Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 320 I'm fucking Reiner!
Barry was quite pleased when he saw the firefighter's uniform that Cisco had taken out. He didn't want to have to take off his clothes in the street a third time.

Perhaps after some time he will be able to precisely control his speed and avoid the embarrassing incident of taking off his clothes due to running too fast, but for now, this combat uniform that allows him to run freely is indeed of great significance to him.

“Alright, everything is ready now.” Barry nodded. “Next, all we need to do is find Ma Dong.”

“This,” Caitlin said, holding a tablet in her hand, “I just used the Star Labs satellite to check the unusual weather in Central City—there’s a location where the atmospheric pressure is changing rapidly.”

Cisco patted Barry on the arm: "Dude, we've got him."

"Joe, do you think we can catch Clyde Madon?"

“I can’t say for sure, Eddie, but the last place the Ma Dong brothers came to before that plane crashed was this farm, their hiding place—then, if we can be sure he’s here, we can at least call the rest of the group.”

Joe took a deep breath, his expression slightly serious. The memories this warehouse held for him weren't pleasant, but thankfully his partner, Sel, hadn't died there. Being able to retire alive was already a pretty good ending.

“Be careful,” he warned Eddie. “Draw your gun and be on guard. One of my colleagues has already been shot here. Don’t let it happen again.”

"it is good."

The two cautiously entered the farm building. The sun had already set, and the light inside was still dim, just like that day.

But this time was different from the last. Joe and Eddie only took a few steps inside before they saw a person sitting quietly inside. The familiar figure and hair color made Joe recognize him at a glance.

Looking at the composed Clyde Madon, Joe became increasingly wary. Nine months ago, this guy was like a stray dog, only daring to hide in the farm and use a pistol to ambush people; but today, facing the same situation, he stood openly under the lights in the center of the building.

After gaining superpowers, this guy's arrogant and irritable side seems to be gradually becoming more prominent along with his abilities.

"Hands behind your head, stand up." Joe gestured for Eddie to point the gun at Ma Dong, then pulled out handcuffs from his pocket, preparing to cuff him: "It's over, Ma Dong."

"Oh, you've found me."

Faced with Joe's warning, Ma Dong didn't even look back. He smiled easily and said, "Remember that night, Detective? The Star Labs exploded, and the storm that followed was very sudden. Our plane crashed in the storm."

"When I woke up on the ground, I found myself to have survived a great calamity and gained this power. From that moment on, I understood completely—I am God."

"Oh, shut the hell up." Joe rolled his eyes. He couldn't stand this kind of childish, chuunibyou-ish, and self-centered talk. It was like a frog in a well, imagining that the world revolves around it, that the sky is only as big as the well opening, and even shamelessly calling itself God.

Arrogant, ignorant, and foolish, even a criminal, lacking both morality and ability, and even preferring to deny the real world through his own fantasies, it is a crime against everyone to give such a person even the slightest power or authority.

Just like now, within the first second of Clyde gaining his power, he had already begun looting Central City. The Gold Bank was only the third robbery he had committed this month.

Joe held the handcuffs, Eddie held the gun, and Clyde seemingly cooperated by raising his hands. The two then moved directly behind Clyde, ready to grab him.

"call--!"

Just as Joe and Eddie approached, a powerful gust of wind suddenly erupted from around Clyde, sending the two flying several meters away.

Joe, a seasoned detective, rolled on the spot to absorb some of the impact, but when he looked up, Eddie's body was already slammed onto the haystack, unconscious. Clyde sneered disdainfully, "You think you can stop God with a gun?"

"Why would a God rob a bank?"

Joe's casual question left Clyde Ben speechless for a long time, and even Ma Zhaodi, who was hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but agree in his heart: "That's right, that's right, bro. This birdman is still a distance from being a god, but he's already far from being a human."

He's a complete genius.

Unexpectedly, Joe's questioning did not break Clyde's composure. He looked at the two officers lying on the ground and coldly replied, "You're right."

"My perspective was indeed too narrow before."

Within the time it takes to say a few words, a terrifying high-speed airflow has already formed around him. It grows larger and larger until it completely tears apart the top of the farm greenhouse, forming a visible tornado.

Joe carried Eddie out of the room with all his might. He watched Clyde walk in the eye of the storm, and with his steps, the tornado slowly moved toward Star City.

"Tonight, Central City will understand that they must obey God's will!" Clyde's arrogant shouts echoed through the wind.
Will I obey you?

Joe drew his gun and fired rapidly, but the bullets hit the storm as if they had sunk into the sea, without making a ripple. The only saving grace was that Clyde was currently focused on controlling the storm and had no energy left to retaliate against Joe's counterattack.

"Oh my god."

At this moment, Ma Zhaodi, who was hiding in the warehouse, saw that the situation was not good and immediately bought a tranquilizer gun. At this time, only Qiao was conscious. He could improvise and knock the other party unconscious, and then start clearing the area.

"Three-wheeled vehicle, ready to start."

"receive."

Just as the man and his vehicle were poised to depart, Ma Zhaodi suddenly reached out and pressed down on the three-wheeled vehicle: "Wait, someone's coming."

Swish-!
A red streak of light streaked across the night sky, like a shooting star with a shimmering golden tail, appearing in the path of the tornado.

Meanwhile, Qiao stared wide-eyed at the red figure, asking, "What...what is that?"

Barry Allen, the red-clad speedster, the Flash, rushes to the battlefield. At this moment, Central City finally welcomes its destined hero.

"huh, huh"

At this moment, Barry's breathing became slightly short and labored. He casually pulled off the filter on his mask, exposing his nose and mouth, so that he could breathe more efficiently and run faster.

“Barry, you need to hurry,” Francisco’s voice came through the headset. “That tornado is already going 200 miles per hour and it’s still going fast.”

"You need to get this done quickly!"

(End of this chapter)