Chapter 2093 Superman’s Gotham Adventure (End)
Peter and Clark shook hands.
"I'm very sorry, I wanted to talk to you more, sir." Peter said, "But there is a very urgent matter right now. We have to solve the problem of Gotham citizens going crazy."
Clark obviously also noticed that so many crazy phenomena in the city could not be caused by the sudden brainstorming of Gotham people. There must be external factors, so he curiously asked: "Do you know why they are crazy?"
"The lady didn't let me say too much because she was afraid... well, it's okay to tell you that the people in this city were anesthetized by a toxin before. Of course, it was just a temporary measure, but it caused a little trouble.
Minor side effects.”
"Make them insane?"
"It's not an abnormality, sir. I'm just a little more excited than before."
Clark put his hands on his hips and sighed: "Although you are much more polite than Batman, I still want to say that this is dangerous."
"Although I believe Batman can clean up all this in a very short period of time, the most dangerous thing is how you face his anger."
Peter paused, took two steps back quickly and said, "Sorry, Mr. Kent, I have to send these criminals to where they should go, and Batman is still waiting for my reward."
Clark saw that he was not old, so he waved his hand and said: "It's good if you have a solution, but I also have to do something. I'll clean up the messy places first. If you find a solution, call me.
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Peter nodded vigorously, and Clark quickly flew away. He was indeed going to clean up some messes as he said, but mainly those that would cause major safety hazards.
Peter quickly transported the members of the Court of Owls to the prison in the Batcave, and then called Batman from the Batcave and said, "I've locked them up, is there anything else to do?"
"Not yet, what are you doing?"
Peter paused for a moment, and then realized that he might have exposed his secret, but he still explained: "I'm still looking for that weird trophy, and I'm making good progress so far."
Soon Bruce Wayne hung up the phone, and Peter ran back to the laboratory as if his butt was on fire, shouting to Poison Ivy: "Find a way, Batman is about to find out."
"So he hasn't discovered it yet?" Poison Ivy said a little surprised, "I thought he already knew it."
"You underestimate the workload of the president of a country, especially since Bruce Wayne came to power in that way. This will make Batman too busy to doubt other people's work." Scarecrow added.
"So we still have a chance." Peter pushed Poison Ivy forward and said, "As long as we can clean up this place before Batman has time, there is still hope of saving everything."
Poison Ivy showed a hesitant look, but she quickly said: "Okay, so what should we do? I don't think we can shirk responsibility with just a few words."
"Don't worry, I just thought of a way."
"Just now? What did you do just now?"
"I went to meet a man who is the key to solving our problem."
In the White House office, Bruce frowned and hung up the phone. He had indeed been very busy recently, to the point where he had no time to care about the situation in Gotham.
But it can't be said that he was completely unaware. Although he didn't have time to look at the monitor, he had called Gordon several times before, and Gordon was a little evasive.
What's more, Batman is somewhat uneasy now that there is a Metropolitan rescue dog running around in his city.
After thinking for a while, Bruce turned to his assistant and said, "Get ready for the plane. I want to go back to Gotham."
At this time, Harley Quinn was riding a hippopotamus, and other members of the clown gang, some wielding crocodiles, and some driving excavators, patrolled back and forth on the streets.
Suddenly, a figure swung through the air and stood on the rooftop opposite. Harley Quinn looked up and saw Spider-Man.
"Stop it, you know this chaos won't last long, I think we can talk."
"I just remembered now that the negotiation was a little late." Harley Quinn blew the long hair on her forehead with her mouth crookedly, swung the hammer half a circle, and said: "Come here and let me blow your little head off, and I will let you go."
Pass your goods."
"You know there's nothing you can do against us. You can't find our laboratory. Once the truly effective ingredients are extracted and I activate the weather weapon, you don't have the technology to crack it."
Harley Quinn's eyes became colder and colder, she showed her white teeth, stared at Spider-Man fiercely and said: "You are so unpleasant, boy, has anyone told you? Exposing other people's shortcomings will make you forever
Can’t find a girlfriend!”
"Sorry, but I'm engaged."
This thing seemed to shock Harley Quinn more than Spider-Man saying he wanted to use weather weapons. She even stood there stunned for a while.
"What do you mean?" Spider-Man felt offended and said, "Can't I get engaged? I look like the kind of guy who can't find a girlfriend?"
Harley Quinn pretended and looked into Peter's eyes. The expression on her face seemed to say, I'm too kind to tell you the truth.
"Seriously, boy." Harley Quinn slammed the hammer on the ground and put her hands on the top of the hammer's handle. "I'm not bragging. I've been a psychiatrist before. You know you look like the kind of person who knows how to do this."
A tech nerd who will die alone with the cells in the petri dish?"
Now it was Spider-Man's turn to be stunned. In fact, Harley Quinn was right. If Gwen wasn't also a technical nerd, there was a high possibility that he would die alone.
"I'm so sorry, my girlfriend is also like this." Spider-Man shrugged, jumped to the ground, crossed his arms and looked at Harley Quinn and said, "And I can see that you have fallen in love with a completely different person."
"You're talking nonsense! We look alike!!!"
"Then there is no need for you to dress yourself up like this. Trying to find similarities in appearance means that you know that you can't find anything in common on the inside."
Harley Quinn's expression really looked like she was about to kill someone. She gritted her teeth and said, "I don't see that you are also a psychologist."
"I'm not, but my teacher is. If you are interested in this topic, we can talk about it later and solve the current problem first."
Harley Quinn didn't want to admit that she was interested, but her eyes and movements betrayed her. She turned her eyes to the side, rubbed her nose with her hand and said, "Okay, let's find a place to talk."
