America's God on Earth

Chapter 220 This is not New York, this is Gotham
Chapter 218 This is not New York, this is Gotham

"EXM? Who are you!" Seeing that his prey had been robbed, and thinking that he had traveled twenty kilometers to get here, Gwen was furious.

The main reason is that many superheroes are now registered with Vought Company.

And the people who appear here now are either super villains or outlaws who have not been registered.

What qualifications does he have to educate himself?
She is a registered official superhero! !
But the man wrapped in a cloak did not answer. He just walked past Gwen silently, walked forward, and looked at the bodies of the criminals he had knocked down.

"Hey!" Gwen shouted loudly.

"Get out of there, Gwen." The voice in her ear instantly set Gwen's spider sense on fire.

She disappeared in an instant.

But then, the place where she had just been was enveloped by an explosion.

The drone instantly took off from the Walter Company building and rushed towards Gwen's location.

Baron Zemo, who was monitoring the superhero's physical signs in the monitoring room, couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

Ever since Li Ang entrusted the entire company to himself, looking at such a high salary, he knew that he was in big trouble.

Sure enough, once Leon's suppression was lost, the entire New York City, even the entire United States and even the world, had fallen into a doomsday carnival atmosphere.

No one knows how long Lyon's disappearance will last.

But for this group of marginalized people at the bottom of society, they are drunk now, and the savings and funds on hand are not enough to support them to survive until the day after tomorrow or even tomorrow.

In the past, Li Ang's existence meant that they would die immediately as long as they committed a crime.

But after he disappeared, they could live one day at a time and earn one day at a time.

On the first day he disappeared, the crime rate in New York City was only hovering around 3%.

But the day after he disappeared, the crime rate plummeted to 30%.

After the third day, the crime rate was already heading towards 60%.

It's not just a doubling.

Whether it is Walt or the superheroes under Walt, they used to be more inclined to take photos and show off, and use celebrities to build momentum.

But now, after they begin to truly delve into the profession of superhero, they truly understand what the profession of superhero means.

That is a profession where you really deal with criminals and pass by death.

Whether it is Jessica or Gwen, it is difficult to guarantee their own survival when facing such a rocket attack.

It’s no wonder that Baron Zemo is so nervous and has to dispatch extremely nervous drones to wake up and investigate the area.

He knew in his heart that the presence of an RPG in the local area meant that it was a premeditated attack and ambush.

His heart was pounding inside, and he just hoped that nothing was too wrong with Gwen.

At the dispatch desk, he even informed Iron Man and Jessica Jones to check on Gwen. "I'm fine," Gwen's voice came from the headset channel, making Baron Zemo breathe a huge sigh of relief.

"But, they are so strange..." Gwen squatted on the light box of the street lamp, looking at the shadow man surrounded by the center of the explosion in confusion, and couldn't help but say into the headset.

"They, they all seem... not quite right." Gwen's sense of disobedience became more and more intense.

But she still couldn't find where this sense of disobedience came from.

"I didn't expect to see Batman in this place," those people said with relaxed, cheerful villain smiles on their faces, surrounding the man wrapped in the center.

A polite, short, fat man with a quacking smile seemed to be their representative.

Batman, who was surrounded in the middle, looked at the people around him silently, with no expression on his face behind the mask.

His whole body exuded an aura of calmness and even death, which made the people surrounding him feel a little angry.

"Why are you talking to him so much? Come on." An old man in ninja costume whispered, only to see himself rushing forward like a ghost.

His movements really didn't look like a fifty-year-old man, and Spider-Woman, who was looking at the street light box, couldn't help but widen her eyes.

She had never seen such an elegant and agile attack. Compared with her own direct attack, the opponent's attack was more fancy, but extremely deadly. Every move seemed to be aimed at killing the opponent.

The other person followed directly without hesitation and began to attack the man in front of him from another angle.

He was a thick and powerful man. His arms were almost as thick as Gwen's waist. He wore a strange mask on his face and his bald head was very obvious.

His fighting ability is definitely not weak, almost on par with that fifty-year-old man, but his fighting style is completely different.

If the elegant and agile old man is like a needle in the rain, deadly and sharp, then the bald man wearing a mask is like a heavy tank. Every attack is a heavy artillery, and he wants to kill Batman directly.

The remaining people didn't take any action, but they all had their hands on their chests and watched coldly as they surrounded and killed Batman.

The next second, something happened that made Gwen even more afraid to send a letter.

Batman, who was surrounded by two super masters, just like a ghost, dodged the attacks of the two in three times and five times. Using an extremely incredible angle, he not only avoided the attacks of the two, but also instantly carried out the attack. Two extremely fierce counterattacks.

The other two were hit twice on the temple and chin almost at the same time, and they involuntarily took two steps back. As if they were drunk, they staggered and tried to stand up straight. The next second, the two of them fell into each other's arms. Like two iron towers, they fell heavily to the ground.

"Gah, gah, gah, what a waste, ninja master, Bain." The short, fat, penguin-like old man couldn't help but point with the cane in his hand, and suddenly a grenade-like bullet shot out of his cane. It was shot out, and the explosion instantly swallowed Batman who was standing there.

But, in the next second, like a real giant bat, he hooked a wire to a high-point building, and used an action method very similar to Gwen's to get out of the scope of the explosion.

"You let him escape!! You idiot!" The man wrapped in strange clothes couldn't help complaining loudly to the pudgy Penguin.

"Shut up, do you want to try my cane too!" Penguin shouted angrily.

"Stop arguing, don't we have another guest?" The cold voice of the man in the cuckold glanced over like a poison attached to his bones, which made Gwen, who thought she had already adapted to the status of a superhero, I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body.

"Hey guys, let's get along... shall we?"

(End of this chapter)