Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

Gotham City, a corner of the old city.

The sunset in the evening almost took all the light away from this steel forest. As the clock ticked, the vehicles passing through the streets and alleys gradually became thinner, and the few pedestrians were mostly hurried and vigilant.

This is the crime capital.

Those who dare to move in the middle of the night are either good at committing crimes, or they hide some tricks to stop the damage and get rid of the villains. Of course, there are also the hard-working Bat Family and the GCPD who always appears at the last second.

Luke, a street gangster in Park Lane, should undoubtedly be classified in the first category, but this does not prevent him from feeling that he has been violated by others. "Who did it?" He held the wooden warehouse and asked sullenly.

The three "newcomers" who came to occupy the site were scared to death.

"I swear to my dead great-aunt that I didn't do it." One of them held up his hands.

"But, maybe it was made by wild cats and wild dogs." The other shrank and said, "Have mercy, we just came to this place, and there is nowhere to hide things."

The last one just let out a dismal whimper.

"Me! No! Here! Somebody stole my boots!" Luke snarled. "It's a pair! Buckskin! Boots! Someone stole them while I was sleeping! That's what they did!" People are only worthy of going to hell to lick the soles of old bats!"

Although it is very common to lose shoes and food after sleeping in the slums, in the face of a wooden warehouse, a violent man and an imminent threat of death, the three of them did not dare to say anything, but they were so frightened. Swallow.They looked at me and I looked at you, and finally the man with his hands up said, "Luke, Lucas, I mean, sir, maybe the new bum stole it?"

Oh, by the way, there's a fourth new guy.

Luke looked down the street.

Leaning against the telephone booth and curled up in a ball is a young man, wrapped in a camel-colored canvas bag, with a dirty and crumpled tinfoil that was dug out from some garbage dump under his buttocks, and he doesn’t look like he can keep warm at all. .I don't know whether it was because of the cold or fear, facing Luke who was approaching like a bull with anger, he was trembling all over, and the locks of hair hanging around his ears kept moving, like strips of oilcloth blowing in the wind.

The most important thing is - Luke's eyes swept into the pile of tinfoil, as if he vaguely saw two dirty shoelaces. "Boy, you are very brave!" He loaded the wooden warehouse, grabbed the young man's shoulder with one hand, and tore it vigorously, "Come here, you and me, we have something to talk about... you I don’t know whose territory this is, do I?” His attention was completely diverted, and he didn’t even notice that there were three people running for their lives behind him.

The sun had completely set, and the street lamps came on, and one of them seemed to be broken, flickering on and off.The light hitting the young man brought him a gloom that didn't match his age.Luke was a little offended to find that, at some point, he had stopped shaking.

Then the young man stood up, patted his buttocks, and pulled the pair of shoes out of the tin pile with his toes. "There are only two of us left, little Lu." He shrugged easily, looking unusually tall under the light, "I brought what he wanted to say for the black mask, and this area will not be under your control from now on."

"Are you the one with the black mask?" Strangely, Luke's temper dropped.

"It's true." The young man opened his dirty coat, and there was a small pin on the inside, "But he didn't transfer you away. Boss needs us to control this area. There is something important tomorrow. The things that need to pass through here, there can be no mistakes."

"Tomorrow? But how did I hear that the time for the transfer of the new medicine is—wait a minute, aren't you an idiot?" Luke lifted the wooden hatch that had just been put down.

That's a pretty serious charge in the Gotham underworld.

Almost immediately, the young man opened his mouth to say something in his defense.Before he could say anything nice, a huge ice sheet rolled down the alley from the top of the nearby Savings Bank building.The cold air and the sharp little ice flakes pounced on both of them at the same time, making their cheeks ache and their fingers stiff.

First a burly man in weird armor with glowing red glasses slid down the ice, followed by a bluish-glowing guy, followed by a staggering waltzing clown, and finally a The human-shaped fireball disintegrated the ice where it passed, and the water flowed vertically to the ground like a waterfall.They chased each other, biting each other, and ran through Park Lane, leaving two dumb punks behind.

"Is that the X-Men?" Luke mumbled after an unknown amount of time.

The young man didn't answer, as if completely taken aback, and Luke swore he saw the kid's face twitch a few times.

To be honest, he can't blame him for this. Any native Gotham person will probably fall into a state of doubt about life after facing such a scene. He has already spent a lot of effort to hold back the screams .

This is—but Gotham!

What happened to Freeze Man being chased? Iceman used his super power to force him to run around. Spider-Man who jumped out of nowhere followed behind to join in the fun. Even the Fantastic Four who lived in Manhattan, New York ran over. With a kick in, the appearance of the Thunderbolt is more conspicuous than 300 million light bulbs, and it can almost blind people's eyes.

Poor Mr. Freeze, he has probably never suffered such a big grievance since his debut.

"It's all the old Bat's fault," Luke said sympathetically. "Damn the old Bat, he put this mess of uniform lovers in our city. If you ask me, he might be threatened by some big guy."

"He might be dead." The young man finally came back to his senses, and said dryly - Luke immediately cast him a questioning look, as if what he just said was a peerless joke. "That's a bat, boy. That thing must come from some dark world. Bats don't die."

The young man was speechless for a moment.

Three and 10 minutes later, they parted ways in the alley.

The young man walked out from the alley after Luke left, jumped onto the low wall lightly but powerfully like a cheetah, walked around the lamp post in two or three steps, and disappeared into the shadows.He took off the canvas bag on his body, clicked a few times on his right arm, and somehow brought up a very technological communication interface.

On the other side of the image is a very amiable old man.

Seeing that the communication was connected, the young man cleared his throat and said, "They are going to deliver a new batch of medicine to the dock tomorrow night. This batch of medicine will be used in a larger-scale experiment. Some kryptonite powder and other mysterious substance extracts..."

