RNP Chapter 14: Running away is shameful, but it's useful.
Chapter 14: Running away is shameful, but it's useful.
Chapter 14: Running away is shameful, but it's useful.
Dawuwu humming—
With the engine groaning, Chen Tao sped away, swallowing back the boastful words Bain was about to utter.
For the first time, a look of horror appeared on Bain's face.
His intelligence assessment of Batman was seriously flawed.
What is that?
He replayed in his mind what his eyes had seen in that one second.
How could a human foot possibly turn into a wheel?
"you--"
Once he realized what was happening, he immediately took off after him, pulling out an earpiece and putting it on as he ran.
"Zombie man! Caveman! Birdman!"
"We're here, Bain!"
Bain's men answered over the radio communication channel.
"The plan has changed; everyone's coming to chase after them."
Subordinate: ?
Bain's gaze was deep and unfathomable:
"I need to figure out exactly what happened to the bats."
Despite carrying four people on his back, Chen Tao took off running—no, he turned on his wheels and ran—and Bain couldn't catch up for a while.
The Batmobile is universally hated in its own world, so running away is naturally a passive skill. Chen Tao tensed his glutes—his liquid nitrogen injector.
"Good heavens!"
Killer Croc stared at Chen Tao's feet, which had turned into wheels: "Bat, I didn't know you had this ability."
"Stop talking nonsense, Death Shooter, get ready to fire!"
"..."
My name is Floyd Lawton, I am twenty-seven years old, and I am Death Shooter.
I am currently being chased by a monster muscleman who is over three meters tall. He just killed three of my companions, and I have no doubt that he could smash me into a biscuit with one punch.
But I'm not worried at all now, because he can't run as fast as my horse.
"..."
However, there is still one problem, a very, very important problem.
The horse I'm riding right now is named Batman.
"Awooooooo—"
A huge rock flew over the head of Death Shooter, who was sitting on Chen Tao's left shoulder, with a whooshing sound, startling him so much that his sphincter muscles tightened.
Da da da……
He pulled out his submachine gun and fired behind him; the recoil and jolting made the flesh on his face ripple like waves on the Gotham River.
Even with the jarring motion on his shoulder, his bullet still struck Bane precisely in the eye, forcing the man to cover his face with his hand.
"We're doomed!"
He yelled at Batman, "Why don't you just go up and fight Bane?"
Because you simply can't beat them, you idiot.
Chen Tao said, "To protect your safety, I can't take care of you while fighting Bane."
The Cheshire Cat immediately put on an expression of being touched, even though she was wearing a mask and her face was completely obscured.
"It's okay, you don't need to worry..."
Deathshooer glanced sideways at Cheshire Cat. "You really believe his nonsense?"
He fell into deep thought. There must be a special reason for Batman's actions, but he knew too little about it at the moment, leaving him completely in the dark.
"Your feet..."
"Shut up, just get in the car, I'll figure out a solution!"
"you……"
Chen Tao, his prostate adrenaline flailing, narrowly dodged a boulder thrown by Bain, and said irritably, "What is it now?"
"Look ahead!"
Chen Tao turned his head and saw several large buses blocked in the middle of the road ahead, with Bain's men standing on them, waiting for him to run into them.
"So, what's your plan now?"
Chen Tao gritted his teeth.
……
……
……
"Super Baby" is a newly opened restaurant in Gotham City. In order to attract customers, the waitresses are dressed as superpowered beings, which is quite sexy.
Inside the shop, two police officers sat by the floor-to-ceiling windows, enjoying a hearty breakfast.
"Beep beep beep... Help! The clown just robbed our bank, you have to..."
The slightly older policeman and the younger policeman exchanged a glance, then nonchalantly turned off their communicators.
"Oh, it's okay, Batman will bring the Joker back."
The slightly younger policeman said, "That's right, we'll just be cleaning up the mess anyway, why bother?"
They exchanged a glance, found common ground with each other, and then burst into laughter...
"..."
"So, would you like to order more food?" the waitress dressed as Harley Quinn asked impatiently.
They ordered more food, and the older police officer continued, "After so many years in Gotham, I'm hardly surprised anymore."
