My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

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The galloping Batmobile made a powerful roar.

Robert sat in, no, he should have been stunned the moment he lay down in the Batmobile.

Before he became a reporter, he was also considered a son of a rich family, barely counted as the last wayward rich second generation.

Buying luxury goods, making chicks, can only be this level of self-willedness at best.

This guy in front of him is much more willful than him.

All kinds of extremely magical high-tech equipment, such as projection screens, three-dimensional projection machines, and control screens that seem to be loaded with weapons.

Before, when he was standing outside to shoot, he thought that the car was just modified with something like an engine, but when he entered the interior, Xie Te saw that there was a thick layer of armor hanging on the wall of the car, which almost blinded him. his eyes.

This is not a car at all, it is simply an armored vehicle.

Combined, my own Koenigsegg and Corvette are probably not worth as much as this car.

He instantly felt admiration for Batman.

This guy is not only mysterious, but also has money to play with.

If he didn't wear a mask, he must be a tasteful and charming person in normal times.

Robert developed a strong curiosity about Batman's identity.

Why would he hide his identity? Aren't Walt's superheroes all open about their identities?

He thought about it again.

While he was thinking wildly, the Batmobile controlled by Eric gradually drove into an unfamiliar area.

Um, Batman, where are we going?

Robert asked worriedly.

A military memorial.

Eric said a location coldly, then pressed a button to turn on a projection screen.

After entering the location on the projection screen, the Batmobile began to drive itself.

Connected to Bob's call, Is there any equipment that can paralyze the opponent's drone? Prophet.

prophet.

Bob was a little puzzled by the name he was given suddenly, but he quickly realized that there might be someone around Eric, and it was inconvenient to call him by his name directly.

The electromagnetic pulse can paralyze the drone's system. Even if the other party restarts the system, it will take a certain amount of time.

Very good, Prophet, prepare the electromagnetic pulse equipment, and then use the drone to drop it over the military memorial, and I will wait there.

As you wish, Boss.

The Batmobile turned a corner and quickly turned into another road.

Mr. Batman, do you mind if I ask how much this car is?

Robert is usually a good owner of money. Facing such a luxurious and arrogant car, he couldn't help but want to ask about the price.

forget.

It was an arrogant sentence, but Robert didn't think the other party was lying.

In fact, Eric really didn't know how much it cost.

The parts of the Batmobile were obtained by Bob, who spent a lot of money, manpower and material resources, and collected parts from all over the world.

Not only rich, but also must have sufficient contacts and resources.

Where can I find someone if I want to modify a car like this?

Unable to resist the tempting temptation, the big reporter Robert asked Eric.

have no idea.

It was still a cold answer.

Well, as expected.

He shrugged.

While he was visiting the various high-tech equipment in the Batmobile, Eric, who was driving the Batmobile, encountered some small troubles.

A Python sentry drone suddenly followed up from behind.

The Boa Constrictor UAV is a 3-engine enhanced and modified large-scale UAV developed on the basis of the Double-Tailed Scorpion UAV. It weighs 3200KG and has a load of 1.4 tons. Continuous cruise at an altitude of 8 meters.

This is an armed drone, carrying air-to-ground missiles and guided bombs, and is also equipped with powerful submunition weapons.

After catching Eric's Batmobile, fly here immediately.

A series of cluster bombs were projected.

Boom boom boom!

The cluster bomb disintegrates in the air into hundreds of tennis ball-sized bombs, which rain down on the Batmobile.

Using the number characteristics to increase the coverage area and damage range of submunitions, immediately cover the entire block.

Just behind the Batmobile, a building was hit by a bomb and turned into a sea of ​​flames.

Building stones and flammable objects burning with black flames fell from the sky like hail.

The huge roar almost shook the ground shaking.

Sitting in the noise-proofed car, Robert felt his ears buzzing.

His head was dizzy from the shock, his vision became blurred, and the outside seemed to be completely surrounded by smoke.

Sit down!

With a low growl, Eric immediately took control of the Batmobile and controlled it to drift to the left.

A bunch of bombs exploded in front of him.

The smoke and dust quickly diffused and blocked the line of sight.

The Batmobile made a toothsome screech as it dodged the cluster bombs and headed down another street.

What are we going to do, Mister Batman?

Robert, who was almost thrown out by the bumps, yelled in horror.

Amidst the explosions all over the sky, Eric still calmly controlled the chariot to shuttle back and forth in the alley.

Sit down and not make a sound, that's what helped me the most.

Depress the clutch and control the head of the Batmobile to spin in place.

squeak!

The Batmobile, which drew a black circle on the ground, turned its head and faced the direction of the drone.

Slam on the accelerator and rush towards the drone.

The surrounding trash cans and sundries were hit by the fish in the pond and smashed to pieces.

The drone's first round of parent bombs has been dropped, and it is now in the cooling down phase.

Eric is going to use this opportunity to get rid of the drone.

The galloping Batmobile turned into a black bolt of lightning.

Robert lay on the safety chair, looking at the scenery passing by the window, the panic value in his heart had risen to the highest.

Sir, what are you doing?

He thought that Mr. Batman might have gone crazy, otherwise he would have almost escaped the drone bombing, why did he turn back.

Only a lunatic would do that!

Eric, who controlled the Batmobile to rush towards the drone, still didn't change much in his tone, as if he didn't understand what fear and tension were.

Take back the disadvantage!

He replied so.

That's how it works.

Rolling over dust and debris, the Batmobile sprinted out of the narrow street to face the hovering drone.

100 metres.

The flames spouted from the rear of the Batmobile roared and accelerated towards it.

No...no...no!

Robert, who held the seat belt tightly with both hands, kept yelling.

50 meters.

Eric's hand holding the steering wheel was unusually firm.

Stimulated by the adrenaline, he was calmer than usual and his mind was working faster.

10 m.

At this time, the Python UAV has completed the targeting and positioning of the Batmobile, and the air-to-ground missile is ready to launch at any time.

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