"An ambush?" asked the old man.

"That's right, it's time to warn the allies." The young man said, as if thinking of something, he snorted coldly, "Maybe I should directly put a loudspeaker in the central memorial square to broadcast 24 hours a day, considering that they are already unscrupulous in this city .Now every drunk, whore and bum in Gotham knows there's some... new faces in town."

In the end, his tone became more and more dissatisfied.

"In order to bring super criminals to justice as soon as possible, the method of enclosing land is no longer feasible, Master Wayne." The old man—Alfred said slowly, "You can refuse the help from your friends, But I can't object to the arrangement for the destiny of mankind. As an old man who just wants to retire, I think this kind of 'chaos' can't be better."

"You don't want to be like enclosures, Tony."

The next morning, someone was talking tens of kilometers away.

After receiving a message from Batman, the superheroes were chasing down a group of gangsters working for Kim in Hell's Kitchen, and the scene fell into chaos for a while.

The villains entrenched in Hell's Kitchen can be said to be the toughest opponents in New York. Relying on the small and complex terrain and the high-tech weapons far beyond the level of normal gangster equipment, they are like slippery loach, or the kind with thorns , Repeatedly, the police officers who came to stop the crime were defeated or even injured.Fortunately, there is a good leader this time.

Among the crowd rushing in various ways, a hero in a red battle suit and a cane in his hand ran at the forefront.I don't know what kind of material that walking stick is made of. It is not only used as a support stick, but also as a grapple for climbing, a rope for swinging around, and a weapon for fighting.Sometimes, this cane will be broken into two sections. From the structural point of view, it may be originally designed to be two pieces combined into one.

At least Iron Man appreciates the design - and says it would be better and stronger if he did it.

"You're just jealous of his physique," Natasha said over the comm channel after knocking out a corner head.

"Me? Jealousy? You must be joking, ma'am." Tony passed through a narrow gap in the building, and tacitly made a coordination with the angel like a football hitting a wall, shaking the enemy carrying the bazooka to find him. Not going north.The angel rose extremely fast, and the pair of huge white wings shone brightly under the sun. "Why don't I be jealous of Worthington? Have you seen this pair of wings? I simply suspect that I live in the world of online games."

"I can hear you, Stark," said the angel from above.

Tony made a face inside his visor that no one could see.He teased the enemy for another moment before unhurriedly calling out the sonic weapon and knocking him to the ground.There was an ominous sound from the rocket barrel. Just as Tony was about to launch the newly developed frozen spider web, a slender figure suddenly descended from the sky. The Invisible Woman opened her hands, and distorted ripples appeared in the air. The rockets were intercepted inside.

"Just in time, Susan," said the angel into the headset.

"Very good job." The red battle coat swinging up from the window also said.

"'Nice job'? Where are you from, 60s? There's only one of us who can say that." Tony fussed, "Nata, where did you find this guy? Rodgers the freezer?"

"He's an old friend." Black Widow snorted.

"Ah, your old friend, our new friend," Tony said, "but, the superhero who haunts the dark, in a place full of crime, takes out villains with punches, kicks, and props. Wearing a tight uniform, with two horns on his head, he has an inseparable relationship with sewers, roofs, and toilets. How about it, does it sound familiar?"

"You just hate how Batman always has a point," Angel said, holding back a laugh.

"Nonsense." Iron Man blasted away the last obstacle in front of them and the underworld base camp with a palm, stretched out his hand and pointed to Captain America who was clearing the way with a shield in front, and compared the reactor that was brighter than himself, "I just It's just a little New Yorker pride, Gotham is dark and gloomy, and we New Yorkers despise this style."

"Oh, the enclosure thing." Clint laughed.

"I can make Hell's Kitchen my place in a minute." Tony booed him.

"Me too," said the angel.

"I hate you guys," Clint said.

"It's not my fault that S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't give you a salary increase." Tony hummed a ditty proudly, "But don't be sad, Barton, Fury is so harsh on every employee, completely generous to me. Not the same. Look at other people, laying in bed for 70 years, being dug out of the ice and continuing to work, not getting enough monthly salary to buy a house and pay off the mortgage, right, Rogers? Well, I don't have that kind of trouble."

Everyone couldn't help but fell into silence.

So when Jin walked out of the room and was about to make some of the villain's signature remarks, he was greeted by a very unhappy Captain America, a very unhappy Flash, and a very unhappy Green Lantern .

Five minutes later, Jin Bin's men scattered like birds and beasts, and his armed base in Hell's Kitchen collapsed, while he himself was captured without a fight, and the stored documents were successfully intercepted.

The news spread to the Sanctuary of New York immediately, and the mages waiting there used special means to determine the address of the last Hydra base, which is also the information exchange center of the current super criminal alliance, and then opened the portal directly outside the base Two kilometers away.

The strike team filed out of the portal.

There are only seven members of this team, but let's see which seven exist-Superman, Hulk, Thor, Scarlet Witch, Vision, Dark Phoenix and Martian.Any one here can wreak havoc by sheer ability alone, and they are appointed to spearhead the enemy's plans for this reason.

Destroying the last base and capturing all the villains in the base alive was the first task they received.

"What do you think, Banner, let's smash something?" Thor said enthusiastically.

Beside them, Jean Gray and Ron Junds, who had recently named himself Martian Manhunter, were discussing in low voices, comparing the number of people in the base they Zuluo perceived.Wanda and Vision stood together. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them for the time being, they pulled up the collar carefully for her husband and told each other to be careful.

"Let's go." Said Superman as the captain.

Then the strike team took off.

Correction, six of them took off.

"Oh please!" Bruce Banner said desperately.

Then he turned green.