I'm the villain in Gotham

Upon hearing the presence of the police, Flash visibly panicked.He said viciously to Peter: "Just wait and see when I go to school tomorrow." Then he ran away in a hurry.

Lotkea glanced at his back, turned to the owner of "The Best Hot Dogs in New York City" and said, "Nine hot dogs, with ketchup, thank you."

Peter stretched his neck and looked left and right: "Sir, why didn't I see the police... ah." He looked at Lotkea suddenly, his eyes lit up like a little furry animal.

Lotkea smiled and lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, showing a little cunning for no reason: "Whether there are police or not, he believes there are."

"Thank you very much today, sir." Probably he had finally raised his eyebrows under the pressure, Peter's current condition looks much better than before, with a shy smile on his face, his brown eyes It looks like a crystal clear glass ball under the sun, and the light of pure trust is shining in the eyes.

Probably because he always revolves around Bruce, and most of the people around him have complicated backgrounds and experiences. Lotkea rarely sees such unsuspecting, pure and clear eyes. The last one who gave him this feeling was Superman .He didn't expect that his occasional acts of kindness would yield such rewards, and he smiled subconsciously: "It's not a troublesome thing, it's just a matter of little effort."

"However," he paused, and decided to say something more for the sake of the way Peter looked at him: "I can see that you are a very smart kid. Being bullied doesn't necessarily require force to fight back, you can Use your brain more, just like I did just now."

"Uh, thank you." Peter scratched his soft hair: "But, but...my uncle said that a person's strength is not used to bully others, and I think he is right."

"Really?" Lotkea raised his eyebrows, and didn't plan to care anymore: "Since you think what he said is right, let's continue to practice it."

Peter nodded heavily: "Yeah!"

During the time they talked, nine hot dogs were also ready.Lotkea took the bag from the boss, and was about to say goodbye to Peter politely, when he saw his eyes wandering around the bag, and then a bright light bulb appeared above his head: "ah!"

Peter smiled at him shyly: "If you like these, I can introduce you to the delicious hot dogs and sandwiches in Queens. Because, well, I bought them quite often when I was in school."

Oh, this, maybe Tony will like it.And maybe Bruce wanted to try it too?Lotkea thought for a while and nodded in agreement: "Thank you very much." But he still had to make a name for himself: "But it's not that I want to eat, but—" He remembered Tony's arrogant little expression before going out , the smile on his face deepened unconsciously: "—a three-year-old kid insisted on pestering me to buy it for him."

Peter: "..."

Peter: "...Huh?"

He looked at the big bag in Lotkea's hand, and thought hesitantly, a three-year-old child, can eat...so much?

Realizing the meaning in his eyes, Lotkea had no choice but to explain: "There are also his friends."

Peter said, "Oh."

He began to be confused about the occupation of this kind gentleman. At first he thought he was a rich second generation, or an entrepreneur, but now it seems that he is...

Kindergarten, kindergarten principal? ? ?

Lotkea didn't know what was going on in Peter's little head at all. He patiently listened to Peter's description, which seemed a little stuttering because of nervousness, and nodded politely: "Thank you, I will give it a try. .”

"It's okay," Peter said cheerfully, "I'm glad I can help you!"

Originally, when the matter developed to this point, the following plot should be two people saying goodbye politely and going back to their respective homes.

——if a big red man didn't suddenly rush out from the corner of the street.

He rampaged, overturning all kinds of vehicles and obstacles in front of him along the way. The place he passed was a mess, and every time his feet stepped on the ground, it was like an earthquake.

Seeing the red, upside-down cauldron-like helmet on his head, Peter immediately recognized the villain who appeared on the streets of New York, and exclaimed: "It's the red tank! Hurry up..."

Before the word "run" was uttered, Peter turned his head and found that the owner of "The Best Hot Dog in New York City" had already disappeared with his trolley.

Peter: "..."

Lotkea: "..."

Even though it was not the right time, Lotkea still lost his mind for a little while.

It seems that ordinary people living in New York, when encountering a crisis, escape at the same speed as the people of Gotham who are in dire straits...about the same?

It can be seen that the probability of encountering danger on both sides should be quite high. Maybe students majoring in sociology are willing to study this.

Lotkea was still distracted, but Peter had already taken his hand and started running: "Sir, run!"

"Wait," Lotkea pulled him to turn around, "I can't run him with two legs, get in my car."

The black Maybach just happened to be parked nearby. Before Peter had time to sigh that this was probably the most luxurious car he had ever sat in in his life, Lotkaia threw the hot dog bag into the back seat and stepped on the accelerator.

The sudden acceleration slapped Peter on the backrest: "Wow!"

