Zhang San, who parked his bicycle and was not afraid of it being stolen, sat at the old man's table.

"It's all explained, you can read it yourself."

Zhang San handed the backpack to the old man and got up to buy a drink.

Old Jack put his hands in his backpack and looked at the contents. When he found a small bottle that was used to treat spent cannons, his eyes lit up.

"Or Sanqi?"

"I want 28 this time. You know what kind of people this stuff can attract."

Zhang San will not take advantage of others in this matter, even if Old Jack is one of his own.

"Okay, but it won't be until a week later."

The cunning old man knows how much profit there is in the items in the backpack, and he is shrewd and willing to give up 10%.

The two chatted for a while, and then Old Jack hurriedly left with his backpack.

It is estimated that in a few days, those selling drugs on the black market will go completely crazy.

Buzzing…

Suddenly, the phone in Zhang San's pocket vibrated. He took it out and found that it was an email from Wayne Group.

The other party expressed that he was very interested in the universal translator among a pile of garbage, and hoped that both parties could make an appointment to meet.

[The big fish took the bait...]

hey-hey…

Zhang San sent his current location, believing that a rich young man who loved to play cat and mouse would come over.

Sizzling…

Zhang San, who had finished his fourth glass of ice soda, saw a luxury sports car appear on the street, and the other party parked the car directly on the street with a rumble.

The car door opened, and the buddy inside motioned for him to get in and chat.

Bang!

Buzz——

The sports car disappeared on the street, and the handsome old man holding the steering wheel told all about Zhang San's family background:

"Zhang San, a gangster who appeared on the streets a few years ago, met Peace Messenger and joined the anti-evil team he formed. After Peace Messenger was arrested, he became a local police officer."

"You were lucky enough to save a senator."

"Ah? That person is a senator?"

Zhang San touched his chin and thought about how to contact the other party. After all, it would be too stingy to not even give him any money to save his life.

"Introducing myself, I'm Bruce Wayne."

"I know, I saw you on TV."

Not only that, Zhang San also guessed that this guy's next step would be to ask him about the bullet's turn.

"Yesterday you killed two robbers with one bullet at the Fennel Field Restaurant. Can you tell me how you did it?"

Seeing the curiosity on his face, Zhang San decided to get down to business first: "Are you a policeman, brother? Can we talk about the transaction first?"

"Sorry, I'm just curious about how you managed to make the bullet turn."

Bruce parked the car in an open space on the outskirts, where there were already several targets.

"Show me your marksmanship and I'll give you double."

[Damn it, you deserve to be the rich man!]

Zhang San remained silent and sat in the car without getting out.

"three times."

【…】

To be honest, Zhang San couldn't bear it anymore.

Seeing that he still didn't get out of the car, Bruce smiled slightly: "Four times, as long as you fire one shot."

"All right."

Zhang San, who was calm on the surface, was so excited that he started to break dance, because this was four times the fucking number!

The price of the universal translator he wants to sell to the other party is two million, four times...

【Rich Man, you are so awesome!!!】

Pulling out the big gun hanging on his waist, Zhang San was ready to give this old man a hard blow.

Seeing him aiming the gun at himself, Bruce sat in the car with a calm expression and did not hide.

"Roll down the window."

As the car window glass dropped, there was a bang, and a bullet whizzed around Bruce's head and flew out of the car window.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A strange scene appeared. Several targets facing the front of the car exploded. The bullets flying out of the car seemed to make a "C" and then hit them in the distance.

The atmosphere in the car was quiet for two seconds, and then Bruce started the vehicle.

"Do you have gun skills or super powers?"

Even Bruce was a little confused about the strange ballistic trajectory. He just felt the temperature emitted by the bullet, but he didn't understand why it flew out and made a "C".

"A unique shooting technique that I invented over two and a half years of practice."

"hehe…"

Bruce didn't expose his lie. If this is what Zhang San said, then he must have been practicing on an alien planet in the past two and a half years.

"Can you drive the car to the previous place? I put my bicycle there..."

Seeing the car driving in the direction of his home, Zhang San said quickly.

【…】

Bruce was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't understand how important a bicycle was to Zhang San.

But a problem arose, he was driving a sports car.

It's a bit difficult to fit a bicycle into a sports car, but Zhang San has his own solution.

He put the bicycle next to the sports car, then got into the car and rolled down the window, reaching out to lift the bicycle:

"Let's drive."

"Are you sure you want to carry it?"

Bruce, whose eyes were full of doubts, was not at ease about this. Although Zhang San was very big, he still had to keep his hand out of the car window to hold up the bicycle...

Buzz——

Seeing that Zhang San was sure that there was no problem in doing so, Bruce stopped talking and stepped on the accelerator to increase the speed of the car.

While driving, Bruce glanced at the person next to him from time to time, and found that the person next to him was as steady as an old dog, so he had another thought.

Unreasonable shooting trajectories, suspected mutated bodies, powerful strength...

And those weird things they sell...

Bruce suspected that Zhang San had some adventures, such as picking up an alien spacecraft, eating some strange plants, and accidentally being contaminated with some kind of chemical agent...

But according to past reports from our own satellites, this city has not been hit by any meteorites in decades.

There is no news about the appearance of strange plants or chemical leakage in the area.

So what happened to Zhang San?

The speculation became more and more intense, and Bruce even thought that Zhang San had met someone from another dimension.

Such as bat mites...

But while he was guessing what was going on with Zhang San, Zhang San was hesitant in his heart whether to ask Batman for money.

He really wanted to tell the rich man that he had a super power, and that this super power required money to activate.

I believe that as long as he says this, Rich Man will give him a sum of money out of curiosity to demonstrate.

But that would be too much to do...

【No, no, no...】

It must be the devil tempting himself to fall!
Chapter completed!