Chapter 2132 The Ultimate New World (Thirteen)

Chapter 2106 The Ultimate New World (Thirteen)

Bruce soon arrived at the door of the Osborne Building. He looked up at the skyscraper and felt a nerve in his body beating continuously.

At this moment, everything around him became clearer and brighter, including the dust floating in the bright sunshine, the dirt dropped by boots on the ground, and even the curlers of the lady's hair shining faintly in the car window.

The edge of the vision became blurred, but there were other kinds of vision outside this clear to blurred dividing line. That was an angle that human eyes could not see at all. Except for a small area in front of the back of the head, the vision covered at least 330 degrees of the head.

And these visions overlapped together to form a three-dimensional vision, allowing Bruce to organize his position in the current environment in his mind in an abstract way.

Then he also found the direction indicated by the beating nerve, which was the Osborne Group in front of him.

As he walked forward, the nerves were beating more and more violently. Bruce raised his eyelids hard, trying to control his body with reason and continue to move forward.

The next second he took a breath of cold air, his scalp began to throb due to the intense beating of his nerves, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead and he couldn't lift them at all. Instead, the cells on his waist and hips seemed to be pulled by something, desperately pulling him back.

This Batman didn't have the willpower to overcome all difficulties. Like most humans, he succumbed to his body instincts, took two steps back without control, and sat on the ground.

Beep-beep!

Bruce stood up shakily with a sharp whistle in his ear, and when he looked up at the employees of Osborne Group who were looking at him in surprise at the door, he found that their body outlines were flashing red light.

Then the entire door of Osborne Group began to glow, making a sharp buzzing sound, and the light scattered into free black dots, which gathered together and pushed Bruce out.

A figure staggered across the busy road and ran wildly on the street. Bruce didn't know where he was going. He just wanted to get as far away from the Osborne Group as possible.

When he finally crossed two streets and stopped in front of a cafe, the terrible illusion finally disappeared, and the nerve finally stopped hurting.

But this did not mean that it stopped beating. Bruce could feel that it was still beating very regularly and still pointing in a certain direction.

Bruce took a deep breath, and after recovering from the initial panic, he began to carefully feel what was going on with this beating nerve and where it was pointing.

He couldn't find the specific location of this nerve. If he had to say it, it seemed to be all over his body, as if every organ and every muscle of his was beating with it.

Bruce didn't have such a strong desire to explore. Based on pragmatism, he decided to study where this nerve was pointing.

He tried to relax himself as much as possible and looked in one direction according to his instinct. In an instant, he was dazzled by the bright light.

When his eyes adjusted, Bruce found that his sight fell on the top floor of the Osborn Building, and a figure in a suit was standing behind the glass curtain wall.

Norman Osborn, the name of this figure suddenly appeared in Bruce's mind.

He was the source of danger. The moment this thought appeared in Bruce's mind, Bruce believed it. He was not in the mood and had no ability to explore the reason. He knew he had to stay away from Osborn.

Bruce turned around and wanted to find a place to stay in the shade. As a Gotham native, he was really not used to the sunshine in other cities on the East Coast. He felt that everything around him was a bit too dazzling, making him uncomfortable.

It happened that there was a cafe next to him. There was a small courtyard at the door of the cafe, with tables and chairs, and awnings. Bruce squeezed in through the small door of the yard fence without paying.

He found a seat and sat down, and let out a long breath. At the moment when his elbows were on the table, he shuddered again and his nerves began to ache again.

Bruce stood up and turned around to see a group of people in suits on the corner.

Although they were not armed or in uniform, Bruce felt that they were sent by the Osborn Group.

What else could the Osborn Group do by sending them?

Bruce ran without thinking, and the group of people really ran towards him.

At this time, Stark had just arrived in New York.

He deciphered the text message Bruce sent him word by word, and finally came to a conclusion that either Batman was mentally retarded or Batman had hidden some code in it.

The first one was obviously impossible, and was first ruled out by Stark. Stark endured the mental pollution and read the long-winded words carefully, but did not find any secret words or codes.

Since there is no secret in the text itself, then perhaps this long-winded narrative method is to convey information. Stark suddenly had an idea, could Batman have been targeted by the Osborn Group?

This is not impossible. Batman has just arrived in this universe. According to his suspicious character, he will definitely start an investigation as soon as he lands.

