American comic Gotham, the sheriff of Arkham

The red Beetle was driving on the road in the metropolis, and Miaomu held the steering wheel and accelerated again.

Jimmy, who was sitting in the back seat, was using the phone to contact Louise and the others who had lost contact.

"Still didn't answer the phone?"

Miaomu asked while looking in the rearview mirror, and stepped on the accelerator again. The exhaust pipe of the Beetle accelerated like a fart.

"No, that's not right. Clark didn't answer the phone either! Wait a minute, I'll call another one." Jimmy said nervously.

The missing children case that Louise and her team are investigating is related to their colleague at the Daily Planet, Kate Gran.

She is a 26-year-old young woman, unmarried, a very cheerful and compassionate woman.

The case of missing children has been on the front page of the Daily Planet for three consecutive days. The number of missing children is increasing, but the incompetent police have not found any clues.

Louise, the chief investigative reporter of the Daily Planet, decided to investigate the matter with her loyal little brother Clark.

As a result, the missing child was found at Miss Kate's home, dressed in toy doll clothes and tied with ribbons. It was delivered to her door as a gift, with a note attached.

"Kate, be my mother, adopt me, love your sweet baby."

Moreover, these children were sent there for two consecutive days. After being examined by doctors, it was found that their mental thinking was controlled.

After hearing the contents of the note, Naegi suspected that it was someone from Gotham who had fled here. After all, the smell was too strong, the kind that would warrant a single room in Arkham Asylum.

Afterwards, it was Lois who took the lead in tracking down the case, because Clark accidentally... discovered a clue.

There is an abandoned toy factory in the western suburbs of the metropolis. Among the toys they used to produce, there was this style of doll set. The fabric was very old-fashioned, but this production line no longer exists.

Miao Mu and his friends were also heading there, and they called the "incompetent" Metropolitan Police.

Although Clark was there and the final result was that Superman had to save the beauty, Naegi was still happy to get involved.

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The abandoned toy factory in the western suburbs of the metropolis can be seen in dilapidated condition from afar, but it has been bought by a company in Seaside City and will soon enter the development stage.

Well... I hope they won't cry when General Krypton and Steppenwolf come...

The Beetle stopped on the side of the road. Miaomu pushed open the door and got out, just glancing at the abandoned factory.

Miao Mu raised his hand to stop Jimmy from pushing the door open, "Don't get out of the car, the owner has seen us."

"What?" Jimmy was a little confused.

Jason, who had been sitting in the passenger seat in silence and a little bored to the point of dozing off, turned his head to look at the toy factory and asked in surprise: "What is that?"

From the broken window of the player's factory, a series of toy cars rushed over like wasps.

"Jimmy, can you drive?" Miaomu asked while opening the trunk.

His hands moved quickly, and he lifted the trunk mat. It was like an armory underneath, with guns, bullets, and grenades!

"I can!"

"I can do it too!"

As soon as Jimmy finished speaking, Jason, who was sitting in the passenger seat, raised his hand excitedly, and Naegi looked up and glared at him.

Jason curled the corners of his mouth, shrank back into the passenger seat, folded his arms, and looked at the toy car over there.

All street kids are savage and rebellious, and Jason has them too. If he doesn't have a bit of ruthlessness, he won't be able to survive on the streets of Gotham.

But the people he met were Naegi and Jerry, both of whom came from the streets of Gotham. They were not described by barbarity and violence, but there was no sense of distance at all.

"Drive, get out of here!"

Miaomu loaded the M4 assault rifle in his hand, and fired a burst of bullets at the toy car rushing towards him.

Bang, bang, bang... The rifle bullets fired, leaving a series of bullet lines on the ground, and the toy car rushing over was smashed to pieces.

Jimmy, who was in the car, heard gunshots outside that sounded like a war, and quickly climbed to the front driver's seat, started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and the Beetle reversed backwards.

"Toys... are they toy people?"

While Miaomu was changing the magazine, he pulled open the pull ring of the high-explosive grenade hanging on his waist and threw it onto the plastic lawn in front of the toy factory.

There was a loud bang, and the ground beneath your feet could feel the vibration, and the plastic turf was blown all over the sky.

The nails hidden under the lawn were also blown everywhere, leaving a black pit on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder from the explosion.

Weapons can solve most problems. If they can't solve the problem, then the method must be wrong. It is recommended to increase the caliber and power.

This is how the history of human warfare has developed. Miaomu is also a loyal firepower enthusiast, and he will naturally prepare a set of good guys with sufficient firepower for himself when he has the chance.

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Inside the toy factory, the great investigative reporter Lois and her partner Clark were trapped to the ground with their hands and feet stuck to them by the dough-like adhesive.

"Clark, don't be afraid, Superman will come to save us." Lois struggled with her hands and feet, and encouraged Clark behind her.

"...Well, I believe Superman will come."

The big guy Clark, who was standing back to back with Louise, nodded without blushing or beating his heart.

Although this ball of glue is basically ineffective on him.

He has a very sturdy figure, with perfect size like a diamond. If he takes off this clothes, the muscles on his body are enough to make those bodybuilders cover their faces and cry.

He wears a pair of black-framed glasses on his face, which are considered the most powerful weapon in the DC universe. As long as he puts them on, no one will doubt his true identity.

The lines on his face are very strong. In layman's terms, he has thick eyebrows and big eyes. He has a dignified appearance and is a simple, handsome young man.

"There are gunshots outside... and explosions! Are the Navy SEALs coming? Gunshots from M4 assault rifles, explosions from SOHG grenades, is it the military?"

Although she was stuck to the ground, Louise was still able to hear everything happening around her, thanks to her general father. She spent her summer vacations in the army since she was a child, so she was very familiar with firearms.

Similarly, the army also cultivated her proud temperament and indomitable confidence. Of course, it would have been better if it weren't for her general father who was extremely disgusted with Superman.

"Only one person," Clark said.

His super hearing was ten thousand times stronger than Louise's. Not only the sound of gunfire, he could even hear clearly how many people were outside, which leg took the first step, and what they were mumbling.

He could even hear the heartbeat clearly, although he couldn't see who was outside.

But Clark had already pictured it in his mind.

There was a man outside, very strong, and the recoil from the continuous shooting did not cause any change in his breathing.

And he is very careful, like a shrewd hunter who predicts any trap he is about to walk into.

He stopped at the door, raised his hand to touch his neck, then took out a grenade, tried it, put it back, and kicked the door.

With a clang, the iron door of the toy factory was kicked open.

Louise raised her head and looked over there. A serious-looking young man was pointing an assault rifle at her.

"Be careful, don't hurt the child!" Louise reminded quickly.