I Play DC Hero In Marvel Chapter 183: Anticlimactic! Turtle is late!

"You want to deal with me?"

Max said, the electric light on his body boiled like boiling water, and countless arcs of electric current spread from the surface of his body. Trousers to prevent crabs from hanging around the waist.

"It's up to you!!"

He gritted his teeth and waved his hand to shoot an electric shock wave, like an arrow from a string, slaying Anton in front of him.

Anton didn't move, letting the shock wave come.

Boom! !

Shockwaves of electricity swept across his cheeks, scorching strands of hair near his ears.

The next moment, the tire of the fire truck at the foot burst instantly, and the entire lower perimeter of the fire truck was smashed to shreds by the electric shock wave, like a disabled patient, paralyzed on the spot.

Seeing this, Max's face became more and more ugly.

Anton smiled and his eyes were as calm as water, watching Max's actions without any fear on his face.

It's just Max's threat.

Max was obviously very angry. He deliberately sent an electric shock wave to Anton, but avoided Anton's body in a dangerous way, just to see even the slightest fear of himself from Anton's face. But Anton did not let him do so.

"Damn!"

"Damn it!"

Max grows wilder.

Anton's calmness, even a smile, is the biggest challenge to him.

"Die!"

"I want you to die!"

Max clenched his fists, and a spear of electricity seemed to appear in his palms, aiming at Anton in front of him.

This time, Max isn't going to hold back.

He's going to pierce Anton's chest with an electric spear, then use the electric current to turn Anton's body into a pile of fragrant cooked meat.

Click!

Anton didn't bother to give him a look, so he took down the sprinkler pipe next to the fire truck.

Not far away.

Harry and Venom looked at each other.

The latter was still inexplicable, but the former's eyes lit up and seemed to understand Anton's thoughts.

Max is overwhelmed with anger, not anticipating the danger.

He held the lightning spear high and charged straight towards An Dong, as if seeing An Dong being pierced by the lightning spear, bleeding all over the floor and looking remorseful.

On the opposite side, Anton released the buckle of the fire hose in his hand.

The pipe connected to the water tank was instantly filled with water.

Boom!

The water jet spewed out of the nozzle like a cannon, covering Max all over his body.

ZiZZZZZZZZZZZ!

Max realized something was wrong.

Body shorted!

His body can release 10 million volts of electricity, like a battery or power bank.

Can the rechargeable battery be short-circuited once it falls into the water?

That's what happened to Max.

Water,

It's his nemesis!

ZiZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!

Max collapsed to the ground in an instant, the lightning spear in his hand dissipated immediately, and his body that was slightly suspended immediately fell to the ground, his whole body twitched, his brain went blank, and his eyes lost their luster.

Not to die from a short circuit.

As a mutant, Max's physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary people.

An insurmountable stream of water can cover his body, but it's enough to cause him to lose consciousness as his body collapses.

"You see, isn't this easy?"

Anton pulled the buckle, turned off the water flow, put the water pipe back on the fire truck, looked back at Harry and Venom in front of him, and shrugged: "I said he's easy to deal with!"

Harry and Venom were silent for a long time.

Needless to say, Venom, this guy is completely stupid. He never thought that he had been entangled with himself for a long time. Such a difficult opponent would be so easily "drained" by Anton with a pipe of water.

As for Harry, although Anton picked up the fire hose and turned on the gushing water, he had an idea in his heart, but like Venom, he didn't expect this battle to end so anticlimactic.

"As expected of you!"

Venom nodded, and a humanized admiration could be seen on the not-so-delicate face.

Then he retracted into Eddie, revealing Eddie himself.

Harry lifted the mask of the biological armor, revealing his true face, stared at Anton in front of him, nodded, and was somewhat admired.

"As expected of Batman's comrade-in-arms!"

He restrained his consternation and gave a sincere compliment.

In the eyes of many people, the relationship between Anton and Batman is completely confused.

Some people think that Anton is Batman, but others think that Anton is not Batman.

The Osborn Company is one of the more well-known forces.

The more you know, the more confusion there is.

Not many continue to regard Anton as Batman now, but it cannot be denied that Anton is the spokesperson for Batman.

So, Harry didn't say much.

As Batman's spokesperson, Anton's performance at this time was completely unexpected.

"I'll go help Tony Stark first."

Harry glanced at Max, who was lying on the ground in front of him, and said, "Please help me keep an eye on him."

"No problem."

Anton nodded: "I think the people from the NYPD are coming soon."

Whoosh!

Harry didn't say much after hearing the words. He stepped on his flying skateboard and soared into the sky, killing the fireworks not far away.

That's where Iron Man and Whiplash are fighting.

Drip drip!

Soon.

NYPD personnel arrived at the scene in a police vehicle.

Behind the tail of the police car, followed by a truck with the appearance of a turtle and the words "Turtle Chariot" written on it.

"Huh!"

A slightly high-pitched, surprised voice suddenly resounded in this still-quiet space~IndoMTL.com~The battle is over again? "

Bang!

The side door of the truck was kicked open, and several old acquaintances popped out.

After flipping a few times in the air and doing a good job, the tortoises looked at each other, their eyes locked on Max, who was slumped to the ground, and instantly solidified.

Apart from the NYPD, there were only three "strangers" present.

Anton, Eddie, and this dark blue-skinned, abnormal-looking man who fell to the ground.

Obviously, this stuff has hit the streets!

"Shit!"

Michelangelo subconsciously scolded: "Is it late again?"

"No."

Anton pointed to the distance, the increasingly rare fireworks: "There is still a fight there. If you run fast, you can still get a second round seat."

"Go!"

"Go!"

The four tortoises looked at each other and rushed to the distant sky without hesitation.

At their speed, a few minutes passed.

According to Anton's words, run fast and make it to the end.

At least get involved.

"Hey!"

Michelangelo's face was delighted, and with a wave, a flame-throwing skateboard flew from the roof of the turtle chariot.

Eddie was taken aback, the skateboard looked familiar.

However, as far as appearance is concerned, it is obviously not a product of Osborn Company.

"That's the new gear Duny made for Mackey."

The NYPD Commissioner, George Stacy, saw the look in his old friend Eddie's eyes and added with a smile.

Whoosh!

As soon as the voice fell, the turtles all grabbed the flying skateboard.

"Sheet!"

Michelangelo's face changed dramatically as he stepped on a skateboard.

"You are too heavy!"

The flying skateboard was overwhelmed, swaying, swaying, and flying over.

"Hahahaha! Here we are!"