The performance of the car engine was very good, and they were far away from that dangerous guy in an instant. Lotkea glanced at Peter sitting aside: "Where is your home? I'll take you back—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

Apparently Peter also saw what he saw in the rearview mirror.The red tank was rampaging on the road like a bull, and not far in front of him, a little boy seemed to be petrified, standing there motionless.

Peter was so nervous that he exclaimed, "Oh my God, no, get out of there!"

Suddenly, he heard Lotkea ask, "Have you fastened your seat belt?"

Peter: "Huh? Ah, yes, it's done."

Lotkea turned the steering wheel sharply: "Let's go."

Before Peter could react, the front of the car suddenly drifted, and the tires rubbed a circular black brake mark on the road, making a 180-degree turn.The rapid position change almost threw Peter out of the window: "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—!"

If he can spare a little attention to pay attention to Lotkea at this time, he will find that his face is calm and his eyes are sharp at the moment, which is completely different from the temperament shown by the good man he met at the beginning.Lotkea ignored the screaming boy next to him, held the steering wheel firmly with both hands, stepped on the accelerator with his toes, and the engine turned rapidly, leading them to rush towards the red tank.

Peter felt that his heartbeat had never been so fast in his life, and he watched the distance between them and the red tank rapidly approaching, as if approaching a bomb that could blow him apart.

Suddenly, when the red tank was only a few meters away from them, Lotkea called out, "Peter, open the door!"

Peter subconsciously followed his voice.The moment he opened the door, the car came to a sudden stop, and the petrified little boy was standing by the door, which happened to be within reach of him as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Now without Lotkea talking, Peter pulled him into the car.

Like a small whirlwind, the Maybach sped away in the direction it came from.

Peter managed to close the car door during a burst of acceleration, slapping himself on the backrest again. He breathed a sigh of relief while hugging the little boy, and kept muttering to himself as if to ease his mood: "Oh my god, it's okay, it's okay , we're safe. Oh my god, if I tell about this experience, MJ will definitely use it in the school paper..."

Lotkea glanced at him with a smile, and turned his gaze to the rearview mirror again: "Don't be too happy." His voice with a hidden smile was slightly cold at the moment: "We haven't fully Safety."

Peter followed his gaze to the rearview mirror, and immediately said, "..."

Perhaps their extreme rescue operation angered the red tank, and now he changed the direction of the collision - if he was running forward aimlessly at the beginning, now he is heading straight towards them.

Peter gasped, and his whole body froze with fright.

The irritated red tank seemed to be faster, even though Lotkea had stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, he still couldn't get rid of this huge enemy.At the same time, when the red tank was chasing, it was still grabbing all kinds of things that could be caught at hand, such as cars, street signs, and even trash cans, throwing them like throwing darts.

Lotkea kept dodging on the road and started to get a little angry.He doesn't care what the villain is about, but if he scratches his car...

Lotkea snorted coldly in his heart.

Peter was thrown into a puddle of cat cakes in the car that was constantly changing lanes. He was probably terrified, but he finally revealed his talkative nature, his face was blue and his eyes were straight: "Oh my God, why does this guy keep chasing after you?" We didn't let him go, and we didn't grab his pizza! Peter Parker, Peter Parker, believe in yourself, you won't die here!"

Lotkea shouldn't have expressed any opinion on Peter's nervous panic, until he heard the boy's full name, and a sunflower turned his head: "What do you call yourself?"

No, no, it wouldn't be the Peter Parker he thought it would be? ? ?

Due to being too shocked, Lotkea slipped his hand holding the steering wheel, and the car made a sharp turn, just avoiding another trash can that was thrown over.

Peter slammed his head against the glass of the car and let out a cry of pain: "Oh! What did you just say?!"

Lotkea: "...it's okay."

He almost exposed himself by accident, which is not acceptable.In fact, it is quite simple to verify whether this Peter is that Peter, just send him home later.Lotkea corrected his attitude and continued to concentrate on driving.

But ordinary technology is really inferior to the villains who have been blessed and transformed by various factors. Their cars are a little bit closer to the red tanks. There was a hint of golden yellow in the black pupils.

The moment Ye Crow was about to come to the rescue, several missiles shot from the front, blasting a huge crater at the feet of the red tank and around it.He howled and fell, temporarily stopping his furious footsteps.

The next moment, the golden-red steel armor fell from the sky and landed next to the black Maybach.Lotkea hit the brakes and lowered the window.

Iron Man's visor opens to reveal Tony Stark's handsome face.At this moment, he has put away the worry in his eyes, raised his eyebrows at Lotkea, and said proudly: "It seems that I came at a good time?"

Lotkea breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled sincerely: "It's too timely, Tony."