'Newborn' is a superhero

From the United States to Italy, Xie Ming and Ah Luo used the fastest speed, and the sky was already bright.They rushed into Volturi's base camp without any delay, but they didn't see half of the vampires.

"Both Volturi and Romania are not here?" Luo frowned tightly, "Chelsea is not someone who would joke about such things, so..."

"So the battlefield has shifted?" Xie Ming continued for Ah Luo, and suddenly saw Gina hiding in the corner shivering, "Hey! Your little dessert is still there."

A Luo glared at Xie Ming, dissatisfied with his description of the only human being in the Volturi, although the entire Volturi called Gina that.

"What do you know?" He bent down to pick up Gina's thin chin, and his tone brought some calm strength.

Gina stopped shivering as expected, her pupils focused on Ah Luo, and then clenched her teeth, "Here come...those monsters..."

"Okay, girl, I know everything, now you can rest." Aro gently stroked Gina's hair, putting the poor human into a coma, "Let's go." He stood up and straightened Looking at Xie Ming, "They set the battlefield in the Alps."

Xie Ming was surprised: "Miss Dessert obviously hasn't said anything yet!" So how did you know?

"You really forgot about my dark talent?" Aro rubbed his forehead with a headache, and ended the topic decisively, "Over the past 1000 years, I don't know what Krishna has done to me, and the way I look now looks a little weird , not like a vampire, but like a monster." He recalled what Gina was thinking, and his frown deepened.

At this time, Xie Ming had just completed the backtracking, and his face was a little ugly: "Indeed, it even looks a bit like Levele..." He muttered in a low voice.

"What?" Ah Luo had been thinking about countermeasures, but he didn't pay attention to what Xie Ming said, so he couldn't help asking.

Xie Ming shook his head: "I'm just feeling emotional, but it doesn't look like Chrissy was injured, he has probably recovered."

"After all, it has been more than 1000 years, no matter how serious the injury is, it should be healed." Ah Luo sighed: "Don't dawdle here, let's rush to support, I don't know if Caius and Marcus can stand up to it." Hold on." Back then, it took more than a dozen seniors to work together to severely wound Chrissy, but now in Volturi, only three of them are over three thousand years old, and they don't know how the battle is going.

Xie Ming naturally saw Ah Luo's solemnity, so he didn't say anything more, just asked: "Where did I put the box of blood deposit that I specially made last time?"

"Why are you asking this?" Ah Luo frowned.

"The Volturi don't all have such strong self-control like you three elders. It's better to bring blood preservatives than to watch them go crazy and become a drag if they can't control themselves." And the more he watched, the more he felt restrained. Rishi went astray, he looked very much like those e-levels from the previous life.

After all, although the vampire systems of the two worlds are different, and Chrissy is a veteran with high qualifications, who is 100% sure?So it's still good to be prepared.

Ah Luo didn't quite understand, but he didn't have time to ask, he just said: "I put it in the drawer of the low cabinet, that palm-sized iron box, you can get it yourself." place to go.

Xie Ming nodded, quickly walked to the corner and opened the drawer, took out the dark green iron box and put it in his pocket, then chased Ah Luo non-stop.

--America

Batman threw the unconscious Dent to Gordon, and before he had time to investigate the Poison Ivy Girl who shouldn't be here, he left Gotham in a hurry and rushed to Metropolis.

He should be thankful for the intervention of Poison Ivy and the mysterious Oriental, who can control the clown who is watching from the dark, and dare not do anything immediately.Because of this, he dared to take some time to see what happened to Superman.

Something is wrong with his old partner.

Batman is aware of this very clearly. The superman who was so energetic in the past that cannot be explained by science is absolutely impossible to make that kind of weak voice, let alone put him in danger, but the call before the 'battle' It made his heart sink to the bottom.

He's sure Superman is in trouble, and big trouble.

The Batmobile was driving fast, Batman dialed the communication device, and ordered without hesitation: "Tell me where you are, Superman, I'll be in Metropolis soon."

"Oh! Damn it! Don't come here first, I have to figure this thing out first!" Superman resolutely, although his voice was still weak and frightening, without confidence.

Batman pursed his lower lip, too lazy to talk nonsense, quickly turned on the tracking device, and found Superman's location in the next second, "Then you don't need to tell me, I have other ways to find you."

"Shua—" stopped the Batmobile, and amidst Superman's non-stop refusal, Batman pushed open the iron door of the abandoned factory with an unhappy face, and strode in, "The omnipotent Iron Superman, your Where are the bones?" He looked at the "big boy in uniform" limp in the corner with a bad look.

"b..." Superman smiled flatteringly, with some guilty conscience.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Batman quickly walked over and helped Superman up, "Tell me, what's going on this time?"

Superman couldn't help feeling depressed: "Actually, it was just a small case..."

"Small case?" Batman raised his eyebrows, his tone dangerous.

"Oh, b, listen to me, listen to me." Superman strenuously raised his hands and stroked Batman's chest twice, motioning for him to calm down, "I found out that someone in Metropolis wants to manufacture chemical weapons on a large scale , found out the details of the criminals, and came here intending to catch them all."

"Make kryptonite into a chemical weapon?" Batman raised his eyebrows. "They are really creative."

