[Comprehensive British and American] Don't rush, the angel beast is evolving

Gotham.

The roaring black Batmobile is like a black whirlwind, galloping around the corner of Gotham.

The engine of the Batmobile roared, and the illuminated headlights were like the eyes of a beast hunting in the dark, aiming at a Beetle that was fleeing in front of it.

The Dark Knight of Gotham was sitting in the Batmobile, staring at the criminal who had disappeared into the narrow alley ahead, and slamming on the gas pedal.

The powerful engine roared. The Batmobile was like a black cloud climbing up the wall. Just as it was about to move forward along the wall, a light blue animated call bell suddenly popped up on the driving control panel of the Batmobile.

The drumbeat of "Butter-fly" took away the home field of the sound of the Batmobile's engine in an instant. On the screen, as the music sounded, a text message opened to him: "Hello?? Is Batman there???"

Batman's foot on the gas pedal froze for a moment.

He glanced down at the screen, already knowing whose prank the bizarre call animation came from, tapped his finger on the screen, and replied coldly with two words: "I'm busy."

There was almost a second reply: "If you can reply, it means you are not busy! Can you do me a favor? Can you tell me? A few months ago,? Lex Luthor donated the batch he originally planned to donate to the university. Where has the collection of the Metropolitan Museum been transferred abroad? I know you have been paying attention to him!"

Batman turned off the screen decisively, and no longer replied.

However, the messages from there kept coming to him, the beeps beeping continuously in the Batmobile to notify him of incoming calls.

"Computer, block the account for incoming calls,? Add to the blacklist." Batman ordered the on-board AI to say.

The on-board AI followed suit immediately, and the inside of the Batmobile was finally filled with the roar of the previous engine again.

Without the interference of an unexpected call, the Batmobile raced all the way, and soon caught up with the criminal who was originally chasing.

The violent and cruel dark knight seems to have descended from the sky. He flew along the hook and kicked the front windshield of the car driven by the criminal!

The shattered glass pierced the criminal's face, followed by a hard Kevlar glove,? Batman pulled the short criminal out of the car, and the sharp mask nose almost pierced into the eyes of criminals.

Batman quickly took down the criminal who had committed several robberies and homicides.

He snapped off the criminal's hands and legs, bound his hands with heavy iron shackles, and, as is customary, he was going to throw him at the door of the Gotham Police Department and let the officers take over the rest.

But just as he was about to tie the criminal behind the Batmobile—

A blond boy propped his chin with his hands, resting his elbows on his thighs, sitting on the roof of the Batmobile, gently shaking his two calves that looked as white as jade in the darkness.

The wavy blonde hair on his head is like an ocean under the setting sun.

Seeing that Batman had finished his work, he turned around with a huge and bright smile on his face: "B! Why did you blacklist me!"

"..."

Batman was speechless for a moment.

Iron-blooded and tough, he handcuffed the criminal to the roof of the Batmobile amidst the criminal's wailing, as if he couldn't see the blond boy at all.

Luo Xia had no choice but to jump off the roof, walked to the side of the Batmobile, bent down and lay on the side of the A-pillar: "B"

Batman's voice is as deep as stage three throat cancer: "Don't stop me from closing the door."

"Help, Bat, because of our friendship for so many years! Last time, I helped you catch the Mad Hatter who escaped from Gotham!" Rorschach rubbed his hands.

Batman started the engine and gritted his teeth, "... Costa Rica. Close the door!"

The door of the Batmobile lowered with a sound, like a black butterfly retracting its wings.

After getting the information he wanted, Rorschach withdrew from the Batmobile, took a few steps back, and said with a smile on his face, "Thanks, B!"

The Batmobile started roaring, and the wind rushed out in front of him, completely engulfing his voice in the vibration of the engine.

……

4:28 am.

Puntarenas.

This is the largest port city along the Pacific Ocean in Costa Rica.A port with a huge throughput, even at night, there are still huge cargo ships docking at the port.

In an unremarkable warehouse in the port of Puntarenas, a white light glowed in the darkness.

Rorschach changed back to his original appearance, wearing a protective uniform and goggles, biting a flashlight, and gently pasting the iris image in his hand on the electronic lock lens.

The electronic lock clicked, and the iron teeth bounced off. He turned the handle and walked into the underground secret room of this warehouse.

The basement was opaque, and a thick darkness enveloped him.

In order to see more clearly, he turned back into an angel beast and walked quietly in the secret room.

The basement is full of antique collections covered with thick white dustproof cloths, and there is even a marble sculpture several meters high and a pharaoh's coffin from Egypt.

He quietly looked for his target item among these collections.

From the corner of his vision, behind a pair of rusty bronze amphora, a green light flickered faintly under the white dustproof cloth.

Rorschach stopped in his tracks.

