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Thinking of this, Sam Lane, ignoring his aching body, hurriedly took out his phone and called the Midtown Police Chief: the local police cannot be allowed to get involved in this case.

Barry reacted quickly and snatched the phone from his hand.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Sam Lane was furious and instinctively drew his gun, which was then reduced to a pile of parts in the next second.

The terrifying speed of 797 made Lex's pupils shrink, and a deep disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"You're the Flash from Central City? The kid with the electric powers!"

Barry roared, "I don't want to talk to a bastard who uses people for experiments. You all stay here and don't move. If anyone dares to move, I'll knock him out."

After the initial shock, Barry found Kahn, Drake, and Sam lying in a corner, trembling uncontrollably. They were in terrible condition; their height had shrunk from 2.5 meters to 2 meters, their cheeks were sunken, their skin thinned, their muscles had disappeared, and their purple skin covered their bones, making them look like mummies.

Barry was taken aback and quickly said.

"They're dying, how can we save them?"

Sam Lane and Lex Luthor remained silent: the way to save the three is to let them eat raw meat, and gorillas are the best option, but this is something we can't just say offhand.

Lightning Boy is a straightforward guy who's caught in a dilemma; if we tell him, he'll definitely spread it around, and that will only cause more trouble.

"Hey, say something! You're not on their side, how can you just stand by and watch them die?"

These words left Sam Lane speechless. His cheeks flushed red, he closed his eyes, then opened them again, and whispered...

"They want to eat meat, raw meat with blood on it."

"Give them a gorilla carcass, eat the carcass and you'll live."

Chapter 1301 The Highway Robbery

2004 was a pivotal year for Tesla. Thanks to Xu Fu's persistent efforts, the Metropolitan Government finally signed a special agreement with Tesla, which included substantial benefits such as tax exemptions, interest rate reductions, and subsidies. Simultaneously, the White House launched the "Towards Space" program, and Tesla became its first beneficiary. As the first beneficiary of this program, Tesla received substantial government subsidies.

These two agreements brought Tesla fame and launched it into a period of rapid development.

In February, Tesla's second phase of factory renovation was successfully completed.

In April, the southern branch factory was established, and the production workshops were put into use one after another.

With the expansion of production capacity, the military has ordered another 300 sets of new armor with higher performance, more functions, and more comprehensive protection, in addition to the original 10,000 sets of exoskeleton armor.

These 300 suits of armor, belonging to the FBI's White House and the Eyes of Heaven, will be specially designed combat armor using high-tech materials. They will greatly reduce the damage caused by live ammunition and explosive weapons, and even ordinary people will become one in a hundred superhumans when they wear them.

Three hundred suits of armor, each priced at $1.5 million. The first two batches, totaling two hundred suits, have already been delivered to the White House, and today is the last batch.

Inside the Tesla factory, as the last shipment was loaded onto military trucks, the workers gathered at the site couldn't help but cheer. The boss said that after this order was completed, 30% of the profits would be distributed equally among all employees as a special bonus to reward their hard work over the past six months. Tesla has over 400 employees, so 30% of the profits averages approximately $160,000, more than a year's salary.

A crowd gathered, excitedly discussing something. At the same time, three military trucks bound for Gotham City drove off the Bay Bridge, guarded by dozens of fully armed soldiers.

Upon arrival at the scene, the soldiers immediately raised the alert level. Although Gotham City's security situation had improved a lot after last year's riots, it still left a very bad impression.

Fortunately, no danger arose, and the truck successfully passed through the northern part of Gotham City, reaching the suburbs along the highway. As the massive city, filled with countless infamous names, slowly receded from view, the soldiers relaxed.

"I'm getting annoyed," said Lieutenant Colonel Morreg, who was in charge of the escort mission.

"I really don't know what those people in the White House are thinking. Giving such good armor to those idiots in the Sky Eye Club, what can they do besides sabotage them?"

The adjutant standing to the side said hoarsely, "Don't forget, the Sky Eye Society was founded by the chairman himself. Although it's foolish, we still have to give it the support we deserve for the sake of our own face... even if it's not very useful."

Morreg-Mid-Effect glanced around and said in a low voice, "I'm more interested in the enhancement serum than the power armor."

Shhh!

The adjutant said sternly, "The highest command has ordered that General Ryan no longer be mentioned, and the potion has been classified as a contraband."

Moerger pursed his lips tightly, a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Morrig sighed admiringly, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and said...

"Unfortunately, the consequences were too severe."

As they were talking, a Lamborghini sped past in the rearview mirror. The Lamborghini was incredibly fast, overtaking the truck in the blink of an eye. Its owner even gave the fully armed military Humvee the middle finger, his face full of provocation.

"Damn speeder!"

Morreg cursed angrily, but before he could finish speaking, two more sports cars pulled up behind him. In the sports car on the left sat a female passenger wearing a bikini, revealing her large breasts. The woman in the Hummer blew a kiss, and then, under Morreg's expectant gaze, a rocket launcher as thick as a hand was snatched from between her legs.

bang

The rocket hit the Humvee and exploded violently.

