Chapter 135 The Second Generation Robin Red Hood: I Actually Became Evil
Chapter 135 The second generation Robin Red Hood: I actually became the second in command of the League of Evil?
Author: Mr. Skeleton
Chapter 135 The second generation Robin Red Hood: I actually became the second in command of the League of Evil?
(It’s a big chapter of 5,600 words. I’ve finally published two chapters. I rarely make promises, but I usually keep them when I do. I’m proud.)
New York City, inside a bank.
"Hello, valued customer."
The female teller at the counter looked at the hooded woman in front of her with a smile on her face. The woman's dress was a little strange, but the customer was always the best.
"Are you here to open a new account today? Open a new account now and you can take home this lovely new toaster."
The female teller carefully observed the other person's face under the hood. The other person's skin was unusually pale. What was going on?
The female teller suddenly realized something. She had seen the news.
But it's a little too late to run away at this time.
She heard the other party say:
"Well...I don't know how the toaster is, girl..."
Wisps of electric light twined from the opponent's outstretched palm, and the woman pulled down her hood:
"But if you don't hand over all the money, you might be the one who gets roasted."
Click.
"Take it easy, electric girl."
But at this moment, a gun was pointed at the woman's head.
"My name is Living Wire, in case you're wondering."
"It doesn't matter what you call yourself, it might work in your shitty hometown, like Gotham or Metropolis or something like that."
The living wire slowly raised his palm, and the roaring and rushing electricity flashed under his skin.
"But this is New York, and we are already prepared for people like you. Each security guard is equipped with a special gun developed by Technology Star Laboratory-ouch!"
"Oh, really?"
But before the guard finished speaking, he felt his entire body being lifted high - and then thrown out heavily!
Boom!
A man also wearing a hood appeared behind him
"I am Bombshell." said the giant man, "Nice to meet you, my friend with a broken spine."
He said to the guard who was lying on the ground vomiting blood: "A friend who took me out of the prison taught me this trick of breaking my back. What do you think? Is it comfortable?"
"You guys from Gotham are so perverted." Live Wire wrinkled his pale little nose, pushed his blue hair behind his ears, and then said: "Just a casual mention, big man, I was completely at ease just now.
.”
Big Bombshell said:
"The sentence you can't think of is probably thank you."
A few minutes later, they walked out of the bank door.
"How was the harvest?" Bombshell asked.
"$28,000," Live Wire said, "not bad considering the amount of cash in a small bank."
Bombshell snorted, walked to a taxi, and directly removed the door: "Get out!"
The driver was so frightened that he was shaking in the driver's seat.
Live Wire said: "If it were me, I would be obedient."
"I listen, I listen!"
The pale-skinned woman shocked the driver. The driver with the belly finally recovered his ability to walk, quickly climbed down from the driver's seat, and crawled away.
He released water while running away, not because he was timid, but because of incontinence caused by the electric shock.
Bombshell got into the driver's seat.
"Hiss... I've been in jail for too long. The clutch is on the left, right?"
After hearing what he said, Live Wire immediately wanted to get out of the car.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Anyway, we robbed 28,000 in one go this time. It's not bad. I have to say, plus the robs from the previous 4 banks, this is my most successful partnership. You call it
What's going on?"
"Male and female evil thieves."
Bombshell said: "I still think mine is better."
"Don't even think about it," Live Wire said, "'Crackling Muscles' sounds like some rotten breakfast cereal."
"Heh, okay, whatever his name is, partner. It's a pleasure working together. I think we should celebrate. I happen to know a good place."
It's late at night.
Bombshells and live wires trudge through the garbage. This is New York's Hell's Kitchen, the messiest, dirtiest neighborhood in all of New York.
Bombshell dumped the stolen taxi in an alley and walked along the narrow alley with live wires.
It was too dark in front. The live wire stretched out a finger, and the crackling light illuminated the path ahead.
She saw a comic book on the ground, with a lot of blood stains on it, and the cover said:
"The Amazing Spider-Man"
Its owner may be in bad luck.
A flash of electricity from a live wire burned the comic book to ashes.
People who believe in superheroes never end well.
"Damn comic books."
she said.
