Chapter 23 The Man in Armor

"Tony Stark, you are the noble of my destiny!"

Anton was overjoyed when he saw that the fans had reached the standard, and was so happy that he tap danced on the floor.

He thought that he would have to wait until tomorrow to redeem the Batman master template, but he did not expect that after Betty released the news of "Tony's Last Work" in time to hype the movie, the Batman movie instantly became a hot search and once again attracted the attention of countless people.

Those who weren't originally interested in movies decided to buy a movie ticket for the "dead" Tony.

These people often think that Batman is cool after watching the movie, and feel that the trip is worthwhile, so they join the Batman fan group.

Spend money and effort.

Fan value rose so quickly.

Just from day to night, the speed of the skyrocketing day is already comparable to the moment when the fan value rose the fastest on the day the movie was released.

"exchange!"

Anton immediately entered the system space and exchanged for Batman's basic template.

Something miraculous happened.

Anton, who was in his early 18'8, jumped up a few centimeters abruptly, reaching 188.

The muscles of the whole body squirmed and tightened, and every muscle was full of explosive strength. Especially the eight well-defined abdominal muscles, as hard as a one-meter-thick steel plate.

At the same time, something was crammed into his mind.

In front of him, there was only the skill panel that he could see, and a series of words appeared.

Ultimate Fitness, Knowledgeable, Unyielding Will, Master of Martial Arts, Master of Detective, Master of Tactics, Master of Language, Master of Intimidation, Master of Interrogation, Master of Technique, Master of Escape, Master of Disguise, Master of Tracking.

The dense skills are all lit up!

Seeing this, Anton took a deep breath. Batman is really not a human being.

Combining the information in his head just now, he felt genuine admiration for Batman's efforts.

Bruce Wayne was a man who squeezed human potential to the limit.

Top skills, superb intelligence, and high-tech weapons, these three magic weapons are indispensable, and they are the secret of Batman's invincibility.

Mind a move.

The basic armor immediately appeared outside the body.

Bat Helmet, Bat Uniform, Bat Arm Gloves, Multipurpose Belt, Bat Boots, Bat Messenger, Bat Cape, Bat Dart, Bat Claw Hook Gun, Bat Cable Launcher, and more.

The supporting equipment of the basic armor, with the emergence of the Batman basic armor, appears in the system toolbar that only Anton can see.

"Gudong!"

This is so cool!

Anton suppressed the thought of laughing out loud, and continued to explore the happiness that Batman's main template brought to himself.

He saw that there was also an option for transportation in the toolbar.

[Transportation]: Batmobile, Batplane, Batmobile, Batship, Batjet, Bathelicopter, Batboat, Batjet.

Choose the Batmobile.

Swish!

A motorcycle with huge tires and heavy firepower equipment such as machine guns on its wings instantly appeared on the floor in front of it.

Fortunately, his room was spacious enough, otherwise, the appearance of the Batmobile would not be easy to hide.

See this peculiarly shaped, exaggerated and wild motorcycle.

Anton sat up in an almost "lying" position and twisted the handlebars slightly, as if instructed by an arm.

After a long time of experience, he got out of the car and waved his hand contentedly. The bat motorcycle, the basic armor, including the increased height and abdominal muscles, all disappeared.

Returning to its original appearance, it was inexplicably empty, like those few nights that were drained.

"Since that's the case, just keep the Batman state all the time. The changes in the body are not so big. It is easy to fool the past by saying that it is fitness exercise."

Anton touched his chin.

With another thought, he regained his strong Batman form.

Physical changes are secondary, and he is especially fond of Batman armor.

Summoned out to cover the body, constantly stroking, the cold touch is very refreshing.

Suddenly I understand why Tony Stark indulges in making steel armor after becoming Iron Man.

How can a woman have fun with ironing?

According to the information in his mind, Anton turned on various functions of the Batman armor perspective.

Infrared scanning, thermal induction.

Um?

Anton noticed that a figure was lying outside the room, approaching him not far from the window.

The human figure of the thermal energy display moved little by little.

He looked odd.

thief?

After all, it is a high-end villa area, and the security guard is not so unprofessional.

Especially at night, patrols will be stepped up.

That would be interesting.

Anton pondered for a moment, moved a small bench, and sat by the window.

While familiar with the operation of Batman's armor, he stared at the figure and climbed up his window.

Swish!

John Wick carefully pushed open the window and raised the curtains.

Suddenly stay.

In front of him, a man in cool tech armor and a helmet with two pointed ears sat on a chair with his legs crossed.

A pair of deep eyes, like magic, are staring at him with interest.

The moment he saw him, the corner of the man's lips lifted, and his body suddenly disappeared from his sight.

not good!

John Wick let go abruptly, and wanted to jump off the lawn from the second floor to escape, but he was suddenly hit in the head, and his body flew out involuntarily and landed on the lawn.

"Humph!"

With a muffled groan, his mind was confused for a moment, unable to care about the pain, he subconsciously got up and wanted to run.

Fortunately, the soil of the lawn is soft, and for the King of Killers, who has experienced many battles, he adjusted his posture when he fell from the window, and he was not seriously injured.

boom!

However, the figure that seemed to be hiding in the darkness followed closely behind him and moved left and right.

John Wick didn't run a few steps, his knees hurt, and he rolled forward again.

"Shet!!"

He gritted his teeth, knowing that the opponent was difficult to deal with, and he could not run away, so he made a decision immediately.

Standing still, he raised his gun and focused, capturing the figure in the dark.

"Ha ha!"

I don't know if it's an illusion or not, the sound of the wind is accompanied by a low laughter, which seems to be mocking John Wick's oversight.

Whoosh! !

The figure drifted along with the wind, from far to near, and quickly enlarged in John Wick's sight.

The latter pulled the trigger without hesitation.

shhhhh!

The pistol fitted with the silencer engulfed the tongue of flame, and the peanut-like bullet scorched the gun's chamber, cut through the air, and slashed straight into the shadow's chest.

clang!

It was the crashing sound that made John Wick desperate.

Bulletproof armor!

Foul!

The last thought flashed through his mind.

The next moment, his eyes went black, he lost consciousness, and collapsed on the lawn.

When John Wick opened his eyes again, he was chained to a dimly lit basement, unable to move.

In front of him is still the mysterious man in armor and helmet with amazing skills.

"Go ahead."

The man folded his arms and looked down at him from top to bottom, high above him.

He said in a commanding tone, "Who sent you here?"