He stepped forward and lifted the dustproof cloth, revealing a square cabinet made of glass.

On the cushion under the glass was the kryptonite ring he had been looking for.

The kryptonite ring still glowed faintly in the dark.

The angel beast held the key to lock the glass cabinet in the palm of its hand, and slightly increased its strength. The thick lock was immediately deformed like a squashed plasticine.

He threw away the lock, removed the glass cover, and put the green glowing kryptonite into his palm.

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind him, breaking the silence in the basement.

"What do you want it for?"

He turned around quickly, and the Executioner's Rod appeared in his hand in an instant!

In the glow of the digital stream of the Executioner's Staff, the person standing in front of him revealed a face as upright and handsome as a god.

The blue uniform oozes ink in the darkness, and the red cloak hangs heavily, like a curtain on a stage.

...Clark?

Luo Xia lost his voice in surprise, but he immediately thought of the kryptonite ring in his hand, and before he had time to say anything, he shouted: "Don't come here!"

A ray of light shone across Clark's face, illuminating those Kryptonian blue eyes.

Clark stared at him, as if he didn't hear, still walking slowly towards him step by step.

Red boots step on the dust on the ground.

"Tell me, why are you looking for this ring?"

Clark's voice was steady and dignified.

The eyes that always had a gentle smile in the past, now only remained solemn and cold.

... He actually seemed to be questioning him.

Rorschach was in a turmoil, as Clark took every step forward, he took a step back.

Why is Clark here?What does he know?

"Don't come here, the kryptonite will hurt you." In desperation, the angel beast stretched out the executioner's staff and stopped the Superman in front of him.

But the god of the world in the red cloak held the golden rod.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, as if he was thinking about something, he sneered slightly, and the moment he raised his eyes, he teleported to the angel beast!

At the same time, the tip of the arc-shaped scepter also touched the chest of the angel beast.

Blue waves gushed out from the top of the scepter, flowing forward like a tide.

The body of the angel beast shook, and then, its whole body was covered by blue light.

"Clark" smiled at him.

In that short second of a smile.

The short black hair is elongated, the strong jaw is narrowed, and the curled hair on the forehead is receding. The dark red cloak is gradually dyed dark green.

The masculine and upright face turned into a face with evil spirits and deep eyebrows.

The god of trickery from Asgard smiled at his new prey.

He picked up a strand of Angelmon's long golden hair and played with it: "That's interesting, you want to protect a Kryptonian."

The Angel Beast, whose mind has been confused by the illusion, replied bluntly like a lifeless robot: "Yes, master."

The evil god Loki surrounded him, looked at him, and slowly looked around him. He also reached out and stroked the six huge pure white wings on his back. His slender fingers reached into the gaps between the wings and plucked his feathers.

"As the owner, do I need to assign some tasks to my pet?"

"Yes Master."

Loki used the scepter to conjure a three-dimensional pattern of a cube in front of the angel beast.

That cube is made up of hundreds of millions of small floating cubes, the surface of which undulates like waves, and at the center of the cube, faintly emits a dazzling light with powerful energy.

"This is the mother box, bring it to me within three days."

"Obey, Master."...

11:07 am.

Gotham.

After a night of turmoil, this city, which is always ready to move at night, was finally decapitated by Batman again.

But Batman, who had been busy all night, was awakened by the butler's voice from his deep sleep.

"...bats don't come out of their holes during the day..." The sleepy heir of the Wayne Group pulled up the quilt on the bed, trying to cover his face.

"But there's a little guest in your batcave, sir."

Alfred stood beside his bed with a cup of black tea.

Bruce Wayne jerked the covers down.

The handsome man, whose face was particularly ugly because of the disturbed sleep, said through gritted teeth, "...What is he doing here again?"

Saying goodbye to the hours of sleep he had so hard to get, Bruce Wayne put on his Batman armor again and strode into the Batcave, his black cape billowing behind him.

And on the chair in the Batcave, a drenched young boy was holding a cup of hot cocoa and sipping it in small sips.

Seeing him coming in, the boy hastily put down the mug, shrank his exposed toes, and hid them in the dry slippers on the ground like a nimble little fish.

His fluffy blond hair was completely wet, and the strands stuck to his face, making his palm-sized face smaller and smaller, making one wonder if it is only necessary to spread the palm of your hand to wrap this delicate and small face .

It also made his watery blue eyes bigger and more pitiful.

The baby blue eyes were fluttered by the slender eyelashes, and they looked at Batman tremblingly——

Batman's footsteps fell hesitantly in front of him.

"What happened to you? Did you fall into the sea?"

he asked hoarsely.

The boy pursed his mouth in aggrieved manner, his eyelids drooped, and hugged Batman's arm like a small animal eager for comfort.

"I'm in a little trouble, help me, Bruce."

The author has something to say: Oh, the first big event has begun.

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