[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

The driver finally spoke at this moment. He swears, and then slapped the radio hard. Of course, the person who spoke couldn't feel the driver's anger, and continued to speak with his little vibrato: "I know some people will I feel a little troubled, it’s okay, I’ll let your people talk about it.”

Soon another person changed over there: "Bring them to Shangxi City."

The driver didn't speak anymore, and the convoy completely deviated from the original route. Helen also saw that something was wrong at this moment, and tightly grabbed Lydia's arm.

Lydia didn't panic, and was even a little excited. It wasn't the first time she had seen this kind of villain. What she pursued was this kind of exciting and interesting life, and she still had cash in her pocket. not afraid.

But the other party didn't just hijack her, and if she escapes now, she doesn't know what the other party will do. Instead of doing this, it's better to fight side by side with Bruce Li Yingwai.

This way they can work together better in the future.

Lydia leaned back in the chair and thought about it, but the expression on her face was very vigilant, which did not arouse the other party's suspicion at all.

They arrived at their destination soon. When she was driven out of the car, she took the opportunity to exchange a few banknotes for a sound transmission ability, and contacted Bruce: [We are being held hostage, and the car is driving to the Upper West Side... Just speak in your heart, I can hear you. 】This kind of ability that does not only affect herself is several times more expensive than ordinary abilities. One-sided communication only costs one hundred dollars. However, in order to allow Bruce to talk to her, Lydia spent five hundred dollars.

My heart is bleeding.

Bruce quickly mastered the power and kept Lydia in touch.

It was too expensive to keep in touch, Lydia quickly looked at the building in front of her as soon as she got out of the car, and described everything she saw to Bruce in detail, but she just looked up to see how many floors the building was, and her head A sack was put on the quilt.

Lydia: [I'm in a sack, come and save me quickly, Batman. ] Bruce: ...

Lydia was escorted to the third floor. The escort took off her hood, let go of her hand, and exited the room.

There is only a light bulb installed on the top of the center of the room, and the wires are exposed. There is a person standing under the light, but Lydia pretended not to see it. She turned her sore wrist slightly and looked around. .

Her hair was a bit disheveled, and her wrist was aching, but it didn't affect her mood. She walked slowly in this rough room, her high heels making a pleasant sound on the floor without tiles.

The other party's eyes kept turning back and forth on her body, and the muscles on his face trembled non-stop, like a nervous twitch. After a while, he finally spoke: "I began to think that you are also a very interesting person... "

Lydia looked at him with a smile, showing no fear at all: "Thank you for the compliment."

She focused on voice transmission to Bruce: [I was taken to a room on the third floor alone, and saw a man in purple clothes with paint on his face—he didn't look like a good person. ] The other party licked his lips, which were redder than Lydia's, and kept shaking his head when he spoke: "...but I think my old friend Batman is a little more interesting."

Lydia: [He said he knew you, Batman. 】Bruce: 【This is a clown, be careful...】The communication has been disconnected here, half an hour has passed, Lydia touched the little cash left in the thigh pocket through her skirt, and decided to change someone connect.

She looked directly at the other person's painted black eyes, took a step towards him slowly, and said softly, "I know Batman."

The clown didn't stare at a single point like a normal person, but turned around on her face, and then took a sudden step forward, squeezed her chin with a purple-gloved hand, and lifted her face. Her face shook left and right, and she spoke intermittently: "Of course you...know Batman, otherwise you think...why should I see you?"

Lydia felt a little hurt from being pinched by him, and only after looking at him so closely did she realize that the paint on this man's face had begun to peel off, and there were uneven scars under the red paint at the corner of his mouth, and she didn't know what caused it.

Her hands were already stuck to the edge of the money pocket, and the folds of the skirt covered the pocket, so it was difficult for others to find out, and if there was something wrong, she planned to use the power, but her heart tensed, her face The expression on his face was still very calm, and he even narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a smile: "Of course, he is a hero."

The clown let go of her face, took out a playing card from the pocket of his clothes, and handed it to Lydia: "Hope your hero will come to save you."

"Thank you for your blessing, in fact," Lydia took his playing cards and stared at the window behind him with a smile, "another hero of mine is coming."

Before the clown could turn his head, he was knocked out by Superman who flew in through the window. The playing cards spun a few times in Lydia's hand. She looked at Clark in the Superman uniform, and finally began to regret tonight. Why didn't you bring your own camera.

Superman's red boots wrapped his explosive calves, and the textured cloak behind him gently swept over his boots under the blowing night wind.

Clark in uniform had a cold expression, he glanced at Lydia and didn't speak.

Lydia didn't care either, she took a step forward, and gently brushed his hand over his cloak. The wonderful touch was beyond Lydia's words, probably because she was too close, and Clark flew into the air He kept a certain distance from her, then turned around and rushed out the door.

Lydia still had the last two hundred dollars left in her pocket. She hesitated for half a second between the powerful ability and her own camera, then broke open the hundred dollars and sent the camera to her hand.

Superman was flying in front, and Lydia was chasing after him vigorously, and stopped from time to time to take pictures of him crushing the enemy. Although the building is broken, at least there is electricity, and the lighting is very good, which is a rare good After lighting up, Lydia was so satisfied that she almost covered her chest and sighed.

Clark seemed to be more familiar with this place than she was. After dealing with the people on this floor, he turned his head slightly, as if he was listening to something, and then flew upstairs resolutely.

Lydia was a little tired from running, and leaned against the wall to catch her breath. Just as she was about to continue to catch up, she felt a violent shaking of the ground under her feet and a loud noise in her ears-this feeling was almost the same as that on Tony's boat at that time. exactly the same.

However, the people who planted the bomb this time were much more ruthless than last time. The ship was fine, but now Lydia clearly felt that the building was tilting bit by bit.

She touched her thigh with her hand, and just as she was about to exchange the last more than 100 dollars for a skill, she saw Clark, who just flew up, flew down at a faster speed than before, flying towards her without stopping. Come over, when passing her, one hand picked her up by the waist, broke through the glass window at the end, and put her safely on the grass not far downstairs.

Superman's flight speed is faster than free fall. When Lydia's feet stepped on the ground, the shards of glass smashed by them had not yet fallen to the ground.

Clark flew back again, but at this moment the building had tilted nearly 30°, and it was too late to go up and save them one by one.

The clown obviously planned it in advance. Lydia was locked on the third floor, while the rest of the people were scattered in various rooms on the tenth floor to ensure that they could not all be rescued before they collapsed.

However, Superman in Metropolis is different from Bruce. He is a real alien. After realizing that he was too late to save people, he flew directly to the side of the collapsed building and supported the outside of the building with his hands, preventing it from continuing. collapse.

Lydia: ...my mother!

She raised the camera subconsciously, and Bruce, who was running by the car, had just arrived. He felt a little shocked when he saw such a scene. After all, superpowers and high technology are two completely different fields, which belong to Superman himself. Superpowers always seem to have a sense of power that hits people's hearts directly.

Probably feeling that the building did not continue to collapse, some courageous people even ran to the lower floors and climbed out of the window by themselves.

Clark slowly put the building on the ground when the people came out, and Lydia took Bruce and climbed in according to the position on the third floor, but the clown was not there, only one person was left on the ground. Zhang Dawang's playing card.

A sentence was written on the back of the playing card: [Hello, Batman. 】