She then complained to the bombshell:
"Where on earth are you taking me? I mean, you're not trying to do something stupid, are you? A bombshell? Otherwise our little group will be renamed 'Full Cooked BBQ'."
"Come on, you have a good idea. You must know that there is an old saying, 'Fuck a muscular man, and you will wake up laughing in your dreams.'"
Live Wire made a vomiting motion: "It's terrible, and it's so disgusting."
Passing through a narrow alley, a building with boarded-up doors and windows appeared in front of them.
This damn place is old and run-down, with graffiti all over the walls and it smells like a garbage dump.
Live Wire said:
"Here? Are you serious? I thought you were going to take me to a bar, not-"
There was a bang, the door was directly smashed, and a figure was thrown out.
"I warned you before, monocle!"
Another muscular man with red skin came out: "Are you pretending to be stupid here? Then get out!"
The monocle stood up from the ground, tightened his clothes, and the monocle on his face immediately pointed at the muscular man with a red body.
But in the end he did not choose to take action:
"Oh, this place used to be a bit interesting."
As he said that, he slowly backed away, and finally disappeared into the darkness of the alley.
The red muscular man turned his attention to the living wire and Bombshell: "Okay... what do you want?"
Bombshell took the initiative to step forward: "Ahem, how are you, Amygdala. Have you taken medicine today?"
"I ate it, so now my mind is clear and my speech is normal. Sorry for the bombshell, but I'm really bored tonight."
"After calling a halt to three fights, I was hit with a gun, stabbed with a knife, and frozen with a cryo ray - I originally thought that cryo guns were exclusive to Mr. Freeze, but it turned out that the young man named Captain Cold, I choked him. I still
Someone peed on me, and it’s not even dark yet.”
"Stop talking, do you know the password for tonight?"
"'Batman just wants to have sex with bats'"
Amygdala waved: "Go in, do me another favor, and tell the people inside that we need a new door, and we need it again."
Live Wire and Bombshell walked in. It was shabby, old and empty.
"What's going on?"
Live Wire asked, "Stop being so pretentious."
The bombshell was pressed against the wall, and then the floor opened, revealing a staircase full of technology.
"Wow," Live Wire said.
"If you want an elevator, there's one, but I prefer to take the steps." Bombshell said, "You know, the sense of security."
They walked down the steps and soon became enlightened.
Music, dancing crowds, dynamic lighting effects, drinks, food, bar.
Bombshell stretched out his hand and waved it in the air:
"Welcome to the void bar."
Live Wire raised his head: "Oh my god, why have I never heard of such a place?"
The loud music kept playing.
"That's it, this place is very private and only by invitation."
Bombshell said: "We don't want that boy scout to come in and ruin everyone's good time, do we?"
"I mean, where else are you going to see those criminals from Canterlot sitting next to the villains from Keystone?"
"I said add more ice." Captain Leng said to the waiter.
"With a murloc that looks like a great white shark?"
Live Wire saw not far away, a shark with a big white sand head and a leopard-like female orc standing in the center of the dance hall: "Nanawi likes this powerful music!"
Bombshell turned to the bar and said: "Hey, Jigsaw Man, two glasses of whiskey, neat."
The live wire watched helplessly as the guy's arm at the bar fell off like a puzzle piece, but the interface was completely black.
This hand flew directly to the side and picked up a bottle of wine.
"No, thank you. Liquids and I don't get along very well."
"Then I'll have two more drinks." The muscular bombshell raised his glass.
Live Wire turned around and leaned against the bar.
"This place is really great, but it can't be opened in the Metropolis, not even if Superman is here." Live Wire said: "The first time I went to the Metropolis from Las Vegas, I was...
Superman beat his teeth all over the floor."
"You want to say that it can't be opened in Gotham, because Batman is here." Bombshell took a sip of wine: "I was fucked by Batman when I didn't have a brain, and I was fucked by Batman when I had a brain.
Sometimes I feel like I just grew a brain for nothing."
Live Wire curled her lips and stopped talking. She felt that if she continued to talk, the two of them would have differences, so she wisely stopped arguing with her partner.
But another person interjected into their conversation:
"Do you really want to compare Superman to Batman?"
