The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

Superman Clark stared at Klein and did not continue to preach.

After waiting for a long time, a smile suddenly appeared on Clark's face.

"Interesting, for a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, some of your ideas are quite mature."

Clark's majestic figure almost blocked the sunlight in front of Klein. He lowered his head and stared at the young man in front of him, and he also felt three points of admiration.

"You are nothing like your playboy cousin." Clark said with emotion.

Bruce Wayne's external image is that of a spendthrift and extremely lustful playboy.

Expose all the shortcomings of the top rich second generation to the media.

People in the Western Federation hate Bruce more than Tony Stark, the playboy.

The first is Bruce's overly flamboyant character, and the second is that he is not like Tony. Although Tony is a dandy, he also has a lot of inventions of his own, which can be said to have helped his company develop.

Bruce is simply a loser.

A few days ago, he bought a restaurant in the city center so that his female companion could swim in the pool.

But only Afu and Klein knew that all of Bruce's actions were just a disguise.

All in order to prevent his identity as Batman from being suspected.

When Bruce was training in the Shadow Warrior Alliance, he understood a truth. The strongest bushido is not to kill, but to endure, or to put it simply, it is the word "hide".

Hide yourself and don't reveal your identity.

It won't hurt the people around you.

It won't cause trouble to those around you.

Although Bruce is called a Gotham orphan, he still has two relatives, Alfred and Klein.

He must protect their safety. He also has many friends, such as Barbara and Gordon... He also has to ensure the safety of his friends.

Every day, Bruce lives in disguise, and he suffers.

Only when he put on the Batsuit did he feel like he was back to his true self.

.........

As Clark was belittling Bruce, a loud explosion was heard from the next block.

Kara, who had excellent hearing but was unable to control it, fell to her knees, covered her ears and screamed in pain.

"Kara!" Klein stepped forward, took out the headphones he carried with him, and put them on for Kara.

Clark turned his head and stared at the place where the explosion originated, his eyes full of seriousness.

"Bank robbery? It seems that the security in New York is not much better than Gotham." Clark slowly took off his glasses and turned around and said, "You guys find a place to hide!"

After saying that, Clark ran directly into the phone booth on one side.

At this moment, the surrounding buildings shook and the explosion sounded again.

...

"Faq! Wouldn't you use a smaller amount of bomb? Are you going to blow up half of New York?"

Several robbers with black stockings on their heads carried large wallets and pulled them into the trunk of the truck on one side.

"Ding dong!"

The trunk continued to sink and the tires gradually deformed.

"2000 million! This time we are prosperous! I finally have money to treat my daughter's disease!"

"Now that I have money to buy a Lamborghini, those girls will call me boss respectfully and blow the horn for me with a seductive look on their faces!"

"Fake! With this money, I will open a factory and sell my pirated Jordan shoes!"

"What about you, Jerry? What do you want to do with the money?"

Several people looked at the silent one.

"I?"

Jerry waited until the car started and drove out of the alley behind the bank, then he said:

"I want to use it to invest in the live streaming industry on the dark web, and then engage in financing and fraud to make 100 times the money, and then leave the market."

"But didn't Jin say... does that live broadcast require [-] million to be used as a stock entry ticket?" one of them asked.

Everyone looked at Jerry, waiting for his reply.

"Isn't there 2000 million here? Except for the 2000 million given to Johnny the driver, I have exactly [-] million left."

"Shouldn't everyone share this money?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jerry's gun was pointed at this man.

Pulling the trigger, a burst of sparks burst out.

"boom!"

The old comrades who had always been brothers were directly shot in the head by Jerry, and hot blood and shotgun steel particles fell on everyone.

The burning heat representing death woke them up instantly.

"You want it all to yourself!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Three shots in a row, the repeating shotgun will never miss in this small space.

Three mutilated corpses were hanging on one side. Jerry shot them and smashed their heads, then threw them out of the car.

"Fortunately, the money didn't get wet..." Jerry looked at the driver Johnny, raised his gun and said: "Do you drive with peace of mind and go to the Western Federal Republic with 2000 million to spend the rest of your life, or do you get shot to death by me? Everything comes to nothing, it’s your choice.”

Johnny's hand was steady, but he couldn't help but feel a little wobbly at the moment.

Johnny: "You really won't kill me?"

"We have been comrades in arms for many years. Unlike these guys, your son is still my godson. Do you think I will harm you?"

"That's good...."

"Don't slow down and show off your driving skills. If you slow down, we won't be able to escape New York as planned!"

"it is good!"

Thanks to both kindness and power, Johnny temporarily relaxed his mind, hit the accelerator and started running wildly.

Klein and Kara, who were hiding in the ice cream shop, were discussing which flavors were more delicious. The next second, a car was thrown to the side of the road with great force, smashing the glass along with its inertia and crashing into the house.

"boom..."

Whoa!

Glass shards shattered all over the place.

There were sporadic screams inside the house.

Klein licked the chocolate cone in his hand and peeked at Kara's cone from time to time.

Kara crouched and walked around in front of Klein, ready to take action.

"boom!"

The iron car was kicked open, and Jerry got out of the car carrying a large bag of banknotes.

"Fuck! Superman! How did that guy get to New York!"

Klein's eyes lit up the moment he saw the banknotes, and then he turned his head and looked around for the location of the monitor.

"Crashed? Just right!" Klein secretly rejoiced.

I ran out of pocket money recently, so I just borrowed some money to spend. After all, I am not a 'good boy' who likes to ask for money from my family.

Looking at these two thugs, Klein estimated that there should be a lot of runes in them.

It would be nice to have a little rune brush...

"That girl, come here!"

Jerry raised his gun and shouted at the nearest Kara.

But Klein stepped forward first and stood in the middle of Kara.

"Klein!" Kara said eagerly.

After all, in her perception, Klein is just an ordinary person.

After all, he was invulnerable and not afraid of robbers, but Klein was not!

"Don't worry, I've taken a crash course in kung fu, and I also have a green belt in taekwondo. This guy can't beat me!"

"Those crash courses are all lies! Taekwondo is just a show, and you're just a green belt! Don't go, Klein!"

Johnny also got out of the car, and Jerry stared at him and shouted: "Tie that girl into the car too! Quick!"

"it is good!"

The laser light in Kara's eyes began to gather, but she was afraid of hurting Klein, so she hurriedly closed her eyes, and just let Johnny tie her hands behind her back, and then pulled her into the car.

Kara, who had always been afraid that she would lose control and accidentally injure Klein, kept her head down and remained silent throughout the whole process.

The car started and backed up.

Superman floating by the side was also stunned. He didn't expect that he would trap Klein and his cousin by throwing it away casually.