Seeing that everyone was about to tidy up, the middle-aged bandit leader finally spoke to make the final mobilization: "Okay, everyone pay attention."
After everyone stopped moving and looked at him, he continued: "Tonight, our actions must be fast and ruthless. We must never get entangled with the police. We are not here to deal with the police. As long as we break through, find the target and retreat immediately .If anyone is injured and arrested, keep your mouth shut, and the share you deserve will be credited to your reserved account under the supervision of everyone. Do you understand?"
All the thugs replied untidyly, "Understood."
Then, everyone looked up together.
Because, just now, there was a mechanical and cold electronic voice above their heads, and they also said: "Understood."
The few people who reacted the fastest raised their guns and pointed at the place where the sound came from without hesitation.
But there was nothing unusual about the gaze of the group of people.
There is no sign of anyone on the steel beams of the empty factory building.
Just when everyone was in a daze, a black giant slid down from the shadow of the corner of the warehouse, the cloak on the back hardened into narrow wings, and rushed towards them instantly.
The black giant split his legs in mid-air, and kicked left and right on the chests and abdomens of the two outermost bandits, making them make a slight clicking sound.
The two bandits flew upside down and hit the next bandit.
At the same time, four black shadows flew out from the hands of the black giant, and behind the black shadows were holding gray steel wires, pulling out arcs, and pounced on the few bandits in the farthest distance.
Bang bang bang bang!
"Oh! Ah! Uh! Vomit! Pfft!" Amidst the series of noises, seven or eight criminals were either kicked away or bound into a ball by rope darts.
The cloak on the back just returned to its normal state at this moment, falling slowly, and the black giant stood in the middle of a group of bandits.
"A warning! Everyone put down their weapons and lie down on the ground. I guarantee your safety." The mechatronics sounded, and the triangular lenses on the eyes of the black helmet flashed a faint red light, like a pair of blood-red eyes. He glanced at the gangsters coldly.
The pistol in the hand of a bald man fell to the ground with a slap, and he said in a trembling voice: "Bat, Batman?!"
The blood-red eyes looked at the bald head: "Very well, when you go to prison, you will be a person with all limbs intact."
All the gangsters looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one made a move for a while.
If someone had shot directly just now, everyone might have followed suit.
But the first guy to stand up threw his gun and surrendered, so... Do you want to surrender too
Even if they are bad people, they are not completely insane. In the past few days, as long as you turn on the TV, you can see Batman's heroic behavior of saving people without asking for anything in return. Naturally, he was a little hesitant to shoot him.
Secondly, Batman's combat power is extremely terrifying. When three or five gangsters meet him, it's just a matter of kicking and punching each of them.
Although these people are not punks, none of them think they can withstand an attack from Batman.
But Luke sighed in his heart: Don't really surrender! I just said something casually in order to complete Batman's chivalrous character design.
He could only continue to speak: "Now, everyone throws away their guns, lies on the ground, and puts their hands behind their heads."
The gangsters still didn't move.
The first to do it, they dare not.
The early birds are always the ones who are unlucky first, and the gangsters also understand this truth.
But they were not reconciled to letting them lie down obediently like this.
Luke: "Warning! After three beeps, I will attack directly. One!"
"two!"
"Bang!" There was a sound of explosion, but half a brick suddenly fell from the warehouse wall and hit a broken iron sheet, making a huge sound.
The gangsters, who were highly nervous, pulled the trigger subconsciously.
Bang bang bang bang!
Clap clap clap clap!
The sounds of pistols and rifles rang together, but Luke just stepped out, picked up the two bandits in front of him at a not too exaggerated speed, and threw them at the nearby bandits.
Attracting the attention of some people with the help of the two flying bandits, his burly figure accelerated forward, shouldering a guy holding an AK and firing happily.
This guy's ak flew out of his hand, but his whole body was hanging on Luke's shoulder. After several steps forward, he was sent by his shoulder and smashed against the wall.
With a sweep of his leg, Luke slapped the gangster next to him with his right foot on the cheek, his body spun up, and his left leg kicked off the gangster who was crazily firing on the right.
The hapless gangster slammed into the group of gangsters behind him like a cannonball.
The gangsters had lost their minds at this moment, all they knew was that they frantically pulled the trigger and fired at the black giant.
But what made them desperate was that after all the bullets hit the dark armor, they would shatter and bounce off, leaving at most a white spot on it.
Snapped! bump! clang! Crash!
Amidst the series of noises, Luke's figure did not stop, and walked around the center of the factory building.
The gangsters were like sandbags, either being blown away by Luke's fists, or by the tonnage of Batman's armor, and scattered like cannonballs.
In less than twenty seconds, all the gangsters fell to the ground.
They screamed and groaned in their mouths, like a group of tortured little girls, rushing to the street in strange shapes.
Many unlucky ones were beaten or hung or planted in various objects, including but not limited to tables, chairs, benches, beams, vehicles, and trash cans.
"Three!" Luke counted the last number unhurriedly.
Boom! Boom!
As soon as the words fell, he suddenly kicked out with both feet, and the two gangsters who were tied up with rope darts screamed.
"Ah!" "Ah!"
The two were kicked by Luke and broke their respective calves.
Luke stepped towards the center, and said in his mouth: "I said, count to three, whoever moves around will not be able to go to prison with healthy limbs."
The two gangsters burst into tears: Brother, aren't we tied up by you and still not moving!
Luke didn't bother to pay attention to these two unlucky wretches: what is the most important thing in a family? Of course it is neat!
In the battle just now, he had retained most of his strength, but relying on the armor's bulletproof function, he forcibly overturned this group of gangsters.
Among them, the murderous intent was obvious, the ruthless gangsters were smashed at least one or two joints, and the hesitant and not ruthless ones broke their hands and feet at will.
His attention had already shifted to the middle-aged bandit leader who just got up from the ground.
The body of the middle-aged bandit leader was suddenly distorted in two places where he was hit, and traces like sand appeared. After a while, the distorted arms returned to their original state.
Luke raised his eyebrows: "A person with super powers?"
The middle-aged bandit leader laughed grimly: "You actually forced me to reveal my ability, I'm going to kill you!" As he spoke, he strode over.
Following the footsteps of the middle-aged bandit leader, the fine dust within ten meters of his body began to vibrate, forming a dust vortex in less than two seconds.
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