In the video of the rescue on the subway, the most classic picture was captured.
It happened to be the moment when Batman raised his hands and blocked the door.
There was an explosion in front of the armor, and the two sides of the cloak shone brightly, but the back of the burly figure was still pitch-black.
The picture was even accompanied by an extremely pretentious quote from a certain big shot online: Carrying the darkness, bending forward. Only my knight has a heart of light.
In fact, Batman had long been known as the Dark Knight.
After the picture and the quote appeared, the title of Knight of Light also appeared, and the fans of the Dark Knight debated it fiercely.
But even the most hardcore supporter of the Dark Knight wouldn't dare say that Batman had no light in his heart.
As long as one wasn't blind, anyone could tell that the Batsuit was black.
Only Batman's title as a Knight was confirmed this time.
It didn't matter whether this knight belonged to darkness or light, or even light and darkness as one.
The four people in the fast food restaurant didn't forget to express their opinions as they watched the news.
Caroline decisively chose "light," and insisted that Batman actually wanted to bring hope to the people at the bottom of the pyramid, so light was the most suitable for him.
Max, however, gave the simplest reason. "Black is more mysterious and cooler. Also, the Dark Knight sounds really cool. "
Everyone was speechless for a moment.
Good and bad really didn't matter that much these days.
As long as a serial killer became famous, he would have tons of female fans who wanted to give birth to his children.
Most of the reason was that these girls felt that the serial killer was cool, mysterious, and special.
Now, there was nothing wrong with Max saying that black was cooler and more mysterious, so he liked it.
Han, however, reminded everyone, "Everyone, I think Iron Man is cooler. Why don't we talk about him?"
Old Earl chuckled. "Look at me, and then look at Batman. Just from appearance alone, I support Batman."
Han was confused. "Batman … has never shown his face, has he? How are you sure he's an old man? "
Max burst out laughing.
Caroline laughed too, but she didn't forget to remind Han, "Han, Earl was talking about color."
Stunned for a moment, Han looked at Earl. "But Batman doesn't have to be African-American, right?"
This time, Max and Carolyn burst out laughing. Let's laugh to our hearts' content first.
Old Earl rolled his eyes. "I mean, we are all 'black', okay?"
Han was suddenly enlightened, but he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "His armor is black, but yours is black. What kind of relationship is this?!"
Old Earl didn't stop. He looked at him and said, "Don't you like Iron Man because of the color? Look at the work clothes of the two female employees in our store. They've said many times that they want to change, but you've firmly refused. If this isn't a preference, then what is? "
Everyone was speechless at his words.
The waitresses in Williamsburg wore a ginger-colored dress with two vertical red stripes and a red apron.
At first glance, the color scheme really looked like a knockoff of the Iron Man Armor's uniform.
In fact, Luke had already complained about the suffocating color scheme the moment he saw it. In his previous life, the "scrambled eggs with tomatoes" was already available!
But scrambled eggs were at least bright yellow, and the ginger color of this uniform was more like the legendary yellow of shi.
Thankfully, Max and Caroline were so good-looking that people didn't pay attention to the uniforms. Otherwise, there would be even more to complain about.
In the end, Han still insisted. "Iron Man is cool, but not as obvious as Batman."
…
No matter what the crowd thought, Tony didn't care at that moment.
He might have looked pathetic in his battle with the witch yesterday, but he had actually gained a lot.
Even if the mysterious big spoon hadn't appeared, he was confident that he could turn the tables.
He and Jarvis had already analyzed a lot of things about the witch's last strange attack. In the end, it was just a way of using energy.
As long as the output of the pulse cannon was fine-tuned, the energy attack could be neutralized or destroyed.
Thus, the tycoon didn't think he was weaker than Charcoal Head and Big Spoon.
His strength lay in his brain.
Ever since the cave in Afghanistan, he had relied on his brain and forbearance to turn the tables at the critical moment.
The only mistake he had made was with Obadiah.
But that was because he had lost in trust, not brains.
Tony had never been weaker than anyone in his life. That wasn't just for show. A certain tycoon had always believed it, and he firmly believed it.
As for Batman's sudden departure during the battle, Tony didn't feel betrayed or anything like that.
The strange thing about that attack was that the refraction between the two targets would quickly increase its power.
Thus, after Batman magically left, the power of the witch's attack stopped increasing.
Batman's departure was the right choice.
In a real one-on-one battle, the witch's attack couldn't even deal 50% of Mark VI's damage. Tony could counterattack at any time and defeat his opponent.
In terms of energy, Mark VI, who had a third-generation arc reactor, was absolutely beyond imagination.
Tony, who had suffered during the battle between Uncle Bear, Obadiah, and Ivan the Mourning Whip, had specially increased the size of the reactor's energy, sacrificing a little of the armor's beauty in exchange for several times the energy supply.
Just that alone was enough for him to exhaust the witch to death.
"What a pity that these guys are too fast!" the tycoon couldn't help but mutter as he thought about it.
Starting with Obadiah, Mourning Whip, and now this witch, he had a way to deal with them every time, but there would always be nosy people popping up, and the battle would be over in a few moves.
Tony didn't play certain games, so he didn't know that this was a classic "kill stealing" game.
But he also felt that he needed some "ultimate moves" that could end the battle in one fell swoop.
Otherwise, every time he wanted to counterattack, his opponent would be down, and that would be really awkward.
More importantly, he had a vague feeling that …
There would be more and more shameless meddling in the future.
It wasn't like he couldn't beat them, and he didn't want to put in a lot of effort every time, only to end up like a bystander.
In that regard, he wasn't even as good as that young detective named Luke.
Was it because the young detective was stronger than him? Of course not.
It was just that the young detective was lethal enough, and with his terrifyingly accurate marksmanship, he could kill the enemy in one shot, leaving no chance for others to steal the kill.
Thinking that, he slapped his forehead and sent a message to Pepper, asking her to talk to the city government and promote Luke Coulson.
The young detective wasn't bad.
Although it was a detective's duty to participate in the battle at the subway station, it was beyond Tony's expectations that he could help.
He hadn't thought of this before, so it was good to return the favor now.
It was also because NYPD's performance this time was terrible.
Apart from the Detective Bureau that Luke was in, the other departments had made little progress.
Tony would not use Superman's request to blame these ordinary police officers.
But it would be better if someone from the police could stand up at the critical moment and not be a burden.
The only people in NYPD that Tony had any interest in were Luke and her partner.
Therefore, this was a simple matter, and he did it in passing.
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