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"You are a righteous bastard, Downey." Batman said very seriously.
"It's a coincidence, I think of you that way too."
With a harder effort, Downey smoked most of a cigarette, then threw it on the ground and trampled it out. When he reached his life level, he didn't need something like tobacco to refresh his mind. It was purely addictive.
It's the same with tea or something.
"I'm leaving. Before I leave, I'll see you. Although your personality has changed a lot. It's not as naive as in previous years, but I always feel that it's not enough." Downey looked at Batman's growing stronger body. Said.
"I will never become like you. You like to use violence to control violence, and I like to let the law control violence." Batman said hoarsely.
"Really? But in my opinion, the law is nothing more than alternative violence."
Downey was chatting like talking to an old friend, although he and Bruce had an unpleasant past, but that didn't get in the way.
"The law regulates the behavior of the perpetrator in the form of words, and the court, the police, the army, and the government are used as the enforcement unit to catch the perpetrator by violence. In my opinion, the law is just a larger violent unit. ."
"But what if there are enemies beyond the limits of legal restraint? Domam, Mephisto, Sannomiya, Doomsday...how do you use the law to restrain such enemies?" Downey looked at each other quietly.
"I won't keep my hands against demons, but I can deal with humans." Batman said.
Downey moved his foot away, revealing the crushed cigarette underneath. After looking at it for a while, he let out a low laugh: "What about me? If I want to destroy the world one day, will you keep your hands after you defeat me? Let the law judge me? You know, Bruce, even if I am in jail, I can easily escape."
The gusty wind howled, and the dark clouds rolled, revealing a ray of bright moonlight, peeking into the earth.
"Yes." Batman spit out a word.
The dark clouds obscured the moonlight again, just like before.
Downey took a deep look at Batman. Well, it's still so...respectful and disgusting. For people like Batman, sometimes I really don't know what to use to communicate.
When people describe Batman, they like to use words such as "compete with the gods as a mortal".
But in Downey's view, Batman clearly "controls the divinity with the body of a mortal."
Batman walks in the gap between light and darkness, stubbornly holding on to what is reliable, but he has to make people suspicious.
Downey turned and left, slowly, walking towards the shadows, step by step.
"Bruce, listen to me. The Doomsday Cells you have researched have many ills, and it's best to never use that thing. I leave you a hole card to use desperately, not for you to use it as a conventional weapon. You still Keep fighting with your armor and wisdom."
Downey dropped a paragraph, and his figure was completely hidden in the darkness, disappearing.
Batman watched indifferently, his palm slowly moved away from his belt, and he listened to the sudden sound of the police siren in the distance, which was extremely harsh in the silent night. He took out the bat dart to aim at a tall building, jumped up, and then spread his wings and glided like a giant bat.
Knight of Gotham Night.
Wayne Manor, the underground bat cave, Batman's ghostly shadow flashed in, and the dim light flickered his figure against the backdrop.
Batman took off his hood, revealing a more weathered face and eyes that were far deeper and calmer than before.
He took out a test tube filled with red liquid from his belt and observed it. Those very large and weird cells can almost be seen with the naked eye, as if they were alive, shrinking, breathing, and dormant. With.
The Destroyer Cell, this is what Batman has researched after getting Luther's brain and some basic information.
An incomplete killer, this is also his trump card, he is very aware of the danger of this serum.
However, this is also the biggest weapon he has arranged for himself-the strongest weapon against Downey.
The second generation anti-Downey armor.
Batman is ready to inject the serum into his body at any time, making himself a monster, and playing on a day when Downey is out of control.
"I hope I haven't used this thing."
Batman murmured and sat down in his chair wearily.
He has been secretly preparing all kinds of backhands. For every outstanding individual on the planet, he silently collects information, analyzes their personalities, and prepares countermeasures.
And Downey naturally bears the brunt, the ability to activate machinery is equivalent to making Batman's armor completely useless.
So, Batman's own flesh and blood is the best weapon, and the only weapon that can fight Downey.
The incomplete Doomsday cell is more appropriate than the Doomsday virus.
Challenge the powerful virus of the gods with the body of a mortal.
"It's ironic..."
Batman shook his head, carefully hid the thing, kept it close to himself, turned on the computer, and continued to browse the large amount of information on it.
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Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner. The Sky Eye is already producing genetic medicine in batches. Only when Downey emigrates mutants who want to leave the earth, they will inject genetic medicine into ordinary people.
Even put drugs into daily food, drinking water, and rainwater.
The core technology of gene medicine is selective genetic technology, which removes the X gene from the human genetic sequence, so that even the newly formed fertilized egg will no longer carry the X gene.
The offspring of the two mutants will no longer have the X gene.
After leaving the earth, Downey would immediately vaccinate the people who followed him, so that they would ignore the effect of the genetic medicine and lose a weakness.
Everything is being prepared.
Many people rushed to see off.
"Man, remember to say when you come back next time, I'll prepare a big meal for you." Tony drove a sports car to the manor and gave a bottle of premium brandy as a gift.
"I know that it was you who stole my brandy last time. For this reason, I also specially modified Jarvis's trial procedures." Tony joked.
"It's not me, you have admitted wrong." As he said, he pointed to the honest king, "He did it~www.mtlnovel.com~ Look at his size, he is more greedy."
Wang looked dazed and looked at them in confusion.
"Hey, man, long time no see!" Tony walked over, looking familiar.
"Do we know each other?" Wang was even more dazed.
He just came to see him off, so why did so many things come out?
Stephen walked over with his Wannian assistant Nick Tims and nodded heavily at Downey.
"After you leave, we will protect this planet," Stephen said solemnly.
"Well, anyway, I have resigned, Honorable Master Master." Downey put his hand on Stephen's shoulder, came to a place far away from the crowd, and whispered.
"There is one more thing I must remind you... about the earth's core." (https:)