A person in American comics is forced to mechanically ascend in order to go home

"So damn sleepy!"

Seeing the blur on the windshield, the truck driver shuddered and began to curse.

The wipers on the left and right were like sleep clocks. Combined with the rustling sound of the heavy rain hitting the car, Simon almost fell asleep countless times.

He couldn't see the road ahead clearly in the pouring rain. Fortunately, there were almost no cars on the road in Gotham at night.

If it weren't for the high commission, he wouldn't have gotten up at 3 a.m., and he hasn't slept for more than 20 hours now.

I almost bumped into that unlucky guy before, and I was so shocked that I was covered in white hair and sweat, and my drowsiness was gone.

But after the tension passed, yawns followed one after another.

Transporting goods in this damn weather is really not a human job. Who doesn’t want to drink a couple of beers and have a good night’s sleep in bed.

However, he heard that the owner of this batch of goods is the son of the Falcone family?

When Simon was loading the goods, he secretly looked at the contents of the wooden box. Wow, those colorful birds were more expensive than his ancestral watches.

He raised his right hand and glanced at his watch, which was already inaccurate and a little swollen. It was one-fifty-eight, and it should be less than half an hour away.

He set an alarm on his watch in the car every hour to prevent himself from falling asleep.

Thinking of this, the driver became happy again. The people under the Falcone family are much more generous than those people in the government agencies. If they are happy, they may not have to go out to buy goods this month, and they can go to "White Night" to play Play, I have never tasted it...

His attention was no longer on the road ahead, nor did he notice the three black cars appearing in the rearview mirror.

"boom!"

A dull voice came from the rain, but Simon didn't pay attention.

"Bah--"

The next second, he felt the car jerk violently and begin to slide uncontrollably to the right.

Simon suddenly woke up.

It's a trivial matter to have a problem with the car. If you damage the goods in the car, your body will definitely appear in the smelly ditch tomorrow morning!

After all, he was a veteran driver of nearly 20 years. He slowly turned the steering wheel and slowly released the accelerator.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There were three more muffled sounds, and the car began to lose control completely.

Simon finally realized something was wrong and hurriedly looked in the rearview mirror.

They were three black cars, obviously modified, with thick chassis and full power.

At this moment, they were traveling in separate columns.

"What the hell!"

Simon quickly took out his cell phone and called the Falcone family contact.

He didn't call the police because nothing happened if he did. Those white-skinned pigs will probably wait for a year and a half and then tell themselves that the monitoring failed that night.

Isn't that the case with Hall? After a truckload of goods was slowly robbed, the police just made a registration and did not even dispatch police officers to investigate.

After all, this kind of thing is all too common in Gotham. Instead of risking their lives on every case, why don't the police take some bribes from the local gangsters and sleep it off?

"boom!"

Suddenly, before Simon finished the call, the cars on the left and right rear accelerated and passed in front of the truck. One of them quickly turned around and drove towards the rear of the truck, while the other car crossed the middle of the road and hit the truck!

"Jesus, what kind of car are they driving?"

Simon shivered and stepped on the brakes.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise and the car hit the truck.

The huge car body tilted to the left uncontrollably and fell.

You know you shouldn't go out in the car in such weather...or at least wear your seat belt.

Simon, who was thrown out of the windshield by the car and flew in the air, murmured.

"Bah--"

The leading black car swerved to a stop, and a leg wrapped in yellow and black metal stepped into the water.

Then, a face that was half yellow and half black emerged from the car, and a man covered in armor came out.

There were two long charcoal-black knives stuck in the cross on his back, and his waist was full of ammunition.

He raised his arms and took a few steps around the back of the train.

"Zheng!"

He drew out his long knife and slashed at it so hard that the entire blade did not enter the carriage.

He neatly put the knife back into the sheath on his back, grabbed the crack with both hands, and exerted force,

"Tear!"

The heavy metal carriage door was suddenly torn out a hole wide enough for one person.

There were only a few delicate wooden cages among the piles of foam inside.

At this time, several men in black who came out of the other two cars had gathered behind him.

"Move out and clean up."

The sound coming from the helmet was extremely dull, and several men in black quickly rushed into the car.

He walked toward the front of the truck.

"Huh...huh..."

Simon didn't know which of his bones was broken, but he felt severe pain all over his body and could only struggle to crawl under the car.

"no, do not want!"

Just as he was about to crawl under the truck, a huge force grabbed his feet and pulled him out.

"I don't know anything, I didn't see your face, no..."

"Pfft."

After two soft sounds, Simon collapsed on the ground with lifeless eyes. Blood quickly gushes out from under his body and flows away with the rain.

"brush!"

The knife was stabbed cleanly back into his back without leaving even a trace of blood.

"When, when, when..."

The alarm clock on the hour in the driver's seat of the truck rang, but Simon could no longer hear it.

Five minutes later, there was a violent explosion where the truck overturned, and then a raging fire flooded the entire carriage.

......

"Avengers, assemble!"

Mjolnir flew to Steve's hand with lightning, and he raised the broken star-striped shield.

"Daddy, daddy, look!"

Albert's hand reached out to the seat next to him to grab some popcorn and was slapped hard.

"In such a tense moment, you still have time to eat popcorn?"

Xiaoxue was dissatisfied and protected the bucket of popcorn on her knees.

On the screen, Pepper Potts walked out of the space door in a blue suit, with the Wasp following closely behind.

"But you've already watched it three times, Xiaoxue..."

Albert whispered, his voice getting smaller and smaller, for fear of being heard by Xiaoxue.

Steve ran faster and faster, he lifted Mjolnir, jumped high... and turned into gravel.

Then Star-Lord, Spider-Man, the movie screen, the person sitting in front of Albert, Xiaoxue, popcorn...

Everything turned into flying sand, surrounding Albert's eyes and getting lighter and lighter until it disappeared.

He looked into the void in front of him with a sullen face.

Gravel came from all directions, and Morpheus appeared in front of Albert with a deep voice.

"I thought you'd like it."

Albert didn't answer.

There was silence for a while before he spoke,

"If the pollution you are talking about is Gotham, then it is completely normal. There is no way to tell which ones are abnormal and which ones are inherent in this city."

"I know exactly what Gotham is, Albert. But there is no doubt that something has emerged that shouldn't exist."

Morpheus opened his hands, and a picture appeared in front of Albert's eyes.

The madness of the audience in the underground black boxing ring, the murder in the alley, a blood-red question mark, a smiling face...

"Something invaded this already decayed city from the dreamland, breaking the pitiful and fragile balance."

Albert stared at the scene in front of him, his brows frowning more and more.

He saw the Riddler, Scarecrow, Penguin, Bane, and even the Joker in every dark corner of the city.

Indeed, they shouldn't be there now, especially when Bruce has just returned to Gotham.

"Since the nightmare is useless, why don't you take action yourself?"

Logically speaking, it would be easy to deal with these mortal villains with the power of Morpheus' endless family.

"I am afraid......"

Morpheus's tone was heavier than ever before,

"Even I can be infected by any virus. It is like a deadly poison that follows the dream and amplifies the darkest part of human nature. I am invincible in the dream, and so is it."