"Fish, you'd better tell me where that car went!"

Clark watched boredly as Bruce hung the pointer of a man from the clock tower, and in another minute, the pointer would reach six, and then the man would fall, fifty meters high, and even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, and he would enter the hospital safely.

"I don't know anything, don't ask me!"

Bruce has seen a lot of this kind of pretending to be a hard person, and sneered: "I hope you can tell me well when you fall, maybe I will put you down." ”

Bruce didn't do anything, just waited for the pointer to go down, and the hanging Fish gasped, he was really unlucky tonight, and thought he could go to a prostitute/woman to play, but he didn't expect to meet Batman, and now he will sue him, or not, sue him, he will be killed by Feccone, if he doesn't sue him, his brain will bloom.

"This guy has such a hard mouth, I think it's better to use my method."

Bruce glanced at Clark and said coldly: "Your method has quick results, but this is my territory, not yours, and when you have your own territory in the future, you are using your own methods." ”

Clark shrugged, crouched down and said to Fish, "You'd better hurry up and sue Batman, or you won't have to wait until Fecony kills you, and your head will be up to you." ”

Ficoni is the head of the Roman family in Gotham City, and Bruce tracked down Feconi from a clue a week ago. Clark is purely an insurance policy, someone hires someone with the ability to kill Bruce, although Bruce will have a way in the future, it is better to do it himself at this stage, of course, Bruce himself is absolutely against it.

Fish fell into the relationship between heaven and man, betraying Ficcony on the one hand, and his head blossoming on the other, and choosing which one seemed to be a death, but before he died, he was able to pull a person to believe that anyone would choose.

"Okay. Okay, I say I say. Feconi's container arrived at the dock in half an hour. That's all I know, really, I'm not lying! ”

The pointer moved slowly, and Fish could feel the rope pulling at his bare feet slowly slide down, damn it. Bruce didn't let go of Fish as agreed: "Do you think it's still necessary for you to come with me?" ”

"Please. If it's like last time, I'm afraid you'll die. Don't worry, if the capable don't make a move, I won't do it. ”

The departure of Bruce and Clark is overshadowed by a desperate Fish, who cries out, "You said it. You're going to let me go! Hey, don't leave! ”

The pointer was pointing downward, Fish's whole person fell downward, the fall continued to increase, and when there were still ten meters from the ground, the rope swung, and Fish felt that the bones of his feet were a little loose. Fortunately, the degree is all subtracted. Without waiting for Fish to rejoice, the rope broke, and he fell and ate, and felt pain all over his body, and there was no place where he didn't hurt.

Fish slowly got up, he didn't have time to pay attention to what Batman had done to him, Ficony would find out that he had betrayed him, and he would send someone to kill him. Fortunately, I don't have a family and can run away.

When he went to the bat chariot parked in the alley, Clark remembered that there was only one seat in the car, and he couldn't help but ask, "What should I do?" Is it running? ”

"If you don't like it, you can sit on the car cover."

You bastard! Clark glanced at Bruce speechlessly, shook his head, and disappeared in the blink of an eye as he ran. Bruce never thought of having an assistant. So of course, he is the only one who has these cars in the Batchariot, temporarily, and there will be in the future. Clark, Bruce didn't think about it. Knowing that Clark could run as fast as Mach, faster than his own chariot, why did he still carry him.

Rumble.

During the run, remembering the thunder, Clark couldn't help but look up, his brows furrowed slightly, what's the matter, it rained heavily yesterday, and it won't happen again tonight, right? This does not bode well.

Drip.

The raindrops broke away from the rain clouds and dropped, and Clark stopped, and what he hated most was the rain. Raising his leg to continue running, Clark felt that his bare feet were being pulled by something, and when he looked down, it was the water on the ground that was entangled, and when he was about to break free, the water in front of him mixed together and turned into a waterspout, and Clark crashed out to an abandoned construction site.

Covered in sand and gravel, Clark's head was wet, and he stood up and looked coldly at a man standing in the heavy rain with him, and he was the one who knocked himself out of the street.

