Xiu'er's voice turned into an angry roar. "You mean Fisher? That bastard hasn't been answering my calls. "
Lawther turned his head and decisively handed the phone to one of his companions in a fish-scale suit. "Your sister, you take care of it."
This was still a fat otaku. The one in the fish-scale suit was probably cosplaying … Fat Pufferfish?
After all, his stomach was the most prominent part of his body. His slightly reflective fish-scale suit was bulging.
"Fat Pufferfish" Fisher took the phone with a frown. "Hey, my phone was just squeezed out …"
At this point, he suddenly came back to his senses and whispered to his companions, "Hey, help me look for it."
"Iron Man" Sam looked at him as if he was an idiot. "There must be a new one at the phone counter. Do you still need to look for your broken phone?"
As soon as he said that, the people who were walking out stopped in their tracks. That's right, they had already run away. It wouldn't be a problem to take a few steps to the phone counter to get something before leaving … right?
Fisher wanted to go too, but Xiu'er bombarded him with questions on the other end of the phone. "Did you get my husbands back? I want more Batman, and less Iron Man … "
Fisher wanted to cry. How did it feel to have a sister who had the same hobbies as you? It was definitely not heaven.
Because she would squeeze out the otaku's time and money, and directly or indirectly reduce the number of wives he had.
For example, tonight, Fisher had to "buy" half of the Batman and Iron Man figurines for Xiu'er's "husbands."
Asshole! Why does my sister not only like one "husband," but also likes to put them together as a couple! A certain fat pufferfish roared in his heart.
The otaku group quickly entered the phone store, which was like a garbage dump, and began to rummage through the possible new phones.
"Black Widow" Lawther picked up a small metal trophy, a little speechless.
This was the Riddle Man trophy that had been fought over by hundreds of people, but now it was abandoned like an old shoe in the phone store.
There were dozens of unlucky people on the ground with their heads bleeding.
Some of them were beaten up while fighting over the trophy, while others were knocked down and trampled. Fortunately, there were no major problems.
A few who were not seriously injured even got up and looked around, hoping to get back some "medical expenses".
Lawther couldn't help but feel a little sad. "Why did you come out and do zero-dollar shopping? Isn't it good to dress up at home?"
Just as he said this, a dark shadow jumped down from upstairs and landed in front of him with a dull thud.
Lawther could not react in time.
Luke turned around and looked at the guy. He suddenly smiled. "I think you're very thoughtful, kid!" As he spoke, he grabbed the backpack that contained the Black Widow figurines.
Just as Lawther was about to attack, he suddenly felt that this person looked familiar.
Then, he saw the even more familiar curved walking stick in his other hand. His whole body stiffened, and then he began to tremble. "You, you, you …"
Luke poked him on the shoulder with his cane. "Young man, cross-dressing is fine, but don't cosplay as Black Widow again. You'll get beaten up easily."
Especially your wretched and unsightly appearance! He added silently in his heart and strode out of the mall.
Lawther was stunned for a few seconds before he came back to himself and rubbed his shoulder. "Ouch, it hurts."
To punish this cross-dressing lover for polluting his vision, Luke had specifically poked his bones.
But the pain was even greater. "Huh? My wife? Oh my god, this damn guy stole all my wives. "
Heartache was, of course, more lasting than the pain in his bones.
"Fat Pufferfish" Fisher, who was still being nagged by Xiu 'er, couldn't help but feel happy when he saw this. Luckily, he didn't like cross-dressing, or he wouldn't even be able to keep half of his wife.
The others had similar thoughts, but they picked up the pace of their search. The world was getting more and more shameless. There was actually someone who would steal his wife! I'd better hurry home and put my wife away.
Only Lawther, with tears in his eyes, silently picked up the Black Widow pillow that had survived under his armpit and stroked it gently. "Now, you're all I have. Don't worry, I'll treat you well. "
…
On the other side, Lord Wei, Victor, and Xiao Ba were already putting out fires everywhere.
Superman still couldn't come.
After the fires and chemical explosions, there would be major dangers everywhere in the metropolis.
Batman didn't even need to think too much about it to tell Superman not to worry about Gotham City. This was definitely one of Joker's plans.
If Superman really had nothing to do, the supervillains in Gotham City would all be wiped out in less than half an hour. After all, no matter how strong they were, they couldn't take a punch from Superman.
The best way to deal with a saintly Superman was to let him keep saving people.
This was supposed to be Joker's game time, but who knew that Lord Wei wouldn't fall for it this time, and directly knocked him out.
The two cities would still be in chaos, but Joker didn't even have a chance to play.
Lord Wei was the only one who went on a killing spree with his teammates.
Lord Wei was the main attacker, Victor was the support, and Xiao Ba covered the gaps. Several supervillains were knocked out before they could resist.
Lord Wei didn't even need to worry about them. Xiao Ba tossed the unconscious supervillains into Victor's remote-controlled ray transport plane.
The entire process was like an assembly line, and didn't waste any time.
But after Lord Wei busied himself for a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Those he caught were mostly brainless, or those who were openly showing off, like Two-Face, the pig-faced professor, Poison Ivy, and Grundy.
As for the others, Ben, Penguin, Mad Hatter, and Riddler, none of these vicious and cunning people showed up.
Could it be that they had secretly formed an alliance to create a big scoop? Lord Wei's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his guard.
When Butler Xia received the notification, he immediately increased his efforts to search for these important targets.
In an underground tunnel that they couldn't see, Ben, who was as strong as a mountain, was panting like a bull, half-kneeling on the ground.
Along the way, there were rows of his subordinates lying on the ground.
"Who are you?" He gritted his teeth and tried his best to push his body up, staring at the black figure in front of him.
Even though this figure was much smaller than Lord Wei, Ben already had the impression that he couldn't fight back.
It was useless! Nothing was useful!
Whether it was strength, speed, technique, or support equipment, he was crushed in all aspects. Even his final attempt to stimulate his body's potential had failed.
The other party had been so calm and unhurried that he was on his knees with punches and kicks, and had even taken care of a dozen of Ben's elite subordinates in passing.
This was even more despairing for Ben than if he had been defeated by some trump card ability or weapon. It was enough to prove that the other party hadn't even used his full strength, but was still able to suppress him to the point where he couldn't fight back.
Now, Ben's competitive spirit made him ask this question.
Because he didn't believe that this was Batman. Batman wasn't this strong. At the very least, he couldn't fight back unarmed. Luke was surprised.
"You don't know me?"
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