American comics farmer: start by adopting the villain savior

"Camera! Camera!" The TV director, wearing a headset, suddenly yanked it off. "Quick, quick, quick! Focus on that Ferrari! This will definitely make the headlines tonight!"

"Mother!"

A little girl rode on her father's shoulders and pointed excitedly at the sky, "There's a big iron bird!"

A burst of laughter broke out in the crowd, but it was quickly replaced by exclamations one after another.

“Wait! Who’s that man in overalls? LutherCorp’s secret engineer?”

"Are you blind? That's obviously a farmer!"

"F**K! What kind of farmer would let Luthor send three helicopters to pick him up? And a latest model Diablo?!"

The most ridiculous thing was the exhibition security captain, who was talking incoherently into the intercom:

"Headquarters! Headquarters! Someone is illegally parking in the air here! Oh no, it's an aerial crane! No, it's..."

"Make way! Make way! This is from the Luther Group."

Inside the human wall, Gray's shouts were drowned out by the noise.

She looked at Locke helplessly, only to find that his expression was even more shocked than hers.

Obviously Locke didn't expect Lionel to even bring a helicopter.

Isn't this too ostentatious? Is he afraid he won't be discovered by the enemy?!

"I just asked him to prepare a means of transportation."

"A helicopter and a Lamborghini." Locke's mouth twitched, "A Santana is enough."

"Never mind, this is fine. It's fast enough. No passersby should stop me." Taking a deep breath, Locke handed the unhappy Dio to Gray and said, "I leave my son to you."

"Ok!"

Gray nodded solemnly, then took out the key from her briefcase and handed it solemnly to Locke.

"Boss ordered three helicopters, two for escort, and one specifically to escort Dio to Luther Manor."

"This Diablo is from Boss's garage. After being tuned by the group's engineers, it can accelerate from 0 to 100 km/h in 3.1 seconds, even breaking the Diablo series' 320 km/h speed limit, reaching 332 km/h. Most importantly..."

“It also remains stable at high speeds.”

When Locke took the key, the cool touch of the metal surface brought him back to his senses.

"Thank Lionel for me. I'll contact him when this is over."

Locke smiled bitterly and shook his head, then took out his flip phone from his pocket and said, "Please take care of this as well."

Gray took the phone in confusion: "What do you do now?"

"in case."

Locke's eyes swept over the crowd around him who were still taking pictures.

是 的

At this moment, the suspicious Locke even suspected that his phone might have been tampered with.

“But you can obviously follow.”

"You want to ask me why I don't follow you?"

"Thank you, Miss Grey." Locke shook his head, "But this matter can only be handled by me."

"If I were in a helicopter"

He didn't say it explicitly, but Gray already understood what he meant.

"Good luck, Mr. Locke." Gray said respectfully.

"Dad." Dio suddenly tugged at his father's clothes: "I really won't hold you back."

"Dio, don't be willful!"

Locke took a deep breath, speaking to Dio so loudly for the first time. Without waiting for Dio to recover from his daze, he suddenly pushed Dio into Gray's arms, causing the young man to stumble and fall into the protective circle formed by the two bodyguards.

"Get on the helicopter and don't look back!"

“But Dad, you.”

"obedient!"

Locke's roar made the surroundings quiet down instantly.

Taking advantage of this gap, he flipped over the guardrail and ran towards the Lamborghini whose steel cable had been untied.

"dad."

Dio broke free from Gray's arm and wanted to run.

but.

She quickly put her arm around Dio's shoulders and handed the phone left by Locke to the man in black beside her. As she watched the man walking away, Gray had some understanding in her heart.

Ordinary farmer

It doesn't look like that at all now, but it is

How could an ordinary farmer possibly gain the favor of the Boss?

An agent? A spy? Even...

Superhuman?!

The secretary swallowed her saliva and didn't dare to think further.

"We have to get out of here right now, little sir!"

Gray said seriously as she carried Dio into the helicopter.

"Boom--!"

The rotors tore through the air once more, and the helicopter's door slowly closed. However, Dio could clearly see through the window—

The jet-black sports car driven by my father rushed out of the exhibition area like an arrow.

Do I want to be the same as last time?

Let dad bear the pressure alone.

Obviously I.

And the world has grown up!

His breathing became rapid in the cabin, and Dio stared at the gradually shrinking black sports car outside the window.

The figure of the world was looming behind him, and the golden stand clenched its fists, as if in silent protest.

Do not!

A hint of determination flashed in his red eyes.

I am no longer the child who needs to be protected.

"The World!"

time!

Stop talking!

Gray was looking down at her route planner when she suddenly felt a breeze blowing past.

“Dio?!”

She was horrified to find that the boy who had been pinned firmly to his seat had disappeared out of thin air!

The cabin door slowly closed.

But the seatbelts hung intact from the seats, as if someone had penetrated these barriers at a molecular level.

“Stop! Stop now!”

Rushing towards the cockpit, Gray's voice was distorted by fear, "Dio is gone!"

The pilot turned his head sharply: "What?! But the hatch is clearly——"

“Stop talking nonsense!”

Gray slapped the emergency brake button. This usually mature and steady lady suddenly roared in disgrace, "Notify the ground troops immediately! Tell them to find him! Bastards!"

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The reflection of the glass curtain wall of the high-rise building flows like lava on the black body of the Lamborghini.

Locke didn't turn on the lights—

Because Star Platinum's super eyesight is enough for him to see every detail clearly even in the deepening night!

"Turn left."

The female voice of the satellite navigation sounded, and Locke also turned the steering wheel sharply.

"boom--!"

The Lamborghini cut into the seaside promenade at an almost right angle, and its rear wheels left two black marks with blue smoke on the breakwater.

The roar of the engine startled seagulls from the roadside, the flapping of their wings drowned out by the roar of the twelve-cylinder engine. The speedometer needle passed 200 km/h, but the car remained as steady as if it were traveling in a realm where time had stood still.

That’s right, it’s still Star Platinum.

Just like the name of this car, 'Ghost'! The unparalleled precision brought by the double allows Locke to weave in and out of traffic at almost impossible angles! It's like a ghost!

The salty sea breeze blew in through the car windows, and dark light swept across the coast.

Locke rushed towards the dock.

I made an appointment with someone to meet there.

Judging from the time, he should be swimming from Gotham to Metropolis at this moment.

Chapter 50: Metropolis Part 6: Their Satanic Majesties

Night completely enveloped the coastline.

The salty smell in the sea breeze became stronger, mixed with the smell of diesel and rust, surging through the open car window.

He glanced at the navigation--

There are only 800 meters left to the agreed location.

"call"

Locke breathed a sigh of relief.

Dio should have arrived safely at Luther Manor by now, and he just had to hold on a little longer.

“Click—!”

Touching the blue ladybug on his chest, Locke relaxed a little and turned on the car radio, letting the cheerful voice fill the car:

“Good night!”

"This is Metropolitan Radio Station. I'll be serving you today~"

"Your friendly neighbor Fletcher Francis~"

"It's a refreshing evening."

"Let's listen to a song that's perfect for a day like this. Tonight's song starts here..."

"Why don't we sing this song all together~"

"Open our heads let the pictures come~"

"Oh~"

"This is from the Rolling Stones' 1972 album, 'Their Satanic Majesties Request'!"

The devil's request?

The familiar classic prelude made Locke stunned.

To be honest, this album title sounds like some kind of ominous omen at the moment.

Om-!