Chapter 882

But the other party neither paid his salary nor gave him a tip.

Why should he provide faster service?

Regarding the clerk's attitude.

Barry Allen widened his eyes, about to say something more...

Just then, his phone in his pocket rang.

He pulled out his phone to check; the contact was a cartoon butler avatar.

The name was "Alfred."

—The old butler of Batman.

Barry Allen: 【Alfred, talk later.】

On the other end of the line.

In the Batcave's main control room, Alfred poured himself a cup of hot tea and greeted him unhurriedly: 【Good morning, Mr. Allen.】

Barry Allen: 【Not good, I'm late.】

【And I'm starving to death!】

In the breakfast shop, Barry Allen walked quickly toward a less crowded area while complaining to the old butler at the same rapid pace:

【The curly-haired girl isn't here today, her name is Sarah, she has a boyfriend...】

Alfred didn't want to hear about these trivial matters and interrupted him directly: 【There's trouble at Gotham General Hospital, caused by a robbery.】

【It's broad daylight right now...】

Barry Allen questioned Bruce's scope of operations: 【Isn't our bat friend supposed to be sleeping?】

As he spoke.

Fearing that the other party would order him around, he immediately said: 【Call Superman!】

【I thought of him first.】

Alfred took a sip of tea and continued: 【Unfortunately, he is busy with other matters—】

The old butler had just finished speaking.

The breakfast shop's hanging television played a news report.

【Breaking News: A volcano has erupted in Guatemala...】

—On the TV screen, Superman was flying in front of an erupting volcano, using his heat vision to alter the terrain and prevent lava from flowing toward the town below.

【Again with this...】

Barry's expression was helpless, and he asked: 【What about Diana?】

【I considered that too.】

Alfred folded a newspaper and said: 【But she has disappeared recently and isn't answering her phone. What can I do? Perhaps she went on a honeymoon with her boyfriend. Oh, that Mr. Ye, you might not know him.】

【Fine... I don't care about any Mr. Ye or Mr. No...】

Barry Allen hid in the corner of the breakfast shop and muttered: 【So you only thought of me because you couldn't find anyone else, right!】

After finishing, he put his phone away for the moment, walked to the counter, and asked the chatty clerk: "Sorry, is my sandwich ready?"

However.

The male clerk just waved his hand without turning his head.

Signaling him to wait a moment.

Then.

He slowly stuck a grape onto the honey on the sandwich...

"En...!!"

Barry Allen immediately gritted his teeth, feeling a surge of anger.

Ultimately, he didn't wait any longer and pushed the door to the restroom.

The next instant.

Pu—~!!

Golden lightning rushed out of the restroom, moving at a speed completely imperceptible to the mortal eye, bypassing everyone in the shop and arriving on the street outside.

When the golden lightning stopped.

It was clear that the figure was indeed Barry Allen.

He had already changed into his Flash suit.

The suit was made of red material.

It was covered in golden veins.

There was a prominent lightning bolt emblem on the chest.

As soon as this look appeared.

A fan of the Flash recognized him—

"Oh my god! It's the Flash!!"

On the side of the street, a middle-aged aunt shouted excitedly.

"Hi..."

Barry Allen was just striking his unique running pose when he was suddenly startled by the shout, forcing him to break his pose and awkwardly greet the fan.

Receiving a response, the fan became even more excited.

She shouted passionately to her idol again:

"—I love you!!"

"Okay, thank you... I think you're a good person too."

Barry rubbed his hands in confusion and gave the fan a "good person" card.

"Oh my god!!!"

This fan was unusually fanatical; her excited screaming even reached the old butler on the other end through the Flash suit's communication channel.

The elderly Alfred clearly couldn't listen to it anymore.

He directly transferred the channel for Barry:

【—Let Mr. Wayne talk to you.】

Barry Allen: 【Don't... please!】

【Beep...】

Listening to the dial tone.

Barry shrugged helplessly.

Then.

He asked a black girl behind the fan loudly:

"Sorry, asking this might be a bit weird..."

"—Are you still eating that chocolate bar?"

"Can you throw it to me?"

"In the name of justice!"

Hearing this.

The girl looked at the half-eaten chocolate bar in her hand.

Then, her face lit up with joy, and she readily agreed.

"Sure, sure!"

【I need you to get over here immediately, Barry.】

On the other end of the communication, a steady, middle-aged man's voice had taken over.

Barry Allen tilted his head, sighed, and greeted him reluctantly: 【Hi... Bruce...】

Just at that moment.

The girl held up the chocolate, aimed slightly, and tossed it over.

With a "thwack," it hit the Flash's cowl precisely.

【Understood, I...】

Barry Allen's words were interrupted by the chocolate bar; after making a look of utter despair, he continued weakly: "... am coming." ===== CHAPTER 887 =====