Bruce soon arrived in front of the Osborne Building. He looked up at the skyscraper and felt that one of his nerves was beating continuously.
At this moment, everything around him became clearer and clearer, including the dust floating in the bright sunshine, the soil falling from the ground when his boots stepped on it, and even the shimmering curls of the lady's hair in the car window.
The edge of the field of vision becomes blurry, but there are other types of vision outside this clear-to-fuzzy dividing line, which are angles that human eyes cannot see at all. Except for a small area directly in front of the back of the head, it is invisible.
The field of view covers at least about 330 degrees of the head.
And these visions overlapped together to form a kind of three-dimensional vision, allowing Bruce to abstractly organize his position in the current environment in his mind.
Then he also found the direction pointed by the beating nerve, which was the Osborne Group in front of him.
As he stepped forward, his nerves beat more and more violently. Bruce raised his eyelids vigorously, trying to control his body with reason and continue walking forward.
The next second he took a breath of cold air. The violent beating of his nerves made his scalp begin to throb. His legs seemed to be filled with lead and he couldn't lift them at all. Instead, the cells in his waist and buttocks seemed to be held by something.
As if he was shaking, she pulled him back with all her strength.
This Batman didn't have the willpower to overcome all difficulties. Like most humans, he succumbed to physical instincts and couldn't control himself. He took two steps back and sat down on the ground.
Di-di-di-di!
There was a sharp whistle in his ears, and Bruce stood up unsteadily. When he looked up at the door and looked at the Osborne Group employees who looked at him in surprise, he found that the outline of their bodies was flashing with red light.
.
Then all the doors of the Osborne Group began to glow, making a sharp buzzing sound. The light dispersed into free black spots, and they all gathered together to push Bruce out.
A figure staggered across the busy road and ran wildly on the street. Bruce didn't know where he was going. He just wanted to get as far away from the Osborne Group as possible.
When he finally crossed two streets and stopped in front of a cafe, the terrible hallucination finally disappeared and the pain in his nerves finally stopped.
But this didn't mean that it stopped beating. Bruce could feel that it was still beating very regularly, and it was still pointing in a certain direction.
Bruce took a deep breath. After recovering from the initial panic, he began to carefully feel what the beating nerve was about and where it was pointing.
He couldn't find the specific location of this nerve. If he had to say it, it seemed to be all over his body, as if every organ and every muscle in his body was beating in response.
Bruce didn't have such a strong inquiring mind. Based on pragmatism, he decided to study where this nerve was pointing.
He relaxed himself as much as possible and followed his instinct to look in one direction. His eyes were instantly dazzled by the bright light.
When his eyes adjusted, Bruce found that his sight fell on the top floor of the Osborne Building, and a figure in a suit was standing behind the glass curtain wall.
Norman Osborne, the name of this figure suddenly appeared in Bruce's mind.
He was the source of danger. The moment this idea appeared in Bruce's mind, Bruce believed it. He was not in the mood or capable to explore the reason. He knew that he had to stay away from Osborne.
Bruce turned around. He wanted to find a place to stay under the sun. As a Gothamite, he was really not used to the sunshine in other cities on the east coast. He felt that everything around him was a bit too dazzling, making him uncomfortable.
There happened to be a coffee shop next to him. There was a small courtyard at the entrance of the coffee shop, with tables, seats, and awnings. Regardless of whether entry was prohibited without consumption, Bruce squeezed through the small gate of the courtyard fence.
Got in.
He found a seat and sat down, taking a deep breath. The moment he put his elbows on the table, he shivered again, and his nerves began to twitch again.
Bruce stood up suddenly, and when he turned around, he saw a group of people in suits appearing on the street corner.
Although they did not wear weapons or uniforms, Bruce felt that they were sent by the Osborne Group.
What else can the Osborne Group do if they send them here?
Without thinking, Bruce ran away. As expected, the group of people also opened their legs and rushed towards him.
At this time, Stark had just arrived in New York.
He deciphered the text message Bruce sent him word for word, and finally came to the conclusion that either Batman was a retard, or Batman hid some code words in it.
The first one was obviously impossible. It was ruled out by Stark first. Stark endured the mental contamination and carefully read the bunch of verbose words. He couldn't find any secret words or words.
signal.
Since there are no secrets in the text itself, then perhaps this long-winded narrative method is conveying information. Stark had an idea. Could it be that Batman has been targeted by the Osborn Group?
This is not impossible. After all, Batman has just arrived in this universe. Judging from his suspicious character, he will definitely launch an investigation as soon as he lands.