"It's surprising, what do you have to do with that guy in Canterlot called Lightning, brother, friend, or same sex."

The man was obviously using Clark as a favorite, and he thought he had won, which wasn't necessarily.

Clark paid a heavy and calm attention to the surroundings, now it was heavy rain and water, this situation was a bit unfavorable to him, the man was manipulating the water, it could be seen from the bare feet and stirring the waterspout just now.

"You were sent to kill Batman?"

The man smiled and said, "Of course, otherwise what am I doing in Gotham City, killing Batman can not only take away 20 million, but also sue others, I will kill Batman who has made people panic in Gotham City for half a month." ”

"Not necessarily!"

Clarke's footsteps broke off the ground, and with the help of momentum, he suddenly reached the front of the man, and his right hand was like an eagle's claw, clasping the man's throat: "Who do you think dominates who now!" ”

"I think it's me."

The man smiled weirdly, his body changed into water, and Clark grabbed it, and there was a sense of grievance in his heart. Whew, Clark heard the voice, and turned around to block the foot that the man lifted his leg up, and the man changed into water again.

Bastard, this is simply cheating! Clark resented that most of his strength was reflected in physical attacks, and the only long-range attack was the thermal vision, but it didn't do much, and in this kind of rainstorm, the man could rely on the environment surrounded by standing water to avoid the thermal vision.

"After killing you, it's not difficult to kill Batman."

The man's voice echoed in the rainstorm, and Clark's eyes and ears were all used, which can be described as seeing six ways and listening to all directions, and the sound of the rainstorm disappeared, only the empty sound.

Sand.

The man appeared in mid-air and jumped down, raised the dagger and stabbed it, Clark did not dodge or dodge, let the dagger pierce his skin, and under the man's stunned expression, he grabbed the man's collar and threw it forward.

With ten percent of his strength, how many walls did the man's back break, he didn't dare to turn into water, who knows if there would be water around when he fell.

Eventually, the man stopped at a restaurant, and Clark arrived, looking at the man condescendingly, "Get up, have a good show, look at your water ability, probably only make your sperm into thin strips." ”

This sentence is tantamount to a mockery of the man, and he stood up and said angrily: "Wait a minute, you will know that you have no way to destroy me." ”

"Yes, but it's just right here."

There is no water in the restaurant, and hydrating a man here is equivalent to looking for death, and Clark doesn't expect a man to hydrate here, so he instantly grabs the man and throws it into the kitchen. Walking into the kitchen, Clark scans the surroundings with an X-sight, the cold storage on the right, which is what he wants.

The man picked up a neatly placed kitchen knife and slashed at Clark vigorously, knowing that it would not work, the man would rather grasp the slightest unrealistic idea in exchange for life, and the kitchen knife broke and shattered all his survival **.

Clark's pupils glowed red, and his eyeballs disappeared and were replaced by flowing red flashes, and his hot eyes were ready to shoot, and when the man saw it, his whole body was a little paralyzed, he didn't doubt how high the temperature was in it, and if he turned into water, he would definitely be steamed.

The man wanted to turn on the faucet to get the water out, and escaped by hydrating the guò gutter, but Clark didn't let him go, grabbed him to open the refrigerator, threw him in, and finally said: "Have a good time, give you a Jianyì, don't hydrate." ”

Syllable.

The door of the cold storage is closed, and the battle between Clark and the man is his victory, although it is a bit opportunistic, which also has a lot to do with the man's hydration.

A man's ability is to manipulate water, and if he escapes, he is hydrated, making it impossible to grasp. Of course, there are pros and cons, and to be honest, hydration has great disadvantages, if it rains heavily or there is a lot of water around, it is definitely a benefit, but he was thrown into a restaurant by Clark, and his hydration is not of any use.

Clark looked at the street outside where it was still raining heavily, and sighed, it seemed that he would have to trouble Alfred to wash his clothes again.

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