It only took Luke ten seconds to cover a distance of five hundred meters and head straight for a room in the hospital where thick smoke was rising. "Activate thermal imaging."
The scene in the room immediately appeared on the lenses.
Looking at the two red figures swaying in the room, the corners of his mouth curled up. "Got you." He rushed in through the broken window.
Even though the two people inside had just suffered from the stun smoke grenade, their reactions weren't bad. The moment Luke entered the room, they opened fire without hesitation.
Luke didn't dodge, and went straight for the person closest to him.
The two of them cried out in alarm. "Batman!" They couldn't help but slow down for a moment.
Luke grabbed the person in front of him, twisted his body, and threw him out the window like a bowling ball.
The man flew out the window like a cannonball. Luke turned around and covered his figure with his cloak.
The remaining person subconsciously pulled the trigger, but he cursed inwardly.
Ordinary bullets were useless against Batman! This was a truth that many criminals had personally tested out.
Now, it was his turn to taste it.
The black figure that was the size of a hill wasn't clumsy. Instead, it was extremely fast. With a flash of his cloak, a huge hand shot out from behind the cloak and grabbed the man's neck.
Bang!
Luke grabbed the guy and jumped out of the window.
Bang!
With a dull thud, Luke stood in the small square in the middle of the hospital.
Not far away, the person he had just thrown out was still limping as he tried his best to run away.
Luke smiled. You want to run? You're definitely going to be on live TV tonight.
There was the sound of rumbling footsteps for a moment before they disappeared.
The guy who was running couldn't help but look back, only to see a huge black shadow gliding over.
F * ck you! You're shameless! The guy cursed inwardly.
They had always been the ones who bullied ordinary people with their physical advantages. Now that they had encountered a superhero who bullied them with his equipment, they instantly felt despair.
A huge shadow quickly enveloped him, and a hand grabbed his neck, bringing him up into the air.
The scenery around them flashed by, and in less than ten seconds, the two of them found themselves in the square in front of the hospital.
At the same time, several snow-white pillars of light swept down from the sky and enveloped the three of them.
The TV station's helicopter had just arrived and was looking for Batman when he appeared on his own with two criminals in his hands?
When everyone saw the two people being carried by Batman, they subconsciously tacitly agreed.
Luke threw one of them to the ground and stepped on him. He picked up another and said coldly, "Aliens, you're guilty!"
Their expressions changed drastically. They knew Batman's line, but now he was calling them "aliens."
Luke grabbed a bat dart from his waist and swung it, cutting off the man's right arm.
Amidst the blood-curdling screams, the arm that fell to the ground exploded into sparks and dissipated.
On the helicopter, the paparazzi who were filming were stunned.
Flegg was also stunned.
What was going on? Something didn't seem right.
Batman's actions had been studied by countless people.
Everyone agreed on one point of view: even if he was deliberately pretending, the most he could do was to break the criminal's bones, and he had no intention of deliberately abusing them.
Why did he suddenly chop off his arm as if he was going to be executed?
What was even more ridiculous was, what was going on with that person? Why did his arm explode and disappear when it was chopped off?
Luke, however, didn't stop. He switched to another person and cut off his left arm with another bat dart.
Tossing the two guys to the ground and stepping on their remaining hand, he said coldly, "Aliens, this world only belongs to us humans, not dirty, lowly bloodsucking bugs like you."
The two vampires screamed and didn't say anything in rebuttal. Luke had stepped on their hands one after another.
A few helicopters hovered in the air, and the paparazzi on them were all in a daze.
It was rare for Batman to use such brutal methods, but they weren't sure if it was really brutal.
After all, the two people whose arms had been chopped off were a little weird. They didn't feel like humans.
Two helicopters landed near the square, and four people got out from each side.
Luke looked around and smiled inwardly. They were all old acquaintances.
The person on the right ran faster and shouted from afar, "Batman, we're not hostile. We just want to talk to you."
Luke turned his head to the other side.
They were a few seconds slower, but it wasn't a problem. The leader also shouted, "Batman, can I have a few minutes of your time?"
Luke said, "Show me your IDs."
The people on both sides were stunned, but they both took out their IDs.
At that moment, Flegg hesitated, but the person on the other side stepped forward and gave Luke his ID. "Hello, Batman. I'm Phil Coulson, an FBI agent. "
Flegg cursed inwardly, but he could only step forward and hand over his ID. "I'm Rick Flegg, an FBI agent."
Luke chuckled inwardly, but said, "The FBI sent both of you to me at the same time?"
"We're not from the same department," Flegg said.
"It's just a small problem with internal coordination," Phil said.
Luke's gaze lingered on the ID in his hand for a moment, and he looked at the familiar surname — Coulson.
A strange feeling welled up in his heart. There were thousands of people named Phil, but Coulson was from S.H.I.E.L.D. … That should be the only one, right?
This joke was getting out of hand!
But now wasn't the time to think about it.
He handed the IDs back. "What do you want?"
Flegg said, "Them, and to talk to you."
Phil waited for him to finish before he said, "Me too, but I can wait until you're done."
Luke looked at Flegg. "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Stunned, Flegg subconsciously glanced at Phil. For a moment, there was a little silence.
Phil, however, smiled and gestured for him to go ahead.
Flegg smiled bitterly to himself. As expected of a sly old fox, Coulson.
He could only say, "We'd like to talk to you in private. It's not convenient here."
Luke turned to Phil. "What about you?"
Phil gave him a business card with a smile. "Maybe we can keep in touch, and we'll have a chance to work together in the future."
Luke didn't take the card. He simply glanced at it. "Okay, I've memorized the number. Is there anything else? "
A hint of regret flashed through Phil's eyes, but his expression remained the same. "We're taking one of them with us."
Before Flegg could say anything, Luke agreed decisively. "Okay."
Flegg swallowed what he was about to say.
Luke looked at Flegg and pointed at the two fellows at his feet. "Do you know who they are?"
Phil didn't say anything.
Being stared at, Flegg could only shake his head.
He had a rough idea, but he wasn't sure.
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