Soon, half of the more than twenty people in the bus came out, and the weight to keep the vehicle balanced was not enough, and the vehicle body began to lean forward.
The people in the car panicked.
Luke: "I'll hold the car steady, don't panic, just keep climbing out."
While speaking, he interrupted the external microphone: "Turn on the auxiliary bracket."
With a slight clanging sound, two alloy brackets popped out from the outside of his legs. After he lifted his legs, the claws popped out from the brackets again, and deeply penetrated into the ground.
"People behind, speed up." He said again through the external microphone.
The slightly shaking body of the car stabilized again, but the rear compartment he was grasping with both hands creaked and deformed rapidly, indicating that it was under a huge pulling force.
When the last four were left, the ground suddenly shook again.
It was an aftershock.
The aftershock was not strong, but it was fatal to the current bus.
The crack at the original viaduct fracture expanded again, and after a few bangs, a large piece of the bridge collapsed and fell.
Luke only had time to grab one of the people who got close to the window and threw it out. The remaining three screamed in horror, and their bodies involuntarily slid towards the front of the car below.
"The hand brace is activated," he said.
The two alloy brackets popped out with both hands, and they were inserted through the rear compartment.
The car body shook violently and stopped again.
"Climb up, quick." Luke frowned.
If there were only these three people at the beginning, he would have more choices, whether he rushed in to protect the three people directly, or tied them up with rope darts, he could keep them safe.
But the previous rescue operation left him without such sufficient time to prepare, and now he is even more unable to spare.
Once he retracted the alloy bracket holding the bus, the three of them would fall with the vehicle.
Luke can guarantee the safety of two people at most, and the life of the third person can only depend on luck.
"Who, throw my rope dart in and drag them out." He said to the rescued passenger who had just been thrown out not far away.
The man stood up trembling all over, and only took two steps when another aftershock came, and the entire bridge deck made a slight clicking sound.
He screamed in terror, turned and ran.
Luke just sighed softly and didn't look at the man again.
This is not ungrateful.
Once the average person is frightened, he can no longer place much hope in the logic of his actions.
His mind turned quickly, and he was ready.
In case the three people inside couldn't climb up, he forcibly retracted the bracket and rushed into the car to save people.
The life of the third one depends only on luck.
At this time, the intelligent system reminded: "There is a flying object approaching at high speed in the northwest, and the speed is close to Mach one."
Luke looked sideways at the sky and frowned: "Missile? It seems a little slow!"
No matter how you look at the tail flame of that thing, it looks like something like a missile, but the speed is not that fast.
Intelligent program: "The height of the flying object is similar to that of a human being, and its length is about two meters. No missile with a similar shape has been found in the database."
Luke stared at the rapidly approaching flying object, his eyes widened suddenly, and he whispered subconsciously: "Wang Defa?!"
It was really unexpected that he could swear even when he was calm.
In less than ten seconds, this thing flew above him, stopped with a beautiful tail flick, and amidst the gorgeous flames, a burst of intense rock music sounded: "allyyouenhoantamanofthestreet..."
"Big man, you seem to be in a little trouble?" A voice that escaped from the joke asked.
Luke rolled his eyes: "You can wait until you finish saving people to talk nonsense."
Tony in the armor raised his brows, and once again had a new understanding of Batman's calmness.
How should I have some applause for my appearance
Well, well, this guy has no hands or legs to spare, and that's the price of poor technique. He curled his lips, despising the opponent's technical level again.
The silver battle armor sank in the air and fell below the viaduct gap.
The next moment, Luke's expression changed: "Retract the leg brace."
The huge force pushed the bus up from below, and he added another force, and the bus was pushed back to the bridge.
He got into the car and quickly threw the three people inside out of the hole: "Hurry up and get off the bridge, this place may collapse at any time."
The three of them were lying on the ground like dead fish. When they heard this, an inexplicable force appeared, and they got up with difficulty and ran back.
However, even though they were fleeing for their lives, they couldn't help but look back again and again.
At the break, Luke looked up at the sky again, with flames spraying from his feet, and the magnificent silver armor, and ten thousand mud horses galloped past in his heart: Nima! Who will tell me why this young master made this thing now
Hasn't this young man been kidnapped yet? Isn't the chest still pitted!
Tony in the air was obviously a little excited: "Okay, I saved you, now let's fight."
As soon as Luke heard this, he knew that a certain young man really hadn't changed his nature. This set of steel armor, which had basically taken shape, was actually used to trouble him.
"I admit defeat." He said immediately.
In the air, relying on the jet engine, Tony, who was maintaining his balance, swayed for a while, almost spiraling into the sky: "hat?"
"As long as you save more people than me tonight, then I will lose." Luke said, and he ran into the traffic behind him.
Tony: "Don't run away! You treat me like a child, will you eat me?"
In his sight, Luke had rushed to the direction of the viaduct, and pulled the driver out of the SUV driver's seat: "Is this car insured?"
The driver was terrified: "I bought it, I bought it."
"Let's go, you can tell them that I smashed your car." Luke said, pushing the driver away.
The alloy bracket on the battle armor protruded, and with a sudden force, the suv, which was stuck at the bridge head and made it impossible for all vehicles to pass, was lifted off and fell off the viaduct.
It's not over yet.
The driver of the big truck that was almost squeezed together with him was also thrown out, and then the truck was started by Luke, squeezed away the car next to him, smashed through the guardrail and fell.
Luke jumped out before the truck fell, and said to the driver of the car who had just stepped on the bridge: "Reverse! Get back quickly."
The driver quickly followed suit, he didn't want to be asked "Have you bought insurance for the car?"
Although he bought it, he didn't want to see his car being thrown away like garbage.
As the two vehicles blocking the traffic were disposed of, the vehicles on the bridge were finally able to reverse in turn.
As long as you get off the bridge, there is a large open space around, and there is no danger at all.
After Luke cleared the driveway, he removed the two guardrails not far below the bridge and threw them away, commanding the vehicles getting off the bridge to drive into the large wasteland first, and give way to the cars behind.
Otherwise, the road would be full of cars, and the hundreds of cars would not be able to retreat at all.
No one dared to object.
Just now Batman directly got the two blocked cars off the bridge, and everyone saw it.
Obviously, Batman at this time is more concerned about human life than property. . m.