My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

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East Coast missile launch pad.

Just as Xingguang finished taking care of the mercenaries in charge of launching the missiles, he heard a roar coming from under his feet.

The powerful motor roared like thunder.

Starlight stood on the high platform of the missile launcher, looking down.

A moment later, a black Batmobile galloped by.

Seeing that it was the Batmobile, Xingguang couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief.

She thought it was an enemy vehicle!

Just dealing with this group of mercenaries almost caused her to overturn.

Large-caliber rifles and machine guns fired together, almost making Starlight unable to lift his head.

Using his own electro-optical ability to control all the lights to go out, he approached the opponent and solved it successfully.

She was shot in the chest, leaving her breathless for a long time. Even if her body had been strengthened, this kind of large-caliber bullet would still cause her unbearable pain.

Starlight's previous task was to patrol the streets, occasionally attacking criminals, and many criminals were entrusted by the company.

It was the first time she encountered such a ferocious mercenary. She was a little inexperienced, and soon fell into a hard fight.

Has Eric been fighting these guys all this time?

No, not only this group of mercenaries, but also Arkham Knights and Homelanders.

The pressure he was under should be much greater than himself!

Starlight suddenly feels sorry for Eric.

When he was thinking about how to express his feelings to him, he found that it was not Eric himself who jumped out of the Batmobile, but a young man wearing a blindfold.

This guy with a black blindfold, using the same hook gun as Eric, flew to the high platform.

The two faced each other and looked at each other for a second.

"Who are you?"

Starlight eyes blinked suspiciously.

Ye Yi looked around and found that all the mercenaries had been dealt with, so he couldn't help but whistled.

"I thought it would take a little more work, but you've done all the cooking. Nice job, girl!"

"I ask you—who are you?"

Xingguang stared at Yeyi warily, opened his hands flashing yellow lightning, and asked word by word.

Seeing that the other party might come for real, Ye Yi quickly raised his hands, "Hey, I'm Robin, Batman's follower, you must have heard my name!"

Starlight shook his head, "I don't know what followers Batman has around him."

"Well......!"

Ye Yi thought for a while, then showed a friendly smile and pointed at the Batmobile, "Look, this is Batman's car, and he gave it to me, which shows that he trusts me."

"Well, I'll check with Batman himself."

Starlight put down his hands that were flashing with yellow lightning, and switched on the communicator.

While Xingguang was talking with Eric, Yeyi walked to the console of the launch pad and stared at the monitor.

"Hey, Xingguang, is that the name? You need to come and see."

Ye Yi frowned and called Xing Guang over.

"What's wrong?"

Nightwing pointed to the monitor and said to Starlight: "The injection of the nerve agent has failed, but the launch of the missile has not been prevented."

"How? Those guys have admitted to completely cutting off the launch program!"

Xingguang swallowed, his heart pounding, "Could it be that they deceived me, that the biochemical missile will still launch?"

Nightwing shook his head, and began to control the computer cracklingly, "The soldiers didn't lie to you, they have completely cut off the launch program, and even the neurotoxin loading program has been completely cut off. But this is a set timing program , unless the setter himself turns off the fingerprint lock with a high-strength password, the missile will still launch."

"You mean, we failed!"

Starlight felt dizzy.

Thinking that millions of New York City citizens, as well as her relatives, might be buried in the biochemical gas, she couldn't help but feel a burst of fear.

"No!"

Ye Yi shook his head, "The loading of biochemical agents has been completely turned off, but the missiles will still be launched. This will not cause a biochemical disaster, but a simple missile attack will still cause harm to the people in the city. Maybe no one, maybe How many people, maybe dozens of people, the key depends on where it falls."

Nightwing adjusted the launch countdown display, which showed that there was less than one minute left before the countdown.

"It's too late!"

Nightwing shook his head grimly, and connected to Eric's communicator, "Batman, we're in some trouble."

"So, in the end, it's up to me?"

After Eric complained, he hung up the communicator.

Called out the personal terminal on the wrist, and after a pause of Pili Pata operation, he ran to the edge of the roof.

Accompanied by his extremely fast running, there was a rapid whistling sound nearby.

Tom!

The moment he ran to the edge of the roof, Eric struggled to jump down.

The whole person completely disappeared in the dark night.

"Batman...!"

Laura watched Eric jump off the roof, and couldn't help reaching out her hand, trying to stop him.

"Let him do it! This city has not completely resolved the crisis."

Jason, who had always been the cool guy, finally spoke.

He grabbed the half-dead August, looked at the place where Eric disappeared, and whispered to Laura.

Hoo hoo!

The ear-piercing whistling sound gradually became louder!

There is a turbulent flow that disturbs the air.

Where Eric jumped, a large military drone gradually rose.

The drone with two-winged propellers, Eric stood on it half squatting, and slowly rose with the drone.

After the drone reached a certain height, it made a screaming sound and flew into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

The camera is still running, recording everything that happened on the rooftop.

The figure of Batman sitting on a military drone trying to block the missile was reflected in everyone's eyes.

People who were watching TV came to the window and looked at the bat symbol in the sky.

That seemed to represent not only hope, but also courage.

Countless citizens began to pray, for Batman, but also for the remaining hope and courage.

The reporter who was standing on the side of the street interviewing the crowd before suddenly noticed a bright light rising.

In the foggy night, it seemed to be broken by a flickering light.

He turned his head, trying to find the light.

I found out that it was a street, and I don't know who turned on the flashlight at hand and raised it to the sky.

Later, like him, more people turned on the flashlights of their mobile phones and pointed to the sky.

It seems that everyone is connected in an instant, and the light continues to spread. From the Bronx, to Brooklyn, to Manhattan, to Queens, all citizens turn on their mobile phones and shine towards the sky.

The city that was shrouded in dark clouds and night suddenly broke through the haze and became a city of light.

In the streets and alleys, all the citizens turned on their mobile phones, shining light, and praying for this knight hero.

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