I Play DC Hero In Marvel Chapter 190: It’s you

Working hours, morning rush hour.

New York City is crowded with cars and pedestrians rubbing shoulders on the streets.

Whoosh whoosh!

At this moment, a group of men in weird shirts stepping on a flying skateboard, like a shooting star, quickly swept across the sky above them.

The sonic boom has attracted a lot of attention.

"Huh!"

"Flyboard? Harry Osborn?"

"No, this guy has nothing to do with the Osborn Company...he's a new guy! Something must be happening!"

People looked at each other when they saw this scene.

Some people thought this was Harry Osborn, who had just announced his debut and became a superhero, but other people who knew it rejected it, and realized that something was about to happen.

The daring passers-by, unable to suppress their curiosity, quietly followed the dangling figure to the pier on the edge of Manhattan.

They saw a strange figure standing on a flying skateboard hovering over the pier, looking at the row after row of bungalows under their feet.

"Come out, Flint Marko!"

The weird figure in the big guy's eyes was Phil who had just made his debut.

At this time, his calm words resounded throughout the dock.

Many dockers saw the figures above their heads and noticed that things were weird and that there might be some changes, and they immediately fled the scene one by one.

They retreated from a safe place to look back at the scene.

Phil is still standing in the air.

Whoohoo!

The surrounding wind gradually became stronger, and the yellow sand was blowing in the sky, making it difficult for people to open their eyes, as if the sand in the sandbags carried on the cargo ship at the dock was all caught by this strange wind that came from nowhere to blow it out.

The far-flung audience realized something was wrong.

The sandstorm appears very strange.

“Who are you?”

A deep voice came from the sandstorm.

"Hey!"

Phil heard the words and showed a proud smile: "My name is Goblin, a full member of the Justice League, and I received orders from Batman to deal with you. However, on behalf of Batman, I can give you a chance to be captured... ...Honestly hand over Justin Hammer, and you can get out in just a dozen years in prison."

"Humph!"

There was another snort in the wind and sand, and Flint obviously didn't intend to kill Phil with just one word.

Whoohoo!

The next moment, the sandstorm seemed to form a tornado, carrying enormous power and killing Phil in mid-air.

Meanwhile.

The words Phil just revealed on purpose were heard by the surrounding crowd.

Everyone looked horrified.

This strange figure is actually a full member of the Justice League!

Ghosts?

A new superhero?

Additionally.

From the conversation just now, they heard that the guy the devil is going to deal with is actually the robber who kidnapped Justin Hammer!

“His—”

Someone gasped.

"This is no small matter!"

…

Turn back the time by ten minutes.

Anton got off the plane at the New York airport and found the text message interface of his mobile phone.

That's a subpoena from Phil.

At a critical moment, Phil certainly doesn't forget to report his plans to his boss.

After Anton agreed, Phil attacked decisively.

Arrived in New York, looked at the time, knew that Phil had started to dispatch at this time, and Anton called the Continental Hotel.

"Anton, our people are ready!"

Winston wasn't nervous when he got a call from Anton.

He had been in touch with Phil before and knew the purpose of Anton's call.

"Very well, get your people out."

Anton ordered: "Phil will entangle Flint Marko, your goal is to catch Justin Hammer."

"No problem."

Winston nodded, and across the phone he patted his chest, promising to complete the mission.

As one of the important spheres of influence of the High Table in the United States, the Continental Hotel has now become a rather unique part of the High Table's influence.

The reason is naturally Batman.

The High Table cannot bypass the Continental Hotel to contact Batman. To communicate with Batman, or send a message to Batman, you must go through the Continental Hotel channel.

This was the rule from the start.

If the people at the High Table go privately to the Daily Clarion, or DC, as they did in the first place, to find Anton or Eddie with the intent of communicating with Batman, it would be breaking the rules.

It is worth mentioning that the High Table is a very disciplined organization.

Therefore, by virtue of the unique status of the Continental Hotel, Winston has a special status in the High Table, almost becoming an elder who is not in the editor other than several elders.

Meanwhile, the strength of the Continental Hotel expanded, completely occupying Hell's Kitchen and covering the entirety of New York.

Winston almost replaced Kim Bing as the voice of the New York Underworld.

Of course, Winston is well aware that all the changes now are brought to him by Batman.

It is also impossible for him to forget how easily a figure in black armor and a flying cloak broke into his safe house that night a few months ago. The man timidly warned himself.

"See you later."

Winston finished.

Beep!

The call ends.

Anton got into his own car that came to greet him and headed to the Manhattan Continental Hotel.

This is their agreed location.