Live Wire turned around and saw a woman sitting on the bar next to them.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Siwa, I don't know if you have heard of my name. I have fought with Kryptonians before."
Live Wire heard Bombshell whispering in her ear: "This is Ms. Siwa, the most capable martial artist, at least in the human category."
Live Wire heard Ms. Shiva say loudly: "Do you know what it's like to fight a Kryptonian?"
"That guy is omnipotent, super strength, super speed flight, invulnerability, freezing breath, heat vision..."
She poured a glass of wine into her stomach: "From time to time, she would come up with a skill that you didn't even know she knew. Last time I knocked her down and sat on her, but I couldn't even pierce her fur.
.”
Ms. Siwa threw the empty wine glass on the table: "I mean, come on, Batman is just a regular guy in a flying rodent-shaped tights."
Bombshell and Live Wire looked at each other.
"Ha, are you just an ordinary person? You super villains, my God, let me teach you."
"Who is this guy?" Live Wire stared at the red hood that suddenly appeared.
"This guy's name is Red Hood, Bane's follower. It was he and Bane who personally fished me out of Arkham some time ago and took us out of Gotham." Bombshell told Living Wire: "But
He's a new guy, he probably hasn't had sex with Batman a few times."
Live Wire nodded, and then he heard Red Hood say: "Batman is the strongest, so I'll leave it here."
"Go and try to fight him. He is tenacious and intelligent, not to mention the endless equipment and weapons he has all over his body. Yes, Superman is awesome. You just need to get some kryptonite. Bang! The show is over!"
"You talk like it's easy, like you can just walk into a convenience store and buy kryptonite next to the frozen food."
Live Wire couldn’t help but complain:
"After those rocks fell from the sky, we discovered long ago that this thing can make Superman fall from the sky like a kite with a broken string."
Living Wire plays with his blue hair:
"But every time this kind of thing falls off, it is quickly divided up by the government's Lex Group or Wayne Group. Those that fell off before are directly melted on the black market. I don't know who spends so much money to get one.
Buy one."
"What she said makes sense." Bombshell looked sideways at Siwa and put his hand on the back of the live wire, his expression looking casual and casual.
"If you don't take your hands off me, it's going to be an electric disaster," said the living wire.
"Oh, don't do that to me, sisters, I'm on your side."
Ms. Siwa turned to the bar and said, "Puzzle Man, give my new friends some Jagerbombs."
"I'm a living wire, and I don't drink."
Ms. Siwa said: "It's okay, I'll drink two more drinks."
Red Hood also came over, and he held out his cup to Bombshell: "Hello, Batman villain."
Bombshell clinked glasses with him in a friendly manner.
Red Hood and Bane rescued their gang of Gotham villains together, and their relationship is not bad.
Bombshell then heard Ms. Siwa say: "So the Living Wire is right, Superman is better than Batman no matter what, and anyone who has fought him will understand."
Then the Red Hood said: "Really? Have you ever fought Batman in person? A master?"
Ms. Siwa took a sip: "No, and there is no need."
Live Wire finally couldn't help but started to agree with the other party: "Yes, as he said, a fool wearing stupid underwear doesn't even have superpowers."
"that is."
Ms. Siwa said:
"Seriously, what could he do? Stab me with a Batarang?"
The voices of several of them are getting louder and louder, and now most people are beginning to be attracted by this dispute.
From the corner of her eye, Ms. Siwa saw the Atomic Skull, who had just escaped from the laboratory again, sitting in the corner, and Toy Man, who was the first enemy Superman faced.
Man-bat's wife Ladybat, Dr. Phosphorus, Killer Moth, Scarecrow and several other bat-type strongmen were also sitting nearby.
"Or what's more powerful, let his magical boy toy Robin hit me? Oops, I'm so scared. Come on, Batman is a joke."
A certain ex-Robin in the Red Hood winked.
"Obviously-"
With a bang, Bain, who was sitting not far away, dropped his wine glass on the table.
"This guy is an idiot."
Ms. Siwa stood up and walked to Bane's side grandly: "Wow, look who's here. The man who vowed to break Batman's back ended up breaking his own spine."
