The world lets us meet Super Bat Super

"damn it!"

It should be that layer of green light that played a role. The explosion didn't cause much damage to the man, but it obviously made him lose face severely. His hands, face, and clothes were all covered by the explosion. A layer of black ash.

He quickly caught up, and Gatling, formed of green light, kept shooting at Bruce.

Bruce let go of the claws, and escaped from the area covered by bullets by free falling before being covered by bullets. He opened his cloak before landing, successfully switched to gliding mode, and fell to the ground first.

The green light followed like a shadow, and Bruce put on the claw gun again, controlling his body to quickly shuttle between buildings, constantly avoiding all kinds of strange things coming from behind, above his head, and even in front of him.

The bright metropolitan nights left him with few places to hide, but when a bat didn't want to be caught, he could always find a way.

So in the eyes of that person, the person in front of him seems to be a slippery fish, which can always escape calmly by flicking his tail at the last second when he gets caught in the net, and even find opportunities to use his inexhaustible gadgets give him trouble.

The man's mood became more and more anxious, and the mixed worries, boredom and anger in his heart made him attack harder, but this obviously didn't help him, but made it easier for his cunning opponent to seize the opening.

Sonic weapons are the easiest of the bunch, but for a guy who isn't in the habit of plugging his ears in battle, this little thing is a real blow to him.

The high-frequency sound waves affect the nervous system through the eardrum, and the brain is affected immediately, and it becomes difficult to concentrate. The green light around him also began to flicker with the master's absence, and he sent out half of the offensive. Then disappeared.

Manipulating that thing requires concentration, Bruce thinks, and it might be something like psychic energy or willpower that drives it.

The sound of piercing the air just sounded at this moment, and Bruce took advantage of the opportunity that the man hadn't shaken off the influence, and jumped onto the speeding bat machine.

"Bastard! Stop!" After finally getting rid of the influence, the person who was still in front of me just now had already flown far away.

The man was about to be blown up, and his speed soared again in a green light.

"Do you think you can escape?!" A green light suddenly appeared in front of the plane, and then spread out quickly, forming a sphere to cover the plane.

But the firepower carried on the Batplane is completely different from that in his belt. With a bang, the light screen was forcibly torn open, and the plane passed through the hole with a beautiful sideways movement before the hole healed automatically. .

Bruce took the time to check the equipment on the plane again - he hadn't had time to make up for the previous loss after he came to this world, and the remaining firepower on the plane was not enough - but since the opponent's ability is on the spiritual level, the Scarecrow There is still a lot of poisonous gas, the big killer.

But the risk of using that thing from the city was too high, and Bruce wanted to test this guy's other abilities again, so he wasn't in a hurry to do it.

With a green tail, the plane circled the city steadily, firing gel bombs, electric shock guns, and catch nets at the man from time to time to interfere with his movements.

Bruce noticed that a yellow gel bomb had a particularly strong effect on the man, and even almost captured him once, but the same type of white gel bomb was not so effective. The difference or other reasons need further research.

"Interesting." The man laughed angrily.

He raised his hands above his head, and the green light formed a big hammer more than ten meters high in his hand, and he slammed it down fiercely, "Can't you run? Then look at this!"

"boom!!!"

The sound of violent impact was heard far away in the night sky, but unexpectedly, the bat machine left the airspace intact, but the hammer formed by the green light was blocked by something hard. Forcibly blocked in mid-air.

"Super power should not be used to bully human beings." The gentle voice reached the man's ears, and at the end of the green light, he saw men of three primary colors floating in the air, with cloaks fluttering in the wind.

The green hammer hit him on the head, like a child smashing a warship with an inflatable hammer, no matter how hard the man tried his best, he couldn't move forward.

The sound of "Kara Kala" sounded, and the crack quickly extended from the place where the hammer intersected with him to the man's hand. In the next second, the green light exploded in mid-air like shattered glass, turning into a firefly Fragmentary dots of light shine brightly in the night.

Clark stood in the center of the fireworks-like light, looked up at the man, with a serious expression and stern eyes, "You have crossed the line."

"Aha, Superman." The man felt great pressure, but he still laughed, "It just so happens that he seems to be looking for you, so I don't need to pick you up one by one now."

"Who is he?" Clark asked.

But the other party obviously had no intention of talking, and more than a dozen chains of green light rushed up, binding him tightly from beginning to end.

"That's all it is... Huh." Before the man could finish his sentence, a steel-like fist hit his chest, forcing his unspoken words into a muffled grunt.

The man was sent flying, and his body turned into a green shooting star in the night sky.

But the next second Clark appeared behind him, grabbing his back with one hand, and the huge impact made him almost vomit blood.

Then he heard that gentle voice rang in his ears again, "Is it comfortable to be bullied?"

Immediately afterwards, there was another huge force, and he felt himself being thrown out again.

"Fuck!"

He felt as if he had turned into a badminton and was constantly being slapped and thrown on the court. Without the protection of the power of the green light, his bones would probably be shattered into slag now.

But the energy of the green light began to be a little bit unsupportable in this continuous explosion, and he could almost hear the sound of the light screen breaking.

But he couldn't just lose like this... The willpower was unprecedentedly strong, the green light shrank for a while, and then suddenly brightened centered on him.