The world is so colorful!

Coulson looked up at the giant 'flying chicken' flying in the sky with the tail banner of the 'Wayne Group', and could see the seats and passengers on the back of the 'flying chicken' in the distance.

From the suburbs to the crooked suburbs of the city, Coulson has witnessed six robberies, three murders, and two strange creatures that are clearly inhuman, one of which is also fighting with a bunch of juniors and another gangster.

"The frequency of this crime is almost catching up with New York!"

After humiliating New York on a daily basis, Coulson used the agent's excellent insight and skills to perfectly avoid all the troubles and enter Gotham.

I guess after entering the city, the order and law and order will be a little better, but it can't really be worse than New York, right?

With this in mind, Coulson walked along the road to his first intersection in Gotham City, stood in front of the sidewalk, and waited for the green light.

Cars drove down the road with the roar of their engines, each reaching more than 120 kilometers, and more importantly, they didn't care about the traffic lights, and even when they encountered them, they never slowed down.

When the green light arrived, Coulson, who was walking across the road from the sidewalk, couldn't help but be afraid for a while, if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been almost crushed into mud by a Mazda that was racing to the ground and almost off the ground.

'Can Mazda reach more than 200 km? Is it because the virtual world doesn't have car accidents? ’

Bang!

Another black Mazda slammed into a white Camry, smashing the trunk of the other party to pieces.

"Falk oil, falk oil blue pool!"

A white old lady in her sixties got out of the car with a basket of vegetables and an American scold, and a mouthful of authentic New York slang gushed out like ten meals of Wallace.

Mazda went up and down two black guys, relying on black talent, and scolded the old lady for two and one.

"Fack!"

In Gotham City, where the folk customs are simple, what is particular about being a disobedient person is doing it, and a scolded black guy who lost his mind took out a handful of M1911 from his pocket with his backhand and pointed it at the old lady.

The old lady shuddered and trembled and took a few steps back, but the muzzle of Xiao Hei's gun also deflected with her movements.

Seeing that a tragedy is about to happen in front of us.

"Wait!"

Across the road, even though he knew that it was just a dream-like virtual reality, but all this was too real, Coulson still couldn't help but shout.

The next moment, he felt his heart begin to beat rapidly, and the fog that had dissipated in the retina reappeared, and a text and an emotionless cold voice flashed through his head:

[Penguin Gang Fighters] ·[Human]:

A growth-stage digital human evolved from the [Gangsters] and belongs to the Penguins. The special move is [Faith Shot] that empties the magazine in an instant!

Digihuman? The Penguins?

After listening to the explanation, Coulson, who was puzzled, set his eyes on Xiao Hei, who was holding the gun, and saw that Xiao Hei had turned around, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Coulson.

Hehe, this distance is at least thirty meters or more, and the non-field agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. generally can't hit anyone!

That being said, Coulson followed the agent's instinct and leaned sideways, reducing his area towards the muzzle as much as possible.

Sou! Boom!

The shrill and piercing sound of gunfire rang out almost simultaneously, followed by the dull sound of Coulson falling to the ground.

Four of the seven shots were hit, and if Coulson hadn't done a good job of evasion, those seven bullets would have been evenly distributed over his head, torso, and thighs, instead of just being wounded to his flanks and thighs now.

The actual combat at this distance is so accurate, and the S.H.I.E.L.D. special service team is at this level, you don't want to be an agent, a killer, or a gangster?

A large amount of blood flowed from under Coulson, who fell to the ground, and the heavy smell of blood, pain and dizziness from blood loss almost made Coulson unable to tell whether this was real or virtual.

He shuddered, and looked up in the direction of the gunshot.

The next moment, the fog in his eyes spread again, and at the same time that the flow of time was greatly slowed down and the fog was formed into words, Coulson saw a terrifying scene.

The white-haired old lady, who had already taken several steps back, suddenly rolled deftly, rolled under the front of her car, and then took out a 'potato' from the vegetable basket, knocked it skillfully, and threw it at Xiao Hei, who was still focusing on Coulson.

Rumble!

The whole world seemed to shake violently, and Xiao Hei's Mazda was directly overturned by the explosion, and the two Xiao Hei were unsuspecting and shattered into several pieces in the explosion, and then hit by the Mazda that fell after being blown into the air.

