Am I A Superman?

A few days later.

The little boy Billy Batson completed his daily study and training at the Earth Headquarters of the Justice League.

He returned to his home in the slum, ready to pack up.

Li Ya suggested that Billy can live in the Justice League headquarters, where there are many empty rooms, and the food and drink are free, and the environment is also good.

Of course Billy didn't say no.

At the age of fourteen, he was supposed to be coquettish in the arms of his parents, but he could only live alone and was worried about what to eat every day.

There is no next meal.

Of course, Billy did not drop out of school. Although the intelligent machines of the Justice League are fully capable of being a teacher, Billy has his own friends in the school.

Walking in the alley of the slum, Little Billy looked around.

He wanted to drop by to find the old African-American who gave him the coin that day.

"Is that old grandfather gone... Or, in fact, he was waiting for me at the beginning..."

Billy shook his head, it was because of the old man's coin that he got on the train to the magical cave, where he got the inheritance of the wizard.

Now that I think about it, that old man is definitely not an ordinary person.

After walking around again, Billy still didn't see the old man, so he shook his head and prepared to go home.

At this time, the entrance of the alley was blocked by several young people.

"Yo, isn't this our big hero, are you ready for two protection fees?"

A white young man walked up to little Billy in a strange way. He was the little gangster who bullied the African-American old man and stole change from Billy.

The eyes of the people behind the white youth were not good, "Brother, look at this kid's clothes changed to a famous brand, he must be rich!"

"Haha, really, it's a pity, this dress is too small for me, but...the protection fee is the same."

The clothes on Billy's body are actually the uniforms of the Justice League. These gangsters look at the clothes and think they are famous brands. After all, they are only gangsters in the ghetto, and they can't see the difference in clothes.

"You...are you really going to rob me?"

In the past, when he was bullied by gangsters, little Billy would naturally be afraid, but now...

Not only was he not afraid, he was actually a little excited!

Do you want to beat them up later and get the money back?

Wouldn't that be bad?

The white young man snorted coldly, stepped forward and grabbed Little Billy by the collar, and picked him up: "You little brat, I can beat ten, and if you are sensible, hand over the money yourself."

Billy was carried in mid-air, he didn't struggle, but put his hands on his waist and said softly, "Shazam!"

"Clam?"

Before the gangsters came back to their senses, a thunder and lightning suddenly exploded in the air.

In the next second, little Billy immediately became Captain Marvel Shazam.

"..." The little gangsters looked sluggish, and the corners of their mouths twitched wildly.

What's the situation?

Little Billy, who turned into Shazam, showed a malicious smile, stretched out his strong arm, and put it on the shoulders of the white gangster: "If you don't pay the protection fee, believe it or not, I'll beat you?"

After he finished speaking, he picked up the white gangster.

The people behind them, seeing this posture, quickly ran as fast as they could.

"You bastards!"

The white young man was about to cry. He usually called him brothers, but when he encountered danger, one ran faster than the other. He looked at Shazan with a bitter face, "Big... Uncle... I was wrong!"

He couldn't figure out why a little kid would turn into an uncle if he shouted something "stupid".

The key point is this white young man, he feels that he is not the opponent of the uncle in front of him.

Just as Shazam was thinking about how to deal with this little bastard, he felt a strong energy appear not far away.

clap la la...

Immediately afterwards, there was a silhouette of lightning running in the distance, from far to near, and disappeared in a flash.

"The Flash...it's the Flash!! Help!! The Flash, help!!"

The white gangster recognized the yellow lightning at a glance, what is the red phantom, that is the Flash, one of the giants of the Justice League!

Shazam was also slightly taken aback.

He had seen The Flash himself in Justice League yesterday, and it just felt...a little different.

The other party is indeed the Flash, yes, the speed force, breath, running, all kinds of factors are the same, but this Flash feels a little strange to Shazam.

The white young man was still screaming and wailing, and Shazan slapped him on the ground with a slap: "Shut up, next time you dare to rob and collect protection fees, I will beat you once I see you."

After that, Shazam rose into the air and chased in the direction the Flash was running.

Leaving a dazed little bastard behind.

woohoo hoo...

Shazam flew at full speed, and it took a while to see The Flash's back.

At this moment, The Flash stopped on the suburban road to the northwest of the Metropolis, took off his hood and put his hands on his knees, gasping for breath.

"Hey Barry, what's wrong with you, uh...you look..."

Shazam flew in front of The Flash, and when he saw this man's appearance, his eyes widened.

The Flash's breath gradually calmed down. He raised his head, looked at Shazam, and asked with a serious face, "Superman... Where is Superman?"

"Superman is in the Daily Planet, nothing major has happened recently."

Shazam got a little closer to The Flash, and he asked suspiciously, "Barry, why did you become so old overnight? Could it be that... Yesterday was too hard?"

He showed a smile of "I know", an American child who is very precocious. Little Billy often listens to school friends talking about things like getting hollowed out overnight.

However, The Flash ignored Shazam's smirk, and he was extremely shocked at the moment.

"Superman is in Daily Planet? ... Clark is in Daily Planet! So that means... Daily Planet, Metropolis hasn't been blown up, Superman he..."

The Flash showed a smile, and he turned his head to look far behind him, where the Metropolis was.

Not a wreckage of a nuclear bomb, but a prosperous city.

"I succeeded, I succeeded in coming to another universe!" The Flash said to himself, looking crazy.

Shazan crossed his hands and pouted unhappily: "Hey, I said, what's wrong with you?"

The Flash suddenly raised his head and looked at Shazam: "Take me to your Justice League, I have important things to find Superman."

"Okay, come with me." Shazam was confused, but he didn't talk nonsense, and flew directly in the direction of the Justice League.

The Flash put on his hood again, and chased after him in a flash.

"Shazam, why don't you activate the remote transmission device and send me up!" The Flash asked at a reduced speed.

"What device? Where is it sent?" Shazam was confused, where is this from?

The Flash was also blinded, "Wait, in your universe, there is the Justice League, but there is no watchtower?"