Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 740: 758 Fae, you are guilty! (1 more)

In more than ten seconds, Luke flew over a distance of 500 meters, directly into a smoky room in the hospital: “Start thermal imaging. ”

On the lens, the situation immediately occurs in the room.

Watching the shadows of the two red tongues shake in the room, his mouth softened: “I got you.” The whole man rushed in through a broken window.

Even if they had just been hit by a shocking smoke bomb, the reaction was still not bad, and the moment Luke entered the room, he did not hesitate to shoot.

Luke couldn't help but push the nearest one.

Shouting out in two populations: "Batman!” Action had to be slightly delayed for a moment.

Luke grabbed the man in front of him, twisted his back and threw him out the window like a bowling ball.

The man flew out of the window like a shell, Luke turned around and the cloak behind him covered his figure.

The rest of us pulled the trigger unconsciously, but our hearts were screaming bad.

Ordinary bullets, not for Batman! This is the truth that many bandits have personally tested.

Now it's his turn to taste it.

The black figure of the hill was not heavy, but rather extremely quick. After the cape blinked, a giant palm popped from behind the cape like lightning, pinching the man's neck.

Boom!

Luke grabbed this guy, stepped up, jumped out the window.

Boom!

Luke stood in a small square in the middle of the hospital when the dull landing sounded.

The man who had just been thrown out of the distance was still limping and trying to escape.

Luke laughed: Wanna run? Tonight on live TV, you're on.

The rumbling footsteps sounded instantly and disappeared.

The guy on the run had to look back and see the giant shadow glide in.

Hemorrhagic! You raspy! This guy cursed himself.

All along, they bullied ordinary people for their physical advantage, and now they encounter a superhero who bullies himself for his equipment advantage, suddenly feeling despair.

A huge shadow quickly covered him, one palm strangled his neck and flew away with him.

In less than ten seconds, the surrounding scenery quickly passed, and the two men found themselves taken to the main square in front of the hospital.

Meanwhile, several white columns of light swept from the air, covering three people.

When the TV helicopter arrived and was looking for Batman, he appeared himself, holding two criminals in his hand?

Almost everyone sees two people being held by Batman, subconsciously defaulting to this setting.

Luke threw a man on the ground, stepped on his foot, picked up a man in front of him, and coldly said, "Gentiles, you are guilty! ”

The faces of the two changed dramatically, and Batman's lines they knew, but now they call them “interracial.”

Luke rubbed his hand between his waists and held a bat dart in his hand, waving it violently, cutting off his right arm in front of him.

In the scream, the fallen arm blew out a spark and dissipated.

On the helicopter, the paparazzi in camera were stunned.

Flagg was stunned, too.

What's going on here? Something doesn't seem right.

Batman's actions have long been studied by countless people.

Everyone shares the view that even if he pretends to be, the limit is to break the bones of the criminals and not intentionally abuse them.

Why does this suddenly act like an execution by cutting an arm?

What's more, what's wrong with that guy? Why would his arm be chopped off and the explosion disappear?

Luke didn't stop, switched to another man and cut off his left arm with a bat dart again.

Throw these two guys on the ground and step on their only remaining hand with their feet, he coldly said: "Heterogeneity, this world belongs only to us humans, not to you filthy, cheap bloodsucking bugs. ”

Two vampires screamed, without any objection in their mouths, who let Luke step on their hands one by one.

Several helicopters hovered around and the paparazzi were all stunned.

Batman rarely used brutal methods, but they weren't sure it was really brutal.

After all, the two people whose arms were cut off were a little weird and felt... not very human.

Two helicopters landed in the vicinity of the square, descending four people on both sides.

Luke looked around and laughed in his heart: Old acquaintances.

The guy on the right runs faster and yells far away: "Batman, we're not hostile, we just want to talk to you. ”

Luke looked to the other side.

This side was a little slow for a few seconds, but it didn't bother me, and the leader said, “Batman, can I hold you for a few minutes? ”

Luke: "Show me your papers. ”

People on both sides stood still, but they all pulled out their papers.

Flagg hesitated, but the other guy went straight up and handed Luke his ID: "Hello, Batman. I'm Phil Coulson, FBI agent. ”

Flagg over there screamed badly, but he had to come forward and pass the ID: "I'm Rick Flagg, FBI agent. ”

Luke laughed in his heart, but said, "The FBI sent you both to me at the same time? ”

“We're not a department.” That's what Flagg said.

“There was just a small problem with internal coordination.” That's Phil's word.

Luke's gaze stopped for a moment on the document in his hand, looking at that familiar surname, Coulson.

There was a strange feeling in his mind: the man named Phil was a million, but Coulson was S.H.I.E.L.D. again... who should be the one?

This is a big joke!

But now is not the time for him to think about it.

He handed two papers back: "What do you want? ”

Flagg: "They, by the way, talk to you. ”

Phil waited for him to finish, and he said, "Same goes for me, but I can wait for you to finish. ”

Luke looked at Frag and said, "What do you want to talk to me about? ”

Flagg looked at Phil stunned, unconsciously, and the scene was a little silent at a time.

Phil smiled and raised his hand to show him what to do.

Flagg laughed bitterly: It turns out he's an old traitor, Coulson.

He can only say: "We'd like to have a chance to talk to you alone. It's not convenient here. ”

Luke turned his head to Phil: “What about you? ”

Phil smiled and handed over a business card: "Perhaps we can stay in touch and have a chance to work together in the future. ”

Luke didn't take the card, he just glanced: "Okay, I remember the number. Anything else? ”

Phil flashed a little bit of regret in his eyes, and he was like, “These two, we're going to take one. ”

Flagg hasn't spoken yet, and Luke agrees decisively: "Yes. ”

Flagg's words were suffocated again.

Luke looked at Frag and pointed at the two guys under his feet: "Know what they are? ”

Filmer didn't say a word.

Flagg was stared at and could only shake his head.

He probably understood it in his heart, but he wasn't sure.