The middle-aged man with clairvoyance didn't care: "If every plan can succeed at once, it's not a plan, but fate. But failure to capture is not a bad thing."
Shredder sneered: "Why, failure to capture him is actually a success for you?"
Clairvoyant waved his hand, still with that mysterious and confident smile on his face: "Because you did an unexpectedly good job, this is more suitable for us to implement the backup plan."
Shredder: "Backup plan?"
Clairvoyance: "Actually this is just a test, the follow-up is the real plan I prepared. If Batman can be caught so easily, he is just a minor character, and minor characters do not need to use formal plans."
Shredder: "What are you officially planning?"
Clairvoyant laughed: "A saintly hero turns into a despised source of disaster. This process should be very interesting and long. We just need to watch those stupid ordinary people and smart politicians perform."
Shredder was silent for a moment, then nodded, "That's the best. My loss this time is too great. The Blood God experiment is my one-of-a-kind product. I'm afraid it won't be possible to create another one in a short period of time. It shouldn't have been lost here in the first place."
Clairvoyance: "Cut off one head and two will grow. We have enough confidence, don't we?"
Seeing his confident look, Shredder could only remind him again: "Remember to investigate the guy with the black and white skull face. I can sense that the Blood God experiment subject had no power to resist him and was killed. This guy definitely won't go after normal humans. Well, if you have a chance, help me capture the black man in the black leather jacket. His blood will be useful for my experiment."
Clairvoyance: "Everything is as you wish."
The helicopter gradually flew away into the dark night sky.
…
Night passes and day comes, and busyness and chaos still fill New York.
Countless pictures and videos are being spread on television and the Internet. Although various network departments try their best to suppress them, there are always some that slip through the net and spread.
There is no need to cover up the matter itself because it cannot be covered up at all.
However, many of the images and videos are too bloody and not suitable for everyone to watch.
The news exploded on the Internet.
The army of man-eating monsters, the sudden appearance of the superhero team, and the heavy casualties among New Yorkers and NYPD police officers are all the focus of public attention.
Luke and Selina were very busy and did not return until dawn.
After washing and eating, they both went back to their room to sleep.
After working on two fronts all night, Luke was a little tired.
His original body was maintaining order and rescuing citizens, while his clone was also busy, invisibly checking the sewers where the experimental subjects appeared.
If we really have to wait for SHIELD to come and review it, we don’t know if it will take a few days or even more than ten days.
During the review, he also had to check whether any clues were missed during the battle and retreat of each teammate.
Although this possibility is not high, since it was he who made the call, he will have to take more responsibility for the cleanup.
In this way, I was so busy that I didn't have a chance to rest until I got home.
After a thorough rest for two hours, Luke was too lazy to get up and still dozed off in bed.
On the other side, the clone in the beach villa started to work.
Most of the information from last night is with Ah Fu, so it is most convenient to start work here.
Holding coffee and snacks, Luke opened the back door facing the sea and sat on the rocking chair on the porch. He looked at the gloomy sky and sighed, "It's going to be windy."
The sky was overcast, no longer as clear as it had been in the past few days. Gusts of sea breeze blew, ruffling his shirt.
After a while, dull thunder sounded, dark clouds rolled, and rustling sounds came from far away, and countless tiny raindrops fell, and it began to rain.
Luke looked at New York disappearing into the rain in the distance, his mind full of thoughts. After a moment, he walked into the house and said, "Afu, make an appointment for Tony and ask him to come out and talk."
Ah Fu: "Okay, Master."
Tony's reply came quickly: "Where?"
Luke looked at the sea not far away and said, "Tell him to go to the White Rock Park Pier. Remember to cover his face."
A few minutes later, Tony suddenly sent another message: "Can I bring someone with me? She is from the relevant department and wants to talk to you."
Luke thought about it and replied, "Okay."
Half an hour later, Tony was followed by a petite young woman standing on the dock with an umbrella.
At this moment, he was wearing a Yankees cap, a jacket, big sunglasses, and jeans, and he looked nothing like his original self.
The woman behind him was also wearing an ordinary hoodie and jeans, which was also very ordinary.
There was almost no one in White Rock Park under the rain, and the pier was also empty.
Tony frowned, changed his hand to hold the umbrella, and looked at his watch: "This guy hasn't come yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an ordinary three-story white yacht came and stopped steadily in front of the dock.
At the same time, Jarvis reminded in the headset: "Mr. Bruce's ship has arrived and he is inviting you to board."
Tony curled his lips: "Pretending to be mysterious again."
Having said that, he quickened his pace and got on the yacht in a few steps. The young woman behind him also quickly followed, and the two of them entered the cabin.
The yacht started again and turned away.
When I walked into the cabin, I saw that it was obviously the living room, but there was no one inside.
Tony: "Bruce, you can come out now."
Alfu's voice sounded: "Mr. Stark, the master is not on the ship, please wait a moment."
Tony smacked his lips. “I feel like I’ve fallen into the trap of a movie villain.”
Having said that, his sunglasses have begun to scan the yacht.
Maybe some mysterious slut is hiding here. It would be fun to find him.
Ah Fu suddenly spoke up again to remind him, "Mr. Stark, although I am just a program, it is still embarrassing for me to have you scan me inside my body. Please respect my privacy, okay? Thank you."
Tony: …
YOUNG WOMAN: …
Tony, who was caught on the scene, was not embarrassed at all. He walked to the bar and sat down naturally. "Well, sorry, after all, not every program has a yacht as a body. By the way, what should I call you?"
Ah Fu: "My name is Alfred, but you can call me "Ah Fu" too."
Tony: "Ah Fu? Chinese name?"
Ah Fu: “Yes.”
Tony was interested: "Then give me a drink first, and we can talk."
Ah Fu: "I'm sorry, the yacht is about to dive, so we can't provide drinks for the time being, Mr. Stark."
Tony: "Dive?"
Ah Fu: "Yes. Actually, it's a submarine."
As it finished speaking, the doors began to make slight noises and began to close.
Ten seconds later, Alfu's voice sounded again: "Okay, now we are in cruise mode. What kind of drinks would you like, Mr. Stark? And this beautiful lady, do you need a drink?"
Tony: …
YOUNG WOMAN: …