My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

In the dark street, Butcher, carrying Huey's "breast milk", and French, who was carrying Simiko who lost a lot of blood and was in a coma, walked towards a Toyota car on the side of the road together.

It wasn't their own vehicle, it was a vehicle they were going to steal.

"Honestly, I don't think this woman is worth anything."

"Mother's Milk" glanced at the comatose Kimiko, "She is an extremely dangerous person, I'm afraid she will gouge your eyeballs when she wakes up, Frankie."

Frankie seemed to have a strange feeling for the woman on his back, he shook his head, "No, I think she's an innocent person, and she won't hurt me either."

"You always have this weird feeling that the Mallory incident..."

"Hey guys, I think we should give Mr. Xavier a call."

Huey interrupted the quarrel between "Mother's Milk" and French, and said in a weak voice.

It seemed that he still remembered that Wei Chen was their boss.

"Is that the billionaire? I saw the news about him, and I didn't expect this guy to secretly have trouble with Water Company. Speaking of which, I also saw the report that he attended the charity dinner of Water Company. He is really a rich man." insidious."

Frankie shifted his firepower and began to complain about Wei Chen.

Butcher felt that he had to have a good talk with this brainless fool, "Huey, if that bastard Eric Xavier knew that we found the clues to Compound No. 5, instead of telling him, he acted on his own. In prison, Compound Five was taken by that eccentric Batman. What do you think he would think?"

Huey, who had a sore mouth when he spoke, was a little confused, "I don't know, you were the one who said to contact the boss after you got Compound No. 5."

"Of course, of course it's me, but now the plans change and you just have to keep your damn mouth shut! Got it?"

Butcher stared at Huey and asked word by word.

"Um...Understood."

Huey quickly caved.

"Very well, we have reached a harmonious consensus again."

Butcher smashed the glass of the car, showing satisfaction.

The gun battle on Canal Street quickly attracted the attention of the police.

However, the dispatch speed of the police in this place was as slow as a snail, and the police didn't arrive until ten minutes after Butcher and the others left.

There were wounded lying everywhere, and the wailing and screaming made almost all the policemen involved frown.

When they cautiously jumped over the wounded and walked towards the basement, they saw an extremely horrifying scene.

A corpse was lying on the ground like a broken doll, its eyeballs had been gouged out, and thick black blood flowed from the eye sockets.

The abdomen seemed to be repeatedly inserted by sharp objects, all the internal organs were destroyed, and the whole ground was stained with blood.

The police officer with light mental capacity couldn't help but spit it out.

A fat police officer with a beard squatted down and recognized the face of the deceased, "This seems to be Randy Hawkins from the triad. Who killed him? And with this cruel method?"

A young police officer came up to report, "According to the injured, they were injured by Batman. Randy Hawkins was killed by a woman."

"woman?"

"Yes, the identity of the woman, they hesitated and couldn't tell. I guess they knew the inside story but refused to tell."

The young police officer has just joined the job, and it seems that he doesn't know much about the rules of the police station, so he speaks frankly.

The fat police officer shook his head, took out the lighter and lit the cigarette, and then puffed out a puff of smoke, "This matter should not be under our jurisdiction. The triads have always been in close contact with the Water Company. The most troublesome thing now should be the Walter Company. special."

"Looks like that Batman got in their way."

The fat sheriff looked gloating.

"It is enough to declare to the outside world that it is an ordinary gang fight, and there is no need to investigate deeply."

The fat officer directly defined the case.

In a corner outside the factory, the "Flash" locomotive watched the police and ambulance personnel coming in and out of the factory, and couldn't help but swear, "Fake!"

He was carrying a blue satchel containing Compound No. 5 for trading.

Unexpectedly, just after rushing to the trading place, they found that the old nest had been taken away.

It's really beeping the dog's mood!

 …

Water Tower, inside the War Council.

The motherlander clenched his teeth, and the corners of his mouth trembled wildly.

That meant that he would vent his anger at any time, and the locomotive took a step back quietly in order not to be affected.

"So, what about compound five?"

The motherlander faced the locomotive and asked with a half-hearted smile.

"Eh..." the locomotive was a little speechless, "Sorry, it was taken by Batman!"

"Do you know?" The motherlander stood up from his seat and stared at him with eyes that might kill someone at any time. "Sometimes I don't say it, but it doesn't mean I don't know."

"Gudong!" The locomotive swallowed, feeling that something might be wrong.

"The bat took Compound No. 5, why does he know about it? The whole company, except me, only you know about it. And you, the locomotive, seem to be hiding some small things from me..."

He put his hand on the locomotive's stiff shoulder, "You've been secretly using Compound No. 5 for the past few weeks."

The locomotive hurriedly explained, "Dude, I've been useless for weeks, really. I quit!"

"Hmm, I may believe you, but..." the strength in the hands of the motherland gradually increased, "I may also think that it was you who smoked Compound No. 5 that caused the information to be leaked."

"no...no," the locomotive hurriedly argued, "maybe...maybe my girlfriend, uh, I don't know, but man, you have to believe me, we're on the same boat, I Impossible to betray you."

The natives were silent.

The locomotive did not dare to move, until after a while, the motherland said, "Then find out who leaked the news. Also, where is the Asian woman?"

Feeling that the locomotive had escaped, he breathed a sigh of relief, "She's gone too, but I will find her, I will."

"Very well, I'll give you a chance."

The motherlander let go of the hand on the locomotive's shoulder, walked to the French window, looked out at the night, "That bat, since he likes to meddle in his own business and be a hero so much, let's prepare a gift for him, a gift bag of the century. "

"Call together the super terrorists we can control now, the super villains in Asia, Africa, Europe, and the United States, and say that there is a big thing they need to do. Humph! Since bats like playing games so much, I will take care of them." Play with him!"

There was a crazy smile on the corner of the motherland man's mouth. Faced with Wei Chen's repeated provocations, he finally decided to take the initiative.

And, if you want to play, you have to play a big one!