HP black wizard in the United States comics

In the sky, a fire broke out at the tail of the passenger plane. The explosion tore apart the metal. Thousands of fragments broke away from the fuselage, and the melted metal on the wings formed droplets and was thrown in all directions.

The crew were screaming, and a little boy stared at the wing that began to shake violently with a side face in panic. Suddenly, he looked away and turned to the left.

There, a dark figure was flying relying on some kind of jet device.

The man named Batman gritted his teeth to prevent the strong wind from filling his mouth and suffocating him. He jumped onto the wing of the plane and clung to it for dear life.

The loud roar of the engine and the howling of the wind intertwined into a deafening noise.

He clung to the wing and shouted as loud as he could.

"Alfred, confirm this for me. The exact height of the mall, 1400 feet," he shouted.

"Yes, sir 1452." Butler Man confirmed.

"Yeah, well, we can't avoid that, right?"

"Yes, sir, with the vertical tail damaged at this moment, even if you prevent the crash, you will still hit the building. I guess this is what they calculated."

"The next building, the Finger Building, how far is it from the shopping mall?"

"That's 140 feet."

Batman climbed up to install some kind of instrument on the wing.

"So what's the wingspan of this plane?"

"196 feet."

"Okay, I want to go to the top to observe, so I command to activate the jet."

The jet was activated and exerted huge power. Under the steward's micro-control, the Boeing became a new Bat fighter.

It turned sideways nimbly and passed through the gap between the buildings.

"That's it, we made an emergency landing in the Gulf."

"Sir, I must remind you that if you want to make an emergency landing, you must stop on the fuselage, and then you will bear all the impact. You should understand that you have no chance of survival."

"I left a message for the boys. If anything happens to me, they are hidden in the safe behind the Goya painting. The password is 1048."

In Wayne Manor, the old butler's body began to sway and his vision was blurred by tears, but he still held on to the machine.

"Left side power 58, right side power 48".

Batman's orders were precise and cold, and even he couldn't help but fantasize in a life-or-death situation.

Those children, the orphans he adopted, would they make him proud?

But death didn't come, not even a plane crash.

Someone held the plane up with incredible strength.

"Clark" Batman shouted subconsciously.

But no, it was a pair of boys and girls floating in the air, carrying a huge object of tens of thousands of tons.

"I am a son of Gotham, she is a daughter of Gotham."

So they say.

In the clouds in the distance, Lanier rode the wind and used the clouds as cover to observe them.

Finally, he grabbed the two missiles that the Cobra organization had used as backup, dived deeper into the clouds, and disappeared.

Iceberg Casino

Lanier piled two wooden boxes in front of the Penguin.

"I'm late, I only have two left."

Lanier did not bother to defend himself and directly admitted his mistake.

At the same time he reached out, opened the wooden box, and displayed the weapon.

Penguin raised an eyebrow. Although he lost one, it was still in his expectation. After all, the time was too tight, and the plan was improvised after he saw Lanier.

So he waved his hand, and the subordinates beside him came up.

"Although we have not discussed it, I should pay you a total of 500 million US dollars, half in banknotes and half in gold, of course not Galleons."

Two surprisingly large suitcases were brought up, containing neatly packed gold bars and U.S. dollars.

"I always prefer cash to avoid being targeted, and of course, with this signature, any place in Gotham is open to you."Penguin said so.

Lanier, who was short of money, didn't give in much. He used the levitation spell to pull the box away and took away the document with the precious signature.