"Yeah, there's always work to be done. You remember the other day when Poison Ivy robbed Star Labs, and Gordon was all flustered like something terrible had happened? And now? Hahahaha!"
"That's right, anything can happen in Gotham," the old policeman took a sip of his beer. "I wouldn't be surprised if I saw a dinosaur wearing skateboard shoes on the street right now. But what's that saying again? The sun still rises, and Batman can solve everything."
The young policeman froze.
"?" The old policeman looked at the dumbfounded young officer with a puzzled expression.
"Look...look behind you!"
He turned his head and saw a huge green Tyrannosaurus Rex, at least 6 meters tall, croaking as it walked past on the street.
It wore a somewhat tattered suit, exactly like Batman's, revealing its strong, anthropomorphic arms and thighs, which were wrapped with golden spiked arm armor, and a mask on its head—although the mask looked like it wasn't wearing anything at all on its dinosaur head.
He was holding several indistinct little things in his left and right hands, which looked like several people and a large lizard.
"???"
The lively atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly fell silent, and everyone stared blankly outside, watching the dinosaur's tail disappear around the corner.
The two policemen exchanged a glance.
"Hahahaha—"
"We must be seeing things. How could something like this happen?"
They patted each other on the back, laughing so hard they could barely breathe, then fell silent together.
A loud bang was heard, clearly the sound of a rocket exploding.
The dinosaur came back, now with two wheels on its feet, and was being chased by three people carrying rocket launchers and a muscular man.
"roar!"
The two policemen looked at each other.
"Eeya—"
boom!
The restaurant doors were flung open, and a large group of customers screamed and rushed out, successfully skipping out on their bill!
Two policemen ran out of the store, trembling as they pulled out their small pistols. They watched as the large green dinosaur was blocked here and there on the street, running back and forth.
Rockets flew wildly, bullets whizzed by. Parked cars were hit by rockets, flipped into the air with a loud bang, and then grabbed by the muscular man, who hurled them like shot puts at the dinosaur. People on the street screamed in agony and scattered in all directions, leaving a trail of devastation in their wake.
Look at what you've been protecting!
Even while running away, the giant green dinosaur didn't forget to save people. He scooped up a little girl who was nearly hit by a falling lamppost, then a middle-aged man who had fallen, before casually abandoning them along the way. He hopped and weaved, as agile as a giant ape. The four people chasing him were furious, but how could they keep up with those long legs that could slide more than ten meters in a single step?
Finally, this giant creature seemed to have been provoked by the four relentless pursuers, and it actually turned around and brutally beat up two of the men carrying rocket launchers. Before those two could escape and before the muscular strongman could find them, the green dinosaur made its escape once again.
He suddenly leaped up, using the tires on his feet to push off the wall in mid-air. Using the reaction force from the rotation, he shot up the wall with a whoosh, jumped onto the roof, and smashed a large area of bricks and tiles. The four pursuers also climbed onto the roof. They chased and fled, and soon disappeared from sight, leaving only two policemen looking at each other in bewilderment.
Someone nearby was wailing, "My car!" The road was littered with flames and ruins. A fire hydrant exploded, soaking two people who couldn't get out of the way.
The older policeman sighed calmly and serenely.
"Okay, so what exactly happened? Was that dinosaur Batman?"
The young policeman calmly replied, "Who cares? Our job is to clean up the mess. Damn it, sometimes I feel like an NPC living in a game."
"I think so too!" the old policeman joked. "If the world were a book, the two of us would probably be the kind of extras in the book who don't even have names."
"Right, Sean!"
"That's right, Boris!"
They patted each other on the back, laughing so hard they could barely breathe, then fell silent together.
"Damn it, I have to work again."
"Yes, Mom's Fakle."
"Wait a minute, since superhero villains will still cause chaos on the streets after we're done washing, does it really matter whether we wash now or later?"
"Hey—that makes sense! Let's go back and eat. I only ate half a bite of the donut."
So, the two tough guys, Tan Zhengxing and his flag, quickly accepted it all, wiped their heads, and went back to continue eating breakfast.
(End of this chapter)