socalfunplaces Chapter 132 One son came, the other son disappeared.
Chapter 132 One son came, the other son disappeared.
Chapter 132 One son returns, the other disappears
Batman said he was very busy.
Different people will have different opinions.
First, there's Alfred, the old man who knows him best. He'd think Batman is just busy playing the cape-wearing gladiator and beating people up.
Secondly, there's Nightwing Dick Grayson, the first Robin who left Gotham, who would think Batman is busy kissing several of Gotham's Phantoms.
However, given that he is currently with Batman, his statement does not count.
Finally, there's Superman, one of the world's best partners and a longtime teammate. He'll think this is typical Bruce Wayne style, and then quietly allocate a portion of his super hearing to keep an eye on what's happening in Gotham.
Of course, this big guy didn't know that Batman said he was busy, so it doesn't count.
So why is Batman so busy?
The giant-level Yamozo robot will play a death video to answer your questions.
Gotham Harbor.
The stacks of containers resembled a steel maze, enveloping the soldiers guarding the transactions below.
A strong fishy smell mixed with the smell of gunpowder permeated the air. The lighthouse beam swept across every dark corner of the harbor, but still failed to spot a single bat.
The Dark Knight was gazing down at the scene below.
A large box was being carried into the cargo compartment of a truck.
After the unloading was completed, the person in charge patted the back of the vehicle, signaling the driver that they could leave.
Seeing this, Batman also decided to leave.
As he turned around, he saw a young man with a dark blue bird emblem on his chest standing not far away.
Noticing his gaze, Nightwing waved his hand: "Did I scare you?"
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Batman pulled out his grappling hook and ordered, "Go take care of these gangsters."
After saying that, the grappling hook shot away with him, taking him with it.
"Hey!"
Nightwing was somewhat annoyed, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch the bat depart.
He then rested his chin on his hand, seemingly forgetting Batman's earlier words, and muttered to himself, "Should I have said that? Just standing there without saying anything would have been fine... Whatever, he was definitely startled!"
The truck driver was driving very fast at the intersection, which annoyed his passenger.
"I mean, do we really need to drive that fast? This was a last-minute transport decision; who would have known?"
"No, Hank, I have a bad feeling about this..."
"Uh, could it be that you're overreacting—Batman!!!!?"
With a whoosh, a black figure appeared on the hood of the car.
The other person narrowed their white-rimmed glasses, staring fiercely at the two people inside the car.
"!!!"
This terrified the driver, who immediately slammed on the brakes, trying to fling the bat-shaped tire off the hood!
Perhaps it was good luck, or perhaps it just happened to fall into Batman's trap.
The latter's figure flashed and disappeared under the hood of the car.
Before they could even feel relieved, the tire suddenly deflated and burst, causing the car to lose its balance and overturn.
The metal carriage left a long trail of sparks on the road.
The large boxes that were originally loaded into the truck bed were thrown out as the truck bumped around.
Fortunately, both people in the driver's seat were wearing seat belts and were not seriously injured.
Hank gasped for breath, his face pale. "Dude, is your intuition always this accurate?!"
"I already told you!!!"
With a whoosh.
The car window was smashed, and an arm reached in, pulling the driver out of the driver's seat in the blink of an eye.
This scene terrified Hank so much he almost peed himself!
As he pondered whether to stay inside or unbuckle his seatbelt and get out quickly.
The bat's large hand had already reached in, giving him the same treatment as the driver from before.
"Whom do you work for?"
The scene reversed again, and Hank trembled as he looked at the dark knight who had lifted him high in the air.
"Not for anyone!"
As Hank was speaking, he suddenly yelled, "We just stole a truck, and then... Ughh ...
The bent fingers speak of Batman's ruthlessness.
Hank heard the other person's cold, emotionless voice.
"If you lie to me again... a broken finger will be the least of your pain tonight."
Please don't! I swear.
Hank noticed that Batman lifted his chicken-like arm and lowered it, then released his grip from his collar.
Once he could breathe the air he normally would again, Hank turned and ran without a second thought!
But the next second, his foot stepped on a stick, and he slipped and fell to the ground.
Then another rope was tied to his body, rendering him unable to move.
"What is that?"
Nightwing, having easily dealt with the gang members, then easily dealt with the escaped Hank, and appeared here.
He walked over to Batman and together they looked at the large, sizzling box in the distance.
Batman simply replied, "Stay alert."
A few breaths passed.
The white smoke billowing from the large box grew thicker, and then, a few seconds later, there was a loud bang.
A tall, flesh-colored figure appeared in Batman and Nightwing's field of vision.
Nightwing exclaimed in shock: "Holy crap, isn't this thing... something else...?"
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Batman said calmly, "Amordro."
Amorozond.
