The world lets us meet Super Bat Super

Saying goodbye to Clark, Bruce left the alley with his hands in his hands and turned into a securities company.

Generally speaking, people in Gotham usually think that Baby Bruce is an empty-headed, useless idiot. She was able to live to adulthood without being sold mainly because of the inexhaustible money left by her grandparents. A conscientious and hard-working humerus staff supported him with all his heart for the sake of his father.

No one has ever really explored those things that happened back then. When he was eight years old, his parents died. Excellent employees are either excluded from the decision-making level, or they have empty positions and no right to speak.

But it was the company that was riddled with holes that survived the catastrophe, and even expanded its assets by nearly 15 times in the next 7 years.

Of course, this cannot be said to be entirely due to Bruce, but at least those who understand this period of history will not believe that he will become such a hopeless idiot later on.

He divided the funds in his hand into three parts, one part was reserved for recent expenses, and the other two parts were invested in two humble companies by him, and he also successfully became one of the shareholders of the company.

It was almost dark when the formalities were completely completed. Bruce left the stock market and walked back, and bought two high-end steaks for dinner on the way.

When he passed a street near the Daily Planet, he suddenly noticed a vibration coming from the ground under his feet, followed by a faint thunderous sound coming from the north.

The bag of steaks falls to the floor and Bruce runs.

There was a stream of people running in the opposite direction, screaming and wailing.

Farther away, buildings began to collapse, large and small bricks cracked, and exploded in all directions like airdropped gunpowder, leaving fist-sized marks on the ground.

Bruce tossed and turned among the rapidly falling stones, and quickly approached the center of the battlefield.

Another tall building was hit with a big hole in the middle, and a metal man choked Clark dressed as Superman and fell from the 12th floor, smashing a big hole in the ground.

"Do you feel it? I give you my heart."

The metal man choked Superman's neck, drawing him closer to his open chest, and the radiating green stone nearly clung to Clark's face, making him spasm in agony.

The fact that the young man with a body of steel and super strength was struggling weakly in his hands at the moment made Metal Man completely excited.

"Ha, what did they say, the son of hope in the metropolis, the god who walks in the world."

He lifted Clark up and punched him in the face.

"Trash, trash!"

"Look who you can protect, you can't even protect yourself."

"The only thing that comes from your hometown can easily kill you, haha, irony is not irony."

Clark resisted his fist hard, smashing it into the ground like a nail being hammered into a plank.

But these injuries to him are not as good as that small stone. The intense pain and weakness spread from the place where the stone irradiated. The kryptonite radiation quickly began to deteriorate, and Clark almost felt that his body was disintegrating little by little.

it hurts.

"Aha, someone is coming."

The metal man's teasing tone made Clark regain a little consciousness. His eyes could no longer see clearly, and he could only vaguely feel that the metal man turned his arms into claws and grabbed a tall man from a distance. , that person kept struggling and calling for help.

"Look what I caught? Is this your fanatical admirer?" The metal man laughed, the viciousness in his tone almost overflowing.

"What a poor man, he thought you could protect him."

"Then, I will mercifully let him die in front of you, okay?"

Clark moved his fingers, and the strength he didn't know where came from made him break through the metal man's shackles in one breath, and rushed forward to break his arm.

He hugged the metal man and threw him backwards, only to be in close contact with the kryptonite again.

"Come on..."

"What do you think you can do?!" After a brief miss, the metal man once again gained the upper hand. He pressed Clark to the ground again, grabbed the man who was trying to escape with his backhand, and pulled him to his chest.

"Who do you think you are? A god? You... 呵啦... thorn..."

The arrogant shouts of the victors suddenly ceased.

The metal man lowered his head and found that his chest was empty.

And that man has already escaped from his control and ran away far away.

It was the kryptonite that he was holding in his hand.

Anger burned through his reason all of a sudden, and his arm turned into a hook lock again, but this time, the attack that he thought was foolproof was easily dodged.

The gradual departure of the kryptonite allowed Clark to recover a little bit of strength. He struggled to get up, hugged the metal man from behind, and threw him to the ground.

Although his body is close to the limit, he has lost his energy source, and the metal man's strength has also been weakened by half. It is still unknown who will win the battle.

Bruce ran out of the block in one breath before slowing down. There was another faint vibration behind him, but this time the intensity was much weaker, and no one was chasing him.

Bruce knew that Clark, who should have recovered a little, stopped the guy.

The vigilance was lowered by one level, and Bruce began to think about what to do with the thing in his hand.

He tore off his coat, and covered the stone in his hand that was constantly emitting green light.

The battle just now was too intense. He had no equipment and was unarmed, and he had no way to intervene in such a battle, but he couldn't let himself watch from the sidelines.

This is probably the most impulsive battle Batman has ever fought. There is no backup and no plan B, and the success or failure is completely entrusted to the negligence of the enemy and a little luck of his own.

He knew that he couldn't participate in this battle, so he pretended to be an ordinary person and rushed in rashly. That guy did not kill him immediately as he expected, but chose to use him to stimulate Superman .

He lowered the guy's guard with a superb play and two easy tackles.

Every step of this plan is extremely thrilling, even a slight mistake will not end, and there is only one chance.

The only good thing is that Goddess of Luck took care of him once in a while, maybe it was the boy from the small town, he was just incidental—although he paid the price with a little injury, he finally managed to take advantage of the guy's full attention When Clark was on his body, the stone on his chest was removed.

Although the scene just now was thrilling, Bruce didn't let go of every detail.

He noticed that the metal man's chest was open when he used the stone. That is to say, the material used in the metal man's chest is likely to be able to isolate the radiation from this thing, making the stone useless.

As for the material that makes up his body, Bruce had paid special attention to it when he pulled him to him before. It was a very strange new type of material, unknown material.

However, he noticed that there was a layer of weak metal on the surface of that material, except for its softness and ductility.

--lead.

Bruce's intuition told him this was it.