Chapter 2006 Let’s Talk About Something

Scott exhaled as if he was being pardoned: "That's good. Brother, I thought you were doing that to me, hehe."

Seeing the cute smile, Luke smiled in his heart and was not angry.

In recent years, Internet information has developed, and news in various niche areas has gradually become known.

There are more people coming out publicly and supporting equal rights, and many people are more courageous to express their true orientation.

Both Luke and Selena have met people of the same sex many times when they went out to strike up a conversation.

The beginning of this situation was indeed very similar to what he was doing today, his attitude was a bit too enthusiastic.

So it’s not surprising that Scott got the wrong idea.

This is just like the last generation of China after 2000, when strangers who were too enthusiastic would be suspected of being liars, because this kind of thing is indeed common.

"Don't worry." Luke raised his hand and drew circles on his forehead: "I just have an intuition that you have the temperament of a superhero. Otherwise, most people will think that you are just cosplaying when you dress like this."

Scott thought about it, his face full of surprise: "No wonder the few people in the alley looked at me like that."

Luke felt helpless: I'm here to clean up the ground for you. Otherwise, if you don't narrow your escape immediately, I guarantee that a lot of reporters will come to watch you within half an hour.

This is New York, the most superhero-friendly and superhero-friendly city in the world.

What if it’s a supervillain? Sorry, the Bat-Squad is here to teach any supervillains who cause trouble here some good manners.

There is a local Internet celebrity in New York who simultaneously updates the Bat Team's record, recording how many of them died and how many were disabled.

Of course, the numbers are definitely not accurate, and many bad guys were tricked before they even had a chance to show their faces.

But those records are actually verified real cases, and the error rate is extremely low.

Even if there are many omissions, the number of vicious criminals unlucky in New York in 2011 in this record is as high as more than 3,000.

It sounds like a lot, but on average there are less than ten people a day.

If it is evenly distributed among the dozen members of the Bat Team and the Ursa Minor, each person will get less than one per day.

New York City’s “criminal resources” are increasingly depleted;

We can only protect the neighboring New Jersey city "incidentally".

The same treatment applies to parts of New Jersey, New York, and Rhode Island near New York.

As the saying goes, people die for money.

The prices of illegal drugs and businesses have increased n-fold in New York. Even if you only do one-tenth of the previous volume, you will still make a lot of money.

The gangs who were reluctant to give up on this huge market in New York simply broke into pieces and hid in these surrounding areas to fight guerrillas with the Bat Squad.

Luke knew very well that criminals would never stop, so after controlling the quantity, he basically handed over the daily cleaning tasks to Mindy's Ursa Minor.

At this moment, the sound of knocking sounded not far from the side of the two people.

The two of them turned to look at the same time, and saw a figure exiting the transparent state, with black and gray armor revealed.

Luke didn't say anything, and Scott beside him was so frightened that he tilted his body and held his chest with one hand, looking like he was "scared to the point of making his heart skip a beat."

No wonder he had a strong reaction. In fact, Luke mentioned just now that the Dark Knight "inherited" many of the working styles from Batman, such as - either paralysis or collapse.

Scott is such a good old man, but he feels uncomfortable when he hears this method.

At this moment, he suddenly found the Dark Knight standing next to him. He didn't get sick because of the fright, which was detrimental to his heart health.

The knight looked at Luke with his blue and white eyes: "Sorry, I have something to talk to him about."

Scott stood up immediately: "Okay, I'll leave right away." As he said this, he stepped sideways, trying to squeeze out of the knight.

As a result, he felt his shoulders sink. He turned his head and lowered his eyes. A big black palm was pressing there, and in his ears was the knight's deep voice: "We haven't talked yet."

Scott was about to cry, so he raised his hand and pressed the closing button on the side of the helmet.

He felt that he should not have too much contact with the knight, who looked very gloomy.

Damn it! Will the person who inherits Batman's legacy be a normal person? That must be a mental illness.

Then, Scott felt like he couldn't move his hands.

The black hand pressing on his shoulder lifted up and easily squeezed his hand that pressed the button.

Scott immediately used his other hand to backhand press, a move he had practiced before.

As a result... his two hands were pinched together, much like he was clasping his hands together to beg for mercy.

Luke stood up with a smile: "Knight, Scott is a very nice person, you better not tease him."

Scott was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and looked back and forth between the two of them: "You... are in a group?"

Luke smiled and shook his head, walked out and patted him on the shoulder: "I just happened to fight the same group of criminals as Batman once."

Scott had a "fuck" expression on his face, but he still felt that he had been cheated.

But he didn't give up yet: "Wait a minute, what if he is a bad guy impersonating him? He is wearing a mask."

Luke couldn't laugh or cry, and patted this living treasure on the shoulder again: "Believe me. Anyone who dares to pretend to be the Dark Knight in New York will definitely become a disabled person and be admitted to the ICU tomorrow."

After a pause, he continued: "Don't worry, knights never attack good people."

After saying that, he nodded to the knight dressed as a second-level clone, turned around and left.

Scott watched him leave blankly, and suddenly he felt that the cafe was quiet, with no customers talking and no waiters moving around. It was like a horror movie scene.

Recalling it again, it seemed that he had not heard any noise in the store just a moment ago.

His face turned a little pale: "You, shouldn't you have silenced everyone here?"

The knight chuckled, stretched out his hand and tapped his waist, then opened the storage slot.

The Pym particles were taken out, and he let go of Scott's hands: "Don't worry, it's just a little anesthetic. They can wake up after we finish talking."

Scott cried with a sad face: "Well, can you return it to me first? This is a souvenir from my girlfriend."

The knight sat down and rolled the small tube containing the red Pym particles back and forth on his fingertips: "Oh, really? This looks more like Dr. Pym's product."

As he spoke, he turned his hand, and another small tube containing red Pym particles appeared in his hand.

The two Pym particles were jumping and moving on his fingertips like chasing children.

The difference is that the one Scott took out from his waist was only half a tube, while the one the knight just took out was a full tube.

Scott's eyes went straight: "This, this, this is impossible. How could Dr. Pym hand over the Pym particles?"

The knight didn't take it seriously: "Of course the product has to be sold, do you want to?"

Scott nodded subconsciously.

The knight paused and placed the two tubes of Pym Particles on the table opposite him: "Then let's have a good talk. After that, they will be yours."

Scott's heart skipped a beat: Wait, he didn't dare to go back directly because he didn't have Pym particles.

If you can contact Dr. Pym here through the Dark Knight, it may be possible to obtain enough Pym particles.

By then, no matter whether his teleportation error affected his plan or not, everyone can still travel through the quantum realm again, or even many times, to complete the task of collecting the six gems.