Ferris wheel can leave safely.

Waiting for the reporters under the Ferris wheel were not only the employees responsible for opening the doors, but also a group of security personnel and staff from the scenic area. They gathered together and nervously watched the approaching carriage.

Louise Lane took out a makeup mirror from her breast pocket, adjusted her wig in front of the mirror, and checked her makeup and contact lenses. She was still a little worried, so she took out a disposable mask from her coat.

She was originally wearing a scarf to cover her face, but it was lost during the fight with the fat old man just now.

As a well-trained Western journalist, she always needs to disguise herself and sneak into various dangerous places, but this is the closest she has ever been to death.

There was still some time before she reached the ground. She first looked in the direction where the old man fell. The headless body of the guy had been broken into four pieces, and his internal organs were scattered everywhere. It seemed that no information could be obtained from him.

A few days ago, Louise accidentally got a clue about a batch of drug smuggling in the metropolis. Logically speaking, this matter should be left to the police, but she unexpectedly discovered that the Bolon Group had a close relationship with this matter.

Big business is getting entangled with drugs, this is exclusive news, and Louise plans to conduct an in-depth investigation to get first-hand information.

She also spent a lot of effort disguising herself as a salesperson from another company, hoping to talk to one of the executives of Bolon Enterprises under the pretext of discussing business.

It turns out that Bronn Enterprises had long known that someone was investigating them, and that this executive was a pawn that they had used to lure Louise out and die together with her.

According to what the old man said before he pushed her off the Ferris wheel, after killing the reporter, the organization's sniper ambushing in the scenic area would immediately smash his head, turning the incident into an unsolved case.

Fortunately, Louise was lucky enough to meet Valerie, otherwise, she might only be able to pray that the legendary Superman was really that kind-hearted.

Lois looked towards the garage bungalow not far away. Superman was floating in the air, saying goodbye to the mysterious woman who saved her, and then he turned into a gust of wind and flew away.

The person I was supposed to interview secretly has fallen to his death, and the accomplice who he said he would shoot must have already escaped. It would be better to interview this mysterious man who seems to have a close relationship with Superman.

Louise's carriage finally reached the end, and the staff came up to her with cold sweat on their faces and handed her a blanket.

"Are you okay? Ma'am, do you need some water?" The middle-aged man who seemed to be the scenic spot manager smiled and asked about her health.

Although it looked like she was attacked, the lady's fall could still be attributed to the safety issues of the Ferris wheel by people with ulterior motives. After all, this Ferris wheel is a landmark of the metropolis!

The middle-aged man felt even more stomach-ache when he thought about the massive public relations and public opinion pressure he would have to face in the future. He just hoped that the victim could be more talkative.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Louise smiled awkwardly, "Can you let me pass?"

She stood among a group of staff, a long way from Valerie.

"I'm sorry, I know you're pretty frightened right now, but we should wait for the police to arrive first," the middle-aged manager said stiffly.

"I just wanted to thank the person who saved me." Louise said politely.

"Hiss..." The middle-aged man took a breath and lowered his voice, "Forget it, who knows what they are up to."

Louise looked at the middle-aged man in surprise: "Are you also one of those people who thinks that superhumans have bad intentions?"