With the belief of a desperate counterattack, Bronsky stretched out his big hand and grabbed the oncoming car.
His strength is enough to tear a car into pieces of steel and throw them away.
Even if the Dark Knight cannot be killed, he can be knocked away so that he is not completely powerless to fight back.
This way everyone is on the same starting line.
The next moment, there was a sudden roar under his feet and a strong lift came, and his outstretched palm was just a little bit away from the approaching car.
Bronsky opened his eyes wide and stretched out his fingers, trying to grasp the "weapon" that was about to be in his hand, but he found in despair that it was getting farther and farther away from him.
The transformed nano-combat boots under his feet spewed out strong flames, causing his huge body to rise from the ground and be thrown back to the golf course in a back-jumping high jump.
The car owner who escaped the disaster was still in shock. Just as he stepped on the brakes, he heard a roar from the night sky above, "No~~~"
Bronsky was flying in the air again, extremely angry.
From the very beginning, he was sent by Luke through air express.
After trying out a lot of Luke's strange equipment, he finally felt a little afraid.
If he flew into the air again, he would become a sitting duck with no control over his movements, and the Dark Knight would have enough time to smear his face with those disgusting gadgets.
Therefore, the only way to control it is to run close to the ground.
But why did he fly again? Bronski roared and reached out to touch the culprit's feet.
There was nothing unusual to touch, as if there was nothing there.
He tried to turn his head and look at his heels clearly, and finally saw his two big black soles and a circle of flames coming out from the edges of his soles.
It was this thing that made him ascend to heaven on the spot.
A fierce light flashed in Bronski's eyes, and he began to tear at the black soles with both hands.
With an unpleasant hissing sound, he tore several large cuts on the soles of his feet, and a yellow-green liquid flowed out of the wounds.
But the nanodevice that was originally fused with his skin was also destroyed, and it stalled with two fart sounds.
Bronski fell down as he wished, and with a loud bang, he created another big hole on the golf course.
He struggled to climb out of the pit, and saw the lingering black armor falling from the sky again, stopping not far away and hooking his finger at him: "Kang Mu Ang Asuo."
Bronsky: "...Aa ...
For the next ten minutes or so, the golf course was filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves: "Boss Zha, don't touch me."
"I want to go out."
"Get out of here, get out of here."
More than a dozen helicopters, dozens of TV interview vehicles, and hundreds of reporters arrived one after another, pointing their cameras at the golf course and starting a strong surveillance.
Bronski has lost his original ferocity.
He struggled to crawl on the grass, yearning for the free city that was just around the corner, with tears welling up in his eyes.
The devilish black armor appeared behind him again, grabbed his feet and dragged him back: "No, today's experiment time is too tight, I have to inconvenience you, Bronski."
Bronsky danced with his hands and grabbed handfuls of dirt and grass from the ground: "No, I don't want it."
"No, you need to. A thorough physical examination will be beneficial to your physical and mental health." Luke said as he dragged him back to the golf course and pressed him to the ground.
Then Luke raised his big steel foot and stomped hard on the back of the head with the bone spur.
Boom boom boom!
A dull sound like that of a pile driver was heard, and the ground within a hundred meters nearby shook.
The huge wounds on Bronski's hands and feet had not yet healed much before he gradually lost the ability to struggle.
He is not a green fat man, and his high physical defense does not mean infinite.
There was no way he could endure being stepped on the back of his head five or six times in one second by a large alloy foot.
Hundreds of cameras around silently witnessed the rare "atrocities" of the Dark Knight, and no one said a word.
No one came to stop Luke, even though the Dark Knight was the "second generation" who adhered to the "no killing principle".
Because Batman has already set a precedent - aliens are not considered human.
Not to mention the aftermath of the fight between Bronski and the Flaming Man on Park Avenue, which had left more than fifty people dead and more than three hundred injured.
Only a psychopath would sympathize with such an inhuman monster.
Feeling that Bronski's mental fluctuations were getting lower and lower and he was close to coma, Luke finally jumped up and stomped his feet twice before he finally stopped.
Glancing at the pile of cameras nearby, he sighed: We can't expose Space No. 2 here. These hundreds of professional onlookers will let the whole world know.
He grabbed Bronski and held him under his armpit and walked towards the seaside.
In order to ensure that Bronski could not recover before entering the sea, he had to continue to "finish off" on this guy to maintain his symptoms of severe concussion.
So, in front of many reporters and countless viewers watching in front of the TV, the Dark Knight put one hand around the neck of the yellow-green monster and punched the monster in the face with the other hand.
Fighting as they walked, the man and the monster climbed over the hill, walked across the shallows, entered the sea east of the golf course, and disappeared.
Countless people let out a long sigh, were silent for a moment, and finally cheered.
People watching TV had already learned about the casualties caused by the giant monster through reports from various reporters.
The Dark Knight acted a little bit cruel this time, but just like Batman killing hundreds of thousands of Chitauri alone, it proves that they are the guardians of mankind.
You murderous monster, you'd better die!
However, there was still a small group of people who were horrified when watching the scenes on TV.
Among them, the people with the highest level of fear are members of local New York gangs, followed by professionals in various violent crimes, while small-time thugs are not that scared.
They know that compared to the strict first generation, the second generation nowadays actually doesn't care much about small fry like them.
It has been a long time since the New York Orthopedics Department has received a gangster with a broken finger. The starting price for the second generation of the Dark Knight is a broken limb.
Because those who were dealt with had at least committed serious injuries while committing crimes.
The small-time thugs who rely on stealing skills or selling hard labor to retail weed belong to the low-risk group.
Over the past year or so, most of the gangsters in New York have gradually become casual fans or even die-hard fans of the Dark Knight.
The principle is probably similar to that of some societies worshipping Guan Er Ge.
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Luke used physical shock to push Bronski to the bottom of the sea and immediately put him into Space No. 2.
It wasn't as easy for him to deal with this guy as the reporters and spectators thought.
In fact, except for some taboos and inconvenient to use weapons, Luke even used integrated telekinesis and annihilation energy.
Don't think that only Bronsky has a headache, Lu also has a headache.
However, Bronski's pain was physical, while Luke's was caused by multiple bursts of mental power that annihilated energy.
But the annihilation energy that exploded at full force was unable to completely split Bronski.