This wave is a 'combination of people and vehicles'.

The voice in the head of Coulson, who was temporarily deaf in both ears after being shocked by the explosion, was still quietly broadcasting:

[Grocery Buyer], a mature digital human evolved from [Gotham Workers].

A rich woman who has just retired has to drive to buy groceries for every meal every day. The special move is the [Potato High Explosive Grenade] and [Banana Shock Bomb] thrown from your own vegetable basket!

The road was still full of traffic, and the occasional passer-by didn't pay any attention to it, only to avoid the blood splattering on the ground in disgust.

Well, I'll admit, this Gotham is a bit crazier than New York. ’

In the dizziness of blood loss, Coulson suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he remembered that 'Gotham' seemed to be a city in a work owned by a certain comic company that had been defeated by the Marvel comics that owned the rights to Team America?

It's a pity that as a die-hard member of Team America, he is not interested in those fictional hero comics, or in the entire American comic book world, Team America and his Roaring Commandos are the mainstream, and the others are not worth mentioning at all.

Coulson lay on the ground, unconscious.

In the evening, in a small cottage on the outskirts.

When he opened his eyes again, Coulson saw the wrinkled old face of the vegetable seller.

Seeing Coulson wake up, the vegetable buyer frowned, and smiled to reveal two gold-inlaid front teeth:

"Are you awake?"

Coulson looked at the wound on his body that had been treated with simple disinfection and bandaging, reluctantly sat up, and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you, madam!" ”

"Don't be so polite!"

The grocery grocery woman's dark brown eyes looked at Coulson from top to bottom, and finally landed on his eight angular abs that had been exercised for a long time:

"In the future, the two of us can live a good life, my sister is older, but it hurts, I will love you well!"

"Huh?" Coulson couldn't accept this fact at all, and he quickly asked rhetorically, "Why should I live with you?" We don't know each other at all! ”

The vegetable buyer smiled softly at Coulson, the countless wrinkles on the top of her head were completely squeezed together, and she said as a matter of course:

"If you don't love me, why do you help me save me regardless of the danger? Don't you just want heroes to save beauty? Don't be shy!

You're so weak, you should still be in your infancy, right? Living with me, I can communicate with you on a daily basis, and soon you will be able to evolve to the growth stage."

The grocery grocery buyer chattered endlessly, and Coulson was afraid that she would take out a grenade and kill herself directly, so she could only observe her surroundings while responding.

Duplex small detached house, I always wanted to buy but couldn't afford it, there is actually a small indoor pool! If it's true! Coulson looked at the grocery grocery grocer's shrugging face, put that little distraction behind him, and interrupted the grocery grocery grocery woman's words:

"Can you tell me something about the Penguins?"

After being in a coma for a long time, Coulson's main quest has passed more than half of the twelve hours, but he still doesn't know anything about this gloomy city under dark clouds.

"You don't know the Penguins?"

The vegetable buyer looked at her 'little cutie' in surprise, and poured a cup of coffee for Coulson intimately, before she came to Coulson's side, put her arm around him, and said:

"The Penguins are an old gang in Gotham, and the boss is the Penguin, a ruthless, full-bodied digital human. Of course, just by looking at the name, he looks a lot like a penguin."

"Complete?" Coulson wanted to leave the hand of the vegetable buyer without leaving a trace, but he was hugged tighter by him, and he could only ask without love:

"Complete, mature, how do you count these?"

The grocery grocery woman's eyes widened, revealing a ridiculous expression, and after being stunned, she explained for Coulson:

"The Digihuman hierarchy is from infancy to growth, to maturity, and after maturity is to be a full body. Generally speaking, mature bodies are stronger than growth periods, and full bodies are stronger than mature bodies, but non-combat types like me are not necessarily stronger than some rare growth stage digital humans.

As for the Ultimate Body further up, it is the existence of another dimension! There's only one in the whole of Gotham."

The vegetable buyer who was explaining suddenly changed her face, and directly dragged Coulson, who was almost 170 pounds, with a terrifying force that was completely inconsistent with a sixty-year-old lady, turned over and jumped, and broke out of the window in the living room.

Rumble!

The second floor of the small building suddenly exploded, and most of the entire single-family garden building collapsed, billowing smoke rose, the fire quickly intensified and spread, and the vegetable buyer's house became a ruin.

