Infinite Earth Guardian

Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham City and the owner of the Wayne Group, inherited it.

However, at night, he has another identity, that is, the Batman who makes criminals afraid. He has fought more criminals than Superman.

This originated from when he was young, he witnessed the murder of his parents. So he is determined to fight criminals, and even try some criminals.

Yesterday, he also saw the Daily Planet, where a reporter named Louise wrote an article to persuade everyone not to use suicide and other things that put themselves at risk to draw out Superman.

He just glanced at it and put it aside. At this time, he thought that Superman was not bad. Although he was an alien, he saved a lot of people on earth.

But today he frowned when he knew that someone had died because of it, and Superman didn't appear.

He is more angry with those who commit suicide. Life is so precious that many people want it but cannot get it. Why do some people ignore life so much?

Wouldn't Superman stand up and explain?

Bruce Wayne wanted to meet and talk with Superman very much, hoping that Superman would help him. They can work together to maintain law and order.

With helpers, we can better fight criminals. It's a pity that he tried to track it a few times, but couldn't track Superman. Superman's speed is not something his Batmobile can catch up with.

Outside Bruce Wayne's estate, a pickup truck drives slowly by. The driver in the car was eating with snacks in both hands, but the car deftly turned a corner.

"Master, is there anyone here who deserves our attention?"

"There is a person who has the ability to make money, and I want to chat with him."

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At night, it was already dark, and Bruce Wayne changed his clothes and got on his Batmobile.

"I'll go for a spin."

"Okay, sir, come back early." The old butler nodded, and only he knew Batman's identity.

A lawn in the corner of Wayne Manor collapsed, revealing a passageway, and the Batmobile drove out of it and headed for a factory.

He received news that there will be an illegal transaction in that factory tonight, and he is ready to take care of it.

The car drove very fast. In less than half an hour, he arrived near the factory, but he suddenly stopped the car because he saw another Batmobile.

In the past few years, many people have imitated him. They dress exactly like him, and even want to be chivalrous and fight criminals like him.

There are also people who built a motorcycle with a similar shape, but no one has ever been able to imitate his Batmobile.

Just this appearance requires a lot of money, and ordinary people can't afford it. Unlike him, most of the rich people cherish their lives and would not do such risky things.

woohoo~~

The car's engine continued to roar, and Bruce stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the counterfeit. He has to let the other party understand that this kind of chivalrous and righteous thing is not something anyone can do, and it is not enough to make an empty shell.

The counterfeit car also started, turned around and ran, not even slower than his Batmobile. Hmmm, then let's you take a look at my super booster.

Batman moved the joystick in the car, and the back of the car spewed blue flames, and the speed suddenly increased.

However, the speed of the car in front suddenly increased, and Bruce couldn't catch up.

This, this is impossible!

Bruce felt his blood surge and his heart beat faster. He had never seen a car that could match his speed. He was faster than an F1 car.

Why would anyone have an identical Batmobile? The only person other than him who can get in touch with the Batmobile is the old butler who helped him build it together. Could it be that Alfred betrayed him?

No, based on what he knew about the old housekeeper, it was impossible for this kind of thing to happen. What went wrong?

"Who are you?" Bruce's voice came out of the car.

"I am Batman!"

This answer made Bruce a little crazy. Is he trying to impersonate him completely?

"Okay, since you said you are Batman, then get out of the car and fight with me. I'll see how powerful you are as Batman!" Bruce decided to teach this man a good lesson. He didn't believe anyone could beat him.

Although he is not as good as Superman, he has all kinds of extreme qualities of human beings. He is also the most proficient in fighting in the world, and is proficient in many other skills, as well as matching equipment.

He only needs to control the other party and chat a few words, and he can know where the other party's Batmobile came from.

The car in front really stopped, which made Bruce a little surprised. Is the other party so impulsive, don't you know that he is the real Batman?

Seeing the other party come down wearing Batman's clothes, the corners of Bruce's eyes jumped wildly. The figure of the other party is not much different from his, but the chin is not as long as his.

"Why are you impersonating me?" Bruce asked. The clothes, at first glance, are counterfeit goods bought on the street.

"It's fun."

Bruce...

"Come on, let's see how powerful the famous Batman is. Are you better than **** or something else? But I remind you, don't be discouraged if you lose."

Bruce didn't know where the opponent's confidence came from. He fought with others, but he never lost. It just so happened that he didn't want to kill the other party, so it was better than fisting.

When Bruce punched him, Fan Mang tilted his head slightly, and when Bruce's knee came up, he took a half step back. One minute, Bruce attacked frantically for one minute, but the other party actually diddge with his hands behind his back.

"Shoot, why didn't you do it!" Bruce said angrily.

"This is what you asked for, so let you know the difference." Fan Mang suddenly shot, grabbed Bruce's fist directly, and twisted it lightly.

"Okay, that's it, you are not my opponent."

"Who are you, are you Superman?" Bruce had a vague guess. Except for Superman, no one could make him so embarrassed. The power just now made him unable to resist.

But why did Superman pretend to be him, and what was his purpose? He and Superman seem to have no grudges.

"I'm not Superman, but Superman is my friend."

"Are you also an alien?" Bruce looked at Fan Mang up and down, "What's your purpose?"

"I am an earthling, a native earthling. It's just that my body has mutated, so I am stronger. You are considered the strongest among ordinary people, but you are still far behind many aliens."

"You are rich, and I appreciate the purpose of fighting criminals, but don't you think you can't do much by yourself? You can't even manage Gotham City, let alone a bigger place. ."

Bruce frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Since you have money, you can investigate many crimes, so why not just hand over the evidence and let the police handle it?"

"Many criminals you have caught are not really vicious. You have a problem with Superman. You always think that this is the solution to the problem, but haven't you thought about starting from the root cause?"

These superheroes always like to do things that treat the symptoms rather than the root causes. The easiest way to completely change the law and order in Gotham City is to ban guns.

Of course, this is not realistic in Gotham City, and the legislation needs to be revised. There is another way, that is to frighten those criminals~www.readwn.com~ and make them feel that if they commit a crime here, they are likely to be killed, not just caught. This will make them more nervous and afraid to commit crimes in Gotham City.

Just like in the world of men in black, men in black just killed some aliens before they gained some interstellar status, which also made many aliens dare not come to earth to commit crimes.

"You, me, Superman, and you can find other people with superpowers. Together, we can do some big things. For example, kill the bosses behind some criminals, and kill some criminal channels. You catch this every day. Some small criminals, what's the point, how much has the crime rate dropped?"

"Why should I trust you?" Bruce looked at Fan Mang, "Are you a political axe?"

"No, no, I'm not a political axe, I'm a free man. I'm just making a suggestion, whether you want it or not is entirely up to you. I didn't say you must be led by me, I just want to befriend you. a friend."

Fan Mang smiled: "Okay, those people in the factory are a small gift from me. I had a great time with you today, and I look forward to seeing you next time."

Watching Fan Mang get in the car and leave, Bruce shouted from behind, "How can I contact you?"

"I will come to you again."

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