Chapter 044: The Phantom

Wang Bo couldn't help raising his eyebrows at the appearance of Batman.

He is Superman, after all.

As long as he was willing, within a radius of a thousand meters—or even a larger range—no one should have been able to hide from his ears, but just now he truly hadn't heard when Batman had entered.

Even Batman, who had learned the Ripple, could not do this.

Unless…

"You've acquired superpowers?" Wang Bo said affirmatively.

Batman nodded. "I made a deal with AFO and obtained from him a superpower that can erase my own existence, including my heartbeat, footsteps, and even my breath."

Wang Bo suddenly understood, no wonder.

Catwoman looked at Batman with astonishment and uncertainty. "Who is he, an acquaintance of yours?"

Wang Bo said, "The landlord's foolish son."

"Bruce Wayne?" Catwoman was dumbfounded. The immensely wealthy Bruce Wayne was actually a man who liked to wear bizarre costumes?

Batman said discontentedly, "You shouldn't have told her my identity."

"Just a little kitten, what are you afraid of?" Wang Bo retorted.

"I am never afraid; I only make the bad guys afraid," Batman said calmly. After acquiring high-tech equipment, superpowers, and Ripple Breathing, he had become that arrogant.

Wang Bo said, "What business do you have with me today, coming to find me so suddenly?"

"I've already located the Ninja Master, but I need your help," Batman said.

"With your current strength, the Ninja Master should be no match for you." Wang Bo admitted that Batman's arrogance had its reasons. After all, the current Batman was definitely an enhanced version.

Batman said, "The Ninja Master has many helpers, so I need your help."

In the original plot, Ra's al Ghul brought a group of people to destroy Gotham City, and this group was only a part of the League of Shadows.

The League of Shadows did not send out all its forces, because Ra's al Ghul thought it unnecessary.

Confident that with this group he could destroy Gotham City, he was ultimately killed by Batman—his overconfidence his undoing.

But this time was different; he suffered a great loss at the hands of AFO.

Thus the Ninja Master, having learned from his bitter experience, gathered many masters to come to his aid.

After Batman discovered this, he made an estimate. Although he and Gwen were highly skilled, too many ants could kill an elephant—the sheer number of enemies forced him to seek help.

And Wang Bo was undoubtedly the most formidable one. So he used his superpowers to shake off the people monitoring him and found Wang Bo.

After learning the full story, Wang Bo did not refuse; instead, he felt a stirring in his heart. He had been played for a fool by the Master of Ninjas, and to say he was not angry at heart would be impossible.

However, Wang Bo was someone who saw things clearly, since the Ninja Master would die at the hands of Batman.

Wang Bo couldn't be bothered to seek revenge on him.

Anyway, this guy won't live long.

But now, Batman had come to him in person, hoping he could help. Wang Bo didn't mind stepping in to kick the guy's ass and send him on his way.

"All right, I agree. When do you plan to strike?"

"Preferably now!" said Batman. "We need to catch them off guard."

“No problem!”

Wang Bo made an OK gesture, then suddenly thought of something and turned to Catwoman, saying, "I have a mission worth several dozen dollars right now. Want to give it a try?"

Catwoman looked at Batman, then at Wang Bo, and laughed. "What do you want me to do?"

Wang Bo pointed at Batman and said, "You just heard him say that the League of Shadows has many people. We need help. If you can take down one enemy, you'll get a reward of ten thousand dollars. Ten enemies means a hundred thousand, and a hundred means a million. How about it?"

Catwoman said, "But someone warned me never to provoke the League of Shadows. They're a bunch of madmen."

"So you're scared?"

"No, so I'm raising my price. Fifty thousand dollars per kill!"

“Deal!”

The person who said this was not Wang Bo, but Batman.

He needed helpers now, the more the better. A mere fifty thousand dollars was nothing to him—it wasn't even money, alright.

What else could Wang Bo say? The landlord's foolish son was just that rich.

A few minutes later, Catwoman had changed into a black outfit and stood before Wang Bo and Batman. "What are we waiting for? Let's get going. I can already smell Franklin."

Batman glanced at Wang Bo. "No wonder you've been lingering here, reluctant to leave."

What are you saying? Catwoman is your CP, after all.

The three of them arrived downstairs. A sleek Batmobile sat quietly in a wide alley, hidden in the shadows like a lurking monster.

The moment Catwoman saw the Batmobile, she was almost breathless.

After all, the Batmobile parked in the shadows was far too cool, unforgettable at first glance.

"I've fallen in love with it." Catwoman stroked the sleek body of the Batmobile and couldn't help asking, "Where did you have this car customized?"

"Wayne Enterprises." Batman opened the car door and sat inside. "Believe me, there's only one of these in the world."

Wang Bo also got in and asked, "Since it was made by Wayne Enterprises, how about making one for me too? I'd like to collect it."

Batman did not refuse. "Okay."

Catwoman said, "What about me? Can I also customize one?"

Batman pointed at Wang Bo, started the Batmobile, and said, "You can borrow it from him."

The next second, the Batmobile shot forward like an arrow from a bow, racing through the streets at lightning speed. But what astonished Wang Bo even more was... the Batmobile made no sound at all.

Whether it's the sound of the engine or the sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

None at all.

At this moment, the Batmobile was like a ghostly car, racing across the earth.

Like a true... ghost!

No wonder Wang Bo hadn't even heard the Batmobile's sound just now—it turned out that Batman's newly acquired superpower could not only eliminate his own heartbeat, breath, and footsteps, but could even extend this ability to the vehicle itself.

Terrible, terrible!

The Batman now was like a ghost in the shadows, unstoppable.

Catwoman sat on Wang Bo's lap—after all, the Batmobile had only two seats, so she had no choice but to sit there. She looked around, watching the scenery outside the car constantly receding, yet she couldn't hear a single sound.

"This is way too quiet."

Wang Bo said, "This ability suits you well. I believe your enemies will be even more afraid of you. Right now, you are simply a nightmare for criminals."