Chapter 78 Chapter 78 [VIP]
After having a great time, Megan couldn't stop thinking about going out again. When she asked Bob about it, he said that his boss had not given any instructions and he could not take her out without her permission. Of course, she was looking forward to the night run even more.
On Saturday night, she waited for Killer Croc again, but the night run did not start immediately. Killer Croc first took her to walk among the high-rise buildings. Above the ground was a modern city, and underground was a dirty and filthy sewer. He knew Gotham's underground pipeline network very well. Even if he was standing on the ground, he knew which pipeline corresponded to a street or a building.
But Killer Croc is not in a hurry to teach this knowledge to Megan. She doesn't need it for the time being. This is additional knowledge and not a compulsory subject for children. What she deserves most is a childhood.
Because they left early this time, except for the first section of the road which was remote and unnoticed, and there were no surveillance cameras, Killer Croc could walk openly on the street with Megan on his back. When they reached a clear area boundary, the environment behind them was dilapidated, and the lights in front were brighter, so they needed to be careful to hide their tracks.
Killer Croc's solution was crude and simple. Since it would be easy to be discovered if they walked on the street ahead, they decided to change the route. So he took Megan to the rooftop.
Gotham's buildings are densely packed together, making it convenient for thieves and vigilantes to move around or fly over them.
Killer Croc has seen the corners of the bat's cape rising in the sky countless times, or rather, some people in Gotham have seen a similar scene. As long as there are more opportunities to confront the opponent and the time they are enemies is long enough, every criminal with a brain will analyze the bat's combat methods and activity patterns, and he is no exception.
Before leaving, they had already confirmed through intelligence channels that Batman had something to do today. Killer Croc stood on the rooftop, his cold, vertical pupils fixed on the roof of another building below. He tilted his head slightly, but without averting his gaze, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you ready?"
The height of only three floors was certainly nothing to him, but if he wanted to bring Megan along, he had to consider her physical strength and mental endurance, because the reaction force that would inevitably be generated at the moment of landing, and the high-altitude landing itself was a thrill.
Killer Croc had told Megan about this as early as downstairs, but she insisted on coming up, saying that she was not afraid, but she was still a little nervous about the unknown and possible harm.
Megan held on to Killer Croc's clothes tightly. Because she was being carried on his back, her vision was much higher. She also looked at the rooftop opposite, but her eyes couldn't help but look downstairs.
The building they were in was dizzying enough to look down from above. Megan felt her heart pounding violently at a certain moment. The sound of her heartbeat echoed in her nerves and mind, and even her body felt numb. But she remained excited, "Ready!"
At the moment Killer Croc suddenly jumped down from the building, the huge sound of wind in Megan's ears and the sound of blood rushing in her body merged into a song...
Messy and broken, chanting repeatedly: Life, oh wind, every soul should be free.
There was a moment of blankness in her mind, as if everything was pulled behind, and everything became a kite flying high in the sky, and Megan was in control of her own silk thread. She was also pulled, stretched, and torn by the forces from above and below. Her head felt heavy, but the feeling was not painful.
As she jumped, a strong wind blew towards her, making Megan a little breathless. At the same time, she felt that gravity disappeared briefly, as if she was floating.
When Killer Croc landed, she slammed into his incredibly hard back, causing her chest and abdomen to hurt. She was even thrown back a bit, but after landing again, she seemed to feel okay...
She felt fine, but in fact she had been carried down by Killer Croc and had been standing on the ground for a while. When she slowly regained consciousness, she felt dizzy. She held her head with one hand and heard Killer Croc ask, "Can you adapt? Otherwise we..." She shook her head, not wanting to hear this.
"Waylon, it's just a bump." Megan touched her chest plate, then raised her hand to touch Killer Croc's strong wrist. His scales were very hard, but she didn't feel too much pain. She looked up at him and said, "Thank you."
The child was very well behaved and not frightened at all. She still didn't laugh much, but her expression and movements made it easy to tell what she was feeling. She was very happy. She grabbed Killer Croc's arm and shook it imploringly, saying, "Play more!"
But Killer Croc still waited for a while to confirm that she was really okay before carrying her on his back. Their current location was still some distance away from the designated night running spot, so he still reminded her: "If you feel unwell, tell me in time." Then he started running and climbing.
He was a huge man, weighing over 300 kilograms. He didn't need to use full speed when carrying Megan, and his movements were so agile and nimble that there was not much sound when he landed.
Killer Croc remained focused throughout the entire journey, but at some point his gaze shifted from being fixed on the road ahead. His eyes were extremely sharp, even carrying a murderous intent that could not be ignored, but he did not have time to see who the other person was.
He let out a muffled cry of dissatisfaction, but did not stop. After arriving at the destination, the child was put down happily, not knowing what had happened on the way.
