At the beginning of Anton's tenure at the Daily Bugle, Jameson was actually extremely dissatisfied with Anton.
Fortunately, the Daily Bugle had a pre-set operational program, ensuring it could operate for a long time, even if Anton did nothing.
Jameson's dissatisfaction reached its peak when Anton changed the subject and announced his intention to make a movie.
But since Anton was his only grandson, he had to grudgingly agree with Anton's plan to develop his career; ambition was a good thing.
He never expected that from that day on, Anton would become a different person.
The biggest change in Jameson's perception of Anton didn't actually come from Anton's career progress, but from the previous moment.
From the moment he learned that John Wick had been easily taken down by Anton, he realized that his child's wings had hardened and he could fly alone; his protection was no longer as necessary.
Jameson's gaze was distant.
He checked the time. It was 10:28 PM.
Anton said he would call the NYPD to clean up the mess after midnight.
Factoring in travel time, even at his fastest, Anton only had about an hour.
"Let's see what you can do, Anton," Jameson murmured, filled with anticipation.
Anton's confidence had piqued his curiosity.
Although there wasn't much conversation between the grandfather and grandson, they both understood each other.
You just wait and see.
I'm waiting.
To avoid people directly connecting him to Batman, Anton had been moving through secluded areas since leaving his home.
The goal was to avoid cameras and prevent direct evidence of his identity as Batman from surfacing.
Finally, Anton arrived at an abandoned industrial zone.
From there, he entered the sewers.
Here, he summoned the Batcycle from his "vehicles" and entered Batman mode, with the basic Batman armor materializing on his body.
He "lay" on the Batcycle, starting it and twisting the throttle.
Vroom!
A deep, non-explosive turbine hum echoed.
Whoosh! The Batcycle shot out of another sewer exit.
He estimated the time; it was approximately one hour and ten minutes until midnight.
From here to Manhattan, at the Batcycle's speed, would take twenty minutes.
He had fifty minutes left to deal with the Continental Hotel!
"Plenty of time!"
Anton's face beneath the helmet was full of swagger.
The power of Batman had given him immense confidence.
While the basic Batsuit's strength couldn't instantly put him on par with the incredibly powerful opponents in the Marvel universe, he was practically untouchable within the Continental Hotel, which had unified New York's underworld of assassins.
The people in the Continental Hotel, no matter how strong, were still just ordinary people.
If Anton couldn't be unstoppable and break through with ease against ordinary people, then the problem was with Anton, not Batman.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Anton sped down the streets on the Batcycle.
No one could stop him.
Even in heavy traffic, he could leap from the car roof, performing a motorcycle stunt, soaring through the air, covering tens of meters.
Without a care in the world.
Unrestrained.
Outrageously bold.
Although he adhered to the principle of not killing, New York was different from Gotham City. Anton didn't need to overly conceal the existence of Batman.
Compared to the future, when Iron Man would battle Obadiah in front of Stark Industries, with two metal monsters pounding each other; or the Hulk fighting Abomination, two massive muscle men clashing; or even the Avengers battling the Chitauri aliens, destroying a large part of New York…
What was a mere Batman riding a motorcycle on the road?
A small matter!
After all, this would become a world where superheroes were everywhere. Batman's existence didn't need to be hidden, whispered among the masses. He could openly display himself.
This also aligned with Anton's internal plan to "reap fan points."
The only thing Anton needed to keep in mind was that he wasn't going to reveal he was Batman. It would save him a lot of trouble.
At least, not revealing it to the public would already save him a mountain of problems.
What?
You're saying that as the director of Batman, it's impossible for people not to connect him to Batman?
Just don't admit it!
Don't young people like to play dress-up?
Halloween costume, isn't that fine?
As long as he didn't admit it, he wasn't Batman!
Isn't that perfectly reasonable?
"Whoa—"
Someone on the road was startled by Anton's appearance.
"What is that?"
"That's so cool, is this like, role-playing?"
"What character is he playing? So awesome! I have to get a costume like that for Halloween, no matter the cost!"
"It's Batman! The movie just came out, I think it was Tony Stark's last work."
"I'm going to watch it right away!"
Everyone who witnessed this scene had their eyes shining.
Regardless of gender or age, there were no exceptions; everyone was captivated by Anton at this moment.
From this, it could be seen that Batman's appeal to ordinary people was irrespective of gender or age.
Beep beep beep! Toot toot toot! The sound of car horns constantly filled the road.
Especially the owner of the car whose roof had been flattened by the Batcycle was extremely unhappy.
Someone immediately called the police.
Others stared at the Batcycle's huge, wide tires, and the figure almost "hugging" the motorcycle, shouting in their hearts.
"Motorcycle stunts, I'm going to learn them when I get back!"
"Master, don't go! Teach me how to ride a motorcycle!!"
"How much does this motorcycle cost?"
"Buy it! Buy it! Buy it!"
Anton entered the Manhattan area with such a flamboyant and arrogant display.
Manhattan is the most densely populated and economically developed area of New York.
It was bustling everywhere.
The police patrolled here day and night, with a density unimaginable to those in the slums.
Within minutes of Anton entering Manhattan, he was spotted by patrol officers, not to mention the fact that people had been constantly calling the police because of Anton's outrageous actions.
Speeding! Deliberately damaging other people's vehicles!
The patrolling officers instinctively wanted to chase after him immediately, but suddenly received an order through their communicators.
Do not pursue! After twelve o'clock, all the police officers in the Manhattan jurisdiction are to gather at the Continental Hotel entrance.
That's when the arrests happen.
The police were baffled.
But the grunts at the bottom don't need to understand the deals made by the higher-ups.
Following orders is their way of survival.
They all agreed.
After Anton entered the area near the Continental Hotel.
Many shops along the road sensed something was wrong, closed up shop, and pulled out handguns from their drawers, staring at the approaching figure in a defensive posture.
Even passersby, experienced in such matters, ducked into corners, warily watching the shadow speeding past.
Then, under their horrified gazes, the man in the strange armor, riding a cool motorcycle, tore through the street and plunged straight into the Continental Hotel.
"This..."
Someone stared blankly, "Is he going to his death?"
"Close the door."
The person beside him had a serious expression, "This has nothing to do with us. No matter how the Continental Hotel deals with it, we'd better not get involved."
"You're right."
This person nodded, full of regret, "What a shame about that motorcycle."
"And that suit! The armor is pretty cool!"
Someone nearby suddenly remembered, "Come to think of it, that design... Have we seen it somewhere before?"
The two of them exchanged glances, but couldn't remember for the life of them.
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