Seeing that everyone had almost finished cleaning up, the middle-aged bandit leader finally spoke up to make a final move: "Okay, everyone, pay attention."
After everyone stopped moving and looked at him, he continued, "Tonight, our actions must be quick, accurate and ruthless. We must not get entangled with the police. We are not here to deal with the police. Just break in, find the target and retreat immediately. If anyone is injured or arrested, keep your mouth shut. The share you deserve will be deposited into your reserved account under the supervision of everyone. Do you understand?"
The gangsters answered in unison, "Understood."
Then, everyone looked up.
Because, just now, there was a mechanical and cold electronic voice above their heads, and it also said: "Understood."
The few people who reacted the fastest pointed their guns at the direction where the sound came from without hesitation.
But there was nothing unusual about where the group of people's gazes were.
There was no sign of anyone on the steel frame beams of the empty factory building.
Just as everyone was stunned, a black giant slid down from the shadows in the corner of the warehouse, the cloak on his back hardened into narrow wings, and rushed towards them in an instant.
The black giant stretched out his legs in mid-air and kicked the chest and abdomen of the two outermost bandits with left and right kicks, causing them to make slight cracking sounds.
The two gangsters flew backwards and hit the gangster next to them.
At the same time, four black shadows flew out from the black giant's hands, with gray steel wires tied behind them, drawing arcs and rushing towards the farthest bandits.
Bang bang bang!
"Ouch! Ah! Ugh! Ugh! Puff!" Amid a series of noises, seven or eight bandits were either kicked away or tied up with ropes.
The cloak on his back just returned to its normal state and slowly fell down. The black giant stood in the middle of a group of bandits.
"I'm warning you once! Everyone put down your weapons and lie on the ground. I will ensure your safety." A mechanical electronic sound rang out, and the triangular lenses on the eyes of the black helmet flashed a faint red light, like a pair of blood-red eyes, coldly scanning the bandits.
A bald man dropped his pistol to the ground with a thud, and said in a trembling voice: "Bat-Batman?!"
The blood-red eyes looked at the bald man: "Very good, when you go to prison, you will have all your limbs intact."
The gangsters all looked at each other, and no one took action for a while.
If someone had just opened fire, everyone might have followed suit.
But the first guy who stood up threw down his gun and surrendered, so... should I surrender as well
Even if they are bad guys, they are not completely insane. In recent days, if you turn on the TV, you can see Batman's heroic act of saving people without asking for anything in return, so it is natural to be a little hesitant to shoot him.
Secondly, Batman’s fighting ability is extremely terrifying. If three or five gangsters meet him, they can be defeated with just a kick or a punch from each of them.
Although these people are not small thugs, none of them thinks they can withstand a single attack from Batman.
Luke sighed in his heart: Don't surrender! He just said it casually to complete Batman's chivalrous character.
He could only continue: "Now, everyone drop your guns, lie on the ground, and put your hands behind your head."
The criminals still did not move.
They didn’t dare to be the first to take action.
The first one to stick his head out is always the first to suffer, and the gangsters also understand this.
But they were unwilling to just lie down obediently.
Luke: "Warning! After three sounds, I will attack directly. One!"
"two!"
"Bang!" A loud explosion sounded, and half a brick suddenly fell from the warehouse wall and hit a broken iron sheet, making a loud noise.
The criminals, in a state of high nervousness, pulled the trigger subconsciously.
Bang bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang bang!
The sounds of pistols and rifles were continuous, but Luke just stepped out, picked up the two gangsters in front of him at a not too exaggerated speed, and smashed the nearby gangsters.
Taking advantage of the two flying gangsters to attract some people's attention, his burly figure accelerated forward and held down a guy who was firing an AK with one shoulder.
The guy's AK flew out of his hand, but his whole body hung on Luke's shoulder. He took several steps forward before he was pushed against the wall by Luke's shoulder.
With a sweep of his leg, Luke slapped the gangster next to him on the face with his right foot, then spun his body up and kicked away the gangster who was firing crazily on the right with his left leg.
The unfortunate bandit crashed into a group of bandits behind him like a cannonball.
The gangsters' minds were blank at this moment, and they only knew to pull the trigger frantically and fire at the black giant.
But what made them despair was that all the bullets would shatter and bounce off after hitting the dark armor, leaving at most a white spot on it.
Snap! Bang! Clang! Crash!
Amid the series of noises, Luke walked around the center of the factory without stopping.
The gangsters were like sandbags, either being knocked away by Luke's fists and feet or by the tonnage of Batman's armor, and were scattered in all directions like cannonballs.
In less than twenty seconds, all the gangsters fell to the ground.
They screamed and groaned, like a group of tortured little girls, and fell to the street in strange shapes.
Many unlucky guys were beaten and either hung or stuck in various objects, including but not limited to tables, chairs, benches, beams, vehicles, and trash cans.
"Three!" Luke counted out the last number slowly.
Bang! Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly kicked out with both feet, and the two bandits who were tied up with ropes beside him screamed.
“Ah!” “Ah!”
However, both of them had their calves broken by Luke's kicks.
Luke walked towards the center and said, "I said, count to three. Anyone who moves again will not be able to go to prison with all his limbs intact."
The two gangsters burst into tears: Brother, aren't we tied up by you and unable to move
Luke didn't bother to pay attention to these two unfortunate people who were wronged: What is the most important thing for a family? Of course, it is to be neat and tidy!
In the previous battle, he had retained most of his strength, and only relied on the bulletproof function of his armor to defeat the group of bandits.
Among them, the bandits who were obviously murderous and ruthless had at least one or two joints broken, while those who were hesitant and not ruthless enough had their limbs broken at will.
His attention had already shifted to the middle-aged bandit leader who had just crawled up from the ground.
The middle-aged bandit leader's body suddenly twisted at two places where he was hit, and traces like sand and dust appeared. After a moment, the twisted arms returned to normal.
Luke raised an eyebrow: "Superpower?"
The middle-aged bandit leader grinned and said, "You forced me to reveal my abilities. I'm going to kill you!" As he said that, he strode over.
As the middle-aged bandit leader walked, the fine sand and dust within a ten-meter radius of his body began to vibrate, and a sand and dust vortex formed in less than two seconds.