It is a highly advanced robot with the ability to absorb nanocells with special capabilities and convert them for its own use.
Long ago, this robot caused the Justice League a lot of trouble, and at one point even brought down the heroic organization.
"Ha ha!"
Nightwing chuckled dryly. "On the bright side, neither of us has any superpowers, so dealing with him shouldn't be too difficult, right? Or is it that he can replicate your money power?"
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Batman repeated in a deep voice, "Stay alert."
Yamozo slowly walked forward. Although it was a robot, it looked like a strong man with well-defined muscles on its upper body, and it was clear that it was not someone to be trifled with.
"I'm going to kill you all," it said.
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Seeing this, Nightwing turned to Batman and said, "Who activated it? Why are they trying to kill us right away?"
"Going up, it has the same weaknesses as humans."
Batman spoke quickly, while throwing several smoke bombs at the spot.
With a hissing sound.
A thick cloud of smoke formed, instantly enveloping the figures of the two energetic heroes.
Then, the very next second.
Two thick, scarlet laser beams pierced through the dense fog, instantly dispersing it!
When the smoke cleared, Batman and Nightwing were nowhere to be seen.
"Look at this treasure!"
A sound suddenly came from above. Yamozhuo looked up and saw a tall, slender figure appear behind him.
Nightwing, wielding two winged darts, plunged them straight into the sharp elven ears on either side of Amordro's head!
"This might hurt a little."
Unfortunately, his good fortune didn't last long. In the blink of an eye, he felt his body being pulled and he was thrown out!
"I didn't poke deep enough; I couldn't break down its 'brain'!"
While he was talking, the old man Alfred's voice came through the communicator that had long been connected to the Bat Channel.
"Young Master Bruce, the situation is somewhat urgent."
"Let's talk about it later, I'm very busy right now!"
As Batman responded, he noticed that Nightwing had already drawn his grappling hook and secured himself, bringing him to safety.
Then he slid sideways, slipping between Amozzo's legs and dodging the blow, leaving a batarang on the robot's groin.
Two beeps.
The batarang exploded, blasting away all the external muscle tissue of one of Amordro's thighs, revealing the silver bones underneath.
Although the blown-off leg didn't immediately knock Amozzo to the ground.
But this means it can't use the Flash's high-speed abilities, especially after the internal bones of one of its legs were blown out.
Based on his previous observations, Batman drew a conclusion.
This is an older prototype model; it lacks the Lasso of Truth and the Green Light.
"insect!"
Yamozhuo glanced at his blasted thigh, and a crimson glint appeared in his eyes.
But in the next moment, his head suddenly lowered, his gaze shifted, and his hot eyes swept in other directions.
Before it could even look up and get a good look, its eyes were covered by two clumps of sticky substance. It reached out and pulled at them until they were like threads, but for a moment it couldn't tear them off!
Batman and Nightwing, working in perfect harmony, reached a safe location.
Seeing Amozzo reach out to tear apart the plastic bomb, he couldn't help but ask, "Will this even work?"
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With a loud bang!
A tiny mushroom cloud appeared above Amozzo's head!
Batman lifted his cape to shield himself, and the shockwave from the explosion caused one corner of the cape to flutter loudly.
Nightwing had no cloak and could only shield himself with his arms, but he still noticed that the old man's body was leaning closer to him.
A few breaths later, the smoke and clouds dissipated.
I saw the image of Amoroz's head, which was nothing but a silver skull.
Nightwing grumbled, "What the hell?! How come he hasn't collapsed yet?!"
Batman replied, "Almost there, stay alert..."
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The voice just fell.
With a whooshing sound.
A bullet pierced the air between them and struck Amordro's mangled skull.
This appears to be a large-caliber bullet.
It actually smashed Amojo's head to pieces!
Batman and Nightwing both turned to look.
With the help of goggles, their vision can travel hundreds of meters.
Finally, on the rooftop of a high-rise building, a figure wearing a striking red date-shaped headpiece was spotted.
He was holding a sniper rifle, and a crow perched on his shoulder, as if it had noticed their gaze.
The man and the crow waved their hands and wings simultaneously.
He then decisively put away his gun and left.
Nightwing tilted his head. "I haven't been back for long, when did Gotham get this new character? Is he one of yours?"
"no."
Batman replied briefly, then quickly activated the Batplane, which was hidden among the clouds.
He was prepared to investigate this strange pair.
Meanwhile, Nightwing reconnected the communication and asked, "Trouble's over, Ah Fu. What did you want to say?"
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Batman ignored their conversation, and just as he drew his grappling hook, preparing to engage with the chains dropped by the Batplane...
The old man's voice immediately stunned him.
The finger that was about to pull the trigger remained stuck for a long time.
"Young Master Drake has been kidnapped."
(Some trash talk)
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