After entering the Osborn Medical Experiment Center, he will definitely find ways to collect information. Stark knows Norman very well. He is very good at pretending to be careless on the surface, but setting traps at the most critical places.

No matter how powerful Batman is, he needs to accumulate experience to know the other party's style. When he first arrives, it is not completely impossible to capsize in the ditch.

If Batman sent these messages under Norman's surveillance, it makes sense. Although from the perspective of a super genius like Stark, these text messages are long-winded and full of nonsense, they happen to be in line with the chat style of ordinary people.

Who would send a text message as refined as a spy exchanging intelligence? Isn't it that they just talk about whatever they think of and add a sentence when they think of it?

If this series of nonsense is to paralyze Norman, then Batman's situation is probably not optimistic, and his statement that his personal safety has not been restricted for the time being is not credible, so Stark flew to New York in a hurry.

If Norman really attacked Batman first, then this is a good opportunity for him to win Batman's trust and support.

Although it is impossible to get the complete trust of such suspicious people, as long as Stark helps Batman at this time, it will be more likely to confirm that Norman is the culprit.

At this time, the Stark Group did not show its fangs, and the Extremis virus was still hidden, so Iron Man was still a superhero and was born with an advantage in public opinion.

So in Batman's eyes, it was an evil biochemical company that wanted to control him that poisoned the water in San Francisco, and the superhero Iron Man chose to cooperate with Batman to stop this. As long as this impression could be left in Batman's mind, things would be much easier afterwards.

That's why Stark came here in a hurry to improve his favorability. If he could get Batman to stand on his side, even if it was only temporary, the balance of victory would tilt towards him faster.

Stark, wearing a black and gold steel armor, flew to the sky above the Osborn Group Building at the fastest speed. Sure enough, he saw Bruce Wayne running and the Osborn Group security guards chasing him not far away.

It was really stupid, Stark thought, this time Norman, the old fox, was finally defeated.

The steel armor turned into a shining meteor and swooped down under the bright sunshine. When it passed at low altitude, the violent airflow made the pedestrians around scream and flee.

He braked and turned back, blocking the pursuing security guards. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, several rockets were fired, and all the pursuers looked for cover to avoid.

Stark had no time to entangle with them, but found Bruce who rushed into the alley at the fastest speed.

The huge steel armor landed with the roar of the engine. Bruce opened his eyes slightly. He had seen Iron Man in the fighting world, but the iron armor of the Iron Man he saw was not so majestic.

Most of Tony Stark's personality is more showy, so he will make his armor into various bright colors, but he is a scientist, not a ruler. He rarely has hegemonic thoughts in his mind, and he almost never uses his appearance to show his majesty.

But Tony Stark, whose sense of good and evil has been reversed, has a personality that is almost completely opposite to the original Tony. He pursues manipulation, control and power. All the weapons he makes are more majestic, cold, more oppressive, and have a Nazi style.

Therefore, when this particularly huge armor fell in front of Bruce, he also felt the oppression brought by the cold war weapon.

His nerves beat faster, almost turning into a ringing sound that could be clearly heard, which seriously interfered with Bruce's hearing. He heard what the other party said, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

Bruce could not hear what the other party said, so he did not know how to answer. He could only stand there in silence.

The atmosphere was a bit too awkward, he thought.

And this refusal to answer was interpreted by Stark as silent resistance. Sure enough, it was not so easy to gain Batman's trust. This kind of person would not be shaken by small favors.

It seems that he should not be too anxious, Stark thought. If he was eager to show favor, he would inevitably be suspected of his motives. If he was too obvious in flattering, he would be easily suspected of being unnecessarily attentive, either a traitor or a thief.

After the two looked at each other in silence for more than ten seconds, the Iron Armor floated up again, went straight into the sky, and disappeared.

After standing there for a while, Bruce's dizziness and tinnitus finally got better, and his vision was no longer so blurred. When he looked up, Iron Man was gone.

He staggered out of the alley. The next second, an extended black luxury car stopped at the entrance of the alley, and the window rolled down, revealing the face of Norman Osborn.

Bruce had seen his photo at the Medical Experiment Center, and now he had no way to escape, because the terrible feeling of hunger came again, and he knew he needed to rest.

Simply ignoring the still beating nerves, Bruce fell straight back, and before closing his eyes, he vaguely saw the security guard rushing up.

Before the vision turned black, a bright light came from afar, and the bright colors of the Stars and Stripes shield flashed in the haze.