The dark cloak, the double-eyed glasses flashing with blue and white light, who would it be if it weren't the Dark Knight?

Luke shot out a hook rope, buckled its tail on a separate seat in his other hand, and shot it to the river dozens of meters away.

When the hook rope hits the shore, it will automatically start to shorten when it is fixed on a railing, and pulls the individual seats quickly toward the shore with the members of the Snake and ShieldD on it.

Nick Fury frowned at the other side of the headquarters, and several people around him had already looked over.

He glanced at one eye: "The Dark Knight is not an enemy, don't interfere with him, and send someone to the river to rescue these people immediately."

The order was immediately sent to rescue workers in New York.

In fact, my subordinates wanted to determine Nick Fury's attitude towards the Dark Knight.

S.E.E.L.D. is an agent in charge of extraordinary events. In theory, the Dark Knight should be detained, questioned, investigated and supervised. This process cannot be exempted from the rescue of several S.E.L.D. members.

The so-called life-saving grace is not as important as most people at the bottom.

In reality, there are quite a lot of things that ordinary people rescued an agent and were silenced by the other party.

Soon, the Dark Knight salvaged all eighteen scattered people and sent them to the shore.

At this time, on the motorboat not far from him, the captain of the rescue team shouted: "Dark Knight, we need to talk to you about the problem of the joker just now."

A hook rope flew over, Luke lit the water with force a few times, and then landed on the motorboat: "Who is Joker? Do you have any information about him?"

Rescue Team:...We should ask you the question, why do you ask us first?

But the situation is stronger than that of the human beings. They want to ask the whereabouts of Joker from this Dark Knight, but they are not able to arrest the other party for interrogation like they would against ordinary people.

The rescue team leader could only roughly explain the situation of Joker, and then immediately asked: "Where is Joker? Have you escaped or died?"

If the Dark Knight has no one in his hands, then there are only these two possibilities.

Luke: "Run. He detonated several X-bombs in the water and slipped away while the river was turbid."

The rescue captain's face looked very bad, but it was not too surprising.

Tonight they saw the terribleness of Joker, this crazy thing, and it is normal for him to run away.

What else he wanted to say, Luke had turned around and jumped into the river.

Rescue Captain: "Wait a minute?"

But in front of him was the endless stream of Hudson River and the little water waves on the river.

The next second, the water waves were also dispersed by the subsequent waves, and there was no trace of them anymore.

He slowly withdrew his hand, sighed, and activated the intercom: "The Dark Knight has left and has no intention of further contact with us."

...

More than ten minutes later, Luke sat in the Williamsburg restaurant wearing a wide hooded sweatshirt and sweatpants, and a black baseball cap.

Outside the window, a police car flashed with police lights but did not pull the sirens and drove slowly across the street.

Caroline had just cleaned up a pool of drunkard vomit and threw it into the trash can outside the door.

After walking back, she smiled at Luke, who was by the window not far from the door: "It's almost two o'clock. Why are these patrolmen still not sleeping today? Is there something big happening?"

Luke shrugged, picked up his phone and shook it: "The latest news from Feixun, there is a large area on the Brooklyn Bridge that has been blocked by the police. Some people in the circle said that it may be because of a dangerous suspect that there may be a fleeing in that area."

Caroline patted her chest: "Fortunately it's not here."

Luke Canran smiled: "Don't worry, I'm here to ensure safety."

Caroline also laughed, then thought of something, nodded with a stiff expression, and left.

Luke didn't care much.

Caroline kept keeping her feet, but she shouted in her heart: Oh my God, he should have remembered the first time he came here again.

After all, what can prove the combat effectiveness of "Chris Evans" is the first time he met Max and the two women.

At that time, he subdued a gun robber, while Caroline was frightened by the robber on the spot.

This is not a wonderful memory for her.

After a while, the restaurant began to turn off the lights.

Max and Caroline came out and got on Luke's SUV and drove back to Max's doorstep.

Caroline got out of the car, then looked at the Gou Man and Woman who waved goodbye to her together in the front row, and a bad premonition came to her heart: "You...?"

Max chuckled, "Chris said he was a little surprised, so we have to go around alone."

Caroline:(⊙﹏⊙)

After a while, she waved her hand and sent her away.

When the car disappeared on the street, her shoulders collapsed and she walked into the house like a walking corpse: "Damn it, it's Valentine's Day tomorrow! You'll show up today, are you looking at me so easy to bully?"

She yelled out, and she was quiet for a moment and bowed to reality again: "Yes, I'm really easy to bully because I'm bankrupt."

"Shut up! Damn it, I'll come out and break you in half!" A roar came out from the door next to her.

Caroline trembled all over, covered her mouth, and left the door on tiptoe, but couldn't help but mutter: "You are so ugly, I won't let you break the two halves..."

...

Luke withdrew his gaze from the rearview mirror. Thinking of Caroline with a little desolate back, he couldn't help asking: "Actually, it's not a surprise for us to go to Brooklyn Bridge to watch the nypd lively, right?"

Max rolled his eyes: "I asked you just now, you said you were going on a business trip tomorrow. What can I do?"

Luke laughed: "What does that mean..."

Max: "I mean, then celebrate in advance."

Luke couldn't help but glance at him: "Celebrate?"

Max chuckled, raised his head and raised his chest: "But I decided to go and watch the fun first."

As she said that, she took out her cell phone and quickly browsed the hot topics of Feixun and F2f: "There are some lucky guys who passed by the Brooklyn Bridge tonight. The car recorder happened to capture what happened there. They have been bought by the TV station, with a minimum of 200 US dollars. Damn, this is much more profitable than our little cake."

Luke's lips curled up: "Nonsense. I made 200 cupcakes for you a few days ago, which is worth at least 400 labor costs."

Max widened his eyes and turned his head to look at him: "Hey, I worked for two hours that night. Isn't the strawberry butter cake fragrant?"

Luke laughed: "That's equivalent to you earning 400 US dollars by yourself."

Max subconsciously rubbed his chin: "But I'm a little tired of making money with this 400 US dollars."

The two of them were fighting each other, and there were not many cars at night, and the SUV soon arrived by the river.

But as soon as I passed the riverside of the Manhattan Bridge, the car was blocked by the police car.

The patrolman behind the ice cream warning barrel only said that the road section on the riverside in front was temporarily blocked, so please detour from other locations.

Luke and Max turned around consciously and stopped in a riverside green space more than a hundred meters away.
Chapter completed!