Chapter 674 Who Learns Whom? Mr. Mysterious? (3 more)
With Batman's rope darts and hand-to-hand combat skills, as well as his proficiency in the use of various equipment, he is full of sophistication and naturalness after long-term training. But Flegg thought for a moment and shook his head: "A person's energy is limited, and it is really difficult to master so many professional skills at the same time, as well as marksmanship." β
The team agreed: "In addition, long-term and rigorous hand-to-hand combat training will affect the flexibility and agility of the hands, which will have a negative effect on the use of firearms, which is also a problem." β
Flegg sighed, "Okay, find the branch in New York and ask them to contact that ...... Big Daddy and Super Killer Girl, ask them what they think of Batman. β
The team member laughed: "Boss, even if there is a little similarity, you still don't want to give up this Batman." β
Fleg: "Batman's style of acting is more to my liking, and it's good to bring in, at least he's very good at playing and has his own bottom line." β
The team member smacked his tongue: "He alone and in one night, he disabled more than 200 people, which is very dangerous." β
Flegg shrugged: "But no one will die, most of them will recover." If we go in, most of the people will be killed directly, who do you say has a better bottom line? β
The team member hehe: "We have a license, but he is an unlicensed law enforcer." β
Flegg patted the player on the shoulder: "So, as long as he is willing to join, I can issue him a license and let him legally hit people." β
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Far away on the East Coast, in the basement of a small two-story building in New Jersey, Minty stops hitting punching sandbags and looks sideways at the TV on the wall showing Batman beating up the thugs.
She ripped off the fists in her hands, took the glass of water next to her and drank it.
At this moment, the alloy door in the basement opened, and Damon walked in with a pained face.
Mindy looked at her father's appearance and hurriedly cared: "Dad, is there any trouble?" β
Damon closed the door, saw the picture still playing on the TV, and smiled wryly: "It's not that your new idol has caused me trouble." β
Mindy's eyes rolled: "Someone came to ask you again, do you know Batman?" β
Damon looked at his daughter's expression and sighed: "Don't test me, I really haven't heard of this guy, and there is no suitable one among the people I know." β
Mindy bit the straw of her pink Snoopy's water glass and muttered thoughtfully, "But why is he dressed so much like you?" β
Damon, a calm person, couldn't help but scratch his head: "Where is it?" Isn't it all black? β
But looking at his daughter's big shining eyes, he admitted defeat: "Okay, it seems a bit like it, but how do I know why he wants to learn from me?" β
As a result, Mindy's little Lori was holding the water glass in both hands, but some kind of light continued to flash in her eyes to stare at him.
Damon suddenly understood, raised his hand in amazement, pointed to himself, and then pointed to Batman on the TV, word by word: "You, want, say, I, in, learn, him?" β
Mindy's little Lori looked away: "Ahem, Dad, it's all your own words." β
Damon:...... shxtοΌ
After joking, Mindy still said, "Actually, we still have an acquaintance in Los Angeles, right?" β
Damon snorted.
Mindy's eyes rolled: "Dad, why don't you send a message to ask V, see if he knows the news of Batman?" β
Damon shook his head: "This is **." v never asked us if we knew the punisher? β
Suddenly, he came to his senses and turned his head to look at his daughter: "You mean, V is Batman?" β
Mindy smiled: "Look, V is also in Los Angeles, and his strength is also very strong, and he is also wearing a black and mask cloak, and he also doesn't show his face, this is really like." β
Damon pondered for a moment, but still shook his head: "Have you forgotten V's marksmanship and ferocity?" β
Mindy snorted, but argued anyway, "Maybe he did it on purpose?" β
Damon looked at her: "Are you serious?" β
Mindy's head turned, she knew that if her father asked, there must be something wrong with the idea.
But she still didn't come up with it.
Damon reminded: "Don't forget, V had one gun that night, fighting against Bullseye and dozens of his men, and finally forced Bullseye to blow up all his subordinates, so he escaped back to New York." And what's the problem with V killing bandits who never be soft, why bother to cover it up? β
Mindy shook her head.
Marksmanship has reached the level of V, which is already at the level of one enemy and one hundred, and it will make people very uncomfortable to give up this kind of eating craft in battle.
It would be extremely awkward for ordinary people not to use a hand at all.
With V's marksmanship level, it is necessary to hone the instinct of firing a gun as if it were using the left and right hands on a daily basis.
It's really hard to force this instinct to be suppressed.
Even if V really wanted to play Batman, there was no need to do so.
Mindy's little Lori finally gave up this obviously logically wrong speculation, completely unaware that her first instinct was the truth.
Of course, it didn't matter if she guessed.
The identity of V is also a shadow for Luke, and it has never really existed.
The deep memory of V, in addition to Damon's father and daughter, is only the bullseye of V who was beaten and fled.
Mindy was dismissed from the right idea, but thought of another thing: "Dad, let's ask V to see if he can make Batman's kind of armor, I feel so powerful!" β
Damon nodded: "Yes, but remember to ask the price first." β
He hadn't forgotten the last time he brought 500,000 yuan to buy equipment, he thought it was more than enough, but it turned out to be only half the cost of top-level equipment.
Although Damon doesn't like to pretend, he really doesn't want to make this kind of mess again, it's so embarrassing.
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In the Malibu Beach Villa, Tony casually threw away the batrang in his hand, and his face became a little strange.
"The material used in this item is just ordinary steel, and there is nothing special about it except for the shape. Judging from the processing traces, it and the other ten batarts are all inferior products that are uniformly rough-processed, and can be imitated by any handicraft workshop without any technical difficulty. Jarvis's voice rang out.
Tony looked at the batrang that was thrown on the workbench, picked up the cheeseburger on the side, took a bite of it, and said vaguely, "My hunch was right in the first place, this guy did it on purpose." Everything he exposes is an elaborate illusion, and he has been hiding his true identity. β
At this point, he muttered as he munched on his hamburger, "Whether it's that ridiculous antique armor, or the gliding cloak, and the rope dart and this dart, they're all made under the guise of showing everyone." This guy may be using his true identity that no one pays attention to now, watching the play leisurely, and he is playing with everyone. β
With that, he stuffed the rest of the burger into his mouth: "You wait! When my armor is ready, you won't want to run away. I'll unmask you myself, Batman...... No, it's Mr. Mystery! β
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