Seeing the situation was turning against them, the truck driver behind slammed on the gas, leaving the Humvee aside and continuing to speed forward. This was a special tactic the military had developed to deal with roadside attacks; trucks were not allowed to stop, regardless of the circumstances.

The soldiers inside the truck opened the windows and fired, bullets raining down and turning the sports car into a honeycomb.

A bikini-clad woman and her driver were killed, and the sports car exploded.

Just as the soldiers thought the enemy had been repelled, a tremor came from above.

Bang

After a loud bang, a dent appeared on the outer wall of the seven-inch steel plate. The next second, the dent turned into a round hole, and a strange man wearing a falcon helmet, black armor, and with an unusually strong body appeared on the truck.

The soldiers were startled and hastily raised their weapons to fire. Bullets pierced the black armor, splattering blood everywhere, but the strange man didn't retreat a step. As if he had lost consciousness, he drew his katana from his back, and instantly...

A flash of sword light appeared.

Two soldiers were cleaved in two. The monster rushed forward, unleashing a bloodbath. The driver realized what was happening and, pale-faced, pulled out his walkie-talkie.

splash!

A long sword pierced through the armor and plunged into the heart.

The driver opened his mouth, then slowly slumped back into the driver's seat: the out-of-control truck spun around on the road, wobbling left and right, before being knocked to the ground by a truck behind it.

Unlike Hummers, trucks are like a ditch across the road.

Several trucks collided and were forced to stop.

At that moment, six black SUVs appeared from behind at high speed, and dozens of heavily armed bandits poured out of the vehicles and fired wildly at the truck. Some of them even set up machine guns.

bang

The truck's rear door was blown open by a shell, followed by the throwing of grenades.

These bandits were well-trained and highly skilled in military affairs. With the help of the black-armored warriors, they ended the battle in just a few minutes: all forty-three armed soldiers who participated in the defense were killed without exception.

After the battle, a middle-aged man wearing a top hat and with a scar on his left cheek walked to the truck, opened the weapons box, saw the gleaming special armor inside, nodded slightly, raised his hand and called out. The bandits behind him shouted excitedly, put down their weapons one by one, and transferred the weapons box to other vehicles.

The group quickly sprang into action, methodically picking up boxes of weapons and splitting into three groups, each heading towards the sparsely populated wilderness.

When Gotham police arrived at the scene, all that remained were corpses and an empty truck.

Armed soldiers responsible for escorting the goods were brutally murdered, and 100 Tesla special powered armor sets, worth $15 billion and capable of giving ordinary people tremendous combat power, disappeared without a trace.

The news sparked widespread concern: what does one hundred sets of specially made armor mean in a sensitive place like Gotham City? If they fall into the hands of bandits, it will be a disaster for the citizens and police of Gotham City.

Jim Gordon, who was promoted to Gotham City Police Commissioner, had to personally go to the scene, and the military, Skynet, and the FBI also sent additional forces to investigate.

When Xu Fu received the news, an hour had already passed. He had to stop eating and drive to Gotham City.

This suit of armor was manufactured by Tesla. If it were actually used for terrorist activities, the consequences would be dire.

Chapter 1302: Encounter on the Street Corner

"Hello, Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry to have taken up your time, but we really need your help."

"need.".

Xu Fu smiled. His relationship with Barbara was ambiguous, neither a personal nor a professional one, but the collaboration that should have been there had dwindled...

"Chief Gordon, I will fully cooperate with your work and hope to catch the murderer and recover the stolen armor as soon as possible."

Seeing Xu Fu's willingness to cooperate, Jim Gordon and his officers breathed a sigh of relief.

The group entered the Gotham City Police Department. Xu Fu quickly walked through the entire floor. Looking at the well-dressed, boyish young man, everyone expressed their respect.

Although the boy only lived in the metropolis for a year, he had already become a famous figure.

There are too many rumors about him.

What a ruthless underworld prince... a straightforward young man who sleeps with different actresses every day... a human CPU with an IQ over 180... the youngest billionaire in history, and so on and so forth.

Surrounded by numerous accolades, Xu Fu had long become someone ordinary people looked up to.

Following Jim Gordon, two more people walked into the office: FBI senior agent Jacob Asi and Musan Quinn, head of the Sky797 Association's branch office.

Judging from their location, SkyEye is more concerned about the progress of the case than the FBI, because they were the ones who prepared the missing one hundred mechs for themselves.

"Alright, you three, enough with the small talk. Just ask whatever you want to know. As long as it's related to the case, I'll do my best to cooperate."

Jim Gordon took a drag of his cigarette. Perhaps he hadn't had enough rest; his slightly aged face was etched with fatigue.

"Mr. Xiao, the mechs produced by your company are equipped with positioning systems. Is it possible to determine the exact location of the mechs via computer?"

Xu Fu slightly adjusted his brows, glanced at Jacob-Bingbing and Musan-Quinn, and said in a slightly puzzled tone.

"Didn't you two tell Chief Gordon?"

Both men fell silent. Jim Gordon immediately frowned. "Mr. Shaw, do you mean there's something I don't know?"

Xu Fu coughed and said, "Director Gordon, I'm afraid I can't answer your question. If you really want to know, I can only tell you that Tesla cannot be detected."