Thinking of this, Matt became furious. He stepped forward quickly, kicking all the ninjas who were still trying to struggle on the head with his left and right feet alternately, knocking them all out, and then ran quickly to the ICU at the back of the hospital.
While running, he unconsciously tried to swing the bat darts a few times with his hands.
Although he did not know how to use these bladed cold weapons, he was extremely curious about how they could kill eight powerful ninjas in seconds.
The ninjas of the Hand are not just eight wooden stakes.
Matt was confident in his skills, but even when he was close to the ninjas, he couldn't guarantee that he could hit them with his short stick.
But Batman was one step ahead of the bat darts that were thrown out and then ignored, so he asked Matt to send them back.
Matt felt that this meant Batman was sure to hit the target.
After thinking about it for a moment, he found the trick incredible.
In fact, if he had the chance to ask this question, Luke would have given him a little hint—the procedure.
A program that analyzes all possible avoidance methods of the human body, combined with a target locking program, turns the bat dart into a cold weapon version of a tracking missile.
Tony has been working on miniature tracking missiles, the technical difficulty of which lies in power, or sufficient range.
But for a weapon like the bat dart that has a strong ability to stay in the air and does not require a very long range, it only needs to lock onto the target and attack it.
With a small amount of auxiliary power added, they can complete a lock attack within two hundred meters.
If blocked, they can repeat the attack about three times with auxiliary power.
Therefore, the best way to deal with a tracking batarang is to catch it so that it cannot bounce off.
Without the inertia of the first attack, it would be difficult for the auxiliary power to support the next three attacks.
However, this was also the first time that Luke used it against the enemy, and the Hand ninjas could only blame themselves for not being human.
When Matt rushed to the ICU, a fierce battle was already taking place there.
After talking to Luke, Selina cancelled her invisibility and walked into the corridor where the ICU was located. Several patrolmen looked at the Best Armor with suspicious expressions, and ordered her to stop while pulling out their guns.
But in less than a minute, the patrolmen disappeared from the passage, and only Selina was left standing at the door they had just guarded.
This was not because she was arrogant, but because she was using herself to attract those twenty ninjas.
Otherwise, when in stealth mode, the other party will scatter and flee, and it will be difficult to ensure the absolute safety of more than a dozen children, and some of them may escape.
In the underground parking lot, the black-clad ninjas got off two ambulances and rushed up to the fourth floor, where they saw Selina standing quietly in the corridor, staring at them.
Even with their coldness and ruthlessness, they were stunned for a moment.
The third generation of Best armor is very different from the previous two generations.
It is actually a battle armor, not a battle suit.
Its design, which looks close-fitting and shows off the curves of women, is actually a soft curved line created by magnifying gold-titanium alloy.
In fact, it is still a powerful battle armor with a height of 1.9 meters and a waist circumference of more than two feet.
The mask is in the shape of a cat's face, with three pale white spots on each cheek. The eyepiece lenses are also the typical cat's eye shape with a bright green color. Overall, it looks more like a strong black panther than a black cat.
Selina said nothing, just raised one hand and hooked her index finger at the ninjas, full of provocation.
None of the ninjas spoke, only the leader raised the samurai sword in his hand, slowly lowered it and pointed it at Selina.
The black-clad ninjas behind him came up one after another. Before they could draw their samurai swords, dense shurikens flew towards them.
Selina curled her lips and raised her hands. The armor on the outside of her forearms turned into two melon-seed shaped shields to meet the shuriken.
With a light ding-ding-ding sound, the shuriken that was shot at her upper body was knocked away.
Selina transformed into a female leopard, stretched her body, and pounced on the two ninjas in front.
The melon-seed shield with a curved bulge pushed away two samurai swords that were coming at it, and then it was pulled down. The four palms, along with the handles of the swords, fell to the ground.
The swords of the two ninjas behind her had already reached her head.
Selina lowered her body, almost parallel to the ground, and stretched out her hands as she rushed forward. The sharp edge of the shield swept across the two calves beside her, and the calves on the left and right, belonging to both of them, immediately ran away.
Rolling over, Selina blocked the katana attacks of the third group of ninjas. She used her legs to leap into the air, then tilted her body and stepped onto the right wall.
With one step or two steps, her body was running perpendicular to the wall, and the two shields cut off the hands of the two ninjas who were holding their swords.
After three or four steps, her body only had a small angle with the ceiling, and two ninjas who jumped up to attack were hit on the forehead by the edge of the shield and fell to the ground.
After five or six steps, she had reached the left wall. She swung her shield and blew away two ninjas who were starting to put away their swords to defend themselves.
At this moment, Best Armor finally landed on the ground with both feet.
Of the first wave of ninjas that rushed over from the Hand, six were left incomplete, two died, and two were slightly injured. Only two were lucky enough to turn around safely and stand behind her.
However, no one dared to attack for a while, whether it was the two ninjas behind her or the ten ninjas in front of her.
In less than five seconds, almost half of their manpower was disabled.
If they continued to charge forward like this mindlessly, all twenty of them would be killed in ten seconds.
Even the fearless ninjas of the Hand would not like being wiped out in fifteen seconds.
They are elite ninjas who have been trained for more than ten years, not toilet paper that can be torn and thrown away at will.
It’s okay for everyone to die, but at least their deaths should be meaningful, instead of being chopped down one by one like firewood.
The ninja leader finally spoke: "Who are you?"
Selina's emerald cat eyes flashed twice, as if mocking them, but she said nothing.
The ninja leader continued, "If you step aside, you can make us an offer. Whether it's money or something else, I can give it to you."
He is not those subordinates, and he has enough autonomy to make this promise.
It is impossible for a stubborn ninja to bring fifty ninjas to carry out this robbery operation.
The white lines on both sides of Selina's mask, like three cat whiskers, suddenly curled up, as if she was smiling.
The ninja leader finally got some reaction and immediately continued: "How much do you want? How about one million?"
Selina's green cat eyes flickered again, and she lowered her head slightly.
The ninja leader thought that this mysterious Black Panther woman must be moved and was considering her conditions.
One million can make you hesitate. You are a poor guy at first glance, but you are trying to imitate Batman and do justice! How stupid. He sneered in his heart, and made two gestures to his subordinates with his hands behind his back, asking them to prepare to launch a surprise attack at any time.
As he was thinking this, the back of his neck felt tight, his feet left the ground, and his whole body was lifted up.