My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

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"He got me stuck in the mud, and I can't get out. Dick, this is my way of revenge, and no one can stop me."

Arkham Knight gripped his pistol tightly, trying to suppress the trembling in his hands.

"He knows how to use fear, he has used fear to win countless nights, he is strong, strong enough to be admired."

Arkham Knight said as he flipped the visor on his covered helmet.

The fully automatic helmet-operated goggles covered his face, and the faint blue light reappeared in his eyes.

"But before long, he'll meet an opponent he can't intimidate, an enemy who knows him too well to hide his visibly broken mind and body."

He said to Dick in a grim tone.

It was a declaration of war on Batman as much as it was a speech to Dick.

Ye Yi looked at this guy who was obviously in a frenzy, and shook his head, "No, you should be on the same front."

"No, you're wrong, we're enemies on different lines. Always, always, Dick."

"Sir, Mr. Charlize wants to see you. He has come to the war room."

On the radio, a sudden voice interrupted Arkham Knight's words.

He turned off the radio and walked out the door.

"Treasure your little time, Dick. Pray the old man puts your life before his mission, or this will be the last time we see each other."

 …

Dayton Military Museum.

Eric spread his bat wings and flew here soon.

The Batmobile turned on the autopilot system and had already brought Robert here in advance.

He made an appointment with Bob to wait here for the bat drone to drop the electromagnetic pulse device.

But obviously he came too early, the bat drone is still on the way of transportation.

The wings swelled like the wind, and landed on the roof like a meteor.

Just as he was about to contact Bob, the communicator sounded a "Didi" sound.

It's Leslie's call.

"Leslie, what's the matter?"

"What you asked me to investigate, the stolen chemicals from the pharmaceutical company, I have already investigated."

"Good, what ingredients?"

Leslie on the communicator cleared his throat, "This is a chemical substance that destroys nerve tissue, and it can selectively destroy alkalirgic neurons."

Eric nodded, thoughtfully, "Once the alkaline neurons are destroyed, the serious consequence is the imbalance of the central nervous system. The specific manifestations are hallucinations, movement disorders, memory and thinking ability are severely damaged."

Leslie exclaimed, "Uncle Eric is really powerful, I just said a little bit, and you can guess its effect."

"Basic knowledge of high school chemistry, Leslie, it looks like you didn't pay attention in chemistry class."

"Forehead......"

Leslie froze for a moment.

Why can adults talk about learning no matter what the topic is?

She tossed her hair annoyed.

"If nothing else, I'm hanging up, Leslie."

"etc......"

Seeing that Eric was about to hang up the phone, Leslie hurriedly stopped him.

"Everyone is worried about you, especially Sister Harper."

"I know, I'll go back right away and wait until this matter is settled. Leslie, promise me one thing and take care of Aunt Harper. No matter what happens, don't leave the manor, okay?"

"Harper keeps saying you're really grown up, and I've always thought so. Now that Leslie is an adult, it's a family member's responsibility to take care of the family. Right, Leslie."

Eric said to Leslie on the other end of the phone with some seriousness.

He was a bit exhausted.

Although Eric claimed to know Jason Todd, all he knew was Jason Todd in the comics.

In reality, he didn't know how much Jason Todd had changed.

After all, this is already a completely transformed world.

And his opponent is not only Jason alone, but an entire well-organized and well-trained group.

The opponent still held hostages, which made him even more cautious and worried.

Perhaps hearing the tiredness and powerlessness in Eric's voice, Leslie suddenly felt a little distressed for his uncle Eric.

"I promise you, Uncle Eric, I will take care of everyone. But... you must pay attention to safety. No matter what happens, you must protect yourself."

Leslie had the urge to cry, but she tried hard not to let Uncle Eric know what was wrong with her.

She is already an adult, she must be strong and not let Uncle Eric worry about herself.

"I will."

 …

After hanging up the phone, there was a whistling sound in the sky.

It's the bat-drones coming with the electromagnetic pulse device.

Tom!

Heavy bundled bundles of EMP tubes were hurled down.

When it hit the ground, a cloud of dust gradually rose.

The black tubular electromagnetic pulse device can emit a wide-band frequency, high-intensity and short-lived electromagnetic bomb.

The gamma rays produced by it will radiate from the explosion point to the surroundings at the speed of light, and collide with oxygen and nitrogen atoms in the air to generate negatively charged electrons, thereby generating an extremely strong electromagnetic field, making electronic devices unable to operate.

This is his secret weapon in preparation for the drone.

He picked up the electromagnetic pulse clarinet, carried it on his shoulder, and jumped down from the top of the building.

The bat cape acts as a cushion and glides, allowing him to fly down from high altitudes like a bird.

Put your feet on the ground and jump onto the top of the Batmobile.

"Hey, Mr. Batman, you're not going to do any modifications to your tank, are you? I think you'd better let me out first. I'm afraid that if one or two parts are accidentally dropped, my face may be damaged. What will happen."

"Don't worry, it's just some minor modifications."

Eric connects the EMP tube to the electric drive system on top of the Batmobile.

This allows him to control the release of the EMP from inside the Batmobile, just like the Batmobile's own weapons.

After installing the EMP tube, he jumped straight into the Batmobile and activated the switch.

There was a roaring sound, smoke was emitted from the rear, and the Batmobile started again.

This time the destination is the east coast where the enemy is most heavily deployed.

He's running out of time.

As the Batmobile speeds down a historic street, Eric suddenly notices a visible sign on the scanning radar.

Is it a drone? Or a tank?

While speculating on the type of the opponent's vehicle, he manipulated the Batmobile to drive in the opposite direction.

"Boss."

Bob's voice suddenly came from the communicator, "According to the satellite radar scan, a Cobra tank appeared in front of you."

"receive."

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