The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

The plane on the snowy plateau took off successfully, and everyone at the Cthulhu Resource Recovery Company left one after another.

Only Klein stayed.

A small private plane was slowly driven onto the runway by the pilot.

Klein put on a sports down jacket, all black with brown, and stepped into the plane in the cold wind.

The pilot turned back and said: "Sir! It's snowy and windy right now, so it's not particularly suitable for taking off!"

"Not suitable or not possible?" Klein asked.

"I can take off, but it's risky, and I won't have enough fuel on the way to Gotham..."

"You don't need to take me directly to Gotham. Put me off the plane at the federal junction and contact the plane there for me."

"Yes!!"

..........

Speechless all the way.

Klein's buttocks were a little numb along the way, and he finally arrived in Gotham at sunrise.

The old Gothic buildings, the horrifying street graffiti, and the stench that permeates the air.

The river bend divides Gotham into three large areas. The low-lying puddles are like the poisonous thorns of the city. From a distance, the city looks dilapidated and decadent.

Only at sunrise, standing in the upside-down orbital electromagnetic subway, can you see a little bit of Gotham's vitality.

Through the subway glass, Klein stared into the distance, but a voice came from behind him.

"If you, bastard, dare to stare at my daughter with that lewd look again, I will definitely make you understand what life is worse than death!"

A man who looked like Will Smith stopped his seven or eight-year-old daughter behind him and pointed viciously at a man in front of him who smelled of alcohol.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! When did it become illegal to watch people in Gotham? Or if you call the police on me, say I watched your daughter?"

When he heard the word "call the police", the man who looked like Will Smith was stunned for a second, obviously a little uneasy.

The man opposite captured this tiny movement.

He mocked: "It seems incredible to you, right? According to what you said, does every man who has fucked a lustful girl commit a crime?"

"You damn guy, don't talk about this in front of my daughter!"

Klein put his hands on his waist and watched the excitement.

This "Will Smith" suddenly took action, extremely fast and very precise.

He grabbed the opponent's collar. Even though the opponent was a bit bigger than him, his strength was not inferior to that of the opponent at all.

It can even be suppressed steadily.

Klein could clearly see the calluses on this guy's fingers. The calluses were located on the index and middle fingers of both hands.

Apparently a guy who uses guns all the time.

Klein could clearly hear the heartbeats of everyone in the car. Most people's heartbeats were unstable and would speed up when stimulated by outside arguments.

As for the guy holding his daughter, his breathing and heartbeat basically didn't change much.

This is an innate physiological function. As a sniper, this ability can be regarded as a top talent.

"Sniper... has a daughter... who can use a gun with both hands... I can probably guess who you are."

Klein still had no intention of helping, even though he had guessed that the guy in front of him was probably Gotham's gold medal killer "Deadshot".

After all, heroes and villains all have a life of tea, rice, oil and salt.

Who doesn’t eat, who doesn’t make money.

If those low-level villains knew that Batman was Bruce Wayne, their first reaction when seeing him would not be fear, but happiness.

One after another they would kneel down and shout: "Rich man, help us!"

In comics and movies, people basically only see cool skills and thrilling car chases.

You can't see the scene of the super-heroic villains bargaining with the vegetable seller downstairs in the community after the calculation, nor can you see the poor people crying because their installment cars were smashed by the Hulk.

Thinking of this, Klein decided to expand the business of Cthulhu Resource Recycling Company and include the future Chaoying Insurance.

If your car or house is damaged due to the Super League War, you will be compensated by purchasing insurance.

Of course, Klein has to make sure that he will transfer the company's business when the plot of Avengers [-] unfolds.

Wait until reunification before starting business...

"How dare you take action!" This big man also had a bad temper. He raised his hand and punched to kill.

But Deadshot just snorted and squeezed his fist easily.

The next second, Deadshot was about to break his arm, but because of his daughter's soft cry: "Dad... don't do this!"

Deadshot lost his strength and was punched in the stomach by this guy.

The little girl exclaimed, but was stared at and threatened by the big man: "Luckily there is a police station nearby, otherwise I will lock you in my car over and over again..."

The disgusting words were not spoken.

Deadshot held his stomach and waved his hand while no one was paying attention.

A coin fell from the palm of his hand, hit the ground on one side, and then bounced in the subway.

He accurately calculated each person's movement trajectory, as well as the coin's ejection route.

"Boom!!!!"

After three ejections, the coin bounced into the mouth of the big man in front of him.

He clutched his throat and screamed, his voice hoarse and painful.

Klein just watched all this and slowly walked towards the big man.

The surrounding people also moved back.

Deadshot took his little daughter and took advantage of the opportunity to get to the station, got out of the car and walked quickly outside.

No one knows what happened except Deadshot and Crane.

Of course there is a little girl....who knows all this too.

"Dad...did you do that...you promised me you wouldn't use your abilities to do bad things."

The younger daughter looked at Deadshot with complicated eyes.

Deadshot said softly: "Dad doesn't mean to hurt him, but he wants to hurt you."

"Dad...you know he can't hurt me, but what he said was too much to let him..."

"What a sensible little girl."

Klein's voice sounded behind the two of them.

Deadshot immediately became alert.

He didn't hear any footsteps. When he found Klein, he saw his strong body.

The guy in front of him gave him a familiar sense of danger!

He had felt this feeling several times with Batman.

This uneasiness gave him some first impression of dislike for Klein.

"Ding!"

Klein threw a coin, "Did you lose your coin?"

Taking the coin, Deadshot glanced lightly, "How could you?"

"I bumped into that man just now, and he was lucky enough to spit out the coin."

"Thank you..." the little girl said to Klein.

Klein nodded, knelt down and said gently, "What a sensible little guy."

Deadshot didn't want to have too much entanglement with Klein.

"We still have something to do..."

Just as Deadshot was about to leave, Klein said, "It looks like you're looking for a job?"

Deadshot was holding a document bag, which is a commonly used resume packaging bag.

Klein handed over his business card, "My company is short of people. We are short of people like you. We have many outstanding talents like you here. Your daughter's gloves already have holes. I think you haven't done those things for a long time. Well, why not come to our company and do some legitimate business to make money?"