After entering the Osborn Medical Experimental Center, he will definitely try his best to collect information, and Stark knows Norman's old fox very well. He is very good at pretending to be careless on the surface, but laying traps in the most critical places.
No matter how powerful Batman is, he still needs experience to understand the opponent's style. When he first arrives, there is still a possibility of capsizing in the gutter.
If Batman sent these messages under Norman's surveillance, it would make sense. Although from the perspective of a super genius like Stark, these text messages are too long to read, and there is too much nonsense.
But it just fits the chat style of ordinary people.
When a normal person sends text messages, they will be as concise as spies exchanging information. Aren't they just saying whatever comes to mind, and then adding another sentence as they come to mind?
If this series of nonsense is to paralyze Norman, then Batman's situation may not be optimistic, and his claim that his personal safety is not restricted for the time being is not credible, so Stark flew to New York in a hurry.
If Norman really attacks Batman first, then this is a good opportunity for him to win Batman's trust and support.
Although it is impossible to gain the complete trust of such suspicious people, as long as Stark helps Batman at this time, it will be more confirmed that Norman is the culprit.
At this time, the Stark Group has not shown its fangs, and the Extremis virus is still hidden, so Iron Man is still a superhero and has a natural advantage in public opinion.
So in Batman's eyes, an evil biochemical company that wants to control him poisons the water in San Francisco. In order to stop this, the superhero Iron Man chooses to cooperate with Batman, as long as he can keep this impression in Batman's mind.
In my heart, things will be much easier to handle after that.
That's why Stark hurriedly came to increase his favorability and get Batman on his side. Even if it was temporary, the balance of victory would tilt towards him faster.
Stark, wearing a black and gold steel armor, flew as fast as possible over the Osborn Group building. Sure enough, not far away, he saw Bruce Wayne running and the Osborn Group chasing behind him.
of security.
This is so stupid, Stark thought, Norman's old fox is in trouble this time.
The steel armor turned into a shining meteor and swooped down under the bright sunshine. When it passed by at low altitude, the violent air current caused the surrounding pedestrians to scream and run away.
He turned around suddenly and stopped in front of the pursuing security guards. Whoosh, whoosh, several rockets were fired out, and all the pursuers looked for cover to hide.
Stark had no time to tangle with them, but found Bruce who rushed into the alley as quickly as possible.
The huge steel armor landed with the roar of the engine. Bruce opened his eyes slightly. He had seen Iron Man in the fighting world, but the Iron Man's steel armor he saw was not so majestic.
Most of Tony Stark's characters are quite naughty, so he will make his armor into various bright colors, but he is a scientist, not a ruler, and he rarely has hegemonic thoughts in his mind.
They rarely use their appearance to declare martial law.
However, the character of Tony Stark who has had his concept of good and evil reversed is almost completely opposite to the original Tony. He pursues manipulation, control and power, and all the weapons he creates are more majestic, colder, more oppressive, and more powerful.
It has a NAZI style.
Therefore, when this extraordinarily huge armor fell in front of Bruce, he also felt the pressure brought by the cold war weapons.
His nerves beat faster, almost turning into a clearly audible ringing sound. This seriously interfered with Bruce's hearing. He heard what the other party said, but couldn't hear clearly.
Unable to hear clearly what the other party said, he didn't know how to answer. Bruce could only stand there in silence.
The atmosphere was a little too awkward, he thought.
This refusal to answer was interpreted by Stark as silent resistance. Sure enough, it is not so easy to win Batman's trust. This kind of person will not be swayed by small favors.
It seems that he should not be too anxious, Stark thought. If he rushes to give favors, he will inevitably be suspected of his motives. If he is too obvious to please, he will easily be suspected of being attentive for nothing, committing adultery or stealing.
After the two stared at each other in silence for more than ten seconds, the steel armor floated again, straight into the sky, and disappeared.
After standing there for a while, Bruce's dizziness and tinnitus finally improved, and his vision was no longer so blurry. When he looked up, Iron Man was gone.
He staggered out of the alley. The next second, a stretched black luxury car stopped at the entrance of the alley. The window rolled down, revealing the face of Norman Osborne.
Bruce had seen his photo at the Medical Experimental Center, but at this time he had no way to escape, because the terrible hunger came again, and he knew he needed to rest.
Simply ignoring the nerves that were still beating, Bruce fell straight back. Before closing his eyes, he vaguely saw the security guard rushing up.
Before the vision turned black, a bright light came flying from a distance, and the bright colors of the Stars and Stripes shield flashed away in a haze.