Starting from scratch, Batman crushed my dream of getting rich

Chapter 629 Since we're here, let's not leave.

"Have you all completely given up your vacations after becoming supervillains?"

Upon seeing the pair of insect-wing-shaped steel wings, Ma Zhaodi immediately recognized the other party's identity—the two had already crossed paths quite a bit during the Battle of Laughter.

Of course, there was no direct confrontation. Ma Zhaodi's retreat and escape were always incredibly fast, and Batman's support was reliable, so there was basically no direct combat.

"You're a firefly, aren't you?"

Ma Zhaodi discreetly pulled Jason behind him, slowly moving towards the tank beside them: "I remember you, your name is Garfield Lynn, you used to be a firefighter, right?"

"Ok?"

Firefly, who had just rushed out of Panisha Studios, only then noticed Ma Zhaodi at his feet. Hearing his question, the expression under the fly-head mask became somewhat joyful, and then somewhat puzzled.

The reason for his delight was that he had always been a third-rate henchman, a minor villain, and had always been a supporting character and sidekick to those supervillains who dominated Gotham. His main role was to support others. But he didn't expect to be recognized as soon as he went out tonight. In a way, this was a kind of recognition.

"So it turns out I, Firefly, am someone of note; someone can recognize me at a glance!"

Although that's what he thought, Ma Zhaodi's words were incoherent, which is why he eventually showed a puzzled expression.

That being said, given his current state of severe burns all over his body, even without a mask, it's impossible for others to see what expression is on his face.

"Idiot, what nonsense are you spouting?" he couldn't help but retort. "Who the hell would want to be a firefighter? My favorite thing is fire, why would I want to put it out myself?"

Hearing his answer, Ma Zhaodi sighed inwardly: "They even have the same name, it's the same person, but it's another forked origin version, I'm speechless."

"What are you doing here?" he continued. "Batman was out there fighting tanks and I didn't see you. Now that Batman's gone, you've suddenly appeared from inside?"

Batman? I'll burn him to ashes tonight!

The firefly who had just listened to the tank battle for more than ten minutes immediately became furious—generally speaking, lies don't hurt people, but the truth is the sharpest knife, and what Ma Zhaodi said was exactly the truth.

He did indeed hide inside and didn't dare to come out—the bombing outside was so terrifying, who wouldn't be scared?

Although Batman doesn't kill, his main cannon, missiles, and Vulcan cannon are undeniably powerful weapons of mass destruction, and the drones and tanks on the street wouldn't recognize him. His homemade wings only make him fly faster, but they can't stop bullets. Once he steps outside, he'll be caught in a barrage of fire, and the chances of him dying on the spot are quite high.

The scarecrow only told him that tonight would be very chaotic, a good time to go out and do whatever he wanted, but he didn't tell him that there would be such an exciting tank battle tonight!
"I'll be going to cause trouble for Batman soon, but for now, I'd better take care of you first," Firefly sneered. "I was originally planning to burn this place down first, but it seems that will have to wait!"

“Such a quick break,” Ma Zhaodi laughed. “But since you’ve patiently answered so many of my questions, I’d like to ask you one more—I saw you a while back, around the time of the Joker and the Riddler’s battle in Gotham. You were also at a movie theater, and now that I think about it, your name was Panisha, and the studio was also called—”

"I'm tired of hearing it."

The firefly interrupted impatiently, "I've already answered quite a few of your questions since you remember me, but you actually know nothing about me. You're not my fan at all—just hurry up and give your last words."

"So, did you all come out to work overtime tonight? Does Scarecrow pay you overtime?" Firefly rolled her eyes and pointed her large flamethrower at Ma Zhaodi.

"Too many pointless questions are being asked."

Ma Zhaodi sighed with regret. The firefly's mouth was too tight; it was unwilling to say anything, which was a pity.

Huhu——

Without warning, a sudden gust of wind swept through the entire street, but strangely, no sand or stones flew. The surging airflow passed through the street without carrying away even a single grain of sand or stone from the ground.

Instead, it carried the fireflies that were hovering in the air and flew backwards into the sky.

"It's a pity that the aircraft only emitted black smoke; once it ascended, it was just a column of black smoke." Ma Zhaodi shook his head: "It's much uglier than fireworks."

After showing off, he didn't stay in one place. Instead, he dragged Jason and ran at top speed into the tank controlled by the three-wheeled vehicle. The clover's launch distance was more than 100 meters, while the firefly's reaction and flight speed were very fast. In just a few seconds, the black smoke column was already showing signs of flying back.

"We've already bumped into them, we can't just let them go."

boom!
The Sidewinder tank next to it raised its cannon and fired a shot—although this type of standard drone tank cannot adjust the muzzle to swing up and down, fortunately there are plenty of ruins and padding materials on the ground, and the front of the tank can drive up to get a sufficient angle of elevation.

This clover shot wasn't a random attack; it was a coordinated combo attack launched in conjunction with the three-wheeled vehicle after careful planning.

Faced with the whistling shells, the firefly couldn't help but widen its eyes.

"FXXK!"

His figure suddenly stopped in mid-air, struggling against his inertia and the gravitational acceleration of the sudden stop. The two smoking aircraft on his back were powered up to the maximum, with small rotors and jets running wildly, and faint metallic creaking sounds could be heard. The black smoke even gathered into a small dark cloud in the sky.

Originally, the dilapidated shape of this simple wasteland-style aircraft was chosen by Firefly based on her own aesthetic sense, and even the black smoke effect was deliberately designed to simulate the thick smoke of a fire scene. But now, this aircraft actually matches the image of Firefly being chased and running away with her head in her hands.

However, the emergency maneuver worked. The shell grazed the firefly, and in a fit of rage, he instinctively raised his flamethrower, wanting to turn back and continue to cause trouble for the man. But he found that the tank's cannon barrel had turned slightly, and the dark muzzle had locked onto him again.

The fear of death exploded in his heart, and as his scalp tingled, he instantly transformed into a wisp of black smoke, flying at full speed away from the tank.

"You won't be arrogant until tonight! After Batman, I'll come looking for you!"

"If you chicken out, you chicken out. Throwing out a threat and running away, what's the difference between you and the Big Bad Wolf?"

Ma Zhaodi sneered and also accelerated his tank to maximum speed to catch up, with the cannon pointed directly at the Firefly's ditch.

"Now that you are here, don't leave!"

(End of this chapter)