After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

When Batman used his rationality and pessimism to solemnly end Hilda's fantasy, Hilda was full of shock and had nowhere to vent, and walked back with a mess of hair .

Who can understand her shock when she turned her head and was blown backwards by the airflow from the motorcycle?

Isn't Batman a bit unconventional as a superhero?Doesn't it mean that the Superheroes are happy to help weak and innocent citizens within their capabilities?Thanks to how friendly she was to him last time——

And he was chatting happily just now, why did this guy ruthlessly walk away in the next second?Hilda couldn't understand it at all.

However, seeing that the police car was getting closer and closer in the distance, she resolutely turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

Hilda would rather walk for hours than drive across most of the city in a police car.

After walking a few kilometers, Hilda flagged a taxi, knocked out the malicious taxi driver after driving for about 5 minutes, snatched his gun, took some money and left him. After walking for a while, I took a second taxi and quickly beat up the second taxi driver... This process was repeated about four times.

...Too bad, Gotham.

When she got out of the taxi for the fourth time, she was already very close to home.Various neon signboards flashed, trying to attract the attention of passers-by. Hilda looked like a ostentatious nouveau riche. Every pocket was full of banknotes. Because she just stuffed them casually, a few banknotes fell from the jacket pocket to the ground. She didn't even bother to look at them, just as if they didn't exist.

It's a pity that these banknotes are like bait, attracting more guys who don't know what to do.

Behind her, several men quietly picked up the banknotes and followed silently.

A boy sitting in a KFC store with a bag on his back saw this scene. He was a little restless, hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind, said something hastily to his companions, and then slipped out quietly.

The look on Hilda's face was not pretty.Normally, her mood is quite pleasant.But maybe she walked a little too much today, and she got guns pointed at her head a little too many times, or to put it simply, she met too many stupid fools today, so that she felt a little nauseous——

In short, when she deliberately turned into a dead end, she really intended to rely on violence to vent her unhappiness.

Yet these young fools, totally unaware of what was about to happen, smugly thought they had spotted the fat sheep, followed Hilda and quickly drew their knives—and at this point Hilda had even decided to kill the few Individuals hung on poles to dry overnight.

This plan was ruined by the kid who broke in at the end.

The spider web controlled these Gotham gangsters who couldn't get on the stage, and Spider-Man, who represented justice, appeared in the dilapidated dead end, scratched his head in some annoyance, and turned his head to try to comfort Hilda, who was not afraid or even a little regretful : "Hey miss, are you okay? Don't be afraid, it's all right."

Hilda looked at him, she thought the red and blue outfit of him was very interesting - Batman was always in black, how could he be so bright?

"I'm not afraid..." She waved her hand, developing a good impression of this bright-colored newcomer, "Who are you? Our Gotham superhero? Newcomer? I've never seen you before."

"Uh...I, I'm Spider-Man." He was a little at a loss by such eyes, "But I'm not from Gotham, I'm from New York, I just happened to come to Gotham...for vacation."

Not a local hero?

Hilda lost interest in an instant: "Oh, you are a foreigner? No wonder your color and style of painting look different. Thank you for your support, foreigner. But you have to ask the local hero Batman for your business in Gotham. Have you ever submitted an application? Although you have good intentions, Gotham is a very well-behaved city after all..."

Spider-Man: "...??" Do you have regional discrimination against superheroes in Gotham? ? ?

He couldn't understand: "What application? I know Batman, but some people say that he is just an urban legend-because no one has ever taken his image, so he actually exists???" He looked Feeling a little excited, "Do you know Batman? I—"

He turned around suddenly and patched a thread to a prisoner who struggled out of the spider web and tried to escape, "Hi, sorry, I almost forgot about you. Sorry, miss, do you know how to get to Gotham Police Station? I feel like I should send these people to the police station first."

"FUCKYOU!! Stinky spider!!" A man stuck to the wall yelled, "Why do you outlander come to our Gotham to meddle in your own business?! Just wait, Batman will drive you out of Gotham Yes! Go back to your New York!"

"It's Spider-Man, not Spider." He corrected with some distress, scratching his head, "Don't worry, I will return to New York after I send you to the police station and finish my business."

"I fuck you——hmm! Mmmmm!" He was sealed by spider threads.

Spider-Man shrugged: "Perhaps being quiet is more suitable for you."

Hilda almost laughed: "Your web is quite useful. Is that why you're called Spider-Man?"

Without waiting for Spider-Man to answer, she continued, as if the sentence was just casual: "I know where the police station is, but I don't know how to get from this place-I suggest you don't go, in case you run into He won't be happy with Batman."

She lowered her voice: "You know... Batman is a stingy superhero."

Spider-Man, who hasn't seen too many superheroes, was shocked: "Really?!"

Hilda thought he was really interesting, so she nodded seriously: "Yes, as we all know, Gotham belongs to him, and now you, an outsider, are doing whatever you want in his Gotham, so you have to be careful …He’s not going to be merciful just because you have the same profession. You know, Batman is the most powerful superhero in the world—the most powerful in every way.”

