A black cloak and a pair of glasses that flashed with blue and white light. Who else could it be but the Dark Knight?
Luke casually threw out a grappling hook, which hooked the tail of the hook to a seat in his other hand, and shot it dozens of meters away by the river.
The grappling hook was fixed to a railing on the shore, and it automatically began to shorten, quickly pulling the seat and the SHIELD members to the shore.
Nick Fury frowned at HQ, and a few people around him were already looking at him.
He glanced around and said, "The Dark Knight isn't an enemy. Don't disturb him. Also, send someone to the river to rescue these people."
The order was immediately sent to the rescue team in New York.
The truth was that his subordinates wanted to determine Nick Fury's attitude toward the Dark Knight.
SHIELD was a special agent agency that dealt with extraordinary events. In theory, they were supposed to detain, question, investigate, and watch over the Dark Knight. Saving a few SHIELD members wasn't enough to exempt them from this process.
The so-called life-saving grace wasn't as important as most people at the bottom thought.
In reality, it wasn't rare for ordinary people to save an agent, only to be killed by the agent.
Very soon, the Dark Knight fished out the eighteen people who had fallen into the water and sent them to the shore.
At that moment, on a motorboat not far away, the captain of the rescue team shouted, "Dark Knight, we need to talk to you about Joker."
A grappling hook flew over, and Luke tapped the water a few times before landing on the motorboat. "Who's Joker? Do you have his information? "
The rescue team: … We should be the ones asking you questions. Why are you asking us first?
But the situation was beyond their control. They wanted to ask the Dark Knight about Joker's whereabouts, but they didn't have the ability to capture him and interrogate him like ordinary people.
The captain could only give a rough explanation of Joker's situation, before he immediately asked, "Where's Joker? Did he escape or is he dead? "
If the Dark Knight didn't have anyone with him, there were only two possibilities.
Luke said, "He escaped. He detonated multiple bombs in the water and slipped away while the water was muddy. "
The captain didn't look very good, but he wasn't too surprised.
Tonight, they had seen how awesome this psycho Joker was. It was normal for him to escape.
He was about to say something, when Luke had already turned around and jumped into the river.
The captain said, "Wait … a minute?"
But in front of him, there was only the flowing Hudson River and the ripples on its surface.
In the next second, the water ripples were also washed away by the subsequent waves, and no trace could be seen anymore.
He slowly retracted his hand, sighed, and turned on the walkie-talkie. "The Dark Knight has left. He has no intention of making further contact with us."
…
Ten minutes later, Luke sat down in a Williamsburg restaurant in a loose hoodie, sweatpants, and a black cap.
Outside the window, a police car flashed its lights but did not sound its siren as it slowly drove down the street.
Carolyn had just cleaned up a puddle of the alcoholic's vomit and tossed it into the rubbish bin outside the door.
When she returned, she smiled at Luke, who was standing by the window not far away. "It's almost two o 'clock. Why aren't these patrolling policemen sleeping today? Did something big happen again? "
Luke shrugged and waved his phone. "According to the latest news from QQ, a large area on the other side of the Brooklyn Bridge has been sealed off by the police. Someone in the circle said that there might be a dangerous suspect on the run in that area. "
Carolyn patted her chest and said, "Thank goodness it's not us."
Luke smiled brightly. "Don't worry. I'm here. I guarantee your safety."
Carolyn smiled as well. Then, she thought of something and nodded stiffly before she slipped away.
Luke didn't think too much of it.
Carolyn didn't stop walking, but she shouted inwardly, Oh my god, is he recalling the first time he came here again?
After all, the first time he met Max and Selina was the first time this "Chris Evans" could prove his combat ability.
At that time, he had subdued an armed robber, and Carolyn had peed herself on the spot.
That wasn't a good memory for her.
A while later, the lights in the restaurant were turned off.
Max and Carolyn got into Luke's SUV, which drove back to Max's house.
Carolyn got out of the car and looked at the couple who were waving goodbye to her in the front row. She had a bad feeling. "You guys …"
Max chuckled. "Chris said he had a little surprise for me, so we're going for a spin alone."
Carolyn: (⊙ ﹏ ⊙)
A moment later, she waved at the SUV and drove off.
After the car disappeared from sight, her shoulders slumped and she walked into the house like a zombie. "Damn you, little bitch, it's Valentine's Day tomorrow! Did you come out to show off today because you think I'm easy to bully? "
She was quiet for a moment before she bowed to reality again. "That's right, I'm indeed easy to bully, because I'm broke."
"Shut up! Damn beep beep beep beep beep beep beep, if you keep screaming like a ghost, I'll come out and break you in half! "An angry roar came from the door beside her.
Carolyn trembled and covered her mouth as she tiptoed away from the door. She couldn't help but mutter, "You're so ugly. I don't want you to break me in half …"
…
Luke looked away from the rearview mirror. Thinking about Carolyn's pitiful back, he couldn't help but ask, "Actually, it's not a surprise that we're going to the Brooklyn Bridge to watch NYPD, right?"
Max rolled his eyes. "When I asked you just now, you said you had to go on a business trip tomorrow. What could I do?"
Luke chuckled. "You mean …"
Max said, "I mean, let's celebrate in advance."
Luke couldn't help but glance at her. "Celebrate?"
Max chuckled and puffed out her chest. "But I've decided to watch the show first."
As she spoke, she took out her phone and quickly scrolled through the headlines on QQ and F2F. "A lot of lucky guys happened to be on camera when they passed the Brooklyn Bridge tonight. They've already been bought by the TV stations for at least two hundred dollars each. Damn it, that's much more profitable than our cupcakes. "
Luke smiled. "Nonsense. I made two hundred cupcakes for you a few days ago. That's worth at least four hundred dollars in labor. "
Max's eyes widened as she turned to look at him. "Hey, I worked for two hours that night. Didn't the strawberry cream cake smell good?"
Luke laughed. "That's the same as earning four hundred dollars yourself."
Max subconsciously rubbed her chin. "But I'm a little tired from earning four hundred dollars."
The two of them bickered. There weren't many cars at night, and the SUV soon reached the river.
But as soon as they passed the Manhattan Bridge, they were stopped by a police car.
The officer behind the ice cream warning box only said that the road ahead was temporarily blocked and that they should take a detour.
Luke and Max consciously turned around and stopped at a green area by the river a hundred meters away.
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