Marvel's Dark Knight

Chapter 62: Secretly Pushing Hands (Please collect and read)

"boom!"

A violent impact sounded, and Jefferson couldn't help shrinking his neck when he heard the sound.

What he saw was that the pickup was directly overturned by the vehicle of unknown origin.

The wreckage of the pickup had even crossed the blockade of police cars, fell in front of them, and burned.

Gangsters up there?

Jefferson could know it even with his own knees, and it is estimated that it is already in danger.

Bruce, who was sitting in the cab, didn't change at all.

For these gangsters who are starting to spread like a virus, he has no possibility of keeping his hands.

If the previous way of handling it is really followed, the time for Bruce to solve the riot will be infinitely extended.

That will only make more people suffer from unwarranted disasters.

When the Batmobile was about to touch the blockade formed by the police cars, it adjusted its posture in a rather beautiful drifting posture.

Didn't touch the police car at all.

Only at this time did Jefferson and the others dare to show their heads and look at the street in front of them.

There are still gang members everywhere.

As far as they could see, there were gang members' pickups that were completely overturned by the car parked in front of them.

Jefferson wanted to say something, but Bruce just restarted the Batmobile, and the fireworks from the rear of the car already showed the power of this big guy.

Jefferson, who had just made a move, was pulled back by his colleagues.

Looking at his colleague, Jefferson wanted to say something, but his colleague just shook his head.

They all understand that the current New York City is not something they can easily solve.

Let these masked freaks deal with this kind of thing.

The Batmobile is driving unscrupulously on the streets of New York.

Perhaps it is because New Yorkers are now familiar with various states of chaos, and when the chaos spreads, they have been quite sensible to return to their homes.

On the streets now, there are only those policemen who are still trying to resist the gang members, and there are a few street heroes who resist with their own abilities.

“Which neighborhood is the worst right now?”

On the Batmobile, Bruce is now communicating with Jessica in the Batcave.

"It can't be called a neighborhood anymore. Now Manhattan is about to fall." Jessica looked at the red Manhattan island on the screen, and she really couldn't control her heart.

"I feel like I need to go out and help you now."

"No, you are there to ensure Aunt Mei's safety, leave it to me here." After saying this, Bruce hung up the communication.

The accelerator was increased, and the Batmobile was already soaring in New York City at this moment.

The power burst out from the powerful engine allowed the Batmobile to reach its ultimate speed in the shortest time.

When he really drove into Manhattan, Bruce really faced the tragedy of New York.

The riots started here, and everything experienced here is unbelievable.

On the side of the road are shops that have already been smashed and looted, and cars have already been set on fire.

The dead bodies of innocent passers-by can also be seen here.

Bruce stared blankly at the road ahead of him.

Under the instantaneous acceleration, the Batmobile with more than three tons also turned its head. It is obvious that Bruce has pulled the speed of the Batmobile to the extreme.

Everything in front of him was not enough to stop his progress.

Every time the Batmobile enters a block, what will be greeted there will be an extremely cruel impact.

"Who can tell me what is happening now? Why did a tank rush in?" A leader looked at the Batmobile driving recklessly on the street and said to the other end of the phone quite angrily.

"Didn't you say you would stop the army?"

"say something!"

"Calm down, you have to trust us, we didn't let any troops into New York, let alone Manhattan." The voice on the other end of the phone spoke in a leisurely manner.

It seems that in his eyes, no matter what New York has become now, it has nothing to do with him.

Or to be more precise, he has no feelings for this world.

What he wanted to do was to turn all of this into ashes.

But now he also understands that at least the current self cannot easily put this matter aside.

New York is still very important to his plan.

"Don't get excited, I've prepared something for you." The person on the other end of the phone said quite casually.

"There are a few armored vehicles I prepared for you under the Empire State Building. They should be able to enable you to fight against that thing."

"I hope what you said is true." After saying this, the guy had already hung up the phone.

There is no thought of continuing to talk to the other end.

That guy really didn't lie to them, and he had indeed prepared quite good things for them under the Empire State Building.

"Hey! It looks like we can have a good time." Seeing what appeared in front of him, the gang leader was really excited.

In front of them are tracked infantry fighting vehicles currently in service in the United States.

For guys like them, although this thing seems difficult to open, at least they can understand it.

"Now let that guy enjoy the gift from us." He greeted his little brother and directly boarded the infantry fighting vehicle.

"boom!"

The Batmobile is cleaning itself on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan at the moment.

Everything those guys built here has been completely destroyed by the bat.

Bruce didn't waste any time and started his next action in the shortest possible time.

But the sound of the same rumbling tracked infantry fighting vehicle rang out in the surrounding area.

"Hey! Sonofbitch!" The guy who was controlling the machine gun on the infantry fighting vehicle shouted loudly in the direction of the Batmobile.

Pull the trigger, and the [-]mm machine gun has already started firing at the Batmobile.

But it is obvious that the untrained guy can't control the shooting of the machine gun at all. Although some of the bullets have hit the Batmobile, most of the bullets have outlined the Batmobile.

And his attack is just innocuous to the Batmobile.

Bruce directly controlled his Batmobile and made a large drift, so that his front was directly aimed at the walking chariot.

The [-]mm Vulcan cannon above has begun to rotate.

The armor that can withstand the [-]mm machine gun bullets has no resistance in front of the Batmobile.

Torn straight to shreds.

"Fuck! Didn't you take care of that damn machine gun?" The guy who was still shooting on it immediately retracted into the cabin.

"If I understand this thing, I won't be a gangster!" The guy who was handling the cannon directly yelled at the guy who just came down.

But the Batmobile didn't give them time.

Machine gun bullets have shredded the infantry fighting vehicle.

But around the Batmobile, more infantry vehicles appeared.