I Play DC Hero In Marvel Chapter 34: Slightly bald man
"Who is the man in that other monster's body?"
A strong curiosity emerges in the minds of young Internet addicts.
He saw Batman turn off the sonic device, and the clamor disappeared from his ears.
Swoosh!
The other monster suddenly looked at him.
At this time, the internet-addicted youth who finally regained his athletic ability panicked, rolled and crawled, and hurriedly escaped from the bridge.
Who cares who is in the body of another monster!
Fear was on the body again, and the Internet addict finally got away from the Golden Gate Bridge and squeezed into the crowd farther away to relax.
At the time of the Golden Gate Bridge, Anton looked at Venom while holding the dying Drake.
"You are not easy to expose now, let's go first, I will handle the rest."
Anton ordered.
"Understood."
Eddie took out Drake and Venom took out the riot, and both felt a lot easier.
Promise, keep the venom state, and jump into the sea.
Anton jumped up, and Drake, who was in a coma, stepped on the vacated Batmobile and looked in the direction of the San Francisco Police Department.
Die hoo hoo!
In one call after another, the police officers patrolling near the Golden Gate Bridge, together with the police dispatched by the General Administration, are arriving at the fastest speed.
Just as the patrolling police officer was about to arrive at the Golden Gate Bridge, a bizarre scene suddenly appeared in the front of his car.
A solid black car flies into the air.
The car has an exaggerated wide-body shape, with gun barrels and various weapon installations looming on the sides, looking both handsome and terrifying.
The most important thing is that there is a person standing on the front of the car.
The cloak was flying, and half of the face exposed under the helmet was full of coldness.
"Batman!"
The police in the car recognized the "star" character who had just appeared in the car at a glance.
"Who is he holding in his hand?"
"Drake!"
"It's the Drake of the Life Foundation!"
The police officers in the car looked at each other, wondering what Batman meant.
Bang!
Immediately afterwards, Batman threw Drake at them.
The latter slammed into the front of the police car, almost smashing the hood.
At this time, Drake had difficulty breathing and his life was in danger. After being dropped like this, his face was even more painful, and he seemed to be dying in the next second.
Under the flames, not only did the riot die completely, but as the host of the riot, he was also severely burned and his face was completely disfigured.
If it weren't for Riot keeping the symbiote form as a shell, blocking most of the damage for him, he would have completely turned into ashes within three seconds of the flamethrower being activated.
"He left it to you, I hope the San Francisco Police Department won't let me down."
Leaving a sentence, Batman is still standing on the Batmobile, floating away, and his posture is very unrestrained.
Followed by a group of citizens who do everything they can to watch the fun.
They came after Batman.
Seeing Drake lying on the hood of the police car, a group of people look at me, I look at you, know that they can't catch up with Batman, so they simply surround the police car.
The police got out of the car to control the situation and questioned by the way.
A few minutes later, people from the General Administration arrived, and they finally figured out the situation.
"This is a big deal!"
The chief of the San Francisco Police Department gasped. He seemed to have seen the chaos in San Francisco City Hall.
In the crowd, Annie and Dan Reeves, who originally rushed to the Golden Gate Bridge but came here with the crowd, also learned from other people what happened, and Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief.
They looked at each other and smiled.
It's over!
Trouble completely solved!
…
Anton did not rush back to Annie's house, but went to the suburbs first, took Annie's car from the remote suburbs, and hummed all the way into the city.
He's in a great mood.
It wasn't because of the anticlimactic battle just now that the riots and Drake were easily dealt with. It was originally his idea and completely in line with his plan.
The reason why he is so happy is entirely because of the system prompt.
[Solve the riot, bring down the Life Foundation, and reward 8 million justice points]
Current justice value: 10 million.
What does this mean? It means that Anton can exchange Batman's special armor from the system space at any time.
Although only a few relatively cheap ones can be exchanged, it is already a huge improvement.
"Finally out of the whiteboard!"
Anton sighed in his heart.
As for whether to exchange special armor immediately, or save the most expensive one first, and make it happen in one step, it still needs to be carefully considered.
He was not in a hurry, and drove slowly back to Annie's house.
At this time.
Eddie, Annie, and Reeves have gathered in the living room to welcome his return.
"Anton, thanks to you!"
Eddie is grateful.
Today at the Golden Gate Bridge, he and Venom were completely crushed and beaten by Drake and the riot, almost being hammered to the ground, unable to fight back.
If it wasn't for Anton's swift arrival in the form of Batman, the outcome would have been unpredictable.
Anton accepts it calmly.
This time it wasn't him who took the credit, but it really wouldn't work without him.
To be honest, the level of Venom today is not as strong as Anton expected.
After thinking about it again, in the original plot in my memory, Venom has never fought a riot, and he has to rely on his ex-girlfriend to assist him in order to barely win the battle.
That makes sense!
Of course, after this incident, Anton was reminded.
In the original plot, these protagonists are all the children of destiny, which are called the bell of luck, but now Anton turns into a little butterfly and **** his wings, and the fate line of this world changes, and everything becomes different.
Except for those who are particularly tough, such as Tony Stark, and others, Anton can't judge strictly according to the plot in his mind.
"Drake was sent to the police by me, and he couldn't turn over!"
Anton is very sure: "Even if he wants to turn over, he has to consider whether Osborne will let him do so."
"Osborn..."
Eddie did not forget that not only did the Life Foundation attack him during the previous escape, but also the private soldiers sent by the Osborn Company.
He looked solemn: "How should I face Osborn?"
"I'll tell you. At present, the Daily Clarion has a certain cooperative relationship with Osborne Company, and I can talk about it." Anton comforted him, "Osborne Company is not like Life Fund. Yes, it is very difficult to overthrow it. Based on our strength alone, it is definitely a big project no less than the moon landing in the last century. Therefore, it is best to have a false relationship with Norman Osborn first.”
"Understood."
Eddie nodded, he wasn't really worried about Osborn's threat to him~IndoMTL.com~ First, he now has a symbiote and venom can help him fight at any time, no matter how he is a superhuman.
Second, Batman is his own boss!
Neither of them are ordinary characters.
Osborn Company reconsidered the consequences after the death of the Life Foundation and Drake, and would definitely not choose such a rude strike again.
Crucially, Eddie knew that the Osborn Company cared about the symbiote.
Now that the Life Foundation is in turmoil, and Osborn has always wanted to become a part of the Life Foundation, this is a good time.
At that time, after the Osborn Company got the symbiote, the interest in him as a host must have been greatly reduced.
Coupled with the reconciliation of the trumpet daily represented by Anton, it is natural to give up actions against yourself.
Also, with what Eddie knew about the Osborn Company, Norman Osborn and Drake were not at all the same.
At least, the former does not have such a strong pursuit of aliens at all.
"Okay, let's not talk about business today, let's have fun!"
Anton clapped the table and said the three words that everyone likes to hear.
"My treat!"
When they were at ease in a nightclub in San Francisco until the early morning, when they finally woke up in the hotel.
Bang bang bang!
Everyone was awakened by a knock on the door.
There were different people standing at the door, all in suits and leather shoes, and their expressions were quite serious.
"Hello, Anton."
The slightly bald man introduced himself with a smile: "I'm Phil Coulson from the Homeland Strategic Defense, Attack and Logistic Support Agency, a division of the International Security Council dedicated to dealing with all kinds of strange The event's special forces..."