The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1125 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

"You must be crazy, Michelangelo!" The turtle-man wearing the purple eyepatch disagreed with his companion.

"They have tanks on the other side, several of them. How are we supposed to fight them?"

“I thought you would definitely have a way, Donatello.” Michelangelo lowered his raised hand dejectedly. “So what do we do now?”

"Come with me, and be quick." The turtle-man with the blue eye patch waved his hand, then quickly ran towards the stall on the side, his movements so nimble and agile that he didn't seem like a turtle carrying a shell.

The blue-eyed man looked very authoritative, and the remaining three turtles followed him without much hesitation, running in the same direction. The silver robot, however, was a step behind; if Michelangelo hadn't pulled it back, it probably would have remained standing there in a daze.

While they were fleeing, the soldiers naturally did nothing. They picked up their guns and opened fire on the four turtles, but because of the robots that were lagging behind, their accuracy was quite poor.

The group quickly took cover behind a stall. The small stall was just big enough to cover them all. The soldiers, unaware of what was behind the stall, dared not fire, so they organized a small team to advance slowly.

When they arrived at the stall, a soldier stepped forward and kicked it open, only to find that there was nothing underneath. There wasn't even a single insect, let alone a turtle.

"Where did they go?" The soldier turned to look at his comrade, thinking he must be seeing things, but his comrade was just as shocked.

Only Yang Le, high in the air, saw that the group of turtles had actually used the stall to block the soldiers' view, then circled around to the manhole cover not far away, and finally opened the manhole cover and jumped down.

Their stealth techniques are extremely sophisticated; their use of visual guidance combined with their agile movements shows that they have received expert instruction.

However, these judgments only flashed through Yang Le's mind. What caught his attention more was the identity of those turtles, after all, they had brought a lot of laughter to Yang Le's childhood.

"Looks like we really did pass through the Origin Wall and get outside." Yang Le scratched his head. "Going back will be a bit troublesome now."

...

The perspective shifts to the sewers. Led by the blue-eyed turtle man, they successfully evaded the soldiers' pursuit and temporarily stopped in the sewers, which were far cleaner than Earth.

Meanwhile, the turtle people also began asking questions of the robot, who was a local.

"Let's start with introductions." The blue-eyed turtle-man carrying two swords exuded a leader's aura, and the other three turtles were used to him taking the lead, so they were all waiting for him to speak.

"My name is Leonardo."

“I am Raphael,” said the red-eyed turtle-man with double forks strapped to his waist. His voice was powerful and unexpected, almost startling the silver robot.

“My name is Donatello, it’s nice to meet you.” The purple-eyed turtle-man with a long stick on his back extended his right hand in a friendly manner.

“Michelangelo, friend, you can call me Mickey.” The orange-eyed turtle-man carrying nunchucks put his arm around the robot’s shoulder, acting as if they were old friends.

The silver robot pushed aside the terrorist Michelangelo, instinctively trying to straighten its clothes, only to realize it wasn't wearing any clothes at all when its hands grasped at empty air. Finally, it reluctantly lowered its hands and said...

"You should have heard my name from the soldiers who were chasing us. My name is Fucitold, and I am the foremost scientist on this planet, Hahabi. This is not my self-proclaimed title, but a widely acknowledged one."

“I can tell,” Raphael said coldly, arms crossed. “I don’t think those soldiers would waste their time catching an idiot.” Fuckey Todd seemed oblivious to the sarcasm directed at him, nodding in agreement.

"Spot on, my friend."

Raphael raised an eyebrow at the sight, while Leonardo helplessly covered his forehead and shook his head.

“Let’s get back to the point, Doctor,” Donatello said. “Could you tell us in detail about this planet and what happened to you?”

“Yes, curfew has passed, we should go home.” Michelangelo seemed a little unserious, but a hint of sadness flickered in his eyes.

After all, there are still people on Earth waiting for them to save them.

“Well, that’s a long story.” Just as Fuctod was about to continue, he saw Leonardo suddenly leap up, draw his katana, and throw it into the shadows around the corner of the sewer.

"What's wrong, Leo?" Donatello asked after drawing his staff. The other two turtles did the same, immediately drawing their weapons to face the shadow attacking Leonardo.

“Someone’s here.” Leonardo drew another katana, staring intently at the shadows. Soon, a slender, tall figure emerged from within.

The tall figure held the katana that Leonardo had thrown. Upon seeing this, Leonardo narrowed his eyes, pondering how to deal with the enemy next.

"Very sensitive perception."

The tall figure was none other than Yang Le, who had transformed into an evolved human. Taking advantage of his height, he spotted Leonardo and his group entering the sewers and immediately followed.

He originally wanted to hide in the shadows and eavesdrop for a while, but he didn't expect to be discovered by Leonardo. He was indeed worthy of being called the best turtle.

While each of the four turtles has its own strengths, Leonardo is undoubtedly the most outstanding overall, especially in ninjutsu training, where he is a step ahead of his brothers.

"Who are you?" Leonardo asked coldly, but his brothers beside him were not so calm.

"So many eyes!" Michelangelo seemed to realize something and covered his face with his hands like a young girl.

"It's like a terrifying alien from a midnight movie! Oh my god, guys, it's going to eat us with its tentacles! Ah!!! Ouch!"

Michelangelo let out a scream like a young girl, which Raphael, annoyed by his noise, tapped him on the head with the handle of his ronin fork, causing him to cry out in pain.

"Who cares what he is?" Raphael grinned maliciously, his twin forks spinning rapidly. "The point is, just defeat him. Once we've tied him up, we can find out whatever we want."

Anyone who sees Raphael like this wouldn't consider him a hero who has protected the Earth multiple times; he's no less than those supervillains.

"Raphael, wait a minute, we can't make a move until we've asked him clearly." Leonardo tried to dissuade his brother, but the latter acted first.

"Haha!" Raphael laughed loudly and charged towards Yang Le's direction.

(End of this chapter)