[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

Fast first learned about this world from the system. This is a world full of superheroes, high technology, magic and mutations. Various superheroes emerge in endlessly, and so do villains.

Gotham, a bustling trading city, is dingy and dark beneath its bright surface.

This city has been rated as the most dangerous place in the United States. Various crimes such as gang fights, drug dealing, and arms smuggling are common occurrences. Every area in the city is divided into territories by different villains.

Immediately afterwards, Fast searched for "joker" on the Internet. The villain he was about to become, what caught his eyes was a map of Gotham divided into colorful ones and presented in front of Fast.

The colorful places are all marked as which villain's territory. A JOKER word covering the whole map tells Fast that the entire Gotham is Joker's domain.

Fast tapped on the desktop thoughtfully, and continued to browse the joker's information. Those bloody information and videos that make ordinary people creepy were hung on the webpage like a clown's medal.

Fast couldn't feel any bad emotions at all.

Instead, a sense of excitement welled up in his heart that he would play this lunatic.There is a voice in my heart saying that you will be better than him.

Fast took a sip of ice water to suppress his agitation.

And there is only one superhero here, the dark knight, Batman.Fast watched a lot of recorded videos related to Batman.

After repeated observations, he found that Batman is a human being with no super powers, but with good physical functions or very powerful physical functions, and has a bottom line of not killing.

This reassured Fast a little, well, at least the 'superhero' in this city is an ordinary person, and he won't shoot a hand cannon at him like the New York next door, nor is he like the superhuman in the metropolis who has super hearing and strength some type of.

Fast picked around cities and settled on New York as his active spot as a superhero.

First of all, there are many superheroes in New York, unlike cities such as Metropolis, Central City, Star City, and Chicago, which only have one guardian, which means that there are not many things in New York.

After all, there are so many superheroes in charge of New York. The Avengers should not only pay attention to New York, but also to the anti-terrorism issues around the world. Who makes them a big organization?

And as a low-key superhero, I just help them solve some black things in New York that they don't notice.

Safe and low-key.

By the way, Fast noticed that this body was not his own. Although the face was exactly the same as his own, Fast was 100% sure that it was not his body.

This body didn't show any signs of exercise, it looked like what Fast would have looked like if he hadn't become a mercenary, an ordinary college student.

Only there were calluses on the fingertips and some calluses on the side of the thumb tip. Fast didn't know what left them, and he couldn't guess what the original owner of this body was doing.

Fast exercised a little and noticed that although this body has not been exercised, it hides a good strength, even stronger than his body before death.

Regarding this point, the reply from the system is: This body is tailor-made for Fast, and since he wants to become a superhero, proper body strengthening is a must.

Similarly, in order to facilitate Faust's camouflage, except for natural age growth and external forces, other parts of this body will remain the same.

That is to say, no matter how many weapons he uses, his fingers will never callus, but if he is injured, the wound will still leave marks on the skin.

After the system finished speaking, Fast lifted his clothes and looked at his supposedly firm eight-pack abs, only a thin six-pack remained, and said a dirty word.

What's the use of that.

Fast sneered, probably to make him look like a pure and ordinary person. Who would have thought that an ordinary person who didn't even have a cocoon and his fingers were not touching the spring water would be a murderous devil without blinking an eye.

Faster opened the closet and saw the neatly arranged purple suits. There were mobile phones and piles of banknotes in the bedside table. Bottles of body paint and lipsticks were piled up in the bathroom. He opened the mirror , behind the mirror are all kinds of medical supplies.

The wall of the place that should have been the kitchen was covered with various firearms, knives, and several specially made and sharp ghost card props.

As for how Fast was able to tell that this was the kitchen, there were a lot of wires and electric holes on the walls.

The living room is very empty, just a sofa and a TV, and there is a refrigerator in the corner.The same is true for the room, just a bed and a wardrobe.

This is an unused safehouse for Joker, Fast made his judgment.

This is exactly what Fast wanted. Fast was a mercenary in the past. Most of his days were either on missions, running around evading enemies, or staying in safe houses gathering intelligence.

Fast has never had a place like home, such a warm place, and he doesn't need it, all he needs is a place that can provide him with a short rest.

After thinking for a while, Fast decided to go out. He needed some necessities.

Like clothes other than the purple suit, a laptop, and the intelligence network to find the city.

Fortunately, the system bought an ID card for him, Fast Hepburn, so that he would not end up as a criminal.

Of course, the most important thing is that everything must be done when he has money.

