hsntnovel Chapter 362 What are Batman’s superpowers?
Chapter 362 What are Batman’s superpowers?
"Cough cough."
From the side, an awkward yet polite cough sounded, and Chen Yan finally realized, "Well, you haven't left yet, Mr. Dick Grayson."
"Uh, sorry, I just said it casually..." Chen Yan scratched his head in embarrassment.
"It's okay, he's used to that, it's his personal style, but I guess you should have seen it in comics." Dick smiled kindly, "Originally, he wanted to chat with you more, but it was unfortunate. There's something going on at the Gotham Theater, and Tim can't hold on anymore..."
"I don't care. Anyway, I came here to find help. I won't leave this world for a while." Chen Yan shrugged, "So, is there anything to eat in Gotham?"
"Although you don't seem to be lying, I'm sorry, but it's impossible for me to send you to the Batcave to entertain you." Dick put his hands on his hips and said seriously, but the next second, he showed a kind smile again, "However, you can go to Wayne Manor and enjoy some food as Dick Grayson's friend, if you're willing to take off your mask."
"What do you think? Mr. Brad Wilson?"
Chen Yan slowly took off his scarlet visor, and the visor flowed into his wrist like running water, and a kind smile appeared on his face:
"I can't ask for it."
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"boom!"
Killing the last thug with a heavy punch, Batman panted slightly, turned and walked to the side, where there was a tightly tied man.
The guy was wearing a dark green suit and a round hat, but the strange thing was that his clothes were covered with black question marks.
"Edward Nygma, tell me where the Joker is."
Batman's deep voice sounded, which startled the guy, but his words also revealed the weirdo's true identity.
Edward Nygma, yes, the Riddler who has been chanting "The Riddler Get Out of Gotham".
"Oh, my dear Batman, I am the Riddler. I can't tell you the answer. You have to guess my riddle..." Nygma pretended to be calm and said with a strange smile, "Stupid..."
"Speak quickly! Otherwise I will break all the bones in your body!"
It seemed that our Mr. Batman was not in a good mood today. He directly grabbed Nygma by the collar and lifted it up. He leaned close to his face and said through gritted teeth.
"I am stupid, but I can travel thousands of miles..." But the Riddler seemed unwilling to give in, and still told his riddle. "who I am?"
"Carousel," Batman whispered, "What else?"
"Oh my gosh Bat, you are so boring, can't you pretend to think for a while?" Apparently Batman's quick answer made our Mr. Nygma break his guard a little, "I can take you to the sky, and the shoulder of the sun Side by side, drawing a circle in the sky can make you happy all day long.”
"who am I?"
"Ferris wheel." Batman let go of the Riddler's collar and gave our poor Mr. Nygma a slap in the face. Batman immediately turned around and headed towards the transvestite who tied up the Riddler gang's thugs not far away. The young man said: "Keep an eye on them, contact Gordon to take them away, and I'll go to Gotham Amusement Park."
"Wait! Batman! I'm going with you!"
Hearing this, the young man quickly tied up the ropes at hand, stood up and came to Batman's side.
"I can help!"
"No, Robin, you wait here for the GCPD people to come over." But Batman did not agree to his request, but said with a complicated expression, "I can't lose any more children..."
"and many more!"
The young Robin wanted to catch up, but Batman had already ejected with his grappling gun in an instant. The cape spread out behind him and turned into a glider, soaring in the sky of Gotham.
"Hey, little birdie, do you want to guess a riddle?"
Behind him, Nygma's strange smile made Robin feel an unknown fire in his heart. The young man turned around and rushed towards the Riddler, punching him with a sleeping bat, causing Mr. Nygma to fall asleep peacefully, like a 140-pound baby.
"I guess your uncle!" Robin said angrily, spitting to the side.
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"Alfred, help me check out the abandoned warehouse near Gotham Playground."
High in the sky, a black shadow flew over Gotham like a bat, and a low voice sounded, talking to the person on the other end of the earphone.
"It has been transmitted to your bat mask, sir." An old voice sounded from the other end of the earphone, "Please be sure to pay attention to your safety."
"Got it." Batman responded in a deep voice.
Just like the Riddler's answer, the facilities in Gotham's amusement park are still very complete. The carousel and Ferris wheel are only relatively popular. There are also haunted houses, jumping machines, pirate ships and even water parks. It has to be said that if this were not Gotham, the entertainment facilities alone would probably attract countless tourists.
As for Batman's mask, the transparent lenses at the eyes turned red at this time. A special panel instantly scanned the ground in Batman's sight. Then, three or five red marks appeared on the Gotham Playground. nearby.
"Jason...I'm here to save you."
Under the black mask is the anxious heart of a father.
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"I didn't expect Deathstroke's cousin to be Asian."
On the streets of Gotham, two young men of similar age were walking together. The white-skinned young man seemed to be a head shorter than the yellow-skinned young man. I don’t know what the Asian young man ate when he grew up.
After all, they were in casual clothes and it was not very far from Wayne Manor. The two decided to walk there. On the way, Dick would talk to Chen Yan from time to time. It seemed like they were chatting, but in fact, he wanted to get more out of Chen Yan. information.
There is no way. The Bat family members all have a bit of suspicion inherited from their fathers. Dick's case is relatively mild. After all, he originally worked as a policeman in Blüdhaven. Whether he is a vigilante or a policeman, the intelligence does not affect him. Words are very important.
"I know what you want to ask. In fact, my cousin and I do similar work, but I generally value peace and try not to kill anyone if I can." Chen Yan said in a serious tone. "There is no way to make money."
"But I understand your rules. I won't do anything casually in Gotham. Really, trust me."
(Because everyone I killed deserves to die.)
The above sentence is what Chen Yan was thinking.
"I hope..."
Dick obviously didn't quite believe Chen Yan's words, but at this moment, he was by Chen Yan's side and could monitor him anytime and anywhere. Chen Yan is very mysterious. He is a teleportation object with suspected superpowers. He is so powerful that he can easily break Nightwing's wrist. His previous mask seems to be a high-tech product, which makes both Dick and Batman feel a little uneasy.
However, the people of the Bat Family all have their own pride. Gotham is a cesspit, but it is the cesspit of their Bat Family. They will squat on their own and will not shake people easily unless absolutely necessary.
Of course, if the situation is really urgent, then the person they bring over is probably the kind of person who can easily destroy Gotham.
The two chatted for a while until a huge manor appeared in front of them. From a distance, it seemed a bit eerie, like a ghostly castle.
"Fuck..." Chen Yan looked at the huge manor, his eyes almost turned into lemons. "What, Dick, can you tell me more about Batman's superpowers?"
"Are you sure you want to ask this..."
Dick looked at Chen Yan as if he was caring for the mentally retarded.
"He's super rich."