"Superman?"

After a long time, some small commotion broke out from the crowd.

Of course, this was just a little bit less. After all, the people present could not scream like poor people, covering their heads and pulling their necks. But in everyone's heart, they had already been in a state of uproar.

As mentioned before, it is impossible for individuals in various planes to have a big gap. So, Bruce Wayne, who is a "Earthman", is now using a "Kryptonian" trick in front of you. No one can accept this kind of development quickly.

What kind of black technology or a trick?

"Hehe" At this moment, the person on the stage laughed a few dry laughs: "I think everyone may have misunderstood. What I said I will force everyone to stay, not because I have such a strong force, but among you, there are many people on my side."

As he said that, the Bruce Wayne, who had just melted himself, had arrived beside him and stood quietly behind him. The meaning was very obvious, 'I am the one who stood on his side.'

Moreover, during this period, this person did not use the action of "walking", but kept floating, which means that this person would fly.

Well, a Bruce Wayne version of Superman, no matter where he gets this power, but as long as he is there, he does have the capital to leave everyone here.

However, having capital is only one aspect, and it is another to say whether it can turn capital into reality. After all, no one knows how many strange versions there are among the hundreds of Batman numbers.

For example, at the end of the crowd, Wayne, who had no words from beginning to end, had no sense of existence. When he saw the person on the stage's eyes ejaculated with heat, he not only did not show any panic, but instead showed an undetectable smile.

Then, he patted the person in front of him: "Sorry, please give it up."

Everyone didn't know what he was going to do, but they all made a way out and allowed this person to reach the forefront of the crowd.

"Very good ability." He walked down the stage and said with a smile: "I don't know how you did it, but from now on, you undoubtedly have the power of the 'Kryptonian'."

Superman Batman didn't say anything, just nodded quietly.

"So you found other Kryptonian technologies besides Superman? Or are you trying to use cloning technology like me to transform your body into a 'superman-like' physique."

The man said, looking at the other person in his eyes, as if he was looking at a precious treasure, and he had already stepped onto the stage.

At this moment, Superman Wayne still didn't say anything, but it was obvious that his eyebrows were frowning.

"Why?" He seemed to want to say something, but his body staggered. If he didn't hold on to the instrument next to him, he might have sat down on the ground.

"Haha, it seems that you inherited the power of the Kryptonians and also inherited their weaknesses." The man who came up said with a smile and walked towards Superman Wayne step by step. As the distance approached, Superman Wayne had already kneeled on the ground in pain.

"Kryptonite" he said in great pain.

"That's right, kryptonite" Wayne smiled: "Or it is a physique that is close to kryptonite."

That's right, this is not just kryptonite. Bruce Wayne has turned his entire body into a movable kryptonite. Every muscle, every drop of blood, and even the breath he exhales have a strong kryptonite function.

In his plane, Superman appeared earlier than when he was born at the age of 8. Superman was already a household name superhero.

However, like other planes, the shooting in Crime Lane still happened.

When the shot exploded blood in the chest of Bruce Wayne's father and mother, the young Bruce was still fantasizing that a hero in a blue battle uniform and a red cape would fall from the sky and throw the criminal in front of him into the sky.

But knowing that his parents' blood was flowing into his feet, the figure did not appear.

After that, Bruce Wayne's entire life changed. Although he still wore a black cloak and practiced various skills to punish sins at night, his image was not a bat. His black cloak just wanted to show his hostile stance with Superman, and punishing criminals himself was just to tell Superman that there were so many people who needed your help, but you could only throw them to others.

Of course, these are just part of his obsession, and his most urgent obsession is to kill Superman.

Therefore, Bruce Wayne devoted all his property and technology to the cause of killing Superman. He created countless props to restrain Superman, hoarded all the kryptonite in the world, and even turned his body into what he is now.

"Do you know, there are some small conflicts between me and Superman. I hate him. Oh, to be more precise, I am very good at flying, strong, and have a laser in my eyes. In the face of any danger, I have a calm attitude of "I am invulnerable to swords and guns."

As he said that, he walked to Superman Wayne, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the other party's shoulder.

His hands just touched the other party.

"hiss"

A harsh sound of a piece of meat on the burning iron plate. "Uh ah" Superman Wayne wailed in pain, and bursts of blue smoke came out of the place where he touched it.

"In my plane, I have killed Superman, but you also know that there is some hatred. Killing once is absolutely impossible to resolve Hehe, so thank you, I gave me a second chance."

As he said that, he stretched out a finger and poked Superman Wayne's head.

In his plane, he was like this, drilling into Superman's head with his fingers, watching him die in pain like Dannian, the bullet that drilled into his father's head.

The same way to die, such revenge is fair.

He smiled and no one came up to stop him. After all, if there was someone who could really kill "Superman", then it seemed like a good thing for them.

But at this moment

"I'm sorry I can't let you kill him."

A voice sounded.

No one could hear where this sound came from, but with the appearance of this sentence,

That kryptonite blues was instantly
Chapter completed!