"I really don't know this!" Superman immediately raised his hand and swore, his eyes were very sincere: "Believe me, I never thought of putting myself in danger, otherwise I would definitely wear that lead battle suit!"

"..." Batman didn't say a word, but quickly helped Superman deal with the wound on the lower abdomen, where the blood was bloody, and he knew at a glance that it must have been pierced by a bullet containing kryptonite, otherwise, with Superman's steel body, he would never Injuried.

"B, don't be angry, I will be more careful next time." Pulling Batman's arm, Superman flattened his mouth, looking extremely pitiful, "How's your case over there?"

"Change the subject." Batman glared at Superman, mercilessly exposing the other party's purpose, he sighed, and finally turned the page mercifully, "The clown hasn't been caught yet, but the poisonous I don't know why the vine girl is on our side. Rachel was rescued by her, and I successfully took Dent away. As long as Dent is okay, the citizens of Gotham will not lose hope, and the gang's conspiracy can only end without a problem. "

"Hmm..." Superman groaned in pain, obviously tortured by Batman's rude way of taking the bomb, "be gentle, b, I'm not your enemy."

"I know, don't you think I'll help the enemy get the bullet casings? Hold on!" After that, Batman made up his mind and quickly cut off the broken flesh around the bullet hole. There were many kryptonite fragments inserted into the flesh and blood. There is no way to get it clean, so I can only use this method to solve it.

Seeing the skin on Superman's abdomen grow quickly, Batman patted him mercilessly and sighed.

"Isn't it already resolved satisfactorily, what are you still worried about?" After the kryptonite was removed, Superman immediately got rid of his weakness and became alive and well, "Otherwise I will accompany you back to Gotham and find out that psychopath, so you won't be uneasy."

"I'm not worried about the clown." Batman stood up and walked towards the door. "Actually, I'm worried about Dent."

Superman was puzzled: "What happened to the prosecutor?"

"He's fine, except for the bruises on his wrists from the rope, which can't be better." Batman narrowed his eyes: "I just suddenly found that there is still a little gap between Dent and the Knight of Light in my mind." , For example, once he is in a desperate situation, that guy becomes a fool with a simple mind and well-developed limbs."

Superman blinked, feeling ominous.

Sure enough, the next second, Batman gave him a disgusted look, sarcastically: "Dent refused to leave when I went to save him, and insisted that I abandon him to rescue Rachel who was thousands of miles away... What a pity, then He was like a second Superman at the time."

"Hey! I won't be like him!" Superman waved his arms in dissatisfaction, and quickly walked a few steps to follow, "I obviously..."

"Be careful!" Batman saw a touch of green sharply, pushed Superman away, and slid down with his arms covered.

"Batman!" Superman's eyes widened instantly, looking at his old partner in disbelief, and his heart stopped beating for a moment.

"Don't be dazed, go and get rid of that guy." Batman leaned against the wall, pointing dissatisfiedly at the hidden fish hidden behind the iron gate, "I'm afraid he discovered your mistake, Superman's weakness probably cannot be concealed gone."

Yes, if he hadn't discovered Superman's strange reaction to the new weapons they developed, the criminal would not have dared to target them. After all, he was hiding in this situation, and he escaped after they left. The best way.

Superman obviously knew this too. He took a deep breath, glared at the fleeing criminal, rushed over mercilessly, and knocked him unconscious.

"What are you not planning to do?" Batman was curious. "He knows your weakness, and it is very likely that it will be known to everyone in the future."

"Otherwise? Kill him?" Superman shook his head: "Come on, I'm not a thug. Anyway, those who should know already know, and the rest doesn't matter." He recalled the perplexed expression of the criminal before fainting , Guess: "Although that person realizes that the weapon is useful, I'm afraid he can't figure out what is restraining me, so it's not as bad as you think."

Batman nodded noncommittally, covering his gunshot wound in silence.

Superman didn't explain any more, but leaned forward eagerly, holding Batman's arm carefully, his eyes were a little red: "You help me get the bomb tool, this time I'll get it for you."

Batman nodded, and threw the knife and tweezers over, "Don't worry." He seemed to see the big tail hanging down behind Superman, and couldn't bear it, "Kryptonite is only fatal to you, but it's actually fatal to me. It's not much different from normal bullets."

So a shot in the arm really wasn't a big deal.

Although Superman also understands this, but it is the discomfort of psychological soreness and soreness.He was a little moved and a little angry.

"Then don't put yourself in danger!" Angrily, he took out the bullet casing. Superman was glad that the bullet on Batman's arm didn't shatter, so he didn't have to dig his flesh like him. After all, B was just an ordinary person. The speed of wound recovery can't be compared with him. "I really don't know what position you have to despise the big prosecutor, just as reckless."

He has always been the one who educated Superman, and Batman, who was rarely educated, gave him a dissatisfied look and stopped gnawing.But after a while, he felt dizzy and couldn't help closing his eyes.

——b, how did your skin around the bullet hole turn green!

——How would I know, stupid super!Take me back to Wayne Mansion quickly... at least Fox can help.

Batman didn't know if he had succeeded in conveying his meaning. His mind finally heard Superman's anxious exclamation, and then completely stopped functioning, and fell into a thick black sweetness.

The author has something to say: The little fox dropped two mines, hug me