Megan loved Killer Croc carrying her on his back, and she still felt unsatisfied. But she didn't make a fuss. Instead, she looked up and asked, "Waylon, can we play like this again next time?"
Killer Croc looked down at her, as if thinking for a moment, "If you exercise every day and meet the requirements."
So she raised one hand, palm facing him, indicating that they wanted to high-five to make a deal, and then Killer Croc pressed his sharp claws on it. Megan withdrew her hand with satisfaction, stood for a while, and then began to stretch her hands and feet.
Her movements are still quite good, but due to past losses and illnesses, she is now growing slowly and has no strength. No matter how she adjusts her strength techniques, she looks soft and cute.
After a while of "humming and hawing", she felt that it was about time, so she asked Killer Croc for the night running route.
They were now in a park on the Upper East Side. Killer Croc had set the route and rest times for their night run. He had briefly told Megan that she would only be in the park, and then she could start running. However, he had one last word of advice: "Keep running, Megan. Don't be anxious or afraid. I'll be watching you and following you."
Megan nodded and set off without hesitation. She had been taught the running technique: breathe in through the nose and out through the mouth, and then try to keep the rhythm of breathing and pace, and the running posture must be correct. She had always been obedient.
Killer Croc was watching her from behind. The dim light of the night made him look like a monster ready to devour someone, but he showed complete indulgence and patience. The child seemed to be accustomed to his attitude and they got along naturally and had complete trust in each other.
The child worthy of attention left, and Killer Croc swung his tail hanging behind him slightly, then suddenly pounced towards a place. This time he exerted all his strength, without any intention of holding back. The shadows of the trees in the direction of his attack swayed, brushed past a corner of the yellow cloak, and then disappeared somewhere unknown.
Killer Croc stopped attacking, and his rage subsided, but he said viciously, "Get away from me, kid!"
He suddenly thought of the current situation -
Batman's son and Joker's daughter, one is agile, flexible and powerful, while the other is innocent and ignorant.
Like a joke that only a clown could enjoy, the madman's bad taste is simply disgusting.
Killer Croc roared, but the yellow cape wavered before his eyes again, as if even though he knew the danger, he was still hesitant. Finally, he came closer, "Hey! Big Croc, you wouldn't think it would taste good to eat a child who was deceived and trusted you, right?"
Killer Croc said fiercely in a lively boy's voice, "Get lost! Also, I don't eat children."
"Oh!" The other man suddenly understood, but he seemed to be sitting on a high tree branch. Apart from the corner of his yellow cloak, he could only see the tips of his green boots swaying back and forth. He said to himself, "Maybe you're right, but I'm not sure. So I have to watch it for a while longer."
Killer Croc? Raising a child? This was too strange. He took another look.
Seeing that Megan's break time was almost up, she didn't run according to the route, but instead peeked around the end of a bend. Killer Croc was also silent. Finally, she walked back and asked him, "Who are you talking to, Waylon?"
Megan looked around but didn't see anyone, with a puzzled look on her face. However, she heard what Killer Croc said and nodded in agreement very naturally, "Yeah, Waylon doesn't eat people, let alone children."
She raised her arm and looked at it, but asked quietly, "Do I really smell good?" Would anyone really want to eat her?
A strange, yet reasonable thought process for a child.
Suddenly, a clear and crisp "puff" sound came from somewhere, and Megan was sure, "There really is someone."
But Killer Croc was not so happy. He grabbed Megan and shouted, "Get away from me, you little bastard!" He was completely furious. Except for Megan, who didn't realize it, the other person's expression changed slightly.
The boy hesitated slightly, but seeing that Killer Croc was still on alert, even lowering the center of gravity on his forelimbs, and there was a little girl beside him, he didn't intend to provoke this big guy, and finally decided to leave, but before leaving, he left a camera on the tree trunk.
He wanted to see what happened next, perhaps analyzing something from the conversation, but Killer Croc was too familiar with Batman and the previous Robin, and was fully aware of the style of these vigilantes and the props they usually used.
Killer Croc took Megan away directly. This time, she lay on his shoulder with her vision looking backwards. Suddenly, she saw a smiling face on the ground illuminated by a laser light. She tilted her head.
As if it had noticed her gaze, the smiling face swayed on the ground and greeted her, but when Killer Croc turned around, it immediately disappeared. He asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"
Meghan shook her head as if nothing had happened, and then asked a question she had asked before: "Waylon, he is also a child?"
The author has something to say:
Yay! Two kids!
Watching the animation "Batman: Under the Red Hood", Jason is such a lively and cheerful kid.
Then, I have always had severe anxiety and had headaches at any time. I am sorry that I have to take leave from time to time during the serialization of this book and need to rest, but I can ensure that the required number of words for each issue of the list are updated, and try to update it every day. I really can't write when I take leave.
Sorry, and thank you for your support, please send me a small red envelope in the comment section of this chapter~
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