Spider-Man was stunned for a moment: "Eh? The most, most powerful superhero? Wait - this is wrong! The most powerful superhero should be..."

"Is this fucking important?!" The gangster, who had been quietly staying aside, finally couldn't help it, "Can you stop chatting first! Can you hurry up and send us to the police station?! My arm It’s so sour after hanging on the wall for so long!”

"Sorry!" Spiderman subconsciously apologized, and rummaged through his phone in embarrassment, "I use Google Maps..."

"Just hang them here," Hilda said. "At most, call the police. The GCPD will come and pick them up later."

"But……"

"Come on! I'm a local, listen to me, you're right." Hilda walked towards him, quickly patted him on the shoulder, her eyes in uniform widened, and she took a step back. This made Hilda raise her eyebrows: "Are all the superheroes in New York in your style?"

Spider-Man quickly waved his hands: "What, what? Of course not - I'm just a newcomer, how can I represent the superheroes of New York!"

Fortunately not, if all the superheroes in New York are in this style, it would be a bit too cute.

——If Batman is also in this style, then he will definitely not refuse her request for a ride tonight.

As if thinking of something, Spider-Man patted his head, turned around and took out two crumpled banknotes from a gangster, and handed them to Hilda: "This is the money you dropped on the ground just now, take it away, and put it down." Second, be careful!"

"Ah..." She looked at the banknote for a while, then looked at Spider-Man again, "I don't want it anymore, this money is for you."

He was stunned: "... Huh? What? Give, give me? No, no, no—" He realized that he almost didn't jump up, as if the money in his hand was hot, "How can I ask for your money?! "

"Thank you fee." She said concisely.

"No no no no—" he became more nervous, "I don't need this, I'm just here to help, how can I collect money?!"

"How is this collecting money?" Hilda couldn't understand more than him, "This is what I am willing to give you..."

"No!" He hurriedly wanted to hand the money to Hilda, but she moved faster than him and quickly dodged it. He didn't give up and tried to hand it again. Played peek-a-boo.

"Don't you two give it to us!" Someone on the background wall couldn't bear it anymore.

Hilda just hid by the wall: "For you? Are you worthy?"

"I don't deserve it either!!" Spider-Man wailed, "Please take the money back!"

"I said it's for you!" she said unhappily, "I said you deserve it and you deserve it—don't push it! Don't bother me! I'm so tired today, I can't play with you any longer."

"No, I really can't take it!" Spiderman panicked even more.

"We can give it to us!!" There were people beside him who wanted to join in the fun.

The scene was very chaotic for a while, a group of men were shouting like ducks.Hilda almost rolled her eyes. She really walked a long way today, exhausted both physically and mentally. As a result, she was unlucky and had to run into something that didn't go her way. In a moment of anger, she took out the The gun hit the head of the bastard who yelled the loudest: "Okay, shut up now!!"

He shut up for a moment.

Spider-Man was dumbfounded: "Wait, wait..."

"Shut up, too!" Hilda scolded him, "or I'll be rude to him!"

Spider-Man: "...?"

He glanced bewilderedly at the three robbers who were fixed on the wall with spider silk, then at Hilda who was holding a gun at them with a fierce face, and finally glanced at the banknotes in his hand. Franklin Chang was staring at him with a dazed motionlessness—the scene in front of him seemed both familiar and absurd to Spider-Man.

"Okay." Hilda showed a triumphant smile after successfully taking the hostage, and knocked the hapless robber on the head with the muzzle of a gun, "Now, you, Spider-Man, accept the money for me immediately."

Spider-Man a thrill: "I"

"Or I'll blow his head off." Hilda threatened, "You're a superhero, you definitely don't want to see that kind of scene."

Spider-Man: "????"

He didn't know what to do for a while, standing in the cold wind of Gotham very dazed.

"Fuck you, hurry up!!" The one who was pointed at couldn't take it anymore.

"Who are you talking to!" Hilda shot his head with a gun angrily, "He's a superhero, and you're a scum of society. How dare you tell him? Who gave you face??"

She still wanted to smash it, but Spider-Man panicked: "Don't stop it!" He hurriedly put the banknotes in his hands, "Let him go, he is Wu... Wu, although he is not innocent, he can't do it casually." Smash it!"

Hilda smiled with satisfaction: "It should have been this way. Now you can leave here, Spider-Man, and go on your vacation."

"What about you?" he asked.

"Me? I'll be home later." Hilda said, "Don't mind your own business, little spider, do as I say, you know, Batman is watching you!"

He still wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to continue, so he could only take three steps and turned around, and walked to the entrance of the alley.

Hilda put away her pistol, knocked out one of the robbers with force, and then quickly knocked out the other two to prevent them from escaping before the GCPD arrived.

She waved at him and said, "Goodbye little spider!"