Chapter 205: Superman
The black sedan crossed a few streets and stopped in front of a bar.
The engine went out, and the black man got out of the car, went to the door, and whispered something to the guard, who got out of the way and let him in.
He was very careful all the way, always keeping an eye out for anyone to be followed. Just like he had just been at the train tracks, he used all sorts of anti-tracking techniques to prevent tracking, but unfortunately he was followed to his doorstep.
On the eaves directly across from the bar, Roy and Barbara had already changed into their overalls, keeping an eye on the black man's movements.
The night in the metropolis was so bright that their black outfits stood out in such a city, which was the opposite of what they were in Gotham. Fortunately, the level of vigilance of criminals here is also lower than that of Gotham.
"I bet this is it." Barbara whispered, "Let's go in now?" β
"What activity? Can you bring me one? βγ
The two of them looked up. I saw that Superman had already floated above their heads at some point, the dark blue tight-fitting uniform was like a dream, and a bright red cloak fluttered with the gentle wind, and when seen up close, it set off a true god-like aura.
Superman landed slowly, his red boots lightly stepping on the roof without a sound, as if he had no weight.
Although Roy would not be willing to say it with his mouth, he would never deny in his heart the irresistible tension and oppression in his heart when he faced this creature who could fight against the country and even destroy the entire human civilization on his own for the first time.
"Superman." Roy calmed down and asked. "What are you doing here?"
Superman smiled softly,
A smile is like the sunlight that melts a glacier.
"The Metropolis is my home. My city, why can't I be here? He said. After glancing at the red and yellow marks on the chests of the two of them, he asked, "I guess, you are all 'his' people?" β
"I heard you have a good relationship, right?" Barbara asked, "You and ...... Batman? β
Superman smiled: "Just call Bruce, we know each other very well." β
Roy said: "We don't work for him, we investigate the case independently." We believe that this bar is hiding some key figure from the Metropolitan Gang, and we are now planning to go inside and check it out......"
Superman doesn't speak. He turned his head in the direction of the bar and stared at it for a moment, then said, "You're right." There were more than 30 armed security guards inside, and an arsenal was hidden under the boss's office. Now a black man is talking to his boss about a man named Rouse Beechcraft. But there seems to be someone else up there...... They call the guy who looks like the final boss 'Bishop'. β
"yes, that's the bad guy we're looking for." Barbara said, to Superhuman, "Hmm...... I've heard that you can hear and see everything, but it's still amazing to see it with your own eyes! β
Superman smiled politely, "Thank you." β
Roy frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay." Let's go in. β
As soon as he raised his arm and shot the zipline, a voice rang in his ears: "I'll take care of it." β
No sooner had the zipline's claws gripped the opposite eaves than Roy felt a gust of wind blow in his ears. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a red and blue afterimage flashing, rushing straight towards the door of the bar.
In the next second, the closed door collapsed. It was like a cannonball being shot in.
Roy looked at the back and reluctantly jumped after him. Chased into the bar.
The bar girls and the guests screamed and ran around in fright, all the security guards, the guests' personal bodyguards. There were also the gangsters present, all of whom had weapons on them, and before they could see the enemy, they drew their guns one after another, and bullets rained down on the gate.
And all the bullets fired, all without exception, bounced back from the indestructible intruder. Superman calmly marched forward against the rain of bullets, and no matter how flickering the fire and bullets flickered, he could not stop his progress.
No, he didn't even blink an eye, not even if a bullet casing was crushed into a ball of scrap metal by the impact on his eyelids.
Roy didn't make a move. He watched from behind him as Superman walked into such a dense network of firepower like a rumored god, his body surrounded by thick gunsmoke, and his heart was indescribably shocked.
This is, beyond the imagination of human beings, absolute power.
Immediately after, there was a flash of figure.
Yes, there is only a flash of human figure as far as the eye can see. Superman in the smoke of gunpowder seemed to shake his cloak, and the gunfire suddenly stopped. Several bodyguards spun in a circle in embarrassment and fell into the mud, while others were nailed to the wall with bent cement pipes, and several guns were baked into a ball of black iron.
Superman turned his head and smiled, "That's it." The boss is in the room over there, go in and have a look? β
His tone was like inviting a good friend out to a banquet, and he didn't have the arrogant aura of a strong man who killed an entire house of heavily armed enemies in a single person.
Roy and Barbara walked through the room where the unconscious man lay on the ground, and Barbara kept looking left and right, and her mouth was slugging.
Superman pushes open the door to his boss's office. A chubby white male was nervously staring at the three people who had entered, his shirt open to reveal a bomb strapped to his stomach inside, and his hand holding the detonator was shaking.
"I warn you, don't come here!" He shouted, "One step closer, and I'll detonate!" I swear I would! β
Superman didn't say a word, his eyes suddenly flashed a fiery red, and fiery red lasers erupted from his eye sockets, cutting off the lead with precision. The laser left a deep crater in the wall in the rear. οΌο½wwο½uο½anο½u.cmοΌ
The man stupidly pressed the detonator twice, but there was no reaction at all, and he was immediately dumbfounded.
Barbara pinned the shoulder of his coat to the wall with a dart, flew forward, grabbed his collar and asked, "Tell us everything you know about 'Bishop.'" β
"No need." Without waiting for the man to answer, Roy said lightly, "I already know." He didn't come back at all, did he? βγ
The man looked at the three people in front of him, his face was like earth, and he said with a bitter face: "Since the last time the 'Bishop' went to Gotham, he has never been back. He's been gone for so long that rumors have spread in the organizations below that he was taken out by Batman and Wingknights in Gotham. I don't know if it's true or not, but without him, the cohesion of the entire metropolitan gang force is getting worse day by day, and it looks like it's about to fall apart......"
"So you're impersonating him." Roy said lightly, "You deceived your subordinates that you got new instructions from him, but in fact you are the real ruler. The idea is good, but it's a pity that people are too stupid, and a real bishop can't be stupid enough to leave such a break. Now I'm not interested in you, I just want to know - where can I find Poison Ivy? (To be continued.) )