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It's not that Connors wasn't enjoying the show and was deliberately causing trouble.

The main reason was that when he learned that "Black Widow" Natasha had come to Gotham with the intention of taking "Spider Silk" Cindy, he couldn't just sit idly by.

Taking advantage of the opportunity as these gang leaders took off their pants and exposed their buttocks, he stepped forward and kicked them one by one, spreading his kicks evenly across the ground, making the gang leaders furious.

Brush brush!

Besides Connors, there were other henchmen on the third floor of the Iceberg Club, who all raised their guns and aimed them at Connors.

"Kill him!"

A big shot fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. He simply sat on the ground and gave orders, and bullets rained down on him.

Natasha, the "Black Widow," felt things were getting increasingly strange, but she remained seated, intending to wait until the inexplicably kicking henchman was dealt with before resuming her plans.

Just as the gang leaders expected, the bullets struck Connors, instantly tearing his gang suit to shreds.

But soon, the gunfire slowed down with a hint of hesitation, and the henchmen who had fired the shots looked at each other in bewilderment.

The suit, riddled with holes, quickly went from human form to shriveled up and collapsed limply to the ground.

Their target was now completely out of sight.

When the gunfire stopped, the gang leaders stood up one after another, and when they saw that Connors's place was now only occupied by a set of clothes, their minds went blank once again.

A master-level trick!

With a single "golden cicada shedding its skin" trick, Connors completely dodged the barrage of bullets and now stood beside the big shots, holding an iron chain he'd somehow acquired.

Using his tricks and lock-picking skills in combination, he swiftly strung together all four or five big shots present, then kicked them one by one, suspending them all in the central, open space of the Iceberg Club.

Then, anticipating that these big shots might groan and curse, he took off all their leather shoes and stuffed them into their mouths.

As for the henchmen who were shooting guns, Connors showed no mercy. His intermediate mixed martial arts skills, combined with the use of tricks, allowed him to almost completely ignore them.

After knocking the last remaining henchman unconscious with the butt of his companion's gun, he walked up to the bewildered Black Widow, smiled, and extended his hand:

"Hello there."

Seeing Natasha raise an eyebrow, he spoke again before she could:

"I know this chair can't hold you back."

Natasha's hands, which were tied behind her back and bound to the chair, came out of the chains very naturally, and she shook hands with Connors twice:

"Gotham's Dark Knight truly lives up to his reputation."

"They're treating me like Batman..." Connors chuckled inwardly and said.

"If I were Batman, I would be talking to you masked right now."

After shaking hands with Connors, Natasha plopped back down in her chair, crossing her legs in her black stockings.

"Let me make this clear first: regardless of whether you are an ally or not, I will not entrust the mission objective to you."

Connors nodded in agreement:

"Me too. Whether you're from the Red Room or S.H.I.E.L.D., I'm not going to give you 'Silk'."

Natasha, the "Black Widow," nearly attacked him halfway through her sentence, but reason prevailed and she restrained her impulse.

She hadn't even seen Connors escape so easily from the hail of bullets until he used chains to hoist the big shots up, at which point she realized it was him.

Even with a gun in her hand, Natasha had no chance of getting the better of this ghostly creature.

Therefore, when she heard the rather sensitive term "red house," her expression only changed slightly, but she quickly regained her smile.

"But I'm much more interested in you now than in 'spider silk'..." Natasha figured she couldn't win in a fight, so she started hinting again.

"These convoluted schemes won't work on me, Natasha. Tell me what you're looking for 'Spider Silk' for. If your purpose isn't malicious, I do know her whereabouts."

Connors ignored Natasha's temptations, after all, he had spent nearly two hours having a wild time with Cindy before going to bed and was currently in a state of post-coital bliss.

He was no match for the other party in playing the spy game, so he simply stated it outright.

Seeing that her provocations were ineffective and she couldn't win a fight, Natasha, the "Black Widow," felt utterly powerless, like punching cotton. She decided to stall for time and send out a distress signal before making any further moves.

But as she sat in the chair, secretly reaching behind her to send a signal, she was astonished to find her pager in Connors's hand, being played with by him.

"As far as I know, 'Silk' shouldn't have any connection with S.H.I.E.L.D. or the Avengers. She always works alone. Why are you being sent here? What kind of experiment do you want her to participate in?"

Connors was fiddling with Natasha's pager device, which looked like an earring but actually contained a signal transmission device.

The discovery of this object was thanks to the spider-sense, but Natasha obtained it without knowing it and used it as a trick.

What is S.H.I.E.L.D....? Should I know about them? Natasha had never heard of an organization called that.

"Alright, then I'll get straight to the point... The Ancient One prophesied that the world will end in three years. Mr. Fantastic Reed wants to create a time-traveling device to change all of this, but there's a problem right now, and he needs the help of spider silk, which allows him to cross dimensions with his spider-sense."

Seeing that all her methods were transparent to Connors, Natasha simply leaned back in her chair and laid bare her purpose for coming to find "Spider Silk".

Before she arrived in Gotham, the Ancient One had already predicted that she would encounter a very powerful opponent on this mission. Natasha thought it was Batman, but she never expected that an unknown Connors would suddenly appear out of nowhere.

The Ancient One… Connors’ first thought was of the bald but dashing sorcerer from the movies, and then he heard about “Mr. Fantastic” Reed.

Reed, also known as Reed the God of Deception, is a hero on the technology side. He has used his brains to take technology to the extreme. In the comics, his technology is almost omnipotent, but now he can't even build a simple time travel device.

"You're lying to me," Connors said, looking at Natasha with a smile.

"No, I didn't!" Natasha was getting anxious when she realized that no one believed her when she told the truth. "Reed has actually created the device, but when it's running, it can't find any future time points, otherwise it wouldn't need the help of 'spider silk'."

"Oh." Connors nodded.

Natasha was nearly driven mad. She had never met such an unyielding man. Couldn't he at least give her a straight answer? What did "oh" even mean?!

Connors was deep in thought at that moment.

The world is destroyed three years later... American comics reboot every now and then, and it's not uncommon for various villains to destroy the world.

I've transmigrated here. I'm just here to watch the drama unfold so I can become stronger, and to become stronger so I can live a fulfilling life.

Both morally and logically, he could not possibly sit idly by and ignore such a major event.

However, Black Widow's words cannot be taken entirely at face value; he needs to find someone to test her, and he already has a suitable candidate:

Barry the Flash!