Bruce Wayne, the top rich man in Gotham City, is also the boss of Wayne Group and inherited it.

But at night, he has another identity, that is, Batman, who scares the criminals. He attacks more criminals than Superman.

This originated from his childhood witnessing his parents being killed. So he was determined to fight off criminals and even tried some criminals.

Yesterday he also saw the Planet Daily, where a reporter named Louise wrote an article, advising everyone not to use suicide and other things that put themselves in danger to lead Superman.

He just glanced at it and put it aside. At this time, he thought Superman was not bad. Although he was an alien, he saved many earthlings.

But today he knew that someone died because of this, and Superman did not show up, he frowned.

He is more angry with those who commit suicide. Life is so precious that many people think it is unavailable. Why do people ignore life so much?

Wouldn't Superman come forward and explain?

Bruce Wayne really wants to meet and talk to Superman, and hopes Superman will help him. They can join forces to maintain public order.

With helpers, he can better fight criminals. Unfortunately, he tried to track them several times, but he failed to track Superman. Superman's speed is not something his bat chariot can catch up with.

Outside Bruce Wayne's manor, a pickup truck drove by slowly. The driver in the car was eating snacks in both hands, but the car skillfully turned a corner.

"Master, is there anyone here worthy of our attention?"

"I want to talk to someone who has money ability."

...

At night, it was already dark, and Bruce Wayne changed into his clothes and got on his own Bat Chariot.

"I'll go and have a walk."

"Okay, sir, come back early." The old housekeeper nodded, and only he knew Batman's identity.

A piece of lawn in the corner of Wayne Manor collapsed, revealing an entrance to the passage, and the bat chariot drove out of it and headed towards a factory.

He received the news that there would be an illegal transaction in that factory tonight, and he was ready to cook it.

The car drove very quickly. In less than half an hour, he arrived near the factory, but he suddenly stopped the car because he saw another bat chariot.

There are many people who imitate him in recent years, dressed exactly like him, and even wanted to be as chivalrous as him and fight criminals.

Some people also built a motorcycle with similar shapes, but no one could imitate his Bat Chariot.

This appearance alone requires a lot of money and ordinary people cannot afford it. Most wealthy people are different from him. They cherish their lives and will not do such risky things.

Woo ~~

The car's engine kept roaring, and Bruce stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the counterfeit. He had to let the other party understand that not everyone could do such a chivalrous and righteous thing, and it would be impossible to make a vacant shell.

The fake car started, turned around and ran away, the speed was no slower than his Bat chariot. Humph, let's take a look at my super thruster.

Batman moved the joystick on the car, and blue flames spewed out from the back of the car, and the speed suddenly increased.

However, the speed of the car in front suddenly accelerated, which still made Bruce unable to catch up.

This, this is impossible!

Bruce felt his blood rushing and his heart beat faster. He had never seen anyone's car compete with him. He was faster than the F1 car.

Why does anyone have a exactly the same bat chariot? The only one who can get in touch with the bat chariot is the old housekeeper who helped him build. Could it be that Alfred betrayed him?

It shouldn't be. Based on his understanding of the old housekeeper, this kind of thing would not happen. What's wrong with it?

"Who are you?" Bruce's voice came outside the car.

"I'm Batman!"

This answer made Bruce a little crazy. Is he going to completely pretend to be him?

"Okay, since you say you are Batman, then get out of the car and fight me one-on-one. Let's see how powerful you, Batman, are!" Bruce decided to teach this person a good lesson. He didn't believe anyone could beat him.

Although he is not as good as Superman, he has various extreme qualities of human beings. He is also the most proficient in fighting in the world. He is also proficient in a variety of other skills and supporting equipment.

Just control the other party and chat for a few words, and he will know where the other party's bat chariot came from.

The car in front really stopped, which surprised Bruce. Is the other party so impulsive? Don’t you know he is the real Batman?

Seeing the other person coming down in Batman's clothes, Bruce's eyes twitched wildly. The other person's figure was almost the same as his, but his chin was not as long as his.

"Why are you pretending to be me?" Bruce asked. The clothes were obviously fakes bought on the street.

"Funny."

Bruce...

"Come on, let me see how powerful the famous Batman is. Do you want to be more fist-foot-foot-or-thing or something else? But I would like to remind you, don't be discouraged if you lose later."

Bruce didn't know where the other party got the confidence. He fought with others, but he had never lost. It just so happened that he didn't want to kill the other party, so he would be more fists and feet.

Bruce punched him, Fan Mang tilted his head slightly and dodged. When Bruce's knee was pushed up, he took a step back. For one minute, Bruce attacked wildly for a minute, and the opponent actually dodged with both hands on his back.

"Let's take action, why don't you take action!" Bruce said angrily.

"This is what you asked for, so let you know the gap." Fan Mang suddenly took action, grabbed Bruce's fist and twisted it gently.

"Okay, that's it, you're no match for me."

"Who are you? Are you Superman?" Bruce had a vague guess. No one except Superman could make him so embarrassed. The power just now made him unable to resist.

But why did Superman pretend to be him? What is his purpose? He and Superman seem to have no grudge.

"I'm not Superman, but Superman is my friend."

"Are you an alien too?" Bruce looked up and down at Fan Mang, "What's your purpose?"

"I am an earthling, a native earthling. But my body has mutated, so it is stronger. You are the strongest among ordinary people, but you are still far behind many aliens."

"You are rich and I appreciate the purpose of fighting criminals, but don't you think you can't do much with just you? You can't even manage Gotham City, let alone a bigger place."

Bruce frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Since you have money and can investigate many crimes, why not just hand over the evidence and let the police deal with it?"

"The many criminals you caught are not considered extremely vicious. You have the same problem as Superman. You always think that this will solve the problem, but have you never thought about starting from the root cause?"

These superheroes always like to do things that are not the root cause. If you want to completely change the public security in Gotham City, the easiest way is to ban guns.

Of course, this is not very realistic in Gotham City and requires legislation to be revised. There is another way, which is to make those criminals afraid.

Let them feel that if they commit crimes here, they may be killed, not just captured. This will make them even more worried and dare not commit crimes in Gotham City.

Just like in the world of the man in black, the man in black has killed some aliens and gained some interstellar status, which has also made many aliens afraid to come to Earth to commit crimes.

"You, me, Superman, and you can find other people with superpowers. Everyone can work together to do some big things. For example, destroy the boss behind certain criminals and destroy some crime channels. What's the point of catching some small criminals like this every day? How much has the crime rate decreased?"

"Why should I believe you?" Bruce looked at Fan Mang, "Are you a Zhengfu person?"

"No, no, I am not a political axe person, I am a free person. I just made a suggestion. Whether you are willing depends entirely on yourself. I didn't say that you must be my leader, I just want to make friends with you."

Fan Mang smiled and said, "Okay, those people in the factory are considered small gifts I gave you. I have had a great time having fun with you today. I look forward to meeting you next time."

Seeing Fan Mang get in the car and leave, Bruce shouted from behind: "How can I contact you?"
Chapter completed!