"Run!"

Holding Coulson and rolling on the ground a few times, the vegetable buyer pushed Coulson, who had a cracked wound, took out her vegetable basket from under her skirt, and turned her head to look at the open space on the other side of the small building with a solemn expression.

Coulson followed the grocery grocer's gaze.

In the clearing, a fat man in a black tuxedo, a tall hat and monocles walked slowly with a black umbrella. He had a sharp and strange nose, cruel and cold eyes, and he walked like a penguin.

Behind the penguin man, followed by dozens of little brothers, each with a gun in his hand, Coulson even saw a few people with RPGs.

A little black fart came up to the penguin with a big man's style, pointed at Coulson and the grocery buyer and said, "Boss, they killed me and Da Hei!" ”

The penguin man took a cigar from his bosom and put it in his mouth.

"You're the one who killed my little brother? If you want to die, just say it, kill them! ”

The penguin gave an order, followed by the sound of gunfire that resounded through the sky.

At the same time, a dull explosion sounded, which were several stunning bombs thrown by the grocer, and the intense light and noise interfered with the penguins' aim, giving the grocery grocer a chance to drag Coulson and flee in the hail of bullets.

She was shot several times, but she still insisted on taking Coulson in a few steps to dodge in front of the deformed car she had hit, shoved Coulson into the back seat, then got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and ejected.

"There's the pistols of the two guys you killed today in the back seat, them! Wuhu! ”

Instead of being afraid, the grocery grocer was a little excited, driving the car with one hand and circling the Penguin Gang at a speed of 160 per hour, while throwing stun bombs and grenades.

'What the fuck is this called non-combat? Looking at the old face of the grocery buyer reflected in the rearview mirror, Coulson only felt tired.

Enduring the pain, he took out two blood-stained pistols from the back seat, rolled down the window, took a deep breath and began shooting.

"Bang!"

A RPG hit the road of the car, and the grocery grocery woman screamed, and the vehicle instantly lost control and rolled over directly because of high-speed driving.

"Ahem!"

Coulson opened the car door, pulled down the bloodied grocery grocery grocery buyer from the smoke and even the open flames, and dragged her a few steps through the pain.

Seconds later, a bright explosion erupted into flames, and their car was completely scrapped.

Half-dragging and half-hugging the vegetable buyer, Coulson walked dozens of meters before the wounds on his body were completely cracked, and one stumbled and fell on the grass.

By this time, the penguin man and his little brother had also taken a leisurely stroll and surrounded Coulson.

The vegetable buyer beside him was already breathing faintly and unconscious.

Lying on his back on the grass, Coulson was completely immersed in the world, glaring at the penguin people, even a little ashamed of his own powerlessness.

Then he saw a strange pattern on the dark clouds that seemed to be eternal behind the penguin people.

It was a bat with pointed ears.

This city of night, this hopelessly absurd city, will never see the sun, and the madmen who are full of evil here will never feel the warmth and warmth of the sun.

But even so, there is still a light for this city of eternal darkness and for this crazy people.

That's a faint bat lamp!

A shrill whistling came from the sky, and the penguin, who was about to give Coulson and the grocer's death-time speech, looked up in confusion.

His eyes widened, and he didn't even notice that the cigar in his mouth had fallen.

The moment the cigar hit the ground, a strange black figure fell from the sky, piercing the night curtain and falling, and the next moment, in the billowing smoke, the still burning car of the grocery buyer reflected the figure in the smoke.

Just as the fuel tank of the car exploded, the burst of fire was fleeting, and the pointy ears and strong body of the future reflected a long black shadow, spanning a distance of dozens of meters to swallow the penguin and the shadow of his men!

"Batman! I'm not afraid of you! ”

The penguin's whole face was twisted together, his sharp nose fluttering, and he raised the crooked handle of the umbrella, and the umbrella in his hand was instantly ajar, becoming a machine gun.

He gasped for breath sharply, a beastly roar coming out of his throat, and shot wildly.

"I am, I'm the King of Gotham!"

Bang Bang Bang!

The dense bullets hit the figure, but it couldn't stop the figure from moving forward.

The fire was extinguished, the smoke was gone, and the penguin man saw the familiar white chin that seemed to have been polished beneath the steel.

(End of chapter)