Half an hour later, Peter called Jason in the Batcave. He said: "Bad news, Jason, the extraction of the active ingredients of the antidote is not going well, so now we can only count on oral medicine, but that
The organization called the Clown Gang is too difficult to deal with."
"Of course, if you don't care about the casualties, it's okay... Well, it would be great if you are willing to help. Our next step is to release the goods next to the airport..."
After putting down the phone, Peter started searching on the Batcomputer, and soon he locked onto a factory.
Another half an hour later, Gordon looked at Peter with some confusion and said, "You want to borrow the Bat-Light? But Batman is not in Gotham right now."
"Yeah, I didn't plan on calling Batman, I just wanted to broadcast an announcement and that thing is bright enough."
"It's true, come with me."
Another hour passed, and a line of words with a bat pattern was projected over Gotham.
"Countdown to the next batch of supplies: 30:00"
The people of Gotham looked up at this line of words. They didn't really understand what this line of words meant, but they were very familiar with the bat symbol.
The people of Gotham are not stupid. They certainly know that Batman is a man who wants to save the city and put it into practice. If he has something to tell the people of the city in this way, it is probably destined to be very urgent.
The word "materials" made everyone confused. Could this strange rich man want to provide food and water? Please, we are not victims of the disaster, what is the use of providing food and water for us?
Unexpectedly, the bat projection style changed, and a few lines of words condensed into a circle. A simple drawing appeared in the center of the circle, which turned out to be a toilet.
The whole city of Gotham is erupting.
When Bruce Wayne was sitting on the plane and looking down through the porthole window, he felt a little strange. It seemed that everyone in Gotham had gone out, and the streets were crowded with people.
He took out his binoculars and took a closer look, and found that everyone was gathering in one direction. Judging from the direction of the road, it seemed to be the airport.
But don't come here to welcome me, Bruce thought with a sigh in his heart, but he soon felt relieved. Any city in the world could surrender to him, but Gotham is the only one. This is the warmth of home.
The plane started to land, and just as it was about to arrive at the airport, Bruce spotted a black shadow floating next to the plane. He opened his eyes and took a closer look, and found that it was an airship from the Stagg Group.
Looking closer, Bruce saw something seemed to be falling below the Stark airship, but the angle made it difficult to see what it was.
After he got off the plane, he finally saw clearly that it was a large package with a parachute, floating precariously from mid-air and landing steadily on the ground.
Before Bruce could react, a black line suddenly appeared in all directions of the airport, and countless Gothamites rushed towards it.
His bodyguard shouted: "Protect the president! Protect the president!"
Bruce immediately took out his weapon. At this time, he heard a scream from behind him, followed by a rumbling earthquake. When he turned his head, a hippopotamus as high as a two-story building rushed over, with a hippopotamus sitting on it.
It's Harley Quinn.
Just as Bruce was about to speak, a shadow above his head got closer and closer. He looked up and saw a huge seagull, which had obviously just returned from finishing the French fries at the dock. If he looked carefully, he saw a familiar figure standing on the seagull's head.
The figure, that is Jason.
"Harley Quinn, you should go back to your hometown and mourn for the clown. Don't even think about embarrassing yourself here!"
"You little brat, the clown should give you two more hammers, and I will show you how powerful he is!"
Before he finished speaking, a hippopotamus and a seagull were fighting together, and for a moment, people were on their backs and their horses were overturned.
But the Gothamites were not defeated so easily. When one Gothamite fell down, thousands of Gothamites stood up and rushed towards the box like crazy.
As soon as Bruce turned around to look at the box, he saw another parachute dangling down from the sky, and the Riddler in a dress and top hat landed on the top of the box.
And the Penguin, who had just driven over in a military truck, shouted at the top: "The Riddler, you are so despicable, it is illegal to use flying props!"
"Hahahahaha! You idiot, you can't even think of it... ah!!!"
The Riddler suddenly began to shake his body uncontrollably. In the distance, the Mad Hatter was pointing at him with a brainwave control device, but he was quickly attacked by the Scarecrow who rushed up and used fear gas.
It's like a grand rave party.
Just as the battle was in full swing, the box suddenly began to shake from bottom to top, as if something was trying to come out of the ground.
Seeing that something was wrong, Bruce immediately rushed over, put a grappling hook on the side of the box, contracted the rope, and quickly jumped on top of the box, trying to find where the bomb was.
The next second, there was a bang, the vines on the ground rose, the box shook violently and fell apart, and Bruce fell straight down.
boom!
Bruce felt himself hitting a curved plane. He looked up and found that he had fallen into a golden pit, and the noise outside disappeared.
Bruce had no choice but to launch the hook again and hook it on the edge of the pit, and jumped out with a quick movement.
With his feet on the ground again, Bruce shook instinctively, then looked down, only to find that thousands of Gotham people surrounding him were all looking up at him.
Bruce had never thought that the two emotions of joy and seriousness could blend so well on a person's face.
Countless black spots surrounded the central black spot, and when the object under Bruce's feet revealed its true appearance, Clark in the distance couldn't help but cover his eyes.
Under the dark blue night sky, they were surrounded by a huge golden toilet.
Violent cheers broke out, even more enthusiastic than on the day of the presidential inauguration.
Serious yet absurd, dirty yet pure, simple yet romantic.
He climbed up, they climbed up.
When Clark thought of this, Bruce happened to turn around and look at him.
Clark raised his camera and took the last perfect photo for his documentary.
The next second, roars echoed over Gotham.
“Clark Kent!! Get out of my Gotham!!!!!
Hey hey hey
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