He approached Bane: "You said I'm an idiot, ha, then who do you think you are? The only achievement you have is that Batman fought evenly, but he didn't win. But that's it, so here we go.
Yeah, I really want to know where you are on this little debate?"
Bain stood up.
"There's nothing to argue about. You've never fought against Batman. You know nothing about him and you don't know how difficult it is to defeat him."
Bain's peripheral vision glanced at the entire audience. Everyone was looking at him and whispering to each other.
"Ha, I know, if everyone thinks Batman isn't that powerful, then you can't be considered a big shot." Ms. Siwa reached out and poked his chest.
"If you want, you can always come and try to see what kind of big shot I am."
The atmosphere between the two seemed a bit tense.
With a snap, the live wire turned into lightning and fell among them: "Ladies and gentlemen, let's try to restrain our aggression, okay? I have just discovered this place, and I don't want to be banned for life."
Ms. Siwa blinked: "Yeah, maybe Barbed Wire is right."
"Live Wire, I'm going to die." Live Wire said.
"Anyway, why are we arguing here? There is no need to use this energy in a better place."
"How to use it?" Bombshell asked.
"It's a bet." Ms. Siwa said.
"What kind of bet?"
Live Wire asked.
"I, you call a few other Superman villains to deal with Batman. Bane Bombshell and a few other Bat enemies to snipe Superman."
"The one who wins can continue to brag."
Bain stood up.
"I'm Bain. I'm not interested in bragging or anything like that. I'm leaving..."
"Really or not." Ms. Siwa standing behind him said: "A man who was defeated miserably by Batman is worried that he will also be defeated by Superman?"
Bain turned around.
"Hey, it's okay, you just proved my point." Ms. Siwa said.
Bain stared at her: "You want to bet that I will accompany you. After I win the bet... you and I need to have a good talk."
"Wow, I can't wait," Ms. Siwa said.
"Look, what trouble you got us all into." Bombshell grinned excitedly and said to the live wire.
"Hey, this isn't the worst, at least we're not Superman and Batman." Live Wire said.
She turned to look at the Atomic Skull and Toy Man sitting next to her: "Hey, this is a little bet - do you want to participate?"
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"Today's scene was really disgusting, Bane."
A few hours later, Ms. Shiva, Bane, and Jason the Red Hood were sitting together.
"But we got a group of thugs for free. Each one is better than the other. They also obey orders, bring their own dog food, are not afraid of death, are highly motivated, and have a sense of honor. In the end, they will thank us for taking them to participate in this gambling game."
Bain sat next to him and took a sip of his drink, and then said to Red Hood, who was dazed beside him: "Red Hood, you are the No. 2 person in this team here in Gotham. When the time comes, prepare tactics with me."
"Oh, okay." Red Hood nodded. After getting along with him these days, Bain thought highly of him, which always made him feel a little weird.
"Siwa, you and Superman's group of villains will cooperate with our actions when the time comes."
Siwa also nodded.
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"Blake, why don't we just go ahead and take down this bad guy's lair like we originally planned? We have already successfully sneaked into this bar!"
The purple-haired Black was floating in the sky, and his teammate [Cold Type Pouring] asked in confusion.
He is a tall black man with super strength and the ability to manipulate electromagnetism.
"I changed my mind." Black said: "Didn't you see what happened in the bar today? Have you forgotten what I told you before? I failed to persuade Batman. Now Batman and Superman will be us
potential enemy."
He touched his chin: "This alliance of villains can weaken Batman and Superman, and then we will take action to deal with these bad villains and the two baby superheroes together."
He laughed softly: "This is the most labor-saving treatment plan."
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The Void Bar is closed.
Jigsaw, a third-tier villain who had been working as a bartender all day, also got off work.
When he was far enough away by means of transportation, he turned into a small alley, then stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face.
The drifting and condensed black sand rippled, and Chen Tao returned to his original appearance and sighed deeply.
"Damn, it really doesn't stop."
Then he pressed on the wall, opened a dark room, and pulled out the real Jigsaw puzzle man with a bruised nose and face.
The other party stayed in a semi-enclosed environment for a whole day without eating, and half of his life was lost.