Transformers In Marvel

Gotham.

Still cloudy and rainy, like this complicated city.

Downey looked up at the sky. The annoying rain was still falling. Donnie didn't use an umbrella or use his strength to avoid the rain. He walked in the rain like an ordinary person, and his clothes were soaked.

As night falls, the dark side of the city is revealed, with sirens blaring, chaotic crowds, cryptic communications, and... the smell of sin.

"The only thing missing is the smell of blood." Donnie pulled up the hood of the black robe, and the wide hat covered his entire head.

The city wasn't like this a few years ago, especially after Downey's bloodbath.

The riots of the people at the bottom, the influx of weapons, the flying bullets and corpses have added something that was not there in the past to this city of crime.

A strong smell of blood, a new life masked by the smell of blood.

But now the city has returned to the state it was seven years ago, and the smell of sin has begun to permeate again. Although it is far from as strong and disgusting as it was seven years ago, it does have a tendency to come back.

Gotham City was Downey's last stop, and he had to meet some people.

The mayor's office was heavily guarded. The beloved mayor of the citizens still didn't go home after a busy day, and sat in the office with a tired face correcting documents.

Sparks flickered, Downey appeared right here, looking at the mayor who was more mature and stable.

"Thomas, you've done a good job these past few years, and you've even been re-elected." Downey smiled and sat on the sofa regardless of the dripping rain.

The mayor's brush strokes paused, and he suddenly raised his head. The complex expression flashed away, and was replaced by respect. He immediately stood up and said respectfully to Downey, "Everything is according to your orders."

Thomas Wayne, nicknamed Night Owl, is Bruce Wayne's younger brother. Bruce's family thought he died of illness when he was a baby, but he was actually rescued by the owl court and raised in secret.

When Downey bloodbathed Gotham City, the owl chose to compromise with Downey and pushed Thomas to Downey as a bargaining chip.

Then Downey let Thomas disguise his identity to run for mayor, and even injected him with a new super serum to help him wash away the ills of the Dionysus factor.

In seven years, he was successfully re-elected with a high number of votes, and tremblingly performed the duty of monitoring Batman assigned to him by Downey.

"you're free,

Thomas. Downey shook his head and said, "I will give you the freedom you want. From today on, no one will order you to do what you don't want to do." "

Thomas shook his body and lowered his head deeply, with excitement in his eyes. He lowered his head and waited, but there was no response for a long time. When he raised his head in shock, Donnie had already quietly left.

"Freedom...?" Thomas said in a low voice, surprised and at a loss, smiled wryly, and sat back in his seat.

After hesitating for a long time, Thomas began to correct the documents again, as seriously as a real mayor.

In Gotham City under the night, Downey shuttled like a ghost. He saw the old Jack who was praised by him as "nice clothes", and he was getting old. He saw the little gangster Edson who was beaten up by him, with a few scars and sternness on his face.

Familiar faces, unfamiliar faces.

The moonlight was blocked by dark clouds, and a large shadow shrouded it.

Batman, as always, fulfills his duties as the guardian of Gotham.

He knocked down a gangster with one punch, then fell hard to the ground, then took out a flaming bat brand and stuck it hard on the criminal.

"ah!!!"

There were shrill screams, smoke and the smell of barbecue from the criminal's body. When Batman put away the bat brand, the criminal already had a bat-shaped scar on his chest.

Just like the branding punishment in ancient prisons.

"Batman, you butcher!" the criminal cursed.

"I hope I can teach you a lesson, and it won't be so simple next time." Batman said hoarsely, and knocked the criminal unconscious with a punch, tied him up firmly, and followed other criminals who were stunned and branded by him tied together.

After a while, the police will arrest them.

Batman spread his wings and was about to leave. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the person in the shadow in the front left, his eyes immediately became extremely dangerous.

"Long time no see, Bruce." Downey stepped out of the shadows, not even looking at the poor fellows on the ground.

He looked at the more burly Batman. Years of hard training made Batman's physique surpass his youth and become more intimidating.

More restrained temperament, deeper eyes.

And, that unshaven chin.

Batman is no longer young, and has entered middle age.

The style of acting has also become a little extreme, but it is only extreme. Some principles have changed, but some have not changed.

"Donnie..." Batman put his hands on his waist, preparing for something.

"I'm not here to fight with you, I'm just saying goodbye to an old friend." As he said that, Donnie seemed to suddenly remember something, directly drew a portal, and took out a pack of cigarettes from nowhere.

He had quit smoking for a long time, and the last cigarette was handed to Batman who was about to retire.

Now, it doesn't prevent him from taking it out again.

"Want to smoke?" Donnie asked.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Batman couldn't help roaring, "Killed the president of the Lex Group privately, and dug out his brain to conduct cruel research... Donny, you are simply a bastard!"

"I don't want to argue with you about this. Luthor is a scourge, and he will bring countless crises to the earth." Downey frowned, and put his gaze on Batman's belt, "And..."

"You have initially researched the gene of Doomsday, right? You really didn't destroy Luthor's brain, but continued to take my research results and develop it further."

Downey shook his head. Allowing Batman to take Luther's brain was an important move. He did consider letting Batman continue the research, because Batman's character is like this, otherwise he would not have prepared various anti-XX armors.

Downey really doesn't care about an inferior version of Doomsday. He cares more about the ancient Doomsday. The moment he came to Gotham City, he had already obtained the research results that Batman had sealed in the computer, which was of no value.

It is impossible for Batman to develop the ancient Doomsday in such a short period of time.

Without the code of life, without a large number of Kryptonian gene models, without a large number of human experiments, it is already amazing to be able to develop a low-quality Doomsday.

"Remind you, don't touch the things in your belt, you will become a monster."

Downey used his ability to observe, but lost interest. An extremely unstable genetic pattern, of little value.

He lit a cigarette, and the flame was extremely conspicuous in the darkness.