Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

After finishing his sentence, Terry ignored Luther and flew directly out of Luther's building. He seemed somewhat dissatisfied with Luther as well.

"Ha ha……"

"A petty and narrow-minded man..."

Luthor didn't say anything about Tyrion's departure. He knew Tyrion would come back to him. Only she, Luthor, had a chance of defeating Jupiter. The Dark Knight was just a knight he had found. The strongest person was not the Dark Knight, but his great Lex Luthor!

Night...

Dressed in a black leather suit, Bruce Wayne, or rather Batman, seemed to blend directly into the darkness, wandering the city. This time, he left his city of Gotham and came to another city; he had something to do.

metropolis……

Heavenly Divine Club!

No one knows who owns this club, but it is said that every day a steady stream of VIPs come to the club, including tycoons, popular stars, movie stars, and even government officials!

Legend has it that someone saw the president here...

"Hmm~!"

The mayor of the metropolis, an obese man of mixed Chinese and Korean descent, has been coming here every day to indulge in pleasure ever since he was elected mayor…

It doesn't matter to him anymore!

In fact, even a dog knows who the real mayor of this damn city is. He's just a scapegoat pushed out; when things go wrong, he takes the blame, and when things are fine, he just enjoys himself every day...

"Shh..."

Just as the man was standing in front of the toilet urinating, he suddenly felt a black shadow behind him. Because he had drunk too much, he couldn't see very clearly. He leaned over to the mirror in front of him and then he could see clearly what was behind him: a man dressed in black armor.

"what……"

After recognizing the person who had approached, the man instinctively shouted.

Then, everything went black before his eyes, and he knew nothing more...

A few minutes later, when the mayor of the metropolis opened his eyes again, he was already on the roof of a tall building.

"call……"

"What happened?!"

The constant howling wind on the rooftop startled the mayor awake. He looked around, his eyes filled with confusion.

"You're awake?!"

As the mayor wondered why he had come here, a black shadow appeared in front of him.

"You are……"

"That masked vigilante from Gotham City?!"

The mayor stared at the man dressed in all black for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening.

“Listen, I’ll ask you questions, and you answer!” the dark-skinned man said, beginning his interrogation: “Who is the owner of that club? Who do you work for? What exactly are you doing as mayor? How many shady deals have you been involved in? How much do you know about the Kent Building?”

"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't understand what you mean..."

The mayor shook his head, looking as if he couldn't understand what the dark-skinned man was saying.

"..." The man dressed in all black fell silent for a moment. Without wasting words, he grabbed the mayor by the neck, walked to the edge of the roof, and asked, "Answer me now!"

"I...I don't know!"

The mayor gritted his teeth and still refused to admit it.

"goodbye!"

The man dressed in all black said goodbye to the mayor, then kicked the man with a receding hairline down the stairs.

"what!"

"You're a madman!"

"I'll answer, I'll answer..."

It wasn't until the mayor actually started falling that he realized the vigilante in black was serious, and he immediately shouted.

"Five, four, three, two, one..."

However, the dark-skinned man seemed not to hear, calmly counting the numbers. He counted to five, and the next second, accompanied by a scream of "2," the Mediterranean man was pulled back by a rope.

"Snapped!"

A man dressed entirely in black caught the Mediterranean mayor and asked, "Answer me now!"

"I'll talk, I'll talk..."

"The real administrators of this city are the owners of the club. I work for them, and every mayor in history has worked for them. As for the shady deals, there are too many, it's all about money and power, but I didn't participate because my position is too low. I'm just a scapegoat. As for Kent Tower, listen, you should understand. Kent's significance and status in this city is equivalent to the Wayne family and the Arkham family in Gotham. Do you understand now?"

The middle-aged man from Central Korea addressed the Dark Knight before him.

"I understand..."

The Dark Knight nodded, tied Mediterranean to the top of the building, and then jumped off.

"Hey?! You can't leave me here..."

"Fine, fine, goodbye, you bastard!"

The mayor of the Mediterranean watched the Dark Knight disappear, muttering curses under his breath.

"Looks like I need to prepare..."

When the Dark Knight returned to his city, he dealt with seven or eight robbers along the way, and a plan formed in his mind: he was going to have a showdown with Jupiter!

Chapter 308 Jupiter: I'm not going!

"This is Kent News, bringing you the latest news..."

"Mayor, who exactly tied you up here all night?!"

Reporters surrounded the rooftop of the building, microphones in hand, squeezing into the crowd, just to find the person inside who was still in shock and disoriented, and ask him a few questions.

"Listen, he's a devil!"

"He was wearing a black coat..."

"Big wings..."

"His mouth is full of evil fangs! He's a demon, definitely not a knight!"

"He kept me here for a whole night, and even threatened me, threatened me with my life!"

"A true knight would never try to coerce someone by threatening their life!"

The mayor of the metropolis was very agitated as he denounced the masked vigilantes of Gotham City.

"I want a response from Gotham!"

"You should keep a close eye on the scourges in your cities!"

"He's done enough to wreak havoc on your city, thank you!"

The mayor roared into the camera, his tense expression clearly showing his inner turmoil and anger at the Dark Knight's actions the previous night.

"Slurp~"

In a closed gym, Bruce Wayne, with his muscular physique, calmly sipped his milk while watching an interview playing on television.

To deal with the gods of the mortal realm, he needs a stronger body and more muscles.

"Mayor, what signal do you think the arrival of Gotham City's guardian deity in Metropolis sends?!"

A reporter asked a rather pointed question.

"Um……"

When Bruce Wayne heard the question, he put down his cup and went to the television to see how the mayor would answer.

"First of all, he is absolutely not some damn Gotham protector. In fact, Gotham would be better off without that damn bat!"

"Secondly..."

"My God, although I've thought about it again and again, but..."

"You know, there's probably only one purpose in letting that black guy come to our city..."

"That is……"

The mayor paused here and looked up at the sky.

"call!"

With a whooshing sound, a man dressed in a white bodysuit burst through the air and appeared above everyone's heads. He was like a true god, shining brightly in the sunlight!

"It's Jupiter! The patron saint of our Metropolis!"

The crowd looked up at the man above them and stretched out their hands, as if they wanted to touch something, as if raising their hands would bring them closer to the great god, the great God.

"..."

The white-clad man floating in the air said nothing. He simply glanced calmly at the crowd before soaring into the sky, transforming into a wave of sound, and heading towards a certain city.

"God has departed..."

"The direction he went was...Gotham?!"

The reporters adjusted their cameras, muttering to themselves as they filmed Jupiter's retreating figure.

"sh*t!"

Bruce Wayne, who was watching TV, cursed as he watched Jupiter fly openly toward Gotham. He seemed to have thought of something, and he was now in a very bad mood.

In a club in Gotham City...

A man in a green suit, with his dark green hair slicked back, was watching the men and women dancing naked on the dance floor. Even during the day, the dancing never stopped.

Beside the pale-faced man in a suit was a woman who also looked insane. She was wearing a bikini top and hot pants, and was constantly chewing a piece of bubble gum.

"My sweetheart~ How about we go for a car race later?"

The woman with her hair in pigtails, dyed one side pink and the other blue, looked at the man in a suit and tie, who was holding a scepter, and asked him a question.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Upon hearing this, the man stopped watching some primal movement on the dance floor, covered his mouth with his hand, revealing a smiley face tattoo on the back of his hand, and then let out a chilling laugh.