The driver who came to greet Anton, driving the car, was his employee, Eddie Bullock.

"I just got off the phone with Chief Stacey and he has arranged for a task force to pick up where Phil has designated."

Eddie said as he drove: "George will be waiting for us at the Continental Hotel."

"Phil did a good job this time."

Anton nodded with satisfaction and praised: "When he comes back, he will write the news tomorrow, and he can brag as much as he wants."

"I thought so too."

Eddie laughed.

…

Manhattan, dock area.

Phil and Flint the Sandman engage in a fierce battle in an instant.

As a mutant, Flint's methods are hard to guard against. Fortunately, Phil has long understood Flint's abilities and received Anton's guidance. During these ten days, he made Dona in advance. Taylor built a batch of freeze guns and had plenty of magazines ready.

The freezing bullet of the freezing gun not only has a powerful impact, but also instantly bursts with extremely low temperature, which can freeze the target object into ice cubes in just a few blinks of an eye.

Refer to Captain Cold, the leader of the rogue gang in The Flash villain.

This guy can produce an absolute zero freezing gun in his hand, which is similar to the one in Phil's hand.

Of course, Phil's hands aren't that powerful.

But it's quite enough against the Sandman.

"Damn!"

Flint the Sandman looks ugly, and the freeze gun poses a big threat to him.

It's like a person with natural fruit ability encounters a powerful person with domineering power, and his ability has lost most of its usefulness.

Flint, who has no ability advantage, can't be arrogant at all.

"Fi... devil, here we come!"

Suddenly.

A truck approached quickly, causing cheers from the onlookers.

This car is too familiar to them!

The truck is adorned with a pattern that is very familiar to New Yorkers, and it is the recognizable head of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

"You are here at the right time!"

Stopping Flint, Phil, who was so showy, couldn't help laughing.

Everything was as he expected.

Although Phil intends to make his debut in the public eye, he is careful not to put all his eggs in one basket.

Calling the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles is the double insurance he arranged.

Near Phil and Sandman's battleground.

Also known as the dock area.

In a bungalow, Justin Hammer's face was very ugly when he saw Phil's incarnation of the devil attack.

He realizes that he has been exposed to certain people.

"Batman, Justice League...what the **** are you trying to do?"

From the mouth of the guy called the devil, it can be known that some people here are referring to Batman and others.

Justin thought for a moment.

Although he didn't get an answer, he didn't hesitate to let Sandman Flint hold the person, pack up his own things, and plan to leave immediately.

Bang!

Just opened the door.

"Hello, Mr. Hammer, Welcome to the Continental Hotel!"

At the door, a little black brother calmly looked at Justin Hammer in front of him and smiled.

Justin's face changed suddenly, and he closed the door immediately.

Bang!

Seeing this, the black guy from the Continental Hotel didn't hesitate, kicked out, and opened the door that was about to close again, then grabbed Justin by the collar, lifted him up, and took him into a car by the side of the road middle.

Chi chi chi!

The car starts and moves away quickly.

The battle between Phil and the Sandman continues.

However, during the battle, there were more Ninja Turtles arriving at the scene, and the appearance of the four turtles made the Sandman feel an unprecedented threat.

"Let it go."

Phil stepped on the flying skateboard~IndoMTL.com~ and hovered two or three meters away from the main road, and a smile appeared on the face under the mask.

The four tortoises stand beside him, forming a formation to deal with enemies not far away.

"I will never surrender!"

Flint the Sandman glanced over the frozen gun in Phil's hand, fearful.

For some reason, he gritted his teeth and showed a very unwilling expression.

"What a shame!"

Phil said lightly: "If you die, I will find a good host family for your daughter."

Hearing this sentence, Flint's pupils shrank, and the whole figure seemed to lose all strength and relax.

"Wait!"

Flint condensed the scattered sand around him, raised his hands, restrained all his strength, and said with a sullen face: "Stop fighting!"

"You're wise."

Phil snorted and waved to the turtles behind him: "Donny, you should be wearing special electric shock handcuffs, right?"

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…

Continental Hotel.

Justin Hammer was brought here.

"The High Table?"

Justin suddenly realized, with a strange expression on his face: "Are you guys at the high table?"

"If you are for the money, I can give you ten times as much."

He opened his mouth ten times, not hesitate to tempt him with heavy profits: "You must know who I am, I can take out this money, I am the chairman of the Hammer Company!"

"Hammer's chairman really has a lot of money!"

There is a sneering voice.

Justin Hammer turned his head and saw a not-so-familiar figure appeared in his sight.

"You are..."

Justin's eyes widened: "Anton Jameson! It's you!"