If he uses the Joker's identity to get some money, or directly uses the Joker's money, it will bring him a lot of trouble. There is a certain chance that the money will be reported as lost in the bank.

Once it is used, it may face the risk of being traced, and Fast does not want to cause unnecessary trouble for himself.

There are many ways to get money, and Fast is looking for the simplest and fastest one.

Fast squinted, his beautiful green eyes reflected the colorful neon sign, Gotham Casino.

Because he didn't have any money, Fast could only walk all the way here along the system's navigation system, and walked for about three hours. It was supposed to be five o'clock in the afternoon, but Fast turned into night.

Night is when these venues are most popular.

Waiters in uniforms stand at the door and salute every customer who enters and exits, and every man and woman who enters and exits wears expensive suits or dresses.

Most of them are smiling and radiant, and their gestures are aristocratic. Not all of them came here with the mentality of coming here to make a lot of money.

In other words, tonight is a rare and frequent day for the Gotham Grand Casino. According to reliable sources, a big man who has just recovered from a serious illness is coming to play today. Many people just want to make friends with this big man. come here.

Fast glanced at the casino with a lot of people, instinctively resisted, maybe he should find a smaller casino, but small casinos are prone to default and credit.

It may cause quarrels with other people, causing trouble and unnecessary attention. Who doesn't know that small casinos usually have people behind them.

So far, Fast hasn't thought about making trouble for himself.

So only here is the most suitable for Fast.

Fast stepped up the red-carpeted stairs and was about to enter the revolving door when a white-gloved hand blocked his way.

"Sir, please wait a moment." The attendant stopped Fast with a polite smile.

"Huh?" Fast squeezed out a word from his throat.

The attendant frowned suspiciously and looked at the young man standing in front of him.

Fast is different from these nobles who dress expensively and gorgeously. He is simply wearing a white t-shirt that may have been bought from a street stall for one dollar, black jeans of the same low quality, and white sneakers that are not clean. .

The black short curly hair was casually scattered around the face, making the already fair skin even more flawless, and the narrow and beautiful green eyes were slightly narrowed.

With a high nose bridge, slightly pursed thin lips, and a slender and graceful neck, he casually fiddled with his mobile phone, completely ignoring the attendant's hesitation.

There are rules in the casino that no one who has no worth and status is allowed to enter.

In the past, those desperate poor came to the casino with their wages to reverse their fate, but their families were ruined and they couldn't even pay one-tenth of the betting money, and they were forced to commit suicide in the end.

The managers of the casino don't care about the lives of the poor, they only care about the money, and those who have died are relieved, and the remaining gambling money that cannot be repaid must be repaid by the casino.

So the real job of the servants outside the casino is to keep the poor and the poor from entering the casino, they are all very discerning guys who have been specially selected.

The young man in front of him made it difficult for the attendant. The young man's fair and flawless skin is not something that ordinary people can raise, and the temperament of the young man is also not as daunting as ordinary people entering this kind of place for the first time. On the contrary, he doesn't care What kind of family can set foot in front of the place.

But the fabric of the clothes he was wearing was indeed the worst kind.

The attendant looked around, and suddenly noticed the black mobile phone in the young man's hand. Oh, it is the latest mobile phone of the XX brand, and the price is almost equivalent to three months' income of an ordinary family.

The attendant immediately had a certain guess about Fast's identity. This must be a young master from a certain family who sneaked out to play. Because he was afraid of being found out, he bought clothes at random on the street.

The work of the attendants did not include informing the young master's parents, their job was only to check whether the guests were eligible to enter the venue.So the attendant quickly lowered his raised eyebrows.

The attendant said in a polite and respectful tone: "Sorry, we stipulate that only adults can enter the casino here, can you show me your ID card?"

Fast glanced lightly at the attendant, he frowned a little impatiently, and finally took out the ID card from his trouser pocket, and his fingers 'just' blocked part of the first and last name.

"Is that all right?"

"Thank you for your cooperation, sir."

The attendant just glanced at the ID card and let Fast go in.

He was just looking for a step down for himself, and he didn't really care about Fast's age, and he could tell from Fast's expression that the guest was impatient.

Likewise, Fast sees through this.

He guessed the attendant's thoughts the whole time, so he just used his fingers to 'inadvertently' hide more important information, so as to avoid being subconsciously remembered by the attendant.

Be careful not to sail for thousands of years, don't leave any clues to others, and there will be no time to be caught.

Fast took back his ID